The night was dark and the wind was blowing. Through the dark shadows of pedestrians walking through the busy streets of Shinjuku, there was a woman wearing all white with a baby in her arms. She arrive at the door and knocked at it. Soon, a woman in her twenties looked back at her.

"Are you sure about this Jun?" the woman who opened the door asked.

"Yes, please..take care of Kyosuke for me.." she asked

"I will, what about your daughter.." she said pointing at Jun's stomach which was sticking out a little

"I'm giving Asuka away to a family in Tokyo." she said, her eyes being glazed with tears.

"Sayonara....Kazama, Kyo" she said then left with tears in her eyes.

Dream End

"No!" Kyosuke yelled jumping up from his bed. Sweat drenching his face and his breathing a little deep. His senses were side tracked as an intense buring on his forearms and chest came. His yells were louder as he went to the bathroom to see what was going on. His face was in shock as he saw red tribal marks on his chest, arms, and back. The pain was overwhelming as he fell on the floor.

"W-what's wrong with me.." he said then passed out

Tokyo, Japan

A bright day with a few clouds were being admired at from a girl at a school building below. She had brown hair and was wearing a white dress shirt covered with a yellow school vest. Her blue skirt was waving back and forth from the wind. "Hey Asuka! Hurry up and you'll be late for biology class!" yelled a blonde girl. "Coming!" she replied then ran her way to her best friend. Her name was Asuka Kazama. She was adopted at a young age and she can't remember her past. Asuka and her friend walked in the classroom and was greeted by the teacher. The class was about 45 minutes long and the bell rung. Asuka was on her way to the dojo where one of her grandfather's students came running to her.

"Asuka! Come to the dojo quick!" he cried

"What's wrong Kasuki!" she said worried about her friend

"Your grandfather was murdered!" he said on the verge of tears, and ran back

That was all the information she need as she flew past the student going full speed to the dojo. After five minutes, she arrived at the dojo to see her grandfather was indeed on the floor dead. Her face looked horrified as she looked around at the group of students.

"Who did this!" she yelled, tearsd coming out of her eyes

"Asuka!" a woman's voice called

"Mom! What happened here!?" she asked

"A tall chinese man came here to fight your grandfather, he did well but the chinese man had youth on his side and killed him. Here.. your grandfather recieved this in the mail today and wanted you to see it." she said handing the letter to Asuka. She took the letter and looked at the bold letters on the front of it.

Asuka Kazama: King Of The Iron Fist Tournament

Her face expression changed as she looked at her mother. "Your grandfather wanted you to go to the tournament, honor him by participating. I also heard the man who killed him was also participating. Fight him and bring us Justice!" her mother said hugging Asuka.

"I will mother! I will!" she said running off and grabbing her gym bag with one hand while the other hand had the tournament letter.

Shinjuku-Ku, Tokyo

The sky was dark and the night was clear. The towers around the city area were lit up like christmas lights. The man was 20 years old. Well, not man, he was a teenager or still acted like one. He wore a black hooded jacket with a symbol of neon red wings on the back, black pants with neon red flames on the right pant leg, and a pair of black skate shoes. He layed on top of the of the building looking at the stars. He ruffled his black hair in which then fell over his eyes. He couldn't sleep, each time he tried to he would have visions of a man who turned into a purple being with wings, a devil, he thought. Sometimes he would see a woman in all white, when he saw her, it was comforting, but he didn't understand what it all meant.

"Hey Kyosuke, what's wrong?" a woman's voice asked

"I don't know mom, why is my last name Kazama?" he asked

"Because that was the last name of your mother who gave you to us.."

"Really?"

"Yes..she was a kind woman, she wore all white when she came to see us, she looked like an angel."

"What was her name?"

"Jun..Jun Kazama.."

"Jun Kazama.." he repeated to himself

"Did you train today?" she asked looking over at him

"Yeah, I did.. That's another thing..how did I learn the Kazama Style Karate?"

"Your real father taught us.."

"What's his name?"

"Kazuya Mishima.."

"Thats weird..weren't they married?"

"I don't think so.."

"Arrgh! I have so many questions that need answering!" he yelled

"Yeah, I guess you do..here, we received this in the mail today." she said giving him the letter. He looked at it then turned it over to see the bold letters.

Kyosuke Kazama: King Of The Iron Fist Tournament

"Go Kyo..you will find all the answers at the tournament."

"Thank you.. I need to know about my past and who I really am.."

"I understand.. be careful..the burning pain might get stronger."

"I know.. there's something inside me getting stronger and I have no way to stop it.."

"I know.. but you'll find out soon enough..now go.."

"Alright..i'll see you later.." he said going to his room grabbing his gym back and making his way to the train station.

Mt. Fuji

Up in the quiet mountains, the sounds of a fist hitting a punching bag was heard.The man making the noise was the 21 year old Jin Kazama. He was punching the bag with ferocity and making swift kicks. He kicked the bag one last time splitting it in half. He was introduced again with the burning pain of the tribal marks.

"The Devil gene..it's getting stronger.." he muttered.

The pain was getting intense but he was stronger and fought it out. After a couple minutes getting his breath, he walked over to his bag to see a letter. He threw the towel to the side and stared at the letter for a couple minutes until curiosity got the better of him to turn it around to see the bold letters.

Jin Kazama: King Of The Iron Fist Tournament

He stared at the letter for a couple more minutes until a smile came across his face. He could find outa way to fight the Devil gene by entering the tournament and also have a rematch with the red headed Korean named Hwoarang. He put the letter in his gym bag and made his way to the train station.

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