Note: I do not own Tekken (unfortunately)...I would like to thank my sister, because she was the first person who read my story, and also Reina-183, because she told me to continue...
I'll just summarize what I have to say about my story:
1. It took me 3 years to write... and it's my first fanfic...
2. It's a trilogy...The Countdown it's only the Part I...
3. I put dates because I like a time conductor in the story...
4. I do not include characters such as Ogre, Kuma, and so on because I wanted to make a real story... not based in science fiction...
5. The parings will not change...
6. Feel free to ask things that you don't understand...
7. I'm not an English native speaker, so I'm sorry for my writing errors.
Hope you like it...
THE COUNTDOWN
Life in Japan
The Iron Fist Tournament is held every ten years. Everyone who's brave enough can risk their lives in the toughest tournament in the world. Of course there was a prize, money, lots of it, but it was the rush and the title of the most powerful man in the world that attracted so many people from all over the world.
The winner was also called The Boss, and the fights were held in Fuji, in some kind of Fortress built just for the event.
The Iron Fist was organized by a small group of powerful, rich and anonymous men.
In 1800, the Japanese Xogum and his ministers gave their permission so the tournament could be held in Fuji. The place soon became a martial arts sanctuary, in the months that the tournament was taking place. In the meanwhile, the contestants started to die, some of them because they weren't strong enough to face their opponents. In 1880, almost half of the competitors died or had to go to the Hospital with serious injuries.
Finally, in 1970, the government agreed to declare the Iron Fist illegal. But no one gave up on the tournament. After that, everything had to be organized in secret. A small city was born in Fuji called Fuji-Nion. It was now the refuge for all the contestants that wanted to enter the Tournament.
The Tournament that took place in 1980 was considered by the organization, the First Iron Fist. The Second was held ten years later.
The rules were the same: there were several judges and a presenter; the contestants had to compete first in the preliminaries and then were chosen the sixteen finalists. There could never be more than fifteen fights a day, so the Tournament was held during a whole month. To the last man or woman, was given the chance to face the former winner of the Tournament, The Boss.
The Third Iron Fist, in 2000, was very competitive. Two men qualified for the Final, their names were Paul Phoenix and Kazuya Mishima. This last one won and faced The Boss, Heihachi Mishima, his father.
Heihachi killed his son, and became The Boss for the second time in a row. In Kazuya's last words, Heihachi found out he had an eight year old grandson. His name was Jin Kazama and he lived with his mother in Kyushu.
One month later, Heihachi paid them a visit to announce Kazuya's death, but he lied about it, of course. Jun Kazama was devastated, and allowed Jin to go with his grandfather for a while.
Heihachi took his grandson to Tokyo, to the Mishima mansion. A couple of weeks later, Jin received a phone call, his mother had died too, no one knew what really happened to her, but everyone thought she committed suicide.
Jin was alone. He had no more family left, except Heihachi.
Heihachi accepted Jin has his heir, the heir of the Mishima family. Soon, Jin understood how hard it was to be one of the Mishima bloodline. But with no parents, he was happy his grandfather wanted him around. And so, Jin grew up believing in all his grandfathers' lies. He had everything a child of his age could want and desire. He was living in Tokyo, in a huge mansion, and he was treated like a prince.
As he grew, he became just like his father, especially due to their physical similarities. But he also had a gentle and touching soul that made him look a lot like Jun. Heihachi didn't like that much, but he was sure that time would change Jin. He would make his grandson the perfect heir, unlike Kazuya, who had failed.
Jin attended the Mishima Polytechnical School since he was fifteen years old. He wanted to be a martial arts master, recognized by his own deeds and abilities. Heihachi had told him once that every Mishima man was an exceptional fighter and business man, but Jin was only interested in martial arts. He hated businesses and politics, he was going to be a practical man, but he couldn't breathe a word to Heihachi about his plans for the future. He knew Heihachi wanted him to learn all about the Mishima Zaibatsu so he could take his place in the future.
When Jin was eighteen, during the holidays, he found out some things about his grandfather. He discovered his ambitious plans and they had an argument.
Heihachi was the leader of a huge organized crime network. He was also using the Mishima Polytechnical School students, recruiting them down to his personal army, the tekken forces. Jin couldn't stand by and watch all that, so he ran off. He decided that he was going to face his grandfather and take him to justice when he was strong enough to defeat him, and for that he had to practice harder.
Heihachi sent the tekken forces after his grandson, but they never caught him. Jin was still at large, but Heihachi was confidant that sooner or later he would be caught. In the meantime, he only had to be worried about his financial empire, because he didn't want to raise any suspicions.
TOKYO
MISHIMA POLYTECHNICAL SCHOOL
2nd SEPTEMBER 2009
It was the first day in school and the Headmaster was making his speech while the students were all in silence. They all knew he didn't allow any noise when he was speaking.
The Mishima Polytechnical School was very different from other schools. Its students could learn there some martial arts techniques, such as the Mishima style fighting Karate and Chinese martial arts. To be accepted, it was required to do a written test, that used to be very easy, and a practical examination, much more difficult. The school only accepted students from the 10th, 11th, 12th and 13th grades. Despite all that, the Mishima was like an ordinary school, but usually its students were boys and girls that were interested in getting more practice and knowledge in martial arts.
After the speech, the Headmaster left the school in a hurry, due to a phone call, that raised a lot of rumours amongst the students and teachers.
They all knew that Jin had run away and that Heihachi Mishima wanted him back, but none of them knew what was Heihachi capable of doing to achieve his goal.
TOKYO
MISHIMA POLYTECHNICAL SCHOOL
3rd SEPTEMBER 2009
-Guys, this is Xiaoyu, she arrived yesterday from China and she had an excellent mark on her practical exam. She will be your classmate this year, so I hope you could help her to feel at home...-the Chemistry teacher said to her class that morning.
Ling Xiaoyu was a sixteen year old Chinese girl that decided to go to Japan to study in a famous school. She had dreams just like everyone else in that classroom. She wanted to help her family, her mother and her grandparents, but she also wanted to succeed and get a job, so she could build an amusement park in China.
She was mad about martial arts; she was training since she was five years old. Her master Wang taught her the secrets of Hakke Sho and Hikka Ken, so she was almost an expert. But she wanted more, and since her master didn't have anything else to teach her, she happily thought about entering the Mishima Polytechnical School to fulfil her dreams. She wasn't scared of being on her own in a foreign country because she knew how to defend herself, besides she knew the Japanese language as it was her own. But she was a bit nervous on her first day in school.
After classes, she was heading home, when she heard someone call her name.
-Hi...-a girl said with an umbrella in one hand.-You are getting wet...you can get a cold!
-I'm fine thanks!-Ling said smiling.
-I'm Hirano Miharu, nice to meet you...
-I'm Xiaoyu Ling...
-Yes I know...I'm in your class, and I saw you yesterday...when you arrived! We live in the same street!
-We do?
-Yes...and that means we can come to school together. What do you say?
-It's fine by me, Hirano-san...
-You can call me Miharu...ok?
-Sure. Then you can call me Ling!
They both headed home.
-So...have you already been in Tokyo?-asked Miharu.
-Yes, I came once with my grandfather, but I was about three, so I can't remember. It's huge!
-Yes, I know...did you like the classes?
-Not really...they are so boring! I prefer the martial arts classes! They are much more interesting...
-Is that why you came here?
-Yes, mostly...and you?
-I'm here because my brothers went here, and because I wanted to.
-What's your technique?
-Karate...but I'm not an expert...I'm just an average fighter! But there was a guy...in the Mishima School...he was the best!
-Really?
-Yes...his name was Jin...Mishima Jin.
-Mishima? Like the school?
-Yes. He is the Headmaster grandson...
-And where is he now?
-No one knows for sure...he just left. People say he had a fight with his grandfather, but the truth is that he's not seen since last August. He was in the 12th grade...I just wish he was here!
-Why? Was he that good?
-Of course he was...he was never defeated! I think that I came to this school to be near him...but I guess I wasn't lucky!
-Why...does he already have a girlfriend?
-No...but he left, didn't he? I think he may never return...
-Don't be sad...guys are like that, you know? They just leave and break our hearts! Though, I must say, it's odd...I mean he could wait until he finished school...what a moron!
-Jin wasn't a moron! He was just too perfect! The Mishima men are like that! My dad says it's a gift...
-Gift?
-Yes. All the Mishima men are experts in martial arts. It's fate! And Jin isn't an exception...I just wish you could see him!
-Well, I'm sorry, but I think that the guy is an idiot and I'll prove that I'm the best around...the Mishima family isn't the only one to have gifts...you'll see!
OSAKA
Osaka was a completely different city. The police was having many problems controlling crime. The city was divided in four areas: north, south, east and west.
The most dangerous ones were the east and north areas, because there were several gangs that were responsible for many crimes such as stealing and vandalising the streets.
Hwoarang was the leader of the biggest gang in the east side of Osaka. He and the Tsunamis, ruled all that area by themselves. He was almost nineteen years old and had declared war to the police, but they weren't the bad guys.
He was known for his fighting skills and his arguments with the police chief, Lei Wulong, who wanted to see Hwoarang arrested for all his crimes. Until then, he had no success.
Two months ago, in July, Hwoarang had won a tournament, The Great New Mishima Tournament, where he fought the final against Lei Wulong. The thug leader won, and Lei was humiliated. That was why he wanted to take Hwoarang into prison so badly.
In the meanwhile, Hwoarang was thinking about entering the Iron Fist Tournament that would be held next year. He was sure that his skills would allow him to be in the final. But his thief life was quite stressing. He had to be sure that no other gang would interfere with his activities. The Tsunamis were always ready to fight, but their leader was the one who always give the orders. He never liked his guys to overreact, that was a privilege of his own.
In fact, that happened sometimes, and was why he was arrested three times, but in general, things were always under his control.
After a police raid, Hwoarang found his best friend looking for him.
-So, Hwoarang, did you manage to escape Wulong?-asked Eijiro.
-Of course I did...who do you think I am? Don't forget I'm the best!
-This time was close!
-I know...what about the others?
-They are fine...the police didn't catch them!
-Good...so what's new?
-Two girls arrived in town...they are staying in Makia Hotel...
-They have a room here? On the east side?
-Yep. What are you thinking?
-Let's go pay them a visit! Maybe they'll have some money...want to come?
-Sure!
Julia and Sarah Michelle Chang were settling in. They were Native Americans and went to Japan to bring glory to their family. Their father was a martial arts master in Chinese techniques, and they were in Japan to enter the Iron Fist Tournament. It was important that at least one of the two girls went to the finals. But in the meanwhile they could get more practice from entering another less important tournament, held in Nara. That was why they were in Osaka.
Julia was eighteen years old and she was an Archaeology student in Phoenix University, in Arizona. She was only in the first year, but she was very intelligent, she knew she would pass even if she wouldn't go to classes. In the weekends, Julia was working with her sister Michelle (only their mother called her Sarah), in a research lab in the Pure Whiteness Corporation, an environmental company that was making some efforts to the reforestation of the Arizona lands.
Michelle was twenty years old and she always knew Julia was much more talented for martial arts then she was. In fact, she wasn't sure if she was capable of entering the Iron Fist and passes the preliminaries, but she was determined not to disappoint their father.
They were both unpacking, when they heard someone knock on the door.
-Julia, I think someone is knocking!
-Yes, I know, but it can't be the landlord, I just gave him the money...
When Michelle opened the door, Hwoarang and Eijiro entered without permission.
-Hey...who the hell are you?-Julia asked.-What do you want?
-Nothing...-Hwoarang answered, sitting down on one of the beds.-Lets just talk...you're in my territory, and I think we should get to know each other. You could also offer me a drink!
-Get your ass out of my bed!-said Julia.
-I said I wanted a drink! And don't be like that...I'm a gentleman, I don't harm girls...so I'll give you another chance!
-I hate arrogant men! Now get out, before I kick your arrogant ass!
-You really want to kick my ass!? Are you sure? What's this?
Hwoarang grabbed a medallion and looked at it closely.
-That's my mother's, just give it back...
-Nope...I'm going to keep it...just to remember you!
-Give it back, NOW!
-Girls...I said no boyfriends on the room!-they heard a voice at the door.
-It's the landlord!-said Michelle.-Get out...
-Sure...
Hwoarang and Eijiro jumped out of the window. They were on the first floor, but they didn't get hurt.
-Damn it!-said Julia.-Our first day and we got robbed!
-He was quite handsome, though...-Michelle said, making Julia role her eyes.
-I can't believe you just said that!
TOHOKU
IWATE-SAN
Jin had just arrived in Tono, a small city on the north of Japan. He was looking for a quiet place to stay and hide for a while.
-We are out of rooms, boy...I'm sorry!-said a man.
-What's your name? Where are you from?-asked his wife.
-My name is Kazama Jin...I'm not from around.
-There is an old and little house up the mountain...it's not far from here, but it's a bit isolated!-said the man.
-That's ok by me...-Jin said. He wanted to be isolated from everyone.
-But there's no one there! And the Iwate Mountain is very cold, especially this time of the year.-said the woman.
-That's fine...
-Are you sure? You have to be careful, there are some wild animals up there!-said the man.
-Is there any water?-Jin asked.
-There is an old well, I think it's not dry yet!-answered the man.
-Do you have any warm clothes and any food?-asked the woman.
-No, I don't...
-Wait here...-she ordered.-I'll get you some things!
-It's ok...I don't want to give any trouble! I'll manage...
-Don't be an idiot...besides I couldn't sleep if I would send you up there without food and some blankets...
-Thank you...
-You welcome...
Jin waited for a few minutes, and then he grabbed his bag and headed to the door.
-You have to make some fire!-said the man, before he could leave.-And if you want some tools to fix some things, come down here and I'll help you...
-Ok...thanks, sir...
Jin stayed in the old house. It wasn't that bad after all. He made a fire and remembered the fight he had with Heihachi. Then he thought about the happy days he lived with his parents in Kyushu. It was so weird to be running from his only living parent. That was the reason why Jin decided not to trust a person again. He could only trust in himself.