The Warriors Within:

Disclaimer: I don't own Tekken, but I wish I did!

JAPAN
YEAR 2015

It was dark times in Japan. The city, which was the first developed country, was now under the rule of two tyrants. No longer could you go shopping after 7 pm or you could risk losing not just your money but also your lives.

Japan was under the dark and cruel rule of Jinpachi and Heihachi Mishima. They did not care for the Japanese people or anyone living in Japan. All they wanted was to be the most powerful people on Earth. They got their wish. They had discovered a mysterious power which gave them a power, so terrible that no one stood a chance of a fight against them. No one knew what this power was. Anyone, who stood up against them ended up in the grave.

They managed to conquer nearly all of Japan. Any woman who walked in the streets and was seen by one of their right-hand men, ended up with them for other pleasures. The Mishima rulers' base was in Fuji-Nion the place where the Iron Fist Tournament was previously held. But it was an Iron Fist everyday now. Many brave and strong fighters tried their luck against these rulers. But, not one of them managed to face them; they were finished by the right hand men themselves.

But…remember, how I said they managed to conquer NEARLY all of Japan? Well, they failed to conquer one area.

This area is the residence of the best fighters on Earth.

This area has a population range of 50-100.

This area was part of what was previously known as East-Osaka.

But now it is called FIGHTERRE! (Terre land).

Fighterre has three leaders namely Jin Kazama, Hwoarang, and Yoshimitsu.

This area was a refuge for the fighters only. No common man was allowed because this land was frequently attacked. But the fighters put up a strong resistance. They believed that a common man will not be able to stand the attack. So, for the people's own safety, no man can enter the Fighterre till he has proven himself against some of its tenants.

The Manji Party has taken refuge in the Fighterre. They discovered that the Mishimas had used them for all their evil purposes. But they also knew that it was almost impossible to defeat them. So they lived a hidden and war-indulging existence waiting for the day, when Japan once again becomes a better place to live.

Jin woke up and looked outside. The sun was shining brightly. He got up and refreshed himself with a drink. He looked outside the window and found a long line of men waiting. Damn! New citizens! He sighed. It's gonna be a long day! He made his way out of his hut and headed for the awaiting men.

I will become stronger and defeat the Mishimas. There will come a day when the Mishimas will be history and Mishima Zaibatsu will go down the drain.

Hwoarang drained his juice in one gulp and stuffing the sandwich into his mouth, he headed for the fighting camp to train with master Baek. He had been taking training a bit too seriously nowadays. He still retained his boastful nature, always bragging that he was the best fighter in the world. Some said that it was the thought that there existed someone who could beat him, that spurred Hwoarang into action. Hwoarang knew that they were correct. He hated anyone being stronger than him. Of course, he had beat Jin. Since then, they acknowledged each other as friends and men.

But there was something else. Something about his family…..

Baek had told him all about how Hwoarang was adopted by Baek's mother...

Flashback:

The rain was spilling. Baek moved his fourteen year old body through the rain, clutching his mother's hand. They reached the fallen woman. She had something concealed in a cloth. She moved it slightly to reveal a sleeping boy of about four. He had red hair and a face which looked as if it contained something within….something great.

The woman gasped out and caught Baek's mom's hand. She gave her the baby. She whispered:

"I hope he becomes like his father. His name is Hwoarang. He has a brother. But, we don't know where he is. His name is Joseph. We lost him somewhere in America. Please tell Hwoarang this when he is a rightful man when he is 25. Hwoarang should find his brother. They should join together and be as brothers should be. Tell Hwoarang and Joseph, that their Mama and Papa loved them very much….."

She died the next moment. Baek stood there unable to believe it. He now looked at the sleeping boy. His brother.

Hwoarang shook these thoughts out as he entered the beautiful building with the sign on the top which read TRAINING CAMP. He took a deep breath. There will be an end to this era of darkness and after that end, I will find Joseph, my brother and be as brothers should be. He entered.

A/N This is my first Tekken fanfic and it is quite long to be precise. Please review!