This is my first MVC fanfic! Please read n rate! Hope u enjoy it!
Chapter 1
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The alarm clock went off with its whining tone. Ryu groaned and struggled to slam the alarm off with his heavy hand. He painfully sat up in his bed out a long lion-yawn. Groaning and mumbling, Ryu climbed out of his bed and dragged himself downstairs to the kitchen in his boxers, smacking his lip lazily. He rummaged through the cupboard and produced an instant ramen cup. He then poured steaming water into it and slinked towards the calendar. He groaned with a facepalm. The 1-week holiday was over, which meant that he had to return to a place he definitely did not look forward to: high school.
He retrieved his breakfast and a pair of chopsticks. He walked over to his small TV, switched it to the news channel and slurped his ramen.
"And the Red Skulls strike again, this time, robbing a liquor store and two convenience stores in one night," the anchorman said. "5 bystanders were injured, now under extensive care. The police are still investigating the gang's whereabouts."
Ryu rolled his eyes in disgust and turned off the TV with a click of the remote. After throwing away his empty ramen cup, he headed upstairs to get ready for another day of arduous torture. The martial artist brushed his teeth emotionlessly staring at his reflection in the mirror as if it was purgatory, feeling neither disgust nor appeasement. After a cold shower, Ryu was more awake, and promptly put on his school uniform and left his apartment with his backpack. He took the usual route, past the bakery, a left turn at the gym, and down the alley.
As he trotted through the alleyway, Ryu spotted a couple of thugs, leaned against the wall, smoking and drinking. They soon noticed him too, and gave a sinister sneer as they approached him.
"Hey, school-boy! Ya gotta pay a toll to pass, don'tcha know?"
Ryu stared at them, unblinking. "I've never heard of a toll here. Let me through and no one will get hurt."
"Ho, ho. You've got guts. Do you know who we are?" The one that seemed to be the leader revealed a tattoo of a crimson skull with horns and bat wings.
"That's right. We're part of the Red Skulls. Just hand over all the money ya got and we promise we won't hurt ya, kid."
"Your gang is only made out of hopeless thugs and outcasts, hiding behind your weapons."
"You little son of a bitch!" one of them yelled as he charged with a switchblade. Ryu easily dodged the jab and trapped his opponent's arm under his own, then delivered a powerful round-house kick to the stomach, slamming the thug against the wall.
"Get that bastard!" the leader ordered. His cronies rushed at him with knives, baseball bats, and lead pipes. Ryu deftly dispatched them with ease. Panicked, their leader pulled out a handgun and hollered as he emptied the rounds. "Die!" Ryu dodged the projectiles so easily that he didn't even break a sweat. As the gun clicked empty, he jumped at his target with a deadly side kick. The gangster was sprawled on the ground, wheezing for air. After he managed to lift his head, he asked, "Kid, what's your name?"
"Ryu."
"Ryu as in dragon, huh? That's fitting; you fight like one. Well listen up, Ryu: the boss will hear about this and be after you, so you better get ready; fight or flight. He's more than meets the eye."
"He's just a thug like you. He won't be much of a problem."
He shook his head with a nasty grin, as if he knew a way to take over the world. "No, he's much more than that. Some say he's straight from hell."
The criminal collected himself and began to wake some of his accomplices.
"You've won today, but the next time you face the Red Skulls, the boss'll be there. I may be a hoodlum, but I have some morals of my own, and no one deserves what he'll do to you. I'm one of the few people who know what he really is. So get ready, he's coming for you."
With that, he and his followers limped away. What an odd fellow, Ryu thought. He took out his cell phone and looked at the time. 7:15.
"Crap! I'm late for school!" he cursed and sprinted towards his destination at full speed.
He arrived at the large building glimpsing at the sign that read: School of Marvel and Capcom, uniting east with west. This school was founded for youths of extraordinary gifts, usually superpowers. Ryu spied the PE teacher, Wolverine with a meter stick and sniffling students who were in the usual punishment position, on their knees and stretching their hands up to the air. Wolverine was strutting down the row, rebuking them.
"Why can't you bubs be more punctual? You're damn lucky I can't use my claws on you. Hey! Put those hands up properly, this is supposed to be a punishment, not a picnic!"
Ryu stealthily snuck over the walls with a single leap, and tip-toed towards the side-door, but stopped dead in his tracks as he heard the teacher sniffing suspiciously.
"What's that smell? Ah, I recognize it now. My 'favorite' student," he snarled as his bared teeth twisted into an evil grin.
Ryu bolted inside and ran into his classroom with a bloodthirsty mutant yelling after him. He slammed the door shut and turned around to be met by booming voice yell "DOOM!" and a steak of electricity shoot towards him.
How was that? Stay tuned for a bonus chapter!