Author's Notes: I'm guessing this might be the first Super Street Fighter 4 fan fict any one has made. This chapter fict depicts Juri Han, a new character to the series and one of my favorites, in a post SSF4 event involving interactions with Akuma (Gouki for Japan), my all time favorite character, and a tale of epic proportions. so enjoy, the possible first Super Street Fighter 4 fan fict ever by FMASTA9, Lesser Evil! Chapters will be updated at varied pace so keep your eyes on this one, you won't want to miss a moment of the epic action that is Street Fighter! FMASTA9, out. ]:3
Lesser Evil
It had been three whole days since Juri became the leader of S.I.N. after destroying Seth, and she was already under attack. Explosions were detected in all six reactors and every defense unit was eliminated as soon as it
was sent out. Juri was ticked. For her plans to be interfered with in such a short amount of time after they were formed when she became leader infuriated her. She was estimating a force of three special ops (the usual
Guile, Cammy, Chun-li) to an army of at least two hundred, anything out of that range would be ridiculous, even for the special task forces. Juri got up from her throne and walked up to the huge computer screen that
flashed with maps, information, and warnings. "Computer! Locate source of nuisance," Juri yelled at the screen, staring at it in anger for what it displayed. The screen blinked and shifted several times, coming to a stop at a
red circle on the layout of the base. "Hall B2, your room." "What!" Juri freaked at the declaration of intruders in her personal quarters. To have special investigators going through her underwear was a thought she twitched
at. The whole place rumbled again. "Hall B2 and Master Juri's personal quarters…destroyed." Juri screamed, clutching her hair, falling to her knees, and shaking her head in rage. "Why the hell would a special task force
destroy the leader of their enemy organization's room? It makes no sense!" "Cafeteria and hall C6, destroyed." "GAAAH!" Juri got up and smashed a nearby console with her foot. "Armory and hall D2, destroyed." "This place
is going to hell pretty freakin' fast! I guess I have no choice but to get involved and save what's left of my base since no one else will!" Juri got up and walked out the door, tossing a grenade behind her and blowing up the
info center, just in case. "Info cen-terrrrrrrrrrrr…destroyeeeeeeeeeeeeddddddd," the computer generated voice faded as several more explosions sounded, fire bursting from the door. Juri continued down the hall and into the
elevator. The elevator ride lasted twenty minutes, the rumbles occurring near constantly, and the alarms sounding off with their annoying tones gave her a headache. "Note to self, shorter elevators, new, less annoying
alarms, and more fortified 'hidden' bases!" Juri clicked her earpiece, which beeped in response before she took it off, crushed it, and tossed it before it ignited in a small insignificant explosion. As she continued to walk down
the corridor, the rumbles became more violent and intense, which Juri guessed was due to her being closer to the source of her base's destruction. She smiled as she entered the key code to the door and walked inside to the
destroyed 'secret' spy plane hangar. Amongst the wreckage of the high tech planes and bodies of her henchmen stood one man. He wore a pitch-black gi, a blood red symbol shined on the back that mimicked his hair color.
His fists were wrapped in ropes and bloody prayer beads surrounded his neck. He came across as a nightmare. "You have got to be kidding me! One guy is responsible for all this damage? How is this possible," Juri stood there
in shock at the sight of the intruder, unmoving in his presence. "I'm guessing you're the one," his voice resembled a demon, which made Juri sweat in fear, "who killed Seth and defeated Bison. Are you as strong as you are
claimed to be, or are you just another weak child that got lucky?" Juri took offense to that. She worked hard for her title and was not ready to be called weak by a man who was likely weaker than Bison 'and' Seth. Juri
considered this a cake walk, the stranger being all talk and show and not having any power at all, just a lot of explosives and hidden weapons so as to cause so much destruction. "Tch, don't think me so weak that you'll
actually escape with your life. I'll obliterate you without even breaking a sweat!" He turned to face her, and death stared Juri in the face. The pure red eyes of the devil pierced her wicked soul, making it look insignificant in
comparison to his evil. Juri nervously swallowed and began a defensive stance, a hint of pure fear in her expression now. "Now, prove that you are strong…ATTACK!" In a nervous rush, Juri screamed, her Feng Shui Engine's
systems burst to life in her left eye as she leapt into the air, pulling off several midair twists and turns in her desperate attack on her enemy. Her foot was but a few inches from his face when, in an instant, Juri slammed to
the ground, the force of wind crushing the life out of her. The wind was as ominous as the man himself, and she felt she wouldn't last much longer if the pressure were kept up for another estimated 2 minutes. The force
subsided, and Juri gasped for air, coughing on the ground before his sandaled feet. Juri looked up and gasped in awe. The man didn't even move! "How is…that…possible," Juri shuddered, struggling to accept what just
happened. "As I thought, just a kid that got lucky." He raised his arm, growling lowly as purple flames gathered to his palm. The shape of a ball formed in his hand out of the flames and hovered inches from it. He swung back
his arm and launched his open fist past Juri's face and over her shoulder, sending the ball of fire into the nearby wall, causing an explosion that shook the room. Juri's eyes had not left his as she knelt there, breathing heavily
out of fear for her life. When the smoke cleared, the hole in the wall was far greater than the size of the ball he launched, the wall having literally disappeared and rubble being all that remained. Never had she seen such
divine power, the presence of which filed her with pain, pain of weakness. "This is true power…although, that was just a small demonstration." Juri gasped at his words. That huge attack was a small demonstration? She
struggled to comprehend what would happen if he actually tried, and it filled her with so much disbelief at the sight of that man, thinking this was all a bad dream. Unfortunately, it wasn't. "Train, grow stronger, than try
again, maybe you'll actually hit me next time." He began to walk away to the opposite hole in the wall from the one he just made. "W-wait!" He stopped. "Who…are you?" Juri awaited his answer, wondering just who this
powerful man truly was. "I…am Akuma! The demon whose power is feared by both heaven and earth! Whose presence crushes the spirits of those too weak to face me in battle! I am the murderer that seeks those with
power and shows them that 'I' am the strongest fighter in this world…and the next!" Silence enveloped the hangar, his demonic presence engulfing the room like an evil fog as he spoke, making him seem all the more
demonic and merciless, an effect that worked on Juri who was frozen in fear. He turned to leave again, but Juri spoke up once more, "Then may I ask a request?" "What?" "Take me with you…and train me in your fighting
style!" To be continued…
