Author's notes: Hello, update time again. I could use some more reviews to keep this story going if possible. Anyways, thanks, and I hope you enjoy this next chapter.

Julia's kindness and warm hospitality was more than enough to please just about anyone. Christie was thankful that she had met such a kind and thoughtful person. In some ways, Julia reminded her of her grandfather in female form, always being kind and considerate towards others. It was ironic, for Christie usually never compared anyone to her grandfather before. Julia must of have been very special to her for that to happen.

As the days went on, there was some curiosity about Julia's loneliness. It was a little odd how such a beautiful woman like herself could be so alone in the world. She was talented in many ways and could do a lot to impress. She had a reasonability good amount of knowledge consisting of such things as nature and deforestation as well as treating wounds and cooking exceptional meals. It appeared like there was no end to what she could do.

Everyday, Christie learned something new about Julia. She was like an interesting book that couldn't be put down or closed. But Christie wasn't willing to just learn things from Julia, but she also wanted to share things with her too. Back and forth the conversations from the two ladies went with each giving specific details of their lives, likes and dislikes. They spent hours talking and wanting to learn as much as they could about each other.

Christie's explanation of Capira really intrigued Julia to learn the art. But Christie warned that it wasn't easy and how rough it was for her to learn it, of course she failed to mention that was back when she was a little girl. Julia didn't mind the required time and practice that it would take being able to learn the basics. Looking forward to it, she spaced out all the furniture in the room to have enough space to try it.

"It's like dancing," Christie explained. "Capoeira possesses a very unique style that brings together beauty and power, developing mental balance, physical conditioning, self-defense, music and a profound sense of art, all at once."

Julia tried to get it right, but would always wind up messing up or hurting herself on the floor. It was more difficult than she had imagined.

"I can't do this. I stink," moaned Julia.

"Here, watch me," advised Christie.

First, Christie moved her legs and arms around slowly, crouching close to the marbled floor. Placing two hands on the ground, she swung her legs around in a spiral fashion and then flipped herself back to her feet.

"There. Now, can you do that?"

Julia looked at Christie like she was crazy for a second before letting out an embarrassed chuckle, feeling she couldn't do anything like what was just demonstrated.

"How are you able to do all of that?"

"I use to practice with my grandfather and Edd…"

Christie broke into silence, starting to release tears from her eyes after bringing up the two most important people in her life. The mentioning of her Grandfather and Eddie made her depressed and angry, reacting to the unfairness of their death. All the time, she used to practice Capoeira with them both, but couldn't no longer.

Before shedding her tears, Christie asked Julia if she could be alone for a while, then retreated to the bathroom. She missed both Eddie and her Grandfather and was still finding hard to cope with their deaths, but as she cried, a familiar voice called out to her. It came from outside the window Julia had left open to get some fresh air in. The voice sounded deep and a little raspy, similar to Eddie's voice.

"Christie, Christie," the voice called.

Christie held her tears back and walked towards the opened window. The calling got louder and louder with every taken step she took. The voice sounded exactly like Eddie's. Climbing out of the window, Christie followed the voice. Outside it was dark out and close to midnight with the full moon shining bright, but Christie did not care about the time, only about following the voice that called out to her. She walked down the empty, quiet streets and past the nightly covenant stores that remained open. Not one person was seen walking about on the gray streets or sidewalk. Finally, the voice stopped calling when she came to a large vacant lot.

Christie spun around circling the area looking for signs of life, but found nothing. She started to think that maybe the calling voice was all in her mind and she was going mental. There was no doubt she missed Eddie and her Grandfather, but hearing their voices call out to her was too much to be considered sane, at least so she thought. When Christie made an attempt to walk away, an actual voice spoke to her from behind.

"Hello Christie," said the voice.

Christie turned the other way around and saw someone coming towards her. With his face shrouded in darkness, the Brazilian couldn't make out the stranger until he stepped closer into the moonlight.

"Eddie?" Christie murmured. "Eddie! I can't believe its you!"

Christie rushed up and hugged the dark skinned male, wrapping her arms tightly around his upper body. She couldn't believe it; she thought her eyes were deceiving her. This had to be a dream that couldn't be real. To be sure, Christie pinched herself on the cheek and found out she was awake and not dreaming after all.

"Eddie, I can't believe its you. I have so much to tell you."

"As do I," he whispered back.

Back at Julia's home

Julia started to worry over Christie and wanted to cheer her up in the best way possible. She came over to the bathroom door and knocked with a soft tap but heard no response.

"Christie, are you ok? I understand there may be something's you don't want to share with me, but it doesn't quite hurt to at least talk about it. You've been in there for an hour now."

There was still no response. Julia then thought Christie was taking things way too hard with not wanting to reply. All she knew was this depression had something to do with her grandfather and a guy named Eddie. Sitting in the bathroom moping wasn't going to solve anything so Julia thought, being unaware that Christie wasn't even inside the house.

"I never seen somebody get so upset over something. It must be a family issue," Julia thought, fidgeting with her glasses.

tekkenlover: not bad its getting so interested i cant wait for the next chapter, your are welcome for the complient no problem i wonder what Christie is going to do and thats good Raven is looking out for her cool julia is here cool plz make more thank you )

Author's reply: I'm glad you like it so far. Good to know I have secured one person to my story so far. I hope I get more. Thanks for the kind words. I knew you'd like Julia being in the story, but she was already planned to be apart of it anyway. There will be other Tekken characters in the story as well, but I won't say which ones.