Harry Potter x Tekken
A/N: I'm back! *hears a gun being cocked* Umm…so I know you guys are a little mad at me for not updating for a while, but I have good reasons! This straight A student has now dropped to an A/B honor roll. I've been trying to get those grades up and been distracted with other little projects. So before you pull that trigger, I present you with the fourth chapter of this story.
A/N: In the first chapter, I mentioned how this story takes place during the Goblet of Fire and the Order of the Phoenix. Well this has hints of Half-Blood Prince as well. For now, I'm going to just go with the flow, post anything that goes through my head.
And special thanks to soulknight121; I know you like people who finish their stories and I won't let you down.
Others to tarkatan, Knight25, and ScreamGrl13.
Now enough with my babbling, let there be fanfiction!
Jin Kazama was always a heavy sleeper.
Even in his youth it was a chore to get his body to cooperate. Jin's mother had to either pour water on him or flash a big, bright light in his eyes. Sometimes that didn't work. Now that he was an all-powerful dictator, he had people do it for him. A maid would usually walk into his quarters and tell him breakfast was ready or something of the sort. She'd put down a bucket of ice cold water and leave him to his task. Jin would lazily roll out of bed and duck his head into the bucket, jarring his dead senses back to life. He found this to be a more efficient way to get up rather than be annoyed by an alarm clock and having to get it replaced every morning due to and angry fist slamming on it.
This morning was a little different. The Japanese man was woken up by a rather loud chirp. He tried to ignore it by turning on the other side, but the bird chirped again. And again. And again. The single chirps turned into several, and then into dozens. Finally getting out of bed with the intention of laser beaming the bird to hell, Jin walked to one of his many floor-to-ceiling windows and didn't really register what he saw. He blinked, thinking that it was all just a mind trick Devil was playing. When he opened his eyes the owl was still there. Yes, it was an owl. A beautiful, white, snowy owl.
Don't these things live in Europe? Jin thought. He knew enough about birds from his mother, Jun Kazama. She had loved to watch birds and had always dragged Jin to watch them to. Thanks to her, he knew almost every bird species that lived in the Amazon rainforest.
Tweet.
Coming back from his thoughts, Jin looked up and saw that the owl was not alone. There were, in fact, seven new owls. All the rest were barn owls.
Jin sighed. He wouldn't worry about that right now. The tournament officially started later that afternoon and he needed to get his mind on how to deal with Kazuya and Heihachi Mishima. Taking a towel and heading towards the bathroom, he intended to have a relaxing shower before he talked to Nina.
Jin waited patiently for his bodyguard to come to his office. Nina Williams, an Irish assassin, was hired by Jin to protect him. She has never failed him, and no one knows why. All she says is that it's her job. Not one to argue with the one to protect him, he always drops the subject.
A few minutes later the blonde woman came through the doors. "Please tell me you're ready for me to kill my sister."
Since his chair was facing away from her, she didn't see him smile. "Patience Nina. You will get your chance."
"But?"
Jin stood up from his seat and strode over to Nina. "But you need to take care of this little favor for me." He waited for his response, but when none came, he continued. "The new "competition" – I want you to scope them out. Tell me if they are really worth the trouble of dealing with myself."
"Is that all?" Nina asked with boredom in her voice.
"That is all. Something tells me you might get your first kill in this tournament."
Nina smiled. "Sure. Why not? I've been bored with all the targets that can't fight – or at least put up a good one." With that, the woman left and Jin was alone with his thoughts back on the owls.
"Bloody hell! This place is bigger than the Quidditch field back at Hogwarts."
Ron and the Weasley twins were gawking at the huge arena. It was noon which meant that the place was closed to the public, but open to the fighters. Harry and Hermione attempted to explore more of the arena, but were watched constantly by the Order of the Phoenix.
"Weasley!"
Ron jumped. Mad-Eye Moody was hobbling towards the teens, making a scene to the few people that were present. "We are not here to sight see. We are here to make sure Potter and Granger don't get themselves killed."
"Charming," Hermione stated, walking past Moody. She walked to Harry who was standing by Remus and Tonks. "So how did Dumbledore take it?"
"He was mad . . . and that's an understatement," Harry responded. It was true. Dumbledore was angry that he and Hermione would pull a stunt like that with Voldemort alive. Jin Kazama was also a problem the Headmaster had mentioned. He contained power that Death Eaters could only dream of. Harry asked what kind of power, but Dumbledore had ended the conversation.
"Did he say if he was coming to Japan or not?" Ron asked.
"He said he would if the need arises. Other than that, we are basically on our own."
"Well what did you expect Harry?" Hermione said. "That he would drop everything and go half way across the world at last minute? You may be the one of the Prophecy, but it doesn't mean everything and everyone else shouldn't be accounted for."
Harry sat down on the floor and contemplated on her words. They stung, but she did have a point. Maybe entering this tournament was a little hasty, considering everything that was going on in the Wizarding World. Ron and Hermione joined him, the trio sitting in silence until a shadow passed over them.
"Look sharp Mr. Potter; Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger."
They looked up and saw Lee standing before them. Extending a hand, he said, "Come, there is someone I want you all to meet. I think you might find her quite interesting, especially you Miss Granger."
With a hint of confusion, the teens got up and trailed Lee, who was at the moment, signaling to a young woman in her twenties. Her hair was in a braid that went down to her back. Glasses were put firmly on the bridge of her nose and a feather adorned the top of her head. She came over and Lee quickly spoke in her ear. The woman then looked at him like he was crazy, but Lee shot some glances at Harry's way and her eyes went wide. Thinking this was the appropriate time, Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way to the two.
"Ah, kids," Lee said. "This Julia Chang, a Kung Fu fighter from America. She is a scientist for G Corporation, but in the Wizarding World she is a – oh what do you Brits call it – a Healer."
Julia stuck out her hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you Harry."
Harry shook her hand. "As it is for me Ms. Chang." Noticing Hermione twitch, Harry introduced her and Ron. Hermione and Julia immediately started talking about Magic and technology, and what would happen if they were combined more often.
Ron, who was completely bored, walked over to Lee and whispered in his ear. "Why do you think that we should meet all the wizards in this tournament? I mean, I'm not trying to sound rude or anything, but why do Harry and Hermione need to meet everybody if they're all going to punch each other later?"
Lee smiled. "Well Mr. Weasley, it gives all of you an insight on how the tournament works . . . and the more allies you have, the easier it is to win a war."
"Get ready for the next battle!"
Now it was her turn. Hermione took a deep breath. This is it. Show them what you are made of Hermione Jean Granger!
Stepping out of the shadows that covered her, Hermione made her way to center stage. Even thought they had no idea who she was, they went wild anyway. Two matches had already passed, the victors being named Eddy Gordo and Emile "Lili" de Rochefort, and the losers Leo Kleisen and Christie Monteiro.
Hermione had worn sweat grey sweat pants along with link pink tank. She hoped this would give her the ability to do more complicated moves and flexibility.
"Excuse me Miss?"
Hermione was jarred from her thoughts by an unusually high voice. Looking up, she saw a girl who looked no older than herself, with her black hair in two pony tails. She was wearing a white jacket over a plain grey shirt, and indigo capris. "Excuse me Miss? Are you ready?"
"Oh yes . . . of course." Hermione said as she got into her stance. After witnessing the match between Leo and Eddy, Hermione thought to switch fighting styles. Aikido would have to do for now until she could train a little bit more. The other girl got into her fighting stance.
"Good luck Miss," the girl said.
"You too."
"Fight!"
The girl moved first. By punching her in the face, she got Hermione to lean forward and palm thrust her a few feet away. While trying to collect herself, Hermione barely dodged the stomp that the pony-tailed girl had dealt. Rolling away from the girl, Hermione back-flipped up and back to her feet. Hermione took her stance once again and focused. When her opponent tried to palm thrust her again, Hermione grabbed her wrist and arm. She then threw her across the platform, but the girl got up and regained her balance.
"You're tough," the girl said. Hermione only smiled and waited her to attack again. She did soon enough, but was caught off guard when the girl had sideways kicked her, and preformed variety of kicks and punches. Hermione blocked as many as she could, but her opponent soon overwhelmed her by sending her hard to the ground.
Hermione winced, but got back up. This time she went on the offensive by running and slid under the girl. Not waiting for her to get up, Hermione grabbed her leg and flipped the girl to where she was face down on the platform. The girl eventually got back up and reentered her stance. She charged, but this time had caught Hermione's arm and flipped her over. As she tried to get back up, the girl rolled and dealt a double kick to Hermione that sent her flying to the edge of the stage.
"Ling Xiaoyu! Ling Xiaoyu!" the crowd cheered.
Ignoring the pain in her chest, Hermione got back up.
"Yeah, go Hermione!" Ginny yelled.
Hermione didn't dare look in the crowd, worried that Ling would catch her off guard. Again she tried the offensive by charging, but instead of sliding, she back flipped twice, kicking Ling in the face and making the girl go down. Remembering a move that Lili had used, Hermione was able to move Ling against the wall. Jumping back and using both feet, she planted them both on her and twisted, making the girl shout in pain. Hermione landed back down gracefully, and with a powerful kick, knocked Ling Xiaoyu out of the ring and into a media table. The crowd went silent. Soon applauding and cheers ensued from them and Hermione couldn't help but smile.
The match was over.
"And the winner is Hermione Granger!"
Hermione got off of the stage and ran toward the girl. "Are you alright? I didn't mean to – "
"What? Win with that badass move?" the girl interrupted. "Are you kidding me that was amazing! Anyone who can win without cheating is fine in my book." She dusted herself off and offered her hand. "Ling Xiaoyu, proud, Chinese martial artist. But must people call me Xiaoyu."
"Hermione Granger," she said shaking Xiaoyu's hand. "Proud Brit. I'm kind of a street fighter."
"Oh," Xiao said, raising an eyebrow. "I knew those moves looked familiar; those were Lili's, am I correct?"
"Yeah they actuall – "
"Hermione!" Hermione turned around only to be greeted by two people tackle hugging her. "Hermione that was bloody brilliant!" Ron said. "Once we get back to school, you've got to pull that off with Malfoy!"
"Yeah Hermione," George said. "Imagine it, we can have the Death Eaters run –" He didn't get to finish his sentence as seven different hands hit him at once.
Xiaoyu's eyes went wide. "Don't tell me . . . when Lee said someone important was here, I didn't think he meant . . ."
Harry pulled her aside. "Are you saying, what I think you are saying?"
Xiaoyu closed her eyes and nodded her head. "I'm a witch."
A/N: Oh yes I did! *snaps fingers* I'm sorry but I'm gonna have to end it here for now. At least you got a little action. I hate writing action sequences . . . they give me headaches that I really don't need.
Anyhoo, I want to know if you guys are up for a challenge. Since I can't really draw, do you think you guys could probably draw your favorite scene from the story so far? I you do, could you send me the link to it so that I can show it proudly to the world.
Oh and I finally got a DeviantART account! The main thing that's going to be posted is designs of the character's outfits and what not.
MOST IMPORTANT A/N: While I enjoy writing my stories and one-shots, my grades and family come before everything else. If I don't update for a while, it's because I have come across a small bump in my life and need to take care of the pronto. My second priority is you, my readers. I make sure my stories are presentable to the world and are entertaining enough for you. Until I update again, Peace!
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