Tekken Page #3

you could still fight.

You're only beaten when you decide!

Again!

... has just become

the Peoples choice.

Respect!

Do you hear it?

I've never seen Marshall Law

beaten by an amateur.

Ratings are up.

Our viewers love him.

He represents the street.

Let's see what the street is talking.

Hey... come on!

Give us some space. Move!

Come on! Outta the way, come on.

Give us some space.

-What's your name?

-Jin.

Jin! You know what you just did, Jin?

You just beat a Tekken fighter.

Hey! You say you're from

the Anvil, huh.

Right...

So... who taught you to fight?

My mother.

Huh! Your mother? No way!

She's dead.

Eh! You just won the only

open slot in "Iron Fist."

Every other fighter in this tournament

has sponsors, everyone except you.

Say, who's taking care of

registration, paper work, training...

all the silly little details.

I can take care of that for you.

-What's in it for you?

-I don't know... 30%.

What? You take 10.

I like your attitude, but no!

Fine!

Smart choice! Let's go!

Eh! You don't have anything

to pack, do you?

I don't think so. Come on!

I remember those moves.

You should. You were my best student.

You will have nothing to do

with Tekken! Do you understand?

The world burnt because people

had to have more.

Tekken was built on people

wanting more.

What is the old man waiting for?

I'm his son... his heir.

Tekken should be mine now.

-Kazuya!

-Father ...

I see that.

Explain yourself!

We wiped out a pocket of insurgents.

I took a moment to unwind.

You should be making preparations

for Iron Fist.

Everythings been taken cared of.

After all this time,

you still don't understand.

Winning Iron Fist

means power and prestige for Tekken!

And honor for the Mishima name!

Winning here means we win

in the world.

So you said!

Eh! You stay close to me, ok!

Keep your mouth shut.

Eh! You gotta stop checking the Jacks.

-Why?

-It's not the Anvil!

This is civilization, my friend!

Land of opportunity!

Let's go!

Raven. G-Corp.

Former military intelligence,

from technology to webwork.

Lethal. Ninjitsu expert..

Eddy Gordo from Valencorp.

Capoeira master. Underworld enforcer.

There's a price on his head

from a neo Salvadorian group.

He's powerful

but he is easily frustrated.

Sergei Dragunov, Sambo fighter.

Trained by the now defunct

Russian military.

Spent a year in a Siberian gulag for

search warning governemnt

re--integration.

Anna and Nina Williams, sisters.

Professional assasins from Eyderdex.

Wanted by 3 Corporations for

Exec level hits.

Master in Koppo and Aikido.

Christie Montero, Vectrocorp.

Skilled mixed martial arts trained

by her grandfather.

Also easy on the eyes.

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