Heihachi Mishima sat at his large, wooden desk at Mishima headquarters in Japan. Mishima Corp. was a huge conglomerate that was best known for hosting the Tekken tournaments, and Heihachi owned it all.
He kicked his feet up and put them on the desk while smoking a thick brown cigar. Just when he had lapsed into a daydream, a knock at his door brought him back to reality.
"Who is it?" Heihachi barked, somewhat irritated that his peace had been disturbed.
"Mail." A voice from the other side of the door called.
"Come in."
One of Heihachi's many guards entered the room and handed the old man a bunch of envelopes. Heihachi looked through at each of the envelopes.
"Matsunobe Communications, Watanabe Electric Enterprises, Heroshi Investments Corp, all junk mail." Heihachi threw each of the envelopes aside, but one caught his attention. "Hey, it's that Hawaiian vacation sweepstakes!" Heihachi haphazardly tore open the envelope and his eyes widened with excitement. "I won! I won an all-expense paid vacation to Hawaii for a month!"
"What are you so excited about, you old fool? If you get any more excited, you're going to have a heart attack." A familiar voice said. Lee Chaolan walked into Heihachi's office, leaned against a wall, and folded his arms. Normally, Heihachi would get after Lee for not knocking, but he was in too good a mood to get upset at Lee. "You have enough money to pay for an entire lifetime's vacation there for the whole country of Japan."
"Can't resist a free vacation, boy!" Heihachi replied. "This will do me good, get some fresh air and some piece and quiet."
"You must be joking. How do you know it's not some conspiracy to get you out in the open where a hitman can snipe your wrinkly face right off your head? Not that I care. Shouldn't you be spending your time with more worthwhile things? Like social security?"
"Social security? Bah! I'm only 85. Social security's for old people."
Lee unfolded his arms and set himself straight again. "Do as you wish, it's none of my concern. The sooner you die, the sooner I can take over Mishima Zaibatsu."
"Ha! Kazuya will kill before that happens. Now get out of my sight! Your insolence sickens me." Heihachi pointed to his door, a reasonable exit for Lee.
"Kazuya is nothing more than a pretentious fool. He does not concern me." Lee said, and he left the room.
"Somebody needs to slap the impertinence out of that cocky brat." Heihachi said. "Anyway, my plane leaves at noon tomorrow. Make preparations."
"Yes sir." The guard said, and he left the office, leaving Heihachi at peace once again.
"Ah, Hawaii. I can hardly wait." Heihachi said to himself. "The calm sound of the waves crashing up against the beach, the warm sunlight, and best of all, the resorts and I have all the money in the world."