Disclaimer: *sings in an Eminem voice* I know I don't own it homie, you know I don't own it too. I know I write it homie, you know I write it too.....So umm...yeah I don't own Tekken.

Chapter 6: The Second Day

Jin stood out in the mall as he waited, dawning his hooded outfit. He had his arms crossed as he waited for his opponent. Shoppers stood clear of the fountain area where the beginning of the fight was to take place. Some people even stood by to watch. Jin looked up when he heard footsteps reach the top of the stairs at his side, and heard the familiar brittish accented voice of Steve Fox.

"Ahoy mate. Guess I can make this quick and you can go back home to your rice fields!" Steve said with a chuckle.

Jin looked to his side, calmly at Steve as he clentched his fists and raised them, turning to face him. "Hanashii ni' naran' na....".

"I'm gonna knock that bilingual skill out of yo' head bloke!" And Steve lunged forward, swinging a wrapped up fist at Jin's head. Jin snorted and his gloved hand snapped up, grabbing Steve's by the wrist and squeezed, twisting it slowly, listening to the tendons stretch as Steve cried in pain and swung his other fist which Jin grabbed by the knuckles and also squeezed. Now with the die-hard fist fighter in his submission, Jin launched his foot forward, colliding it with the white man's stomach and sent him tumbling down the stairs in a pain scene. Jin followed, diving off of the top and sommersaulted twice before he landed 2ft from Steve at the bottom, gaining the cheers of the onlookers at his stunt. Steve stood up painfully, holding a hand to his back as he watched Jin, snorting and stepped in, throwing a massive left hook, right hook, uppercut combo. Jin slapped the hooks away and leaned back to avoid the uppercut, then leaned in and leapt up, twisting his body in a full circle as he slapped his right foot across the English man's face, sending him through the glass that stood under the safety balcony beams, and down he fell, down down down until he crashed through one of the Mall's bushes against the walls, and layed motionless, with blood down his face from the glass cutting his skin. Jin peered over, down at him, deep down hoping he hadn't actually killed him but if he did, so what, you get what you get. He turned to the observing Mishima gaurd, still at the top of the fountain and shrugged, before heading to the elevators to make his way down.

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King crawled across the floor, gripping onto one of the cars in the parking lot as he pulled himself up painfully. He didn't think an opponent could have such skill as this one. He had bitten his lip under his mask and blood was dribbling from under it, down his chest. A windsheild was shattered and it's broken tips were stained with the blood of his arms and back. He managed to stand and turned to face his japanese adversary once more.

Kazuya stood like a statue, facing the mexican, masked, wrestler as he struggled to rise. 'Hah, pathetic.' He thought and stepped in again, slamming his fist into the man's stomach. King 'oofed' before he lunged in and rocketed his fist right across Kazuya's jaw, sending him staggering toward one of the support pillars, which he put his hands on to stop but King didn't hesitate, he rushed in and rammed Kazuya from behind so he went face first into the concrete beam. Kazuya, angry, spun around and threw a wild fist at King but he ducked, driven by his urge to meet Marduk in this tournament he wouldn't let this Mishima stand in his way. He began throwing multiple punches into Kazuya's gut, chest, face, all over, turning him from sweaty to blood in a matter of seconds. With a final frontal punch he caused Kazuya to hit the pillar again and this time it shattered, the pieces falling all over the asian martial artist. He staggered back afterwards, leaning against a car for support, panting as he watched the fallen, motionless form of Kazuya Mishima lay there. He pushed off the car and staggered away from it, heading towards the door when he heard the concrete pile, crumbling to the floor and stopped. Clentching his fists he spun with an inner rage, ready to take the rising fighter's head slam off but stopped when what he saw was a different Kazuya, this one with blood red, glowing eyes which struck fear into him. And with this shocking distraction he could only watch as Kazuya leapt up and threw both of his feet in a jumping roundhouse across his face with strength that felt like he got hit with a wrecking ball, and he fell to the floor unconcious.

Kazuya landed on his feet as his eyes faded to brown and he fell to one knee, holding himself up with his hand. "....Not bad.....for an amateur..." He said in admiration of the wrestler, and rose back up, limping out of the door and back for the hotel.

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"Hehehe, wake up man. C'mon, I've had worse beatings than this." The voice echoed into King's ears and he opened his eyes to see Paul with a nose bandaid on and some bruises on his face. "Heeeeeey there he is!"

King groaned, and sat up, looking around. He was in the medicare room and blinked. "God, that mayate knocked the shit out of me." He looked to Paul. "Wow, who made you their bitch?"

"Me? Bitch? No no see I made Nina my ho." Paul said with a chuckle and sat down in the chair beside the bed King rested in.

"Heh. You don't care if it's a man or woman do you?" King asked, looking at Paul with a smirk.

"Hey man it's a fight for money and no friends, only foes. If I'm put up against her I have to do it." Paul shrugged.

King laughed some then a thought came into his head. "Who'd Marduk fight?"

"Heard he layed out that Hwoarang guy with some Vale Tudo combo." Paul said, leaning back.

"Hmmm, well we'll see if he can lay me out when time comes. I got two more losses before I'm out of this thing and I ain't gonna be out of it." King layed back in his bed and stretched his arms, very needingly. "You'll see....he killed Armor.....so I'm gonna sent him to Hell in a shutter...."

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Not much fighting in this one I know and it was kinda short, but I just wanted to go into King's story more since I felt like I was drifting from that. So please R&R and give me your thoughts. And I also have a new fic up in the Tenchu section called Tenchu: The Onikage Chronicles. If you're a fan of Tenchu and the Onikage character, check it out and send R&R to that too! Thanks!