Without fear or malice for the events to come, Asuka took the stage of fight, a bout would soon begin. The woman took her stance as well. The rain falling on their heads and on the cold ground beneath them as the battle, for one woman's life and the safeness of Asuka's, began its long journey to the middle of nowhere. Various attacks and counter-attacks were portrayed through the onslaught, filled of faith of one's own strength and power.
Asuka was swiftly loosing power but her pride would not allow her to step back. She was tricked into it, really. Paul came up and grasped her from behind, caressing her neck with his soft lips.
"Paul, not now! I'm busy!"
Her words, harsh on Paul's ears, he ignored and slowly stepped forward, claiming his position. Asuka, realizing his tricky ways, stepped back and muttered angrily to herself.
Sometime later, the rain had stopped and all that could be heard were the sounds of heavy breathing from her opponent and Asuka's voice. "Alright a deal's a deal. Now, we would kindly appreciate your end," she said holding her head high.
The woman then lifted her head from the concrete. At first , her eyes still glowed golden, but in a blink or two across her eyes, they were a gorgeous and breathtaking shade of brown.
Asuka rushed over to help her up. "Do you know who you are as of yet?"
"No."
The Kazama girl nodded her head and took the woman by the hand and began walking to Paul's vehicle.
Back at Asuka's home, the unnamed woman looked at the pictures on the mantelpiece. She notice a picture of a woman with similar features to both Asuka and the woman standing before the picture.
"Oh, that's my Auntie, Jun Kazama."
"I've…seen her…before," said the woman.
Asuka closed her eyes and nodded slightly as her Aunt Jun would. "I know who you are."
"I am…Jun Kazama."
Asuka embraced this woman she once knew. "Welcome back, Auntie."