Marvel Versus Capcom 3: Reflections
AN: I do not own Marvel or Capcom, or any of their characters.
Ryu's Reflections:
Once again I am called to the lull of battle. It is never an easy journey for my endless quest. It has only been one year after the latest Street Fighter tournament, and now I am challenged once again. For some odd reason, I vaguely remember fighting in these battles against ourselves and some of these warriors over years ago, but this time, the battle grounds feels shifted. There are now new and old faces fighting for our world, just as in the mysterious world has chosen their fighters as well. It feels like we are all manipulated to fight by greater beings. Even if I cannot purge the thought, I feel a great aura surrounding this world with ominous intentions, similar to Akuma's. The aura is unnatural, constantly rifting in my spirit like a storm. Whenever I try to meditate, I see in my visions, a horned demonic presence glowing of darkness. It shrouded me in its evil, forcing me to see… horrible images. I see faces of countless beings beyond our world, etched in terror. The images were then blackened into darkness, with the horned demon beginning to crush me with its fog, forcing me to transform into…
"NO!"
Ryu snapped out of his meditative state. He was sweating profusely, and breathed heavily. A stocky man in a suit of armor barged into Ryu's quarters. He was armed with a short lance.
"Sir Ryu, what was the commotion about?" The red bearded man yelled out. For a smaller person, he certainly had a loud voice.
"Arthur-san, it was nothing. I just had a terrible vision."
"A terrible vision, are you sure you are alright?" Arthur was puzzled, cocked up one of his fiery eyebrows. Ryu nodded to his shorter comrade, allowing the wary adventurer leave the small room.
Ryu thought to himself about his vision. Though he will fight to defeat worthy foes in his quest, would his power of Hadou truly be enough to face the impeding evil?