TEKKEN 6: A NEW LEGACY CHAPTER 3
Here's chappy 3 sorry I put chapter 1 and 2 separately, it may be because I got used to the style of separately putting chapters in the last Fanfic website, I really have to get used to the chapter uploading here in Sorry if you feel bad, but thanx for reading, don't worry I'll learn to do it. Disclaimer (Finally): I don't own anything I put in this story.
Jin folded the newspaper, and shoved it into his pocket. He continued to walk, until the sight of his Condo building caught his eye, with that he knew he was a few kilometers away from home. Shinoreken's Condo's were not worth the payment; at least this was what Jin thought. The clerk's desk was just a preview of what you will see next, it was full of dust and lime and the wood seemed half eaten by termites, "Mail for you, Mr. Kazama", said Jeng, the desk clerk. You could see from her face, that Jeng was getting old, she had Auburn hair with a shade of gray in the middle, she wore old contact lenses and a dusty little pink blouse and a blue skirt with a flowery design, she said she had been working her for 20 years now, Jin wondered how could she keep up with all this mess.
"I'll pick it up later", he said, sounding depressed. "Something was wrong with him", Jeng thought, Jin walked slowly up the wooden stairs as he felt that they were about to crack, after a few minutes he finally got up to the first floor, where his condo door was.
His was no. 23 he grabbed the key stacked in his left pocket, he inserted it at the door lock and turned the knob; his Condo was visible. From the living room, you would say that this room was one hell of a mess, shards of what looked like coke bottles lay broken on the floor, glasses half filled with Coke (copyright) and a pile of dirty old clothes, that Jin was planning to donate to the children's organization near by, lay messed up on the floor (which had no carpet). Suddenly the phone began to ring, Jin hurriedly answered it. "Hello?" "Sir, sorry to disturb you butcould you get your mail down here?" Spoke Jeng in her usual squeaky voice. "Oh, sure I'll be right down, bye" with that, he hung up. He rushed down to the desk clerk, "Where's my mail?" "Oh, here it is Mr. Kazama", Jeng had handed him the mail stamped in an original Japanese Lion stamp. He rushed back to his condo room, to read his mail, leaving the door open. He ripped the envelope apart, and inside he saw two tickets and a message written in clear,
Looping, writing;
Jin,
Inside, you will find two tickets, one is for you and the other one is for your cousin, Asuka. These tickets, as you know, are for the king of Iron Fist Tournament. And you also know that your not only going to watch it, your gonna experience it. Oh, and one more thing, be sure to wear your biker shirt and blue flame pants it's better, so they won't Suspect you HAHAHAHA! Hope to see you there
Your Loving grandfather,
Heihachi. (PS: TRAIN WELL, the tournament date is on april 12, hoping to see you there)
"DAMN! I forgot about that", Jin said angrily, "Damn you Heihachi! May you burn and rot in hell!" He shouted again, bumping and Breaking some of his vases, after a few minutes, he calmed down. "Well that's life for you, I'd better train", he said, sounding depressed. With that, he headed for the nearby Dojo, to spar with the Dojo master.