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Heihachi Mishima sat on a masters chair on his office in the Mishima Zaibatsu building. His eyes peeked out of the immense window behind him lurking in the outside. Suddenly, his door was knocked. His whole office was all the way on the top of the building. Heihachi's professor was at the door with a document in his hands.
"Come in" said Heihachi with a deep firm vocie
The professor walked in with a smirk across his face. It was Dr. Boskonovitch. A old man who is working for Heihachi Mishima by force.
"I have the results for the Devil gene" said Boskonovitch with a fearful voice
"You have done well Dr." said Heihachi taking the document
"So.....so well I be rewarded with the blood sample you promised me...?" Boskonovitch shivering
"Of course! Heihachi Mishima of the Mishima Zaibatsu always keep his word!" said Heihachi with praise
One of the two bodyguard that is behind Heihachi took out a tube with green blood in it. It was the blood sample that Dr. Boskonovitch wanted. The blood of Orge. This blood was to save Dr. Boskonovitch ill daughter.
"Oh! Thank you so much!" said Boskonovitch
"You can leave now" said Heihachi reading the document
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"Hey get me out of this cell shit!" demanded Hwoarang gripping the cell bars
"Quiet down!" ordered one of the Tekken Force guarding the cell
The cell was about medium size. It was only suitable fro one person. It had a bed along with a toilet seat followed by a sink with a half broke mirror. Hwoarang was laying on the bed thinking of a way to brake out. He was very pissed in the cell, not only because they put him in there but they did not give him a fair fight with Jin.
"Hey! Where are we!?" demanded Hwoarang with authority
"You are in the underground of the Mishima Zaibatsu empire!. Now settle down in there"
'Underground'? Hwoarang thought why would he be here? Hwoarang tried to keep a focus mind.
"Then where is Jin Kazama?" questioned Hwoarang
"Shut your mouth! You ask too many questions!"
Hwoarang kept his mouth shut because he knew how hard he tried to ask the Tekken Force woukd not leak out any valuable information. The Tae Kwon Do expert knew he had to get out somehow. This was his first day in this cell. How long can he stand it he thought. Hwoarang looked at the clock on the outside of the cell. It read 11:00 am at the time. Then, he turned his head and saw his gear on the table, his cell phone, wallet, and keys.
"Lunch should be in a couple of hours. I'll wait until then to try to figure something out. I'm just starving!"
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Jin had the Devil Gene in him all this time. But I just had to make sure of it. But that is just half of my project, I need the other one. Kazuya Mishima. These thoughts rained down Heihachi's mind as he was planning something.
Heihachi walked out of the labratory exit. Jin lay on a tes subject bed. It was all white. The labraotry was color was black, the only light that Jin could see was the light ontop of his bed shinning on his body. Jin was straped to the bed and could not move an inch. He could not even talk. Pain was running throughout his body. From top to bottom. Jin tried to broke free but it was all pointless. The last thing that he remember was the fight between he and Hwoarang.
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2.00 Pm
"Alright. It's time for your lunch break" said the Tekken Force guard opening the cell door
"Great! What are we having?" said Hwoarang feeling very excited
"Couple of dried fish and some milk" said the guard
"Milk?! Dried fish!?!? I ain't not freakin cat man!!" screamed Hwoarang
The Tekken Force guard said nothing back and handed Hwoaeang the tray of cat food. As he placed it down on the ground for Hwoarang, abruptly, Hwoarang did a chop on the back of the guard's neck with ease. The Tekken Force guard obviously did not have any martials arts within him. Hwoarang quickly took the keys out of the wasted guards waste belt and locked the jail cell.
At this point, he had to find a way out of here. He quickly made a right turn into a long dark hallways and randomly chose a door. As it turns out, it was a locker room. There were several Tekken Force outfits to choose from hanging from the walls. Hwoaranghad to choose the one that he would fit in, his size. The Tekken Force outfit was all black except for the edges, it was brown because these outfits seemes like tehy have not been washed or worn for quite a long time. Hwoarang found his size and tried it on. it fit perfectly. Hwoarang placed the clothes that he was wearing earlier in one of the openend lockers.
"Alright! It's time to move" said Hwoarang pumping himself up
Hwoarang had to put on the suit to stay out of trouble and not to be seen. Hwoarang ran out of the locker room and ran to the end of the dark hallway to the exit. He burst out and bumped into Heihachi Mishima who was aquainted by two of his enormous bodyguard.
"You! What are you doing out of your post?" demanded Heihachi Mishima
"Uhh-" Hwoarang started to studder "I'm on the lunch break" answered Hwoarang quickly
"And where is your equipment? Your weapon?" questioned Heihachi now with suspiscion
"Shit!" Hwoarang mumbled under his breath
"I left it back in the lockeroom" said Hwoarang
"I suggest you go and get it" said Heihachi with an evil glare on his face
"Yes Sir" said Hwoarang stepping out of Heihachi's way
As Heihachi walked by he Karate chopped Hwoarang on the back of his neck. Hwoarang dodged it easily and turned around.
"Ah-hahahahaha" giggled Heihachi
"What?" said Hwoarang confused
"How stupid do you think I am? You are Hwoarang" smirked Heihachi
"What makes you think that I am Hwoarang?" said Hwoarang crossing his arms
"Your tactics of fighting. That is the pathectic art of Tae Kwon Do" said Heihachi
Hwoarang took of the Tekken Force helmet revealing his identity.
The short talk ended when Heihachi sent another blow towards Hwoarang face, but Hwoarang evaded once again. Hwoarang got into his fighting positon as did Heihahci. Hwoarang quickly did a 360 degress jump kick to the face of Heihachi and connected. Heihachi faded back a little but regained battle position as Hwoarang threw a couple of punches and kicks for some combos moves. Heihachi evaded all of it but soon realize that Hwoarang was toying around with him. Heihachi saw a sick smile on Hwoarang's face.
"Don't you understand old man? Once I enter the King of Iron Fist Tournament, I will take over as boss of your wealthy empire" declared Hwoarang with a firm voice
"You are a fool if you think that. You will never ever conquer the Mishima art if Karate" countered Heihachi
"You are a coward Heihachi. You knew you are too old to defeat your grandson, Jin Kazama. So you captured him into your sick world and wish to take his life?" said Hwoarang unfolding his arms
"You don't know anything yet boy. You are just a simple spicemen which is here in this world to be used" said Heihachi
"Shut your mouth old man" said Hwoarang
Hwoarang didn't want to talk anymore. He was never a person who liked to talk. Just all business. Hwoarang threw a quick punch at Heihahci's chest but failed as the Heihachi Mishima gripped Hwoarang by his wrisk and twisted. Hwoarang yelled in pain but Heihachi continued his manuever. Hwoarang tried to get out by twisting his own wrisk the other way. Luckily for him, it turned out to be a sucess. Hwoarang threw some more hard blows at Heihachi's face with his legs and all connected. Heihachi fell down. While Heiahci was down, he tripped Hwoarang down with him.
Heihachi got up first and picked Hwoarang up by the neck, and gripped it with his hand.
"This is the Iron Fist that will destroy you" said Heihachi
Hwoarang couldn't say anything but tried to brake free from the hands of Heihahci. His neck was about to brake but Hwoarang managed to kick Heihachi in the abodemen dropping Hwoarang on the floor. Hwoarang knew that he was warned out. Heihachi reenergized himself by making a quick meditation in the battle. Hwoarang saw this as an opperturnity to brake free. He made a run for it as he jumped into a elevator taking him up to ground floor.
"Heihahci! You won't be so lucky next time around" said Hwoarang as the doors of the elevator closed
"We'll see" said Heihahci regaining control of his body
The elevator doors closed as it took Hwoarang up to the first floor of the Mishima Zaibatsu building. Hwoarang ran to the front doors and exited the enormous building. What Hwoarang saw all around him was Japanese people.
"This must be Japan"
Heihachi Mishima sat on a masters chair on his office in the Mishima Zaibatsu building. His eyes peeked out of the immense window behind him lurking in the outside. Suddenly, his door was knocked. His whole office was all the way on the top of the building. Heihachi's professor was at the door with a document in his hands.
"Come in" said Heihachi with a deep firm vocie
The professor walked in with a smirk across his face. It was Dr. Boskonovitch. A old man who is working for Heihachi Mishima by force.
"I have the results for the Devil gene" said Boskonovitch with a fearful voice
"You have done well Dr." said Heihachi taking the document
"So.....so well I be rewarded with the blood sample you promised me...?" Boskonovitch shivering
"Of course! Heihachi Mishima of the Mishima Zaibatsu always keep his word!" said Heihachi with praise
One of the two bodyguard that is behind Heihachi took out a tube with green blood in it. It was the blood sample that Dr. Boskonovitch wanted. The blood of Orge. This blood was to save Dr. Boskonovitch ill daughter.
"Oh! Thank you so much!" said Boskonovitch
"You can leave now" said Heihachi reading the document
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"Hey get me out of this cell shit!" demanded Hwoarang gripping the cell bars
"Quiet down!" ordered one of the Tekken Force guarding the cell
The cell was about medium size. It was only suitable fro one person. It had a bed along with a toilet seat followed by a sink with a half broke mirror. Hwoarang was laying on the bed thinking of a way to brake out. He was very pissed in the cell, not only because they put him in there but they did not give him a fair fight with Jin.
"Hey! Where are we!?" demanded Hwoarang with authority
"You are in the underground of the Mishima Zaibatsu empire!. Now settle down in there"
'Underground'? Hwoarang thought why would he be here? Hwoarang tried to keep a focus mind.
"Then where is Jin Kazama?" questioned Hwoarang
"Shut your mouth! You ask too many questions!"
Hwoarang kept his mouth shut because he knew how hard he tried to ask the Tekken Force woukd not leak out any valuable information. The Tae Kwon Do expert knew he had to get out somehow. This was his first day in this cell. How long can he stand it he thought. Hwoarang looked at the clock on the outside of the cell. It read 11:00 am at the time. Then, he turned his head and saw his gear on the table, his cell phone, wallet, and keys.
"Lunch should be in a couple of hours. I'll wait until then to try to figure something out. I'm just starving!"
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Jin had the Devil Gene in him all this time. But I just had to make sure of it. But that is just half of my project, I need the other one. Kazuya Mishima. These thoughts rained down Heihachi's mind as he was planning something.
Heihachi walked out of the labratory exit. Jin lay on a tes subject bed. It was all white. The labraotry was color was black, the only light that Jin could see was the light ontop of his bed shinning on his body. Jin was straped to the bed and could not move an inch. He could not even talk. Pain was running throughout his body. From top to bottom. Jin tried to broke free but it was all pointless. The last thing that he remember was the fight between he and Hwoarang.
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2.00 Pm
"Alright. It's time for your lunch break" said the Tekken Force guard opening the cell door
"Great! What are we having?" said Hwoarang feeling very excited
"Couple of dried fish and some milk" said the guard
"Milk?! Dried fish!?!? I ain't not freakin cat man!!" screamed Hwoarang
The Tekken Force guard said nothing back and handed Hwoaeang the tray of cat food. As he placed it down on the ground for Hwoarang, abruptly, Hwoarang did a chop on the back of the guard's neck with ease. The Tekken Force guard obviously did not have any martials arts within him. Hwoarang quickly took the keys out of the wasted guards waste belt and locked the jail cell.
At this point, he had to find a way out of here. He quickly made a right turn into a long dark hallways and randomly chose a door. As it turns out, it was a locker room. There were several Tekken Force outfits to choose from hanging from the walls. Hwoaranghad to choose the one that he would fit in, his size. The Tekken Force outfit was all black except for the edges, it was brown because these outfits seemes like tehy have not been washed or worn for quite a long time. Hwoarang found his size and tried it on. it fit perfectly. Hwoarang placed the clothes that he was wearing earlier in one of the openend lockers.
"Alright! It's time to move" said Hwoarang pumping himself up
Hwoarang had to put on the suit to stay out of trouble and not to be seen. Hwoarang ran out of the locker room and ran to the end of the dark hallway to the exit. He burst out and bumped into Heihachi Mishima who was aquainted by two of his enormous bodyguard.
"You! What are you doing out of your post?" demanded Heihachi Mishima
"Uhh-" Hwoarang started to studder "I'm on the lunch break" answered Hwoarang quickly
"And where is your equipment? Your weapon?" questioned Heihachi now with suspiscion
"Shit!" Hwoarang mumbled under his breath
"I left it back in the lockeroom" said Hwoarang
"I suggest you go and get it" said Heihachi with an evil glare on his face
"Yes Sir" said Hwoarang stepping out of Heihachi's way
As Heihachi walked by he Karate chopped Hwoarang on the back of his neck. Hwoarang dodged it easily and turned around.
"Ah-hahahahaha" giggled Heihachi
"What?" said Hwoarang confused
"How stupid do you think I am? You are Hwoarang" smirked Heihachi
"What makes you think that I am Hwoarang?" said Hwoarang crossing his arms
"Your tactics of fighting. That is the pathectic art of Tae Kwon Do" said Heihachi
Hwoarang took of the Tekken Force helmet revealing his identity.
The short talk ended when Heihachi sent another blow towards Hwoarang face, but Hwoarang evaded once again. Hwoarang got into his fighting positon as did Heihahci. Hwoarang quickly did a 360 degress jump kick to the face of Heihachi and connected. Heihachi faded back a little but regained battle position as Hwoarang threw a couple of punches and kicks for some combos moves. Heihachi evaded all of it but soon realize that Hwoarang was toying around with him. Heihachi saw a sick smile on Hwoarang's face.
"Don't you understand old man? Once I enter the King of Iron Fist Tournament, I will take over as boss of your wealthy empire" declared Hwoarang with a firm voice
"You are a fool if you think that. You will never ever conquer the Mishima art if Karate" countered Heihachi
"You are a coward Heihachi. You knew you are too old to defeat your grandson, Jin Kazama. So you captured him into your sick world and wish to take his life?" said Hwoarang unfolding his arms
"You don't know anything yet boy. You are just a simple spicemen which is here in this world to be used" said Heihachi
"Shut your mouth old man" said Hwoarang
Hwoarang didn't want to talk anymore. He was never a person who liked to talk. Just all business. Hwoarang threw a quick punch at Heihahci's chest but failed as the Heihachi Mishima gripped Hwoarang by his wrisk and twisted. Hwoarang yelled in pain but Heihachi continued his manuever. Hwoarang tried to get out by twisting his own wrisk the other way. Luckily for him, it turned out to be a sucess. Hwoarang threw some more hard blows at Heihachi's face with his legs and all connected. Heihachi fell down. While Heiahci was down, he tripped Hwoarang down with him.
Heihachi got up first and picked Hwoarang up by the neck, and gripped it with his hand.
"This is the Iron Fist that will destroy you" said Heihachi
Hwoarang couldn't say anything but tried to brake free from the hands of Heihahci. His neck was about to brake but Hwoarang managed to kick Heihachi in the abodemen dropping Hwoarang on the floor. Hwoarang knew that he was warned out. Heihachi reenergized himself by making a quick meditation in the battle. Hwoarang saw this as an opperturnity to brake free. He made a run for it as he jumped into a elevator taking him up to ground floor.
"Heihahci! You won't be so lucky next time around" said Hwoarang as the doors of the elevator closed
"We'll see" said Heihahci regaining control of his body
The elevator doors closed as it took Hwoarang up to the first floor of the Mishima Zaibatsu building. Hwoarang ran to the front doors and exited the enormous building. What Hwoarang saw all around him was Japanese people.
"This must be Japan"