The Road Successor
I started this project in secret and now I'm revising it. This starts a little bit before Alpha 2, but has characters up to Third Strike already active.
-Prologue-
Cold…pain…what is happening to me? I cannot remember…What was I doing? Am I dying? Is that why I feel pain?
"Sir, Project Siranaq has awakened."
"Excellent."
Siranaq…why does that name sound familiar? Wait…Project Siranaq? What's going on?!
"There's a spike in his brain waves. He's panicking."
"I think he can hear us. Project Siranaq, calm yourself."
That voice…it sounds…familiar too… he's calm…but…I can sense something…vile. Is this his presence? Such evil…how can he exist?
"He's calming down, but the read out saying he's scanning you."
"What a novel little toy you are, Siranaq. You can sense my presence."
Who are you?
"I can tell by your probe that you're trying to figure out who I am? Well let me be blunt. I am your father, Siranaq. You were created from my DNA."
Father? That…doesn't sound right…but I sense no deceit from his words.
"I can sense your apprehension, Siranaq. You're a very intelligent boy. Doctor, you may continue."
"At once sir."
"I will see you again soon, Siranaq."
No…wait…don't…leave me to the pain…
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I'm awake again. My mind clearer than it was when I first awoke. I realized that I can't see anything. They have something over my eyes. I don't like this. I woke up and some evil man told me he was my father. But my father was dead. He died before I turned one. How can this man be him if I know he to be dead to begin with?
I think I'm confusing myself. He called me Siranaq. Wasn't that the name of the four guardians of Copy X? Why would he call me something out of a video game?
And Siranaq isn't my name. My name is…my name is…is…is…is…is…is…is…
Okay so I don't remember my name. So…Siranaq it is.
I can't feel my body. It's like I'm a floating brain. Wait Am I floating brain? That would explain a lot of things, and yet that thought freaks me out more than I care to admit.
God, I've been here for a while haven't I? Like I feel like I've been here for months on end.
"Hey what's this?"
Oh goody! People! And they can see me! But I can't see them! Fun! Maybe if I think REAL LOUD they'd get the message.
THINK THINK THINK
"It says here it's Project Siranaq. Another Bison clone? Kind of young though. He looks no older than sixteen."
Hey a chick! Wait a second. Sixteen! I'm Twenty-Six! I did not live for over two and half decades for half of that not to count. Then again, this has been a strange set of circumstances.
"Hey, I think he's awake. This brain…thingy is going off the charts. He knows we're here."
Give the man a prize! Now get me out of here! I'm tired not having a body.
"I think he's angry."
I think you're an idiot.
"Let's free him. He might be a clone, but these notes suggest that the brainwashing wouldn't take."
I love you woman! Now free me! Wait hold on, I can feel something. Gah, was I floating in Jell-O? This is revolting. It was probably the bad kind of Jell-O, the kind they reserve for creepy experiments. I think its apple. Apple Jell-O just sounds weird.
"Take off that helmet."
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The helmet and face apparatus came off and the boy coughed. The two other people looked shocked as the boy opened his eyes for the first time in a while.
"Oh…yuck…was that the reason why I couldn't talk? That thing was deep in my throat. I think I lost my gag reflex," The boy complained, his voice hoarse from misuse. "Gah! Turn off the light! It's like a thousand suns eating my eyes!"
"Oh right, sorry!" The lights went off, leaving the dim glow of the lab equipment.
"Thank you…" The boys eyes focused and he blinked. "…Charlie Nash and Chun Li Xiang? What the hell? What did that guy do to me?"
"You know who we are kid?" Charlie asked with a frown.
"I think I might be dreaming, or on some new drug," the boy said blinking. "Wait give me your hand."
"Why should I?"
"You can't physically touch things in dreams, I read. You perceive that you're touching something, but you never physically touch something in a dream."
"You think you're dreaming?" Chun Li asked confused.
"Either that or our mutual acquaintance did some freaky, supernatural bullshit and dragged me from my body across dimensions. I could hear you guys talking, you said I look sixteen right- oh jeez I'm naked in front of a woman." The boy blushed as his rambling died down. "Look my sanity aside, can we get out of here, and find me a pair of pants?"
"That sounds like a plan," Charlie said picking the boy up. "That enough contact for you?"
"I think I may swoon," the boy deadpanned. "Hold me tighter against your nice broad muscles you nerd." Chun Li laughed as she and Charlie left out of the labs. "I know I sound needy but can we stop by a burger joint too? I feel as if I haven't eaten in a while and the cow population has increased dramatically."
"Stop making me laugh, kiddo," Chun Li said trying to control her laughter.
"Only if Charlie reads me a bedtime story tonight."
"Don't make me drop you."
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"So…I was in a hidden lab somewhere in Hong Kong?" The boy questioned as he started on his next burger.
"Yep."
"Wow, that sucks," He said plainly. "You think that Bison would be flashier, with the size of his inflated ego."
"You seem awfully calm about that," Charlie said eyeing the boy.
"Oh, I got all my panic out when you guys were debating freeing me or not." The boy replied with a frown. "I was numb, couldn't move, and couldn't speak. All I had was my thoughts. And I got bored real quick. I think they were trying to do something with my brain. Before all this, I only knew English and Latin. Now I feel as if I can speak Chinese, Japanese, French, and Spanish."
"Can you tell us more about your situation?" Chun Li asked.
"Well…uhh…I'm trying to come to terms with that. Let me get back to you when I feel I can believe it myself."
"Kid we need answers."
"How can I give you straight answers when I don't even understand it myself? I don't even know what I look like!"
"Here," Chun Li gave the boy a large mirror.
He looked at himself in the mirror. "…Thank god, he was trying to feed me bullshit that I was his son. I look nothing like the Egomaniac. In fact I look like-"the boy blinked. Then looked at Chun Li. Then back at the mirror. "Fucking Bison and his disregard for cloning etiquette!"
"Seems like the kid caught on," Charlie chuckled.
"Okay…so…apparently Bison has the ability to steal souls from another dimension and stuff them into clones. Yep. That's what I'm going with." The boy said putting down the mirror.
Chun Li raised an eyebrow. "And why do you say that?"
"This body is a sixteen-year-old male clone of you. My mind belongs to a twenty-six-year old college student who liked to play video games." The boy deadpanned. "And for the life of me, I can't remember my own name! It's so annoying."
Charlie and Chun Li looked at each other, and then back at the boy. "Okay, say we believe you. How did you immediately recognize us?"
"Okay well, since we're going hypotheticals here, there's a series called Street Fighter that I played. It's a fighting game with an intricate plot. Starring any big name fighters you guys can list off the top of your heads and you two."
"Like Ryu?" Chun Li questioned.
"Fucking poster boy for the series, he's usually the first character in every game in the series and usually the go-to guy for crossovers." The boy explained. "And since Chuck is here, we're currently in the Alpha time line."
"What do you mean, since I'm here?" Charlie questioned. The boy gave him a look. "Oh."
"Yes oh. Be glad I like you though, and I hate Bison, I'll make sure you last past Alpha Three." The boy deadpanned.
"So let me get this straight," Chun Li began. "Our world is a video game in your old world, and you have knowledge of our world stuck in your head?"
"Pretty much," Then the boy frowned. "The problem I have is what he called me. "Project Siranaq". Siranaq was a villain from another game series, a bio-android called a Reploid. Tell me something. Is there two scientists named Doctor Light and Doctor Wily around, messing with robotics?"
"That's something we can look into for you," Charlie said with a frown.
"I get it, I scratch your back, you scratch mine, and then we don't look at the explosion as we walk away," the boy huffed. "I'll give you…time relevant information about Bison's organization. Future stuff is nice, but useless if we keep changing things."
"Deal," Chun Li said before Charlie could say anything.
"Also I need an identity. Cause you know…" He waved at himself.
"That can be arranged."
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"You serious right now?" The boy said, his eye twitching. Charlie was trying not to laugh at his expression. Chun Li was giving him an innocent look.
"What? We confirmed that yes, you were cloned from my DNA, how he got it we don't know, but still," She said, still annoyed by that prospect. "And you needed an identity."
The boy sighed. "Yeah you're right." He looked down back at the new identity he had.
Name: Huang Li Xiang
Age: Sixteen
Sex: Male
Nationality: Chinese
Relatives: Chun Li Xiang (sister)
"Well I can't say I hate the name. Brilliant Logic," Huang said with a grin.
"Don't let it go to your head," Chun Li commented.
"Says the woman named "Beautiful Spring"." Huang shot back. "So…uh…what now?"
"You need training, kid," Charlie said with a grin. "You need to be able to protect yourself."
"That being said," Chun Li continued with a grin. "We'll be seeing if you have any fighting skills at all and if you do, improve on them."
"…oh joy…" He didn't like their grins. Not one bit.
-End of Prologue-
Huang means Bright
Li can mean "Reason/Logic" "Stand" "Dawn/Black"
Tell me what you think? Should I continue? I know I have two stories I started but I've hit a block with those two, and I really want to write SOMETHING.