Arrives from the bushes in camouflage
Is the coast clear? Ok good…Look, I know you're all very, VERY angry at me for killing Asuka, but really, this is a STORY and you can't always assume things for sure. You just gotta keep on reading it. OK? So please, no more "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" flames…
Disclaimer: By now you should know that Namco owns all the Tekken characters…right?
Chapter 12 Final Battle
Heihachi looked down at the defeated girl. She was covered in her own blood, and wounds and nasty bruises were all over her. Yet as young and beautiful as she was, it seems that there was nothing more pitiful, more sorrowful, more beautiful then the corpse of what used to be a lively, young radiant girl…it was as if she cast an image of something tragic…something beautiful…
Yet Heihachi looked down at her with hatred and disgust. But furthermore, he was utmost relieved that he was through with the killing of one of his grandchildren.
"Mr. Mishima, Sir," one of the Tekken Forces called out.
Heihachi faced him. "Yes?"
"Sir, we have just received news that your grandson won the fight."
"Did he?" Heihachi said without even asking. A broad sinister smile crept up on his lips. His plan was working.
"Because there are now two fighters left in the tournament," he said, "We must schedule the final battle between me and the runner up (my grandson) for today. Get my limousine ready. I am to go to the forest and face him now."
As he walked away, one Tekken Force stopped him. "What about the body?" he asked.
Heihachi looked back at his dead granddaughter. "Get rid of it," he answered simply.
And yet…all this time, while all the Tekken Forces attention was on Heihachi, a golden-white aurora began to surround her. And very gradually, her wounds, scars, and bruises began to disappear, until soon, she was healed. And going on unnoticed, her skin began to glow. And as Heihachi left, and the Tekken Forces gathered around her, slow – very, very slowly – her eyes slowly opened…
The crowd went wild when Jin Kazama was announced winner. Hwoarang looked up at Jin with pure hatred. Yet he and the screaming crowd did not catch his attention. Something didn't feel right. He couldn't figure it out, but something was definitely not right…
Jin began to search through the sea of fans. Where was she…where was Asuka…?
The referee entered the arena. "Attention please!" he yelled. "We have just received news that Jin is now the only fighter left to face Heihachi Mishima. Jin shall face him once he has arrived."
And all Jin's fans went wild for they either had their bets for him to win the tournament or that Jin was his favorite. But the announcement only confused Jin.
"What about my sister?" he asked the referee. "Isn't she still in the tournament?"
The referee shook his head. "I'm afraid she's been disqualified."
"But…how?"
"I'm not sure. I've been told only this by your grandfather."
Jin's eyebrow's met in puzzlement. How could this be? And…where the hell IS she?
"Wait," he said, "Do you know where she is? I can't find her."
The referee shrugged. "Apparently, she hasn't even seen you fight."
And he walked off, leaving Jin in confusion. She hasn't even seen the match? But then…where did she go?
Jin sat down where he took a long drink of water. Nearby, Hwoarang was sitting down and the paramedics were tending to his injuries.
They caught eye contact with each other. Hwoarang's look was full of plain disbelief and hatred, while Jin's was confused and concerned.
Yeah, yeah, piss off Kazama, Hwoarang bitterly thought, I'll be seeing you in the next tournament…if there will be one…
Full of disgust, Hwoarang looked around. He didn't know why, or for what, but he was trying to spot something…or rather, someone…
Where did that brat go? Hwoarang thought as he searched of Asuka. Didn't even come to congratulate his damned brother…ha, probably went off to get disqualified…but where IS she…?
Twenty minutes later, Heihachi arrived. By now it was dark, and torches were lit up by fire to give light. Hwoarang, now healed, yet disgusted, came to watch the fight.
Heihachi had changed out of his fur coat and into traditional Japanese pants with no shirt. As he entered the stage, the crowd cheered for they knew that the Final Fight was to begin.
Jin went to his grandfather. "Grandpa," he said, "How come Asuka is disqualified? Where is she?"
Heihachi looked away from him as he answered, "I think that she should tell you that herself. In the meant time, she is on her way to Tokyo."
Heihachi faced him. "Enough of this," he said and got into his fighting stance. "It is time."
Jin nodded and got into his fighting stance. Asuka or no Asuka, he still had to face Ogre – by himself. He liked it better this way; he didn't want Asuka to fight with him in the first place. (A/N: awww, so brotherly! LOL yes, I want him to appear that way. 'Cause since they grew up without their father, and their mother died, Jin decided to take on the "older brother-father" role.)
The referee got in between them. "FINAL BATTLE!" he yelled. The crowd went wild.
"Round one…and…FIGHT!" And he blew his whistle. FWEET-FWEET!
Heihachi came at him with a powerful uppercut, which Jin easily dodged. But while he was doing that, Heihachi took the opportunity to do his Demon Scissors. Jin stumbled, but quickly recovered and gave in his Demon Slayer.
While Heihachi was recovering, Jin gave him an almighty Rising Uppercut.
Heihachi was down – down. (A/N: Woo!)
The referee blew his whistle. "JIN KAZAMA WINS ROUND 1!"
They got into their fight stances. "Round 2…and…FIGHT!"
This time, Jin came in with a series of punches. Heihachi got several in the chest and face, but finally blocked the last ones. Heihachi came in with a Jumping Mid Kick, making Jin fall, however, he caught himself, only to receive a Rising Uppercut.
The referee blew his whistle once more. "HEIHACHI MISHIMA WINS ROUND 2!"
"FINAL ROUND…and…FIGHT!"
Heihachi came at him with a few of his own punches. Jin easily blocked this, and gave in his own Kazama-style Demon Slayer. While Heihachi was getting up, Jin attacked him once more with his Tooth Fairy.
Heihachi was down, but just as the referee began counting, he stood up, ready to fight. Heihachi ran to him with a Demon Uppercut. Jin was down, however, not for long. He attacked his grandfather with a series of punches and finally, one last Demon Slayer. As Heihachi began to fall, Jin finished off with a Dragon Fist Uppercut.
The referee blew his whistle for the last time. "K.O!" he shouted. "JIN KAZAMA WINS!"
A man in a business suit handed him a large check of 1 billion U.S. dollars, and a gold trophy of Heihachi's head with the words "King of Iron Fists." (A/N: yes, it IS his head a the trophy…jeeze, who would want to keep his ugly face?)
The referee yelled over the audience, "THE WINNER OF THE IRON FISTS TOURNAMENT IS…JIN KAZAMA!"
Jin took the trophy and nodded to his grandfather, who looked positively proud. "JIN KAZAMA IS THE KING OF IRON FISTS!"
Heihachi walked over to Jin, with a broad grin on his face. "Finally," he said, with a look of satisfaction.
Well, what do you think? Sorry if it was a little short. But I just wanted to get it over with! And sorry that it took so long to update. I was already done yesterday, and when I went to go and check it, the computer deleted half of it! Man, I really got to learn how to save…
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