Tekken:

For years the King of The Iron fist tournaments were a staple in establishing the goal of helping the Mishimas rise to power. Evidently Heihachi Mishima and the Mishima corp was overthrown by a variety of strongwilled fighters and the G Corp. Shortly after the defeat of Jin Kazama and Azazel in the 6th tournament it seemed the fighters were finally able to live normal lives outside competing. Until mysterious letters arrive inviting the old fighters and new ones to participate in the 7th Iron Fist tournament. However if Jin was thought dead or missing in action..who is this mysterious letter sender? The fighters arrive in Japan once again to not only compete but get to the bottom of this mystery...

Asuka Kazama finished her routine training at her father's dojo. She planned on perfecting her skills and finally be stronger then her friend and rival Lili Rochefort.

Lili was drinking tea with her butler and wondering what Asuka could possibly be up to after the last tournament.

Serah was outside as she was every morning, training on the same tree. She has been at this for five consecutive hours, as a result her hands and feet were bleeding through the wraps she wore.

Christie was doing her usual job at the beach as a life guard, so she had little time for training. Quite frankly she didn't want to fight anymore.

Law was aimlessly walking, until he was jumped by a thug, consequently Law performed a high kick to the man and knocked him out cold. "Impudent fool." he said as he walked away.

Lars was still trying to figure out something. Was this message in some morse code, similar to the english language? What was it? This couldn't be a regular letter, inviting him to the 7th Iron Fist tournament, could it? And it certainly couldn't be his half-nephew, Jin, sending these letters, as he was dead. No matter. He was looking closely, in order to figure out who was sending these letters. He had a confused look on his face, and was still staring at the letter. He looked closely at the letter's handwriting, as if to see if this matched any other people he had met's handwriting. It didn't match at all...gah. It's useless to him. He threw it into a nearby trash can and attempted to forget it. He shouldn't have wasted his time with that small, insignificant letter. Who knows, it could probably just be a fake.

Guy punched the tree sarah had, causing the force to reach her on the other side. He was excited, having 2 invitations to the iron fist tournament. He would finally get to save his family, and learn new style, maybe eat new foods, It would be great. He had been training this whole for years for this moment, a master of his who entered and nearly won as he claimed. He couldn't wait to start, but he knew very well he couldn't do it alone so he would use his other invitation on his strongest ally yet, the one behind the tree.

Serah smiled. "You know, you could just say my name instead of punching my tree" She stated walking from behind it. "Whats up Guy?"

Law went to his house, there he found a letter inviting him to the tournament. "Another one?, I thought the recent one was the last" he said as he opened it.

Christie continued to stay at the beach, that is until one of her co-workers handed her the letter. "Great another invitation, whats the use?" She got down from her chair and walked into the town,

Guy smiled wide as he handed her an envelope>
"your not ganna believe this"
He squirmed as he waited for her to open it and kept the grin the whole time
"I've been waiting all my life to ask you this and you just have to say yes"

Serah's first thought was marriage, so she hesitates to open it, yet this discovery matched the excitement. I dropped to my knees with a tear rolling down my eyes. "Yes!"

"You will? really? Awesome maybe I can actually win with you on my side"
He then stopped realizing he sounded like he was proposing, so he punched the tree again.
"we are ganna have'ta go through some intense training thought no. We can just let this go to waste, we have'ta win"
thought he was very Sicilian, any other relatives were Italian which was close enough, but training under jeet kune do master who was born and raised in new york and he picked it up training with him, it would go away soon enough.

Serah nodded. "We can share with each other what we know, then we can work on cooperative moves as well" Serah stated "Oh, I almost forgot." Serah said holding up a bag. "Remember those gloves you wanted?"

Guy stood up straight "you got me gloves" he said eying the bag. He wanted to check and look but was not going to try to snatch it from sarah, as she was now clearly better a fighter than him. He was prepared to spar with her though, as he was always ready to fight, even if he couldn't win.

"Take a look." Serah said with a light smiled as he handed Guy the bag. "I wanted to get you something to remember me by if something were to happen."

Guy picked up the gloves and put them on smiling wide.
"these are the first gloves I have ever had, I'm ganna wear'em to the tournament"
He smiled at her wide, he had bought her something too but kept it hidden in his backpack, realizing she probably didn't want brass knuckles and a leather jacket anyway, he bought them on impulse, and felt stupid now. Maybe he would give it to her later.

One of Asuka's students headed over and handed her a strange letter. "Hmm could this be from her?" She asked as the student shrugged. Asuka eagerly opened the package and found it was a invite. "Another tournament? Hmm. Jin I am sure is dead so why.." She examined it seeing if it was a fake but it seemed real. However there was no signature.

Lili was looking over a identical package she recieved at her manor. "Another glorious fight lies ahead. I must speak with my father.." Standing up from the table she went to chat with her father perhaps even pursuading him to let her compete.

Serah hugged Guy. "I'm glad to see you like them, so when will we start training?" She asked, eager to improve in her fighting.

Guy put his hands on her shoulders. Then quickly put his leg behind hers and pushed her, causing her to fall.
"We start now"
thought now he was ok with fighting her, at first he couldn't lay a finger on her in fear he would be deemed a pervert.

Serah broke the fall by landing on her hands, she then sprung back with a hard kick aimed for his chest. Serah knew that when they trained, they went full force to provide the best experience.

Guy stepped back being hit by the kick but stepping into stance quickly, he was small and skinny but he could always take a punch, ever since he was fighting bullies in the 3rd grade.
He had to act quick. He instinctively went for a round house kick and threw punches while it was in the air.

Serah caught his leg but was hit by the punches. Little did Guy know, he'd just drew blood from Serah and her instincts kicked him. She growled and twisted his leg causing him to fall,and she got on top of him. She drew her dagger and held it high, then she stopped and dropped the dagger. "I'm sorry, only Father drew blood from me."

Guy helped her down, confused till he noticed the blood come from her arm and covered it with a bandage.
"I feel... Kinda power in that case, I have never been able to make my foe bleed.

Asuka headed out of her dojo. She would take the first flight or boat out to Morocco to find Lili and ask her about all this.