Nightmare Existence-

I do not own any of the characters in this story. Capcom owns them. I'm just borrowing them temporarily, though I do own this fic... It sucks to be me =P Also, this is Guy's POV ^^

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I don't know who this girl is, or why I chose to follow her. My mind refused to let go of the feeling I had, when I fought her back at the tournament. I am trained in the ways of Bushinryu- I only came to the Street Fighter tournament eager train more and destroy the evil man named M. Bison. But I never expected to follow this fate. Taking care of and protecting such a deranged soul.

Her name was Rose.

A psychic from Italy, with a strange past. I presume she was sent here, to teach me that there is such a thing as fate. Well... I've learned that you shouldn't mess with it.

I suppose I should start from the beginning. When I learned about this mysterious woman...

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That day, it was rather cold. I had just began my battles at the tournament and succeeded in defeating many people within merely days. It was easy-- Too easy. I had arrived in Italy the day prior, expecting that I would be able to defeat my opponents, and within time just venture off and defeat Bison easily.

-I overestimated myself.

I had only heard of my new opponent briefly when I entered the tournament. My friend Cody, told me that she was an insane witch, that only entered to destroy Bison and take her own life.

Basically to... commit suicide.

I remember the exact moment I met her-- the exact moment I met Rose.

Her burgundy hair flew freely with the wind. The mysticism in her eyes was amazing. She wore a noticeable yellow scarf over her pink apparel.

I wasn't only shocked by her looks, the thing that really shocked me was her aura and the feeling I got when she was near-- It was so pure and graceful, yet mysterious and dark. I had to snap out of it before we spoke. I decided to start our conversation before the fight.

The conversation that probably got me into this... mess.

"You are Rose, are you not?" I started, rather meekly. "It is not right to give up your life, even for your mission. Risking life and surrendering it are two different things."

She simply stared at me. The glare in her eyes was filled with arcane light.

"My mind is made up. Is it your place to try and help me? Even if so, your assistance is not anything that I need, nor want." She spoke surprisingly stern..

Before I knew it, we were in combat.

I readied myself in a fighting stance and began my attack. She pulled her scarf off, and drifted it forward, hitting me. All right, it was only a scarf... But to my knowledge and through out all of my training, that one hit, was quite possibly the most painful thing I had ever experienced. Probably because it wasn't just a scarf.

It took me a moment to get over the pain, before she almost hit me with it again. That time, I sidestepped and arched my body back to block it. I apparently caught her off guard when I dashed towards her, and kicked her stomach. She winced, and fell back. Of course, I started to get cocky and thought I could do it again... But, I was wrong. She arose considerably quickly and placed her hands together. I could see them glowing and sparking a light purple. It was fascinating.

So fascinating, that I couldn't even hear the words, "Soul Spark!" slip from her mouth. She shot the 'purple light' toward me.

Cody was right. She was a witch... A great one at that...

That instant I fell back, trembling in pain.

She looked down at me, with almost... Pity.

I was defeated.

It didn't matter though. She had definitely earned the title of victor this match.

"What was that...?" I accidentally thought aloud.

"Soul Power..." She said to me slowly. To my surprise, she offered me her hand.

I took it...

Her aura was nothing compared to her touch. I could feel the pain and mystery flowing through her, in that brief second.

It was the oddest thing I had ever experienced. Like learning everything about a person just by a handshake.

That instant, I knew that I had to stop her...

She took a step away from me.

"Soul Power...?" I began. "Most impressive. But never underestimate his power. He's a man of such evil energy, even my kindred fear him."

She shook her head.

"Thanks for the advice, but I must continue on my path..."

She raced away from me, before I could convince her other wise

With my defeat at Rose's hand, I had just lost the tournament. But at the time, my objective wasn't to win. It was to save Rose's life.

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::Author's Notes::

The pairing is weird, huh? It'll get *much* weirder ^_~

This was kind of a prologue. I'll continue, if you want-- But please review, or I won't know whether or not I should. Thanks for reading. ^_^