Chapter Five-The Scoop

Steve and Christie woke up the next morning getting ready to go England, Steve's home country. Since Steve couldn't go back to the recent hotel he was in before to get his things, Christie went out early in the morning and used the rest of her money to buy Steve some new clothes. When they were done packing, they left the hotel and went to the airport to catch the next flight to England.

As they sitting in they're seats, Steve pulled out a mp3 player, closed his eyes and relax in his seat. Christie, on the other hand, took at out her cellphone and called up Eddy. She was telling him that she dropped out the tournament.

"What do you mean, you dropped out of the tournament?!" Eddy shouted on the other line. "Are you crazy, Christie. You were almost there to the elimination round and all of sudden you dropped out of the tournament."

"Eddy, you don't understand, there is a reason why I dropped out."

"And what is that reason Christie? And don't lie to me."

Christie sighed, and Steve peeked over at her Christie. He turned the volume down on his mp3 so he can listen to her conversation.

"Look Eddy, please don't tell my grandfather okay. I know your mad and disappointed, but what I'm doing is very serious. Please Eddy, do this one favor for me and I promise I will train extra hours with you and grandpa."

"...Just come back as soon as your done on whatever you're doing." Eddy then hung up the phone without giving Christie the chance to thank him or say goodbye.

Christie laid her head back and sighed. "His mad at me."

"Eddy," Steve piped in, finally taking the earplugs off.

She nodded, then looked at Steve and ask him, "Why are we exactly going to England?"

"Like I said, I have a friend back home. His name is Johnny, and his been my best friend since...forever. Its going to be great seeing him again, and also Johnny is one of those guys that knows the scoop about everything. He probably knows why the mafia are coming after me again."

"Oh, I see, and what is he like."

"All I can say he is very humorous," He said smiling, closing his eyes once more.

"Another question? How long is this flight, Steve."

"As many times as I have been back and forth from England to Japan, I still have no idea how long the flight is. I'm guessing eight or so hours. Maybe even less, and that is why I sleep a lot during flights." Steve then passed his mp3 to Christie, she looked at it confused. "You like music don't you. I have good music on there, so you can listen to as I sleep. Just wake me up when we get there, will ya."

"Thanks Steve." Christie scanned the mp3 for songs that she can listen during the trip, she was surprised that Steve had her favorite song. She put on the ear plugs and began listening to: Rain, By Dear Jayne. Just like she always does when listening music, she lets the music calm her mind, forgetting all the bad things that happened to her so far.

London, England

They arrived at London, England a little while ago. Steve was excited to be back home, and he couldn't wait to see his friend. Also, give Christie the grand tour and history about the city.

"Good ol' England, home sweet home," Steve said as they came out of the airport.

"Wow, this is my first time ever coming to London. Is it true that it rains a lot and its always cloudy over here?"

"Eh, half true guess you can say, but we have sunny days too. People like to exaggerate about it."

Christie laughed, "Yeah, I know what you mean."

"I like your laughs," Steve smirked, staring at the tan woman

Christie blushed, and faced the opposite direction. "So, umm...how do we get to your...friends."

Steve was to busy admiring Christie's laugh, that he almost forgot they was supposed to go Johnny's place. "Oh yeah thats right. Lets take a cab." He offered her.

As they got inside a cab, Steve told the driver where to go. "To Johnny's Jug please."

Christie cocked her eyebrow, looking at Steve, very confuse. "...Johhny's...Jug?"

"He owns a bar. One of the best here in London," He explained to her.

When they arrived at the bar, it was a medium size two story place. They got the cab and Steve paid the fare for the ride.

"Fares are getting expensive these days," Steve quietly said as he walked up next to Christie, who was still looking at the bar. "Well, lets make an unexpected visit, Christie." The two strolled inside the the bar, it was empty once they were inside. Christie thought that the bar was going to be like other bars, small, but this bar was huge inside.

"Wow, its huge inside. Its so huge that you can live in it," Christie said amazed.

"Yeah, Johnny lives here. He calls the first floor his living room, and you should see upstairs."

"Hey! Is there anyone down there?!" A voice shouted from upstairs.

Steve smirked, he recognizes that voice. "Yeah, two customers that want something to drink. So get your ass down here and make us some beer."

"Fox?! Your back!" The voice replied back, then footsteps were heard upstairs coming downstairs. A guy with brunette hair, and blue eyes came down. He was wearing a brown button up shirt, dark blue jeans and brown boots. His blue eyes lit up when he saw his friend, Steve. "It is you!" He went up to Steve and the two shook hands and hugged. "Welcome back mate."

"Yeah, its good to be back John," Steve greeted back.

"Hows it been? I haven't seen you in months."

"Yeah, the tournament caught up to me. After the fourth, weeks later we had to come back and after the most recent one, we had to come back again that fast."

"Ah I see," Johnny said, then he blue eyes glanced over at Christie. "Who's she? Your new girlfriend?"

"No, shes my friend."

"But, shes a girl and a friend of yours right. So she must be yo-"

"You know what hell I'm talking about Johnny!"

Johnny laughed out loud, then he offers a handshake to Christie, "I'm Johnny Bridges, and you must be..."

"Christie, Christie Monteiro." She introduces herself, shaking his hand.

"Wait, Christie. The Christie Monteiro from the tournament?"

Christie nodded, "Yes thats me. The Capoeira fighter."

Johnny gawked, pointed and screamed really loud. Steve and Christie both had to hold they're ears. "Oh my god, I can't believe the sexiest girl from the tournament is in my BAR!" He then grabbed Steve and said, "Why didn't you tell me she was here?!"

"Um, she just told you who she was. I thought you would recognize her from moment you saw us. You're the one that always been looking at her in the KIFT magazine and mastur-"

Johnny covered Steve's mouth before he could say anymore. He did not want Christie to be scare of him if she learned his...sexual secrets.

"Shush, I don't want her to know my business."

Steve rolled his eyes.

Johnny laughed, he then walked behind the bar counter and put two glasses up on it. "Thirsty?"

Steve and Christie took a seat on the stool, resting their belongings next to them. "You know what I want."

" And I'll just have a glass water."

Johnny poured a glass of beer for Steve and a glass of water for Christie.

"So why is the bar so empty today, it's usually pack when I come by," Steve asked his friend, after taking a sip of his beer and sitting it down on the counter.

"Ah man, it was crazy last night. The soccer championships were on, and plus the King of the Iron fist tournament. I wasn't able to close the bar until early this morning around four."

"Well, you have one of the best bars in town."

"Um, do you have a bathroom?" Christie asked Johnny.

"Yeah, it's upstairs, first door on the right."

"Thank you." The two men watched Christie go upstairs to the bathroom, as they heard the door closed, Johnny had a serious expression on his face. He knew why Steve came back to England.

"I know your aren't back for just a visit mate, so they aren't after you again huh?"

Steve nodded, he drank the whole glass of his beer, and Johnny poured another for him. "Yeah, the damn mafia are back. I don't they were arrested and put away for good."

Johnny shook his head, he grabbed a rag and began wiping the counter top. "The ones that were sent to kill you were put away, but not the ones that after the money."

Steve was confused. "What money?"

Johnny smirked. "The money they offered you to lose the match on purpose."

"That money. What about it?"

Johnny stopped wiping the counters, he threw the rag in the sink. "Listen, two of mafia members were here last week in my bar. They were talking about something, I pretend that I washing the tables and overheard them talking about you and several boxers. Apparently, they want their money back from you since you agree with the deal to toss the match up. Instead of you sticking with the deal, and you taking the money, they're after you again."

"So, they just want they're money period." Johnny nodded. "Thats not going to be easy, I don't know where the money is."

"Are you serious? Look man, they're not playing. When I mention other boxers are involved, I didn't mean by matches, I mean they are in the same shit you are in. So, you're not the only one."

Steve was now really confused. He thought he was the only person they were after, but not he never thought they were also after other boxers too. Whats their stories with the mafia?

Johnny continued, "Theres a scandal going on in professional boxing, Steve. The top boxers in the world are suddenly losing championships matches and quitting boxing. Not only that, but they are getting richer and joining a new underground league. Some sort of Mix Martial Art thats trying to be known and I heard them say that someone from King of the Iron fist tournament is involved as well in their plans."

"It is probably Heihachi, he's the only person I know that has that amount of money."

Johnny shook his head, " I don't think so mate. He may have that money, but I don't think he'll organize that underground fighting. Lately though, two top boxers are gone; one is missing and the other is dead. They say it was a hit and run, but between me and you, we know who did it."

Anger by this information, Steve banged his fist on counter multiplied times. "So, the two fighters that made the deal with the mafia to fault the matches did the same thing as I did...take the money."

Johnny saw Christie coming downstairs, he quickly whispered to Steve, "Is Christie involved too?" And Steve slowly nodded. "You two make yourselves a home, I have to go run some errands." Johnny grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.

Steve sighed, and Christie saw the look on his face, it was blank, but his eyes seem to be angry about something. But what? "You okay, Steve."

Steve nodded, got up from his seat, and grabbed both their bags. "Lets go upstairs and relax, Christie." As they walked up stairs, Steve began started thinking about what Johnny had told him. Steve never thought that other boxers was involved and several of them would betray the boxing league like that. Taking money, just to richer and join an underground league of fighting. This world is corrupted of greedy people. Steve is also saddened that one boxer was killed and another is missing. The more he thinks about it, the more it gets it fire up. He just to catch one of them black suit assholes and beat the bloody living hell out of them. To make matters worse, one of the tournament competitors are with the mafia as well, but who is it?

"What did you and Johnny talk about? You both seemed serious about something," Christie said, sitting on of the couches, and looking at Steve as he put the bags in a nearby room. He came back out seconds later, sitting next to Christie. "Steve, talk to me..." She leaned her head onto his shoulder.

Steve was surprised by this, but reside, he had too much stuff going through his mind. "I know why they're after me." He finally told her.

"Why?"

"Money. The money I agree to lose the match on purpose, but I took the money and ran after I won. That is why there after me."

"You stole money from them?" She looked at him in surprise. "Why did you agree to do it in the first place?"

Steve shrugged, "I don't know Chris, It just that they wanted me to lose my title on purpose. I was young and thought money was the only thing I needed, but as the match continued I realize, I don't need money to make my career. All I need ...were these." He looked at his hands, balling them into a fist.

He felt Christie hands rubbed against his, she was looking at him. "And I think you did the right thing, Steve." She smiled at him.

"Thank you, Christie. When I do get back in the boxing ring, I'll save you a front row seat so you can see me knock a guys tooth out."

Christie laughed, "You done plenty of those haven't you."

"When I was young I did. And another thing Christie, Johnny told me that one of the competitors in the tournament are helping the mafia."

"Really? Who think it could be?"

Steve shrugged, "I don't know, but whoever it is...we'll find them."

Just then they heard the bar front door open and slammed shut, footsteps ran up the stairs and Johnny came in the room panting. "Steve...we have problem..."

"What? What is it?" Steve asked while standing up.

"They're here. They know that you're here in London and are coming to this bar now!"

Damn, can Steve and Christie ever get a break. Well, thats up to me and they probably will, but not now. So, Steve knows why they are really after them. Steve took their money and they want it back, BUT HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THE MONEY IS! Well, I told you guys guys it was going to be a late update because of my prom last Thursday. Yeah, I wore white and red. Prom was cool, I dance...a lot.

Now guys this important so listen up. I've decided that this maybe my last TEKKEN STORY! Yeah sorry guys. I just don't feel like completing the other two tekken stories yet, so I'm a finish this one and focus on other genres. Maybe write another Kingdom Hearts story since I plan two already. So if you guys really really and I mean really want me to stay with Tekken or try to bring it back, then you have to write some serious message to me telling me why I should stay with Tekken and not move on.