The dark orange sun was slowly descending behind the gigantic buildings. The afternoon had passed and the clearless, midnight blue sky was arriving. The lights that were apparent in thebuildings were turning off one by one. The only building that was shining bright was the arena for the King of Iron Fist Tournament..

Tekken 6: Revolution - Chapter 11: Rise Of The Dragon

The crowd was going wild as the contestants entered the stadium. Each of them stood off to somewhat of a distant location as the screen lit up with the matches for the night.

Marshall Law vs Bruce Irving

Kuma vs Paul Phoenix

Steve Fox vs Nina Williams

Kazuya Mishima vs Craig Marduk

"All right everybody! We have another four fighter line up! Can Marshall Law and Bruce Irving please report to the center arena."

Marshall Law cracked a smile as he made his way to the cage

"Be careful dad!" Forest called

"Don't worry, remember, concentration is key." he replied with quick flick of the wrist

Once he entered, he saw his opponent Bruce already waiting

"I'm your worst nightmare.." Bruce warned

"Actions speak louder than words my friend.." Marshall replied, giving a high kick with the Bruce Lee shout

Everyone was paying good attention to this fight, especially Kyo.

"Single Round..Ready..Go!"

"You're dead!" Bruce called out, as he sprinted to the chinese chef

The kickboxer threw a hard roundhouse, that was easily dodged. Marshall retaliated with four quick machine gun like punches, followed by a hard uppercut that sent his opponent into the air.

"No way.." Kyo mused, his eyes were plastered on the fight

"Why you little-" Bruce sneered, sprinting at him again

"Wa-tah!" Marshall cried as he executed a strong back hand, his opponent skidding across the floor. Bruce hadn't laid a finger on him yet, which only made him get angrier. He roared as he made a final dash towards the chinese man who seemed to be crouching, his whole body was shaking.

"Haa..." Two glowing, orange balls started to revolve around the chinese man as his right fist began to glow a firey orange. When Bruce closed the distance between the two, he unleashed his devestating attack.

"Wa-Tah-woo!" he cried has his charged fist, slammed into Bruce's chest, sending him flying back against the fence. He slowly slumped to the ground as he went out of conciousness.

"Winner..Marshall Law!"

The crowd went wild as he walked off the stage..

"No way..that was awesome!" Kyo's eyes lit up like he was in a toy store

"That was impressive." Kazuya agreed, his arms crossed his chest

"That was awesome dad!" Forest shouted

"That what training and hard work gets you, isn't that right Paul." Marshall replied

"Yeah, always work hard and maybe you be on our level someday." he answered

"Right." Forest agreed

"Can Kuma and Paul Phoenix please report to the center arena." the announcer's voice blared through the speakers

"You can do this Paul." Marshall said

"I hope so..I want to prove myself." he replied, before walking off

As he made his way to the arena, his eyes were locked on one person...

Kazuya..

He wanted to fight the Japanese man so badly, he was the only one to have a draw with him. Their level was on par with each other, but his overconfidence cost him the title last year. Now he's stronger than ever, both physically and mentally, and he's going to prove the world.

Kazuya gave a nod to his rival, in which Paul returned the gesture

"What was that about?" Asuka asked

"We had a powerful rivalry with each other." he replied

"What do you mean?" Jamie was interested as well

"He was the only man ever, to have a draw against me." he finished

"Whoa.." Kyo, Jamie, and Asuka said in unison. Usually, a draw wouldn't mean much, but having a draw against Kazuya Mishima meant you were one of the toughest competetors in the Iron Fist Tournament.

Paul set foot in the caged arena, and stared down his most hated opponent..Kuma.

"I..will not..lose again." he stated

"Single Round..Ready..Go!"

Kuma roared as it charged at Paul

"Yeah, that's it. I will show you the power of the Phoenix!" he roared charging at the bear

Kuma gave a claw slice which Paul ducked. He gave two hard jabs in the gut followed by an over-the-shoulder throw. Kuma rose once again and tackled Paul. It gave a couple strong punches that connected against Paul's chin, but that didn't break his determination. He kicked the bear off him and unleashed a strong six hit combo. The bear stumbled back a bit, but growled as it rolled into a big fur ball. It started to spin as it dashed towards him. He went into a crouched stance as a firey orange aura drifted from his body, his whole right arm glowed orange as his feet crushed and sinked into the concrete below.

"Feel my rage! Phoenix smasher!" He roared as he threw his legendary punch, it connected against the gigantic fur ball and sent it sailing against the fence far away.

"Winner..Paul Phoenix!"

"Yeah! Osu!" He cried as he pumped his fist in the air

The crowd cheered his name as he walked off the stage, his eyes trailed back to Kazuya as he gave a smirk. The smirk was returned as Kazuya added a nod. Kyo's eyes seemed like as if he was in shock, the moves he just witnessed from both Marshall and Paul were amazing. Maybe he too could learn those moves, besides, Jin had a mixture of regular karate and the Mishima Style as well when he turned into Devil form. He ran over to Marshall and Paul with hope.

"Hey, you guys gotta teach me those arts!" he practically shouted

"Whoa buddy, those moves took hard work and intense training." Paul stated

"I'm up for a challenge, and i'm dedicated in my work ethics." he begged

"Hmm..you do have potential, and you skills are impressive. Alright, we'll teach you."

"Really?"

"Yes, and you and Forest can be sparring partners." he replied

"Thank you! When do we start?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Alright, see you then." he replied, running back to his friends

"Are you sure about this Marshall?" Paul asked, he didn't have anything against the japanese boy, but the training he had to go through would be tough

"Yes, I don't know how I can really put this..but I know he can master the technique. Forest has almost mastered his." Marshall replied

"Hmm..I don't know, what if he quits on us?" Paul asked again

"Don't worry, I know quitters when I see one." he cracked a smile with the response

"What does that mean?" Paul was confused

"Have you ever mastered that back flip we learned at the dojo?" he asked

"Uh...heh..no.." Paul admitted

"Like I said, I know quitters when I see one." he repeated

"Hey!"


Kyo returned to the group just as Steve exited the arena

"What did I miss?" he asked

"Well, Steve just won against Nina."

"Aww I missed it!" he sighed

"Well here's the highlights of the match." Jamie spoke

Steve entered the arena to see Nina standing patiently on the other side. There was still the rumor in his head that Nina was his mother, but when he heard word that he was created in the Mishima labs, he didn't know what to believe.

"Are you my mother?" he asked

"To be honest, I don't know either." she replied

His eyes fell to the floor as confusion gripped him once again

"Let's just fight Steve, maybe you can find your answers later." she replied getting into stance

He didn't reply, but got into his stance as well..


"That must've been intense.." Kyo thought outloud "Are you OK?" he asked to Steve

"Yeah, don't worry about me mate." Steve replied, his grin evident

"Now, let's finish the night with the last, and probably most wanted match for today's line up. Kazuya Mishima and Craig Marduk, please enter the arena."

"Yeah! All this waiting made my neck all sore." was Craig's response as he walked to the ring

Kazuya walked to the arena as well, his outfit consisted of black shades, a black longsleeve dress shirt which was untucked, and dark blue jeans with his red sneakers. He entered the ring to see Craig showing his arrogant ass off.

"Get your cameras ready folks' this ain't gonna take long." he told, as he flexed his muscles. He looked at Kazuya and sneered

"I'll break your face." he threatned by smacking his fists together

The comment made Kazuya to chuckle a bit, as he stuffed his hands into his pockets

"You've never had a round with a Mishima, have you?" he questioned

"Never, that's why i'm going to be famous taking you down." he replied, pumping his hands into the air

"That's why you're ignorant, if you fought anyone of us, you would have given up by now." he countered

"Given up? Ha! Craig Marduk never gives up..to anyone!" he roared the last part as he charged at Kazuya

"Hmph! I'll show you why contestants fear the name...Mishima." He adjusted his shades one last time as he got into stance

"Let's go.."

"Single Round..Ready..Go!"

Craig threw a wide hook in which Kazuya easily dodged by crouching, he gave his opponent a fierce punch in the ribs, stunning the huge man. He then executed his "Spinning Demon" (I think that's the name.), his spinning kicks had connected every time. Marduk's body hit the floor as Kazuya stood there once again, bored, with his hands in his pockets.

"You cheap little-" Craig muttered

"Cheap? Hmph! The reason your face met the ground is that you have no talent in the fighting arts at all, you're just another talentless loser trying to become famous, this is my ring, get out." he replied, his voice was cold as he crossed his arms again.

"Arrggh! You're dead!" he roared once again as he sprinted at the Japanese man. Kazuya ran foreward as well and executed his dragon uppercut, catching Marduk in the chin. The impact of the blow made him go sailing across the ring and hit the hard concrete floor below. Blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth as he eyes slowly closed.

"Winner..Kazuya Mishima."

"Hmph, be grateful I didn't use my lightning uppercut, I was feeling generous today." he said to the uncounsious Marduk before walking away

His eyes met with Paul once again, the edge of his wrath never losing it's coldness

"Hmph! Cocky bastard.." Paul snorted, crossing his arms

"Alright folks! That was the matches for tonight! Be sure to be present in two days to see the next battles." the announcer informed before walking off the stage.

The group made their way to the hotel, Kyo in the lead who wastalking to Kaori

"Hey Kyo, why are you walking so fast?" Hwoarang asked,

"I need to get to bed early, I have a big day ahead of me tommorow." he replied, a smile on his face

It was true though, once they had entered the hotel, Kyo and Kaori went to bed early. Kyo's reason was because of the training he was going to receive, and Kaori's was because she had her own 'thing' to do tommorow as well.

(Next Day.. That was fast)

The bright morning sun had arrived as it shone through the blinds, the sunlight revealed that there was an empty space on a white sheeted mattress. Kaori breathed in softly as she curled herself into the sheets.

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"I'm here sensei!" Kyo said, jogging into the park

"Good now here's your first test." Marshall said, placing a bigtree trunkin between them

"What's that for?" Kyo asked, bewildered by the trunk, and the strength that Marshall used to hold it

"Well this is going to determine your will, and determination." he informed, patting the trunk like a dog

"Alright, what do I do?"

"Punch the tree trunk.." he replied

"That's it.. easy.." Kyo said confidently, striking it

"A thousand times.." Marshall finished, walking away

"What! I'm supposed to punch this for one-thousand times!" he cried

"That's why it will test your will." Marshall replied, his figure dissapering into the trees

Kyo gave an somber sigh as he punched the vertical log

"1...2..3...4..."