Author's note: Here is it everyone, the story you guys have been waiting for. I meant to get it done a lot sooner this month, but I have been gathering a lot of Tekken knowledge, so I can know what to work it. Hopefully my writing style has improved since my last story. Either way since you guys has been so patent I reward you with two for one special.
The wind blew swiftly among the two Street Fighters. It was a quiet afternoon. It has been three years since there last encounter. Gouken and Akuma have not been heard from since then. Now it was totally different. The wondering dragon warrior and the former S.I.N assassin now were official traveling companions as well as lovers.
They watched peacefully as the sun set over the sea Juri held their child. Her name was Ingrid, and she was now three years old. It was not the only change after three years. They were official lovers.
Ryu now had facial hair from to his chin, and even had mustache. He also had a new and improved Karate Gi, now a dark green color, while still keeping his red headband.
Juri Han, no longer did she have her hair in an ox-horn style, instead it was cut short to her neck. She also has a purple sports shirt with no spider symbol on covering her backside. She still retained her fingerless gloves similar to Ryu, but only the color was white.
He shot a long range Hadouken as it managed to pierce the lake temporary cutting the stream of flow. Ryu wiped the sweat off his forehead after a job well done.
Ingrid clapped her hands. "Yay, Dad-da is strong."
"Yes daddy is strong little Ingrid. He's also very fierce and determine. Nothing will stop him." Juri added holding Ingrid close.
Water had soaked their bare feet as they walked together on the beach holding Ingrid's hand. She laughed constantly enjoying the company of her mother and father. Even if the young warrior dedicated his life to his training, he also enjoyed his new family. Spending time with Ingrid, He began to understand Ken's life as a father. Now that he had someone to fight for.
Even Juri Han was happy with her new life giving birth to a beautiful daughter. She didn't think that she would ever be happy again and just live her life fighting endlessly S.I.N or not. She hardly remembered her days with the organization. It was all a big blank in her memory.
"Don't go too far dear." Juri advised as Ingrid ran across the beach.
Ryu and Juri watched Ingrid play innocently in the lake like in a children's wading pool. Water splashed all over as she kicked. The sun reflected her carefree nature.
"I'm glad I met you." Juri whispered.
He placed his hand over Juri's shoulder. "The same goes for me as well."
Ingrid hopped on Ryu's leg. "Daddy, mommy, I'm hungry are we going eat something or what."
Juri rubbed Ingrid's head. "Off course dear, and I know just the place. A new restaurant just opened up across from here."
The three of them arrived at Chinatown restaurant. Oddly and coincidentally it was the restaurant of Marshal Law's. It was not the most popular place to eat, but it did serve a variety of Japanese and Chinese style food. Ingrid sat in her mother lab. But luckily it wasn't heavy populated; it only had a few people inside.
Their orders came in. A side of Teriyaki chicken on a stick and Miso ramen bowls for both of them. Ingrid was like baby in her infant stages as she munched on the chicken. She didn't realize that sauce had spread on her mouth. Ryu and Juri had chuckled as Juri was the first wipe the sauce off her mouth.
Pan sizzled and pots boiled over in the tiny restaurant. Everyone was as quiet as a mouse. The silence was broken as well as their family time by a suddenly loud noise. A fat yet muscular guy went flying in after being knocked back by another fighter. Unexpectedly, he was knocked back by another fighter in a yellow suit.
"Look pal I told you, you got the wrong guy." He tried to defend.
"Don't play dumb with me. Just because you gain a little weight doesn't me you can trick my eyes, Ken Masters." Rufus identified.
Bob continued to parry Rufus attacks. "Okay, first of all, this is my natural weight, and I'm comfortable with my body, and second, last thing I heard Ken Masters was on business trip."
"Don't try to deceive me, I'm not stupid." Rufus continued his ongoing assault.
"Bob, are you alright?" Julia asked catching up to Bob.
Bob grunted in pain, "Does it look like I'm alright Julia? I just got my ass kicked by some fat lunatic."
"Fat? I am proud of my iron body." Rufus shot back.
Rufus continued to attack Bob without hesitation. This whole situation was an insane misunderstanding as Bob thought. At this rate, it was pretty hopeless reasoning with Rufus. And he didn't want to hurt him too badly.
Chaos reigned pots, and plates flung all over the place. Out of dumb luck Rufus found himself trapped inside of a barrel. Man of man, did he feel stupid by time he glanced at the TV. Ken Masters had just donated a large amount of money towards the children's orphanage.
It was too late to apologize as Bob delivered his counter attack against the oaf. Julia stepped in to assist. With a few blows, she shattered the barrel. If he thought he was home free, he wasn't. Bob had just trapped Rufus inside another barrel and sent him rolling down the road of the restaurant.
"Oh no, not again!" Marshall Law moaned. "My place has been trashed in another fight, what I am I going to tell my insurance company now?"
Paul thought it over for second, and then it clicked. "Oh that's easy, we'll just burn it down and say someone else did it. That way our troubles will be over. Then we'll be back on easy street."
Ryu, and Juri continued to enjoy their meals pretending not to notice what happened. Those distractions to them were nothing more but ants on the wall. However, that didn't stop Ingrid from watching the fight, and being totally amazed. "Mommy, daddy. That was an awesome fight. Did you see it?"
"We did sweetie, now eat up." Juri said feeding Ingrid a noodle.
Knowing full well, that she couldn't resist the amusement, they nodded their heads in response. Sooner or later she was going to learn to fight, but not at this stage.
The evening was still young as Ryu decided to carry Ingrid by piggy back. She enjoyed being on her father's neck as she patted his head and pulled his hair. Juri giggled at her playful expression, "Careful dear, you don't want to give your father a concussion."
"Please Juri, I suffered worst head injuries from Akuma."
Juri gave Ryu a slight push, "Well, I'll be sure not to hold back on you next time, if you piss me off again."
"Your just not good enough little man, so run home."
Poison, a former Mad Gear member, insulted her opponent defeated by her huge partner Hugo, another former Mad Gear member, who had just Ko'd his opponent with a vicious takedown. "Once again victory is mine." Hugo cried out to the crowd.
"You mean ours baby, together we'll continued to climb to the top of the wrestling world."
Knowing full well who they were, Ryu, had lead Juri and Ingrid away from Poison and Hugo. They blended in the large crowd to avoid detection. He did not want to fight Hugo again especially while on his day his with his family.
"Step right up, who thinks they could take on the mighty Hugo? I'll even offer two on one fight." Poison called for volunteers making money on her career.
Ingrid giggled at the defeat of the opponent as he was being taken away onto a stretcher. He couldn't tell if she was laughing at his pain or his bitter defeat. "Should I be concerned over the joy that our daughter takes in the ultra-violence?"
"Oh stop being so paranoid, it's completely natural. Maybe she'll be as strong like her mother or maybe inherit your father's stubborn willpower." Juri winked at Ryu.
Before his next combat, Ingrid had already fallen asleep on top of Ryu's head. Little did they realize that someone was already looking over them? However, because of Ryu's keen instinct he was able to sense the presence of an enemy. Bison, Akuma, Shadaloo or S.I.N spy, too many guesses had poured into his mind.
Ryu handed sleeping Ingrid over to Juri and instructed her to go on home and he'll catch up. "I know you're out there. Who are you and what do you want?"
The foe snickered as he came out of hiding. "I hear you have great power, maybe even on the same as my own family gene. I'd figure by tracking your movement, I'd have the chance to test out that power of yours." He took off his coat. It was fighter with a huge scar on his chest and red left eye.
Ryu asked, "Do you work for Shadaloo?"
Kazuya snickered again. "Shadaloo? Don't make me laugh. Those fools are nothing."
It has been a while since Ryu had fought a foe. Both fighters began to sidestep. It was only a matter of time before one of them made the first move. Out of all the fighters Ryu had encountered, this one was different. He sensed a dark aura within this fighter, so he had to keep on his feet.
They matched blows. While Ryu was a more concentrated and patient fighter, Kazuya Mishima was more aggressive with his fighting style. He put a lot of power into his blows. He may have not have been Akuma, but his brutal nature almost came close.
As they fought Ryu tried to analyze Kazuya's power. He moved at an unpredictable pattern. Kazuya even negated must of Ryu's Hadouken's with his demonic energy. Surprised on his energy, Ryu eyebrow raised. Now he wasn't sure if he was going to win this fight.
After exchanges blows for an hour, Ryu and Kazuya took their distance for a final assault. Both of them put their energy into their mighty fist. As the last timber weed shifted, they jumped in midair for a final clash like a samurai dual.
Upon landing back to ground level, both of them were on their knees stricken from the power punches. Neither of them did not fell flat on their faces, Kazuya held a cocky grin very sure on his victory. Ryu had the serious look of fierce determination.
The leaves surrounded the fighters as if their aura was controlling the flow. Before Kazuya could continue, he received a call from a business associate. He hated to leave the situation unresolved, but "duty calls."
"I see. I'll be right there." Kazuya clicked his phone. "I love to stay and knock you around some more like the miserable dog you are. But I have some business to take care of. Rest assured our match will be postponed some other time, and in the end only one of us will be left standing. Regardless, I'm a good sport, so I'll leave you calling card."
This left Ryu dumbfounded, but even he knew it wasn't over as he looked at the card with a bizarre-looking-symbol saying Mishima-Zaibatsu.
Juri had waited for Ryu outside tapping her foot. When spotted, she sighed in relief. "About damn time, did you take care of whoever was following us?"
"Yes, it appeared to be another fighter, yet his strength was somehow inhuman. Luckily it ended in a draw."
Juri shook her head in hopelessness, and then wrapped her arms around Ryu's neck. "Whatever, I'm just glad you're safe and sound, literally."
One eye was on Juri, while the other was on the card give to him by Kazuya. "Yes, but how long?"