Well here we have the first chapter of this (hopefully awesome XD) story. Let me know of any mistakes. (I will blame anything on English not being my first language)

Disclaimer: I don´t own any of SNK wonderful characters. Anything related to KOF is copyrighted by SNK but since I´m not going to use them for profit...

"This is someone speaking"

This is someone´s thoughts

A move´s name(They aren´t screaming it)

Saturday night. A normal spring night, nice and warm, with no wind and a big, shiny moon showering everyone with her pale light. Nights like these are when people from all parts of Shanghai forget about their job and their problems and they just look for fun. Or something to clench their desires. Lust, for example. Along the less...family friendly parts of the sleepless city, were scattered some establishments that would cater these persons appetite. One of such places, 'The Lucky Hand' gentlemen club, had quite a reputation of good service, iron rules that would be enforced no matter what, and the guarantee that everyone here would swear that whoever entered this place was in another place at the time. All those rules made what you would call a nice and civilized place. But one of it´s consumers was wishing those rules did not exist.

"Damn, baby. The 'no touching' rule is killing me..." Told said customer in a husky voice to a scantily dressed lithe Asian woman, currently dancing slowly atop the man´s lap, following the slow chords of the music coming from somewhere within the dark booth.

"We can´t get anything in life, can we?" Countered the dancer, perfectly moving her lustful body as if possessed by some demon and the only thing that mattered to her was the constantly-changing tempo of the music. "Of course, there are times, you can get lucky..." The blonde man´s excitement only grew as she slowly undid her bra, as if she wanted him to utterly enjoy every moment of it. His smile only grew wider as he drew a wad of cash from his jeans (Which at this moment were causing him a great discomfort) and in a smooth movement, barely touching her with the tip of the bills, slid them in a smooth movement against her side, and slowly went all the way up to her right breast, playing for a second with her nipple, before drawing the cash back to him, and holding it with his teeth.

"I make my own luck, baby." The stripper got the clue and shot into those sleepless eyes of his a sinful glance. With a deliberate slow pace, she caressed his well toned abs with her lips, without ever forming into a kiss, before sliding upwards, touching his skin with her bosom as she made her way up to his chest making the man extremely grateful for having discarded his shirt earlier. Her lips continued their little adventure upwards caressing sinfully his neck and jawline until she reached his mouth, and picked with her lips her reward while the music reached it´s climax.

As the man exited the club with his shirt under his arm, he studied his reflection on a shiny plaque. A tall and muscular young man, with golden short hair in an spiky and unkempt fashion and a smile, not unlike the one a starving tiger would sport upon finding a prey, fixated on his face returned him the look. Light blue eyes, with very noticeable bags under them, a product of chronic insomnia, that had a cunning and ferocious glint stared at him from beyond the reflective surface. He gave an approving nod and pushed the front doors of the strip club. The first thing that greeted him on the outside was the noise from the constant flow of people that traversed the street. He loved it, the pulse of the city, it´s hustling rhythm that never stopped. It was really comforting to him, all the sounds and lights, all those people quickly making their way to wherever they were going to. It always made interesting being awake. (Not that he had much of a choice)

"Hey, Shen! Don´t tell me you spent all your money on Lei Fang again..." Said a laughing voice behind him. The bouncer, a big Chinese man with his head shaved and dressed in a black tuxedo gave him a friendly pat on the back.

"I swear, that girl is gonna be my ruin. How you´ve been Wong?" Asked the blonde brawler while turning around to face his friend.

"Nothing special, which for me it´s actually a pretty good thing. I´m not going to get myself in trouble now. Peace is good. Specially when I have a pregnant wife."

"I still don´t know how did you manage to knock her up without getting that thick skull of yours split like a watermelon..." Joked the man known throughout Shanghai as Shen Woo.

"The power of love is all-mighty!!" Said Wong with a girly voice while posing like a sentai super-hero. The two men then laughed their hearts out at this while the rest of the street gave them a weird look.

"Well dude, gotta go. Tell Mei-ling I said 'Hi'" The brawler gave the bouncer a playful punch on the shoulder and walked away, slipping on his trademark pink shirt over his bare torso and reaching to his pocket for a pack of cigarettes. He pulled it out and stared for a moment to the familiar design of the box. The silhouette of a gypsy playing the tambourine in the mist with a blue background with the word 'Gitanes' below it had become a regular (and quite expensive) sight now, he put a cigarette on his mouth and lit it with his zippo. He took a drag and enjoyed the brown tobacco flavor that inundated his senses. Yet another guilty little pleasure he indulged in, aside from hot tea, he loved smoking every now and then. He couldn´t afford the lack of stamina that came with heavy smoking but a pack a week wasn´t too much, was it?

Shen was pondering on the effects that smoking had on the human body when he noticed a blurred shape on one of the rooftops of the lively street. It could be anything, but he knew every inch of this city like it was the palm of his hand, and whatever that was, it was not there a couple hours ago. A package for a triad? Some new air-conditioning system? Shen wasn´t sure. As he passed along said building he pulled his butterfly knife and played a little with it on his hand. The shadow now behind him, he used the reflection on the blade to check on the suspicious shadow when he saw it shift a little. The now decidedly human shadow changed his position and quickly crawled across the rooftop to get a better look at the street. Shen studied the reflection a little more and he made more shapes that moved skilfully from one roof to another. Too skilfully to be simple thieves. More like assassins. Thought the Asian brawler. But that affirmation only gave him more questions, one of such would be the identity of their target. Shen kept on doing fancy tricks with his shiv as he walked down the crook-infested street, looking for possible targets for such skilled and quite possibly, high-profile hitmen. Shen did not see anyone that had enemies that thought they merited such...'special attention'. Except for himself. The brawler had no shortage of enemies that would do anything to get rid of him. Preferably in a exceptionally brutal and painful way. He stopped flipping his click clack and pocketed it.

"Better than sex, better than smack..." Muttered Shen Woo as he made a short dash forward and looked at the shadowy figures. They had stopped being stealthy and started running as well. "Gotcha!" Shen had just done this to make sure they were after him, and now that he was sure he kept on running down the street and made a quick turn into a narrow alley knocking some people over in the process.

He was not sure they wouldn´t shoot in a packed street and while he wasn´t a 'hero' or even a 'good person' Shen would not use other people as shields. He jumped towards the wall at an angle, and used it to jump again over a fence that would have stopped his run short. He kept on running and used a garbage dump as a spring board and jumped into a fire escape and quickly climbed it to get to the roof of the building. When me made it to the top he saw the figures running and cocking silenced sub-machine guns at him. He simply smiled and kept on running till the edge of the building and without losing any speed he jumped over the edge. He absolutely and utterly loved it, the exact moment gravity had no hold on him and then, the free fall. The roof of a building about 5 meter below was getting closer as he soared the sky. Then the adrenalin kicked in like a dam bursting open. All seemed to stop for a moment. The whole world had just gone silent for this instant of beauty. Shen closed his eyes for a moment, letting all his other senses guide him. He felt the warm breeze of springtime Shanghai against his skin. He heard the noise, the voice of his city, pulsing with life and speaking to him. And he heard the whispers coming from the gun´s muzzles, bullets soaring the air around him, missing him by mere inches...and he smiled.

Then he opened his eyes. He hit the floor with a roll to lessen the force of the impact landing on his feet and kept on dashing without breaking stride. Fifty meters to the edge of the building. A metal pipe and an air-conditioning system next to it at the ledge would help him jump to the next rooftop, and from there he would cross the street using a zip-line. On his way there was a metal air vent that crossed the rooftop, and another one ten meters behind it that was about a meter above the ground. He quickly speed-vaulted over the first one and slid below the second without losing a second. As he ran the last twenty meters he looked back over his shoulder to get a good glance at the foolish goons that dared challenge him on his own playground. Two men and two women seemed to conform the team. And he knew this particular group of people. The Ikari Warriors.

"...better than coke, better than meth..." Said Shen in an excited voice as he used the air-conditioning to jump upwards, making it over the ledge of the higher structure. He stole another glance at the mercenary team, clad in dark military garb and toting H&K MP5K sub-machine guns with silencers. They were expertly making his way to him and shooting a couple rounds at him. Shen jumped at the void and grabbed the zip-line that crossed the street full of pedestrians unaware of the scene that was taking place just some twenty meters above their heads. The Chinese fighter was very happy right now. They weren´t any of that useless crap he had been fighting lately, these guys were first-class and he was determined to have a little fun tonight. As soon as his feet touched the ground he kept on running across the maze/hurdle course that were Shanghai´s rooftops. He ran across the buildings´ roofs, never letting his pursuers have a clear shot at him. Another glance confirmed what he had already thought. He had already sorted them out.

Leona, then Whip, and then Ralf and Clark. The blue-haired Amazon was by far the fastest and more agile of the lot, followed by the dominatrix kid and then the noticeably more bulky and slow pair of military giants. Leona was catching up even with the advantage his knowledge of the terrain provided him. She couldn´t get a clear shot at him while running at this speed and did not want to waste any more ammo. They had about six seconds of difference with the rest of the team. Enough for him. He jumped towards a balcony that had an electric billboard fixed on the wall, the blue-haired girl following him.

"...better than opium, better than anything!" Screamed Shen merrily as he turned around to confront his pursuer. Leona trained her gun on him but he quickly grabbed the bolt of her gun and yanked it back and forth extremely quickly, ejecting the first bullet and jamming the MP5K when rechambering a bullet while she was trying to shoot. Four seconds left. Using her moment of confusion he tried to do a swift low kick, but her fighting instinct took over and she jumped over the kick with an axe kick of her own. The Strike Arch. Shen barely blocked the oncoming attack. Three seconds left.

I can hold him until the rest of the squad gets here. Thought Leona, but while blocking her strike the Chinese thug´s smile didn´t even flinch. He broke his guard and did a shoulder tackle that while didn´t do any damage, knocked Leona on her back. While she was quickly getting on her feet he already had found his center. Like he had done over a million times he focused his Ki on his fist and unleashed his Tatsu! Geki Ken. But not upon Leona, but on the wall. The incredible force of the punch cracked the wall and made the billboard come crashing down between him and the female soldier. One second left. He picked the round he ejected from Leona´s gun and quickly smashed through the door that led into the building while the rest of the team closed on him. "GET HIM!" Screamed Leona at her radio. Ralf looked at her concerned, but nodded and kept on their mad chase. Leona quickly outweighed her options. The sparking billboard was blocking her way, but any attempts to climb it would fry her and it was impossible to just jump over it as there were no points to jump from. She unjammed her gun and looked to the street below, full of people wide-eyed and confused as to why that billboard had fallen and asking worriedly if it might fall into the street. Leona would had no other option than to descend three floors to street level and make her way into the alleys and back to the rooftops from there...

Shen ran up the stairs at an astounding speed, with the rest of the Ikari squad hot on his tail. He busted open with a shoulder tackle the door that led to the roof of the six-floor apartment complex. He knew exactly where to go next. Left, straight though a couple of buildings and then turn right. The military, unable to get a clear had no other option that to keep on running after him. While he ran, Shen took a closer look at the bullet he stole from Leona. A tranquillizer round. They wanted to have a word with him. Too bad the only thing he talked with were his fists. With his target getting closer he pulled out his click clack and flipped it into position.

The team with the amnesiac girl known as Whip taking it´s lead was getting closer to him and they aim their guns at his back. They had him now. The route he chose ended with a twelve-meter drop to the roof of a small love hotel behind a bigger apartment-complex that was getting it´s façade repaired. They saw it when they were getting into the position the informer had told them was more likely to meet the rowdy brawler. If he tried to jump to the scaffolding they would get a clear shot at him.

"YOU´RE COMING WITH US!" Shouted the young dominatrix. He didn´t stop, and she made a signal, and the Ikaris readied their guns. Now, jump to that scaffolding... She thought while smiling, their contractor had given them the assignment to capture the man known as Shen Woo and they weren´t going to fail. But he didn´t head where she was expecting him to. He went straight for the edge of the building and jumped into the void, turninig around to face them with a cocky smile and giving them 'the two-fingered salute'. Whip´s heart skipped a beat as she ran to the edge. They didn´t count on him committing suicide rather than letting himself get captured. Then she got horribly pissed off when he saw him land on a soft pad covered with a canvas that absorbed the force of the impact. Shen ripped the canvas with his knife to make sure no one else could mimic the stunt.

"Clever bastard..."Muttered Clark as the brawler got under cover from the hail of projectiles the mercenaries unleashed upon him. Then Whip upholstered her cherished whip and used it to sling down Indiana Jones style. Ralf and him would have to climb down the scaffolding...then it clicked. "NO! DON´T FOLLOW HIM! He isn´t fleeing!" But it was too late, as she was already on her way down.

"What do you mean Clark?" Asked the grizzled mercenary.

"He is trying to separate us! Every person has a different running speed, and if you run long enough, your pursuers will distance from each other, allowing you to take ´em one by one!"

"Fuck...we underestimated him... At this distance we´ll hit Seirah if we shoot. Let´s go!" - Said Ralf as he jumped to the scaffolding and started climbing down.

As soon as the female mercenary landed, she was met by ninety-eight kilos of fury that slugged her hard on the stomach and made her double over, he raised both his hands in a fist and brought it down on Seirah´s head. Hard. Then he did an double-handed upwards smash that threw her on the floor, she tried to shoot at him, but he pinned her gun arm to the floor with his foot.

"There´s nothing better than the rush of fighting!" Exclaimed merrily Shen Woo.

OOOOH! Cliffhangers are evil, kids! Let me know if you liked it, what could be improved or if it´s a piece of crap. Constructive reviews are welcome. Or at least let me know if someone actually is reading this.