Pocahontas

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters—they belong to Namco (Tekken) and Disney (Pocahontas).

Summary: A group of English settlers, namely Mishima Corporation, embark on a journey in search to discover the 'New World'. The ship lands on a peaceful land, and they start digging in hope to find gold. A brave captain decides to take a look around the place—only to meet a native, the daughter of the chief of her tribe. The two fall in love, and they continue to see each other, despite the warnings given by their friends. But when an unexpected death of a member of her tribe, which results in him being held prisoner, the Indian princess must convince both sides before her true love dies by sunrise.

A/N: Right, I know what you're thinking… Disney and Tekken don't go together, right? Well, what if we use the most popular couple and blend their chemistry to create a remake of this tragic and spirited tale? Time and places used are exactly the same as used in the Disney movie—however, dialogues and scripts might be diferrent. Please R & R. Enjoy!

Note: Words in italics are meant to be singing/humming. Some Native American language (historically, Powhatan language) words are used here. Translations can be found by the footnote.

The Council Meeting

"All right! This one's ready to hoist!"

"Two on each side. Ready now. Push!"

"Watch it. It's slippery!"

"Come on, lads. It's only a little picket fence," Bryan commented. It was raining, but the men were busy building up tents and setting up large fence around their campsite.

"Steady. Steady." Paul added. "There you go. That'll keep everything out, eh, Hwoarang?" Wiping the sweat on his forehead, he turned to the red-headed Korean.

"Something wrong, Hwoarang?" Jin asked curiously.

The captain turned around. "What?"

"You've been awfully quiet the last few days."

Eddy laughed. "Oh, he's just mad that he missed all the action."

"Ah, don't worry, man. You'll get your chance to deal with the Indians," Bryan said, patting Hwoarang on the back.

"Yeah, we'll take care of them like we did last time, eh, mates?" Steve grinned to his friends. He grabbed a musket and hummed. "We shot ourselves an Injun or maybe two or three."

"All right, you howling nutter, get to work!" Paul growled, kicking Steve on the butt. Steve scowled.

"Come on, Paul. It's just a little fun," he complained, rubbing his sore bottom.

Paul rolled his eyes, and continued sarcastically, "Oh, sure, we're having loads of fun, right?" He gestured at the dirt on their hands and feet. "Look at us. No gold, no food. While Kazuya sits up in his tent all day, happy as a clam." He pointed to a larger tent in the corner.

Kazuya scrunched up the map in his hands. "I am doomed!" he groaned. "I should be wallowing in riches by now and I haven't found as much as a speck!" Scratching his head, he smoothed out the map, and focused on their location. "Think. Think! It's got to be around here somewhere. Where could it be? I've mined the forests and the hills and the swamps. And nothing! Why can't I find it? What am I overlooking?"

The tent doorflap opened so suddenly, and a flash stroke the sky for a split second. Kazuya turned around, and jumped.

It was Lee, and he had an arrow stabbed through his head! "I—I—" He fell weakly, and stood up while pulling out the 'arrow' which turned out to be a fake one, strapped around his silver hair. "I made it myself," he grinned proudly.

Kazuya rolled his eyes, mad. "Take that silly—" He went on to take the arrow from Lee's hand, but his expression turned firm. "Of course! The Indians." It seemed like an idea had struck him. "Lee, why do you think those insolent heathens attacked us?"

"Because we invaded their land and cut down their trees and dug up their earth?"

"It's the gold! They have it and they don't want us to take it from them," Kazuya said, putting on his jacket. "Well, I'll just have to take it by force then, won't I?" He looked outside, and stared at Jin. "You there! Where's Captain Hwoarang?"

Jin responded, "Well, he's gone."

Kazuya exploded. "Well, then go get him for heaven's sake!"

"What if we run into the Indians?" Jin asked.

"That's what guns are for." Kazuya narrowed his eyes. "Now arm yourselves and get moving!"

In the village cornfield…

"Julia."

Michelle checked on her daughter, who was busy harvesting ripe corns with Xiaoyu. "You should be inside the village."

Julia smiled reassuringly. "We'll be all right."

"We're gathering food for when the warriors arrive," Xiaoyu grinned.

Michelle smiled. "Don't go far. Now is not the time to be running off."

"Yes, Mother," Julia responded.

"When I see you wear that necklace... you look just like your grandmother," Michelle added, sighing.

Julia's eyes dropped. "I miss her." Xiaoyu looked at her sympathetically.

"But she is still with us." Michelle gestured to the wind. "Whenever the wind moves through the trees, I feel her presence. Our people looked to her for wisdom and strength. Someday they will look to you as well."

"I would be honoured by that," Julia said.

"You shouldn't be out here alone. I'll send for Bruce." With that, Michelle left.

As Julia watched her mother's departure, Xiaoyu placed her hands on her hips. She was frowning. "All right. What is it?"

Julia turned around, surprised. "What?"

"You're hiding something." Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes.

Julia shook her head. "I'm not hiding anything."

"Julia, you can tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone." Just as Xiaoyu was begging Julia to tell her, Hwoarang stepped out of the corn plants. Her eyes widened. "Julia, look! It's one of them! I'm going to get—" Before she could say anymore, Julia placed her hand on Xiaoyu's mouth, gagging her.

"What are you doing here?" Julia asked in a whisper, clearly not believing her eyes.

"I had to see you again," Hwoarang responded, smiling innocently.

"Huh?" Xiaoyu mumbled in disbelief.

"Julia. Julia?" It was Bruce. And from the sound of his footsteps, he was heading their way!

Julia released Xiaoyu. "Please, don't say anything. Quick, this way." She and Hwoarang slipped into the corn trees and disappeared.

Xiaoyu was agape. "But—"

"Xiaoyu." Bruce stared at her.

"Huh?"

"Where is Julia?"

Xiaoyu bit her mouth, but pretended to keep harvesting corns. "I— haven't seen her," she replied.

Bruce sighed. "Julia can't keep running off. It's dangerous out there." As he said this, Xiaoyu glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. "Tell her that. She listens to you." With this, he left.

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes skeptically. "Huh. Sure she does." She took her basket and left the cornfield.

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"This place is incredible."

Julia was showing Hwoarang around, and already the captain was amazed at his surroundings. He and Julia were at Grandmother Willow's place.

"And to think we came all this way just to dig it up for gold," Hwoarang muttered to himself.

"Gold?" Julia asked. "What's gold?"

Hwoarang turned to her. "You know, it's, uh—it's, it's yellow." He was struggling to give Julia descriptions of gold, gesturing with his hands. "It comes out of the ground. It's really valuable."

Julia smiled. "Oh! Here, we have lots of it. Gold." She searched her purse and took out a corn.

Hwoarang smirked. "No. Gold is this." He took a gold coin from his bag.

Julia narrowed her eyes a he sight of the object. "Hmm. There's nothing like that around here."

"No gold?" Hwoarang confirmed, a bit surprised.

"Not that I've seen."

The redhead guy laughed to himself. "All this way for nothing. Well, those boys are in for a big surprise."

"Will they leave?" Julia asked.

"Some of them might."

"Will you go home?" As she was asking this, Julia's face showed a hint of fear and sadness.

"Well, it's not like I have much of a home to go back to." Hwoarang shrugged. "I've never really belonged anywhere."

"You could belong here," Julia smiled.

"What was that?" Hwoarang asked, suddenly cautious.

"Did you see something?"

Hwoarang shook his head, looking tired. "No. No. I just, uh—I— I didn't see anything, did I?"

Julia held back a laugh. "Look again."

"Let it break upon you

Like a wave upon the sand

Hello, Hwoarang." The centre of the old willow tree began to form into a face.

Hwoarang frowned. "Julia, that tree is talking to me."

"Then you should talk back."

"Don't be frightened, young man. My bark is worse than my bite," Grandmother Willow said. Roo and Mokujin exchanged doubtful looks.

"Say something," Julia urged him.

"What do you say to a tree?" Hwoarang asked, confused.

"Anything you want," Julia replied, pushing the redhead in front of the tree.

Hwoarang scratched his head, awkward. "So. uh—"

"Come closer, Hwoarang." Grandmother Willow used her branch to draw him closer. She peered closely. "He has a good soul. And he's handsome too."

"Oh, I like her," Hwoarang said, grinning.

"I knew you would." Julia grinned back.

"Hwoarang! Hwoarang! Where are you, mate?" It was Paul and Steve! They'd been sent to search for Hwoarang, who'd been missing.

"We can't let them see us," Hwoarang said.

"Quick! Over here." Grandmother Willow dragged them behind the tree, unseen to both men.

"This place gives me the creeps. Savages could be hiding anywhere," Steve shivered.

"Aye. Well, if you spot one, don't ask questions. Just shoot," Paul said. As soon as he said this, Grandmother Willow raised one of her roots off the ground and tripped him over.

"Watch your feet, you big oaf!" Paul yelled angrily.

"It wasn't me. It was the tree," Steve defended himself.

Paul rolled his eyes. "Oh, of course! The tree just felt like lifting its roots and—" As he was saying this, Grandmother Willow lifted her roots again, right in front of their very own eyes.

Paul and Steve exchanged terrified looks. "Let's get out of here." Grandmother Willow slashed their butts with her vines—"Run!"—sending the two running for their lives.

"But what about Hwoarang?"

"He's a big lad. He can take care of himself!" The two seemed to forget all about Hwoarang's safety.

Hwoarang sighed in relief. "I'm glad you're on our side."

"There's still some snap in these old vines," Grandmother Willow commented.

Hwoarang turned to Julia. "I'd better get back before they send the whole camp out after me."

"When will I see you again?" Julia asked.

"Meet me tonight. Right here." He two exchanged quick hugs, and Hwoarang left with Mokujin following after him.

"Well, I haven't had this much excitement in years," Grandmother Willow said.

Julia sighed. "What am I doing? I shouldn't be seeing him again. I mean, I want to see him again."

"Who wouldn't? I want to see him again," Grandmother Willow smiled at her.

"But still, something inside is telling me it's the right thing," Julia said.

"Perhaps it's your dream."

Julia looked at the tree. "My dream? Do you think he's the one the spinning arrow was pointing to?"

"Hmm."

Back in the village…

"The warriors are here!" One of the villagers announced. People crowded around at the warriors from neighbouring villages who just arrived.

Julia tried to blend in with the crowd, but Xiaoyu caught her. "Julia, are you crazy? What were you doing with one of them?" she began questioning the chief's daughter.

But she was interrupted. "There you are."

Julia turned around. "Bruce."

Bruce placed his hand on Julia's shoulder, motioning to the warriors. "Look at them. Now we have enough warriors to destroy those white demons."

Michelle greeted the neighbouring chief, Marshall Law, and his son, Forest. "Now that we are joined by our brothers... we will defeat this enemy," she announced to her people. After this, she dismissed the villagers.

Julia joined her. "Mother, I need to speak with you."

Michelle put up her hand. "Not now, my daughter. The council is gathering."

"We don't have to fight them! There must be a better way."

"Sometimes our paths are chosen for us."

Julia was worried. "But maybe we should try talking to them."

"They do not want to talk," Michelle shook her head regretfully.

"But if one of them did want to talk, you would listen to him, wouldn't you?"

Michelle started, "Julia—"

"Wouldn't you?" Julia pressed on.

The chief sighed. "Of course I would. But it is not that simple. Nothing is simple any more." She led the Laws into her teepee.

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At the English settlers' campsite, Jin was on patrol. He was doing his job very carefully. He didn't want to fail Kazuya anymore. When he heard a snapping twig, he raised his musket in the speed of lightning.

It was Hwoarang. "Easy, Jin. It's me."

Jin sighed in relief. "Oh, Hwoarang. I could've killed you."

Hwoarang shook his head. "Not aiming like that, you couldn't. Keep both eyes open when you shoot. You'll see twice as well." He patted Jin on the back.

"Hwoarang, there you are!" Eddy cried.

"We were looking all over for you," Steve chimed in.

"Hwoarang! Where have you been?" Kazuya joined in, trailed by Lee.

"I was out scouting the terrain, sir."

"Excellent. Then you must know the Indians' whereabouts. We'll need that information for the battle."

Hwoarang was alarmed. "What battle?"

"We will eliminate these savages once and for all."

"No! You can't do that," Hwoarang raised a finger as a warning.

Kazuya twitched his eyebrows. "Oh, can't I?"

"Look, we don't have to fight them."

"Hwoarang, what's gotten into you?" Jin asked, surprised.

"I met one of them," Hwoarang confessed.

"You what?" Paul asked.

"A savage?" Bryan added in disbelief.

"They're not savages. They can help us. They know the land. They know how to navigate the rivers," Hwoarang continued, and searched his bag. "And look. It's food." He took out the corn.

"What is it?"

"It's better than hardtack and gruel, that's for sure."

"I like gruel," Lee, standing behind Kazuya, commented.

Kazuya was pessimist. "They don't want to feed us, you ninnies! They want to kill us, all of us!" he told the men. "They've got our gold, and they'll do anything to keep it!"

"But there is no gold," Hwoarang stated matter-of-factly.

"No gold?" Paul and Bryan looked at each other, shocked.

Kazuya looked sceptical. "And I suppose your little Indian friend told you this?" he asked Hwoarang mockingly.

"Yes."

The governor exploded. "Lies! Lies! All of it! Murderous thieves! There's no room for their kind in civilized society."

"But this is their land!" Hwoarang protested.

"This is my land!" Kazuya snapped back. "I make the laws here. And I say anyone who so much as looks at an Indian... without killing him on sight will be tried for treason... and hanged!"

Kazuya has set the laws… will Hwoarang bound to cross it to see Julia again? Find out in the next chapter: Captured.

A/N: How do you like it? I've always loved Disney movies, and I think Julia suits Julia' image the best. Drop me a line if you like it. At first I was gonna have Christie play the role of Nakoma and King as Kocoum, but I turned them down because I think Xiaoyu is closer to Julia and Bruce is firm-looking. You can't have King, who always wears a tiger mask, plays the role of the firm-faced Kocoum, can't you? Please review. Happy reading!