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Miracles

Sagat thought of pulling himself to his feet. A Tiger Genocide was never easy to instantly recover from, but recovering from one right after being pummeled by a Psycho Crusher was infinitely harder. So he had sank to his knees after delivering the final blow. The garage floor wasn't that comfortable, but it seemed easier than standing. But now, Bison's favorite assassin was streaking towards him with all of his famed speed. Dying on his knees was a repulsive thought to Sagat. When I can defeat Bison and Vega on the same day, that is the day I go and ransack Akuma's sock drawer. And I'll have a ki reserve the size of the oceans. As Sagat slowly stood to meet the new challenge, Vega halved the distance between them. If he knew Bison was dead, Vega probably wouldn't attack me. But the instinct of a killer is to kill.

Falling back into a defensive posture, Sagat awaited the first deadly rush of the Spanish ninja. It never came. Ten feet from Sagat, Cammy's Cannon Strike intercepted Vega. Too tired to do anything but watch, Sagat saw Vega recover from the ambush and  lunge, his weapon streaking for Cammy's neck. The claw met only air, as Cammy blurred with an enormous output of ki. Cammy started her Reverse Shaft Breaker underneath the jaw of Vega, praying she was making the right decision. Steel-toed boots of the Killer Bee bent and crushed the mask, cutting open the face of red-eyed insanity.

Sagat was surprised as Vega's body fell to the floor with the grace of a marionette that had its strings cut, but was too exhausted to show it. "I thank you, Cammy. How did you know?"

"Know what? I was-wait! He's getting back up! Damn!" As the giant and the doll watched, Vega got to his hands and feet. Then an unprecedented event: Vega removed his mask. Both Sagat and Cammy had seen Vega without his mask, but it was rumored that only Bison had ever seen him put it on or off. Blood smeared his face, rendering the royal assassin nearly unrecognizable.

"What's he doing, Sagat? I was sure that he would try to kill me after I delivered a full Reverse Shaft Breaker to his face. I mean, he's so protective of his looks, and-"

"And he's just looking around. The way he landed, I thought he was unconscious. Maybe he doesn't want to be damaged anymore. I don't know. Let's just be thankful."

"TRAITORS!"

Balrog rushed from the door that Vega had come through. The boxer had been twelve seconds behind Vega, and his fists were raised. As if that wasn't bad enough, Vega put his mask back on as Sagat felt a quick buildup of Vega's ki. But as the disgraced heavyweight champ came even with Vega, Vega redirected Balrog's momentum upwards. The image froze forever in Sagat's mind. Balrog suspended in the air, directly above the waiting claw of Vega. Cammy was an assassin, but the speed at which the more seasoned killer brought the end made her give a little gasp. Vega completed his Red Impact, his claw sticking up through the chest of the quickly dying Balrog. A high pitched giggle was heard, one body sliding down to make a pair of the dead on the floor of the Shadaloo garage.

The backstabbing complete, Vega ripped the mask off with more force than before, shivering from an invisible chill. Sagat had seen enough. "Let's go, Cammy. Two miracles may not be followed by a third."

"But what about the others?"

"What?"

"I'm not leaving without the other girls!"

Sagat couldn't believe his ears. "We may not get another chance to get out! Vega and Balrog are both out of our way, and we can bluff our way out in the confusion! We'll send help for them later. The Americans and-" Sagat cut himself off as he noticed Vega disappearing into the shadows. What else had he missed while quarrelling with Cammy? He looked around as best as he could with his one eye, but also searching out the location of a new ki signature.

"And because we may not get another chance is why we should rescue the rest now! They could move them while we're gone, and we'll never have this chance again! I won't leave!" Cammy was oblivious to the absence of Vega and to the approach of the foreign ki.

Sagat was about to leave her there when he noticed the new ki's source: an unusual man coming down the hall that he had planned to use to get to the surface. He was unusual in that he was an inch or two taller than Sagat, and covered in jungle camouflage instead of the usual Shadaloo uniform. And coming straight at them. In his wake was a now unmanned guard post, the unconscious soldiers sitting against the wall and draped over furniture like debris after a hurricane. His expenditure of ki in dealing with the post had probably been what allowed Sagat to sense him, assisting Sagat's search.

Sagat stepped between the incoming unknown and Cammy, ignoring Cammy for now, believing that his incredible run of luck had ended. He quickly went through the events that had transpired. First I defeat Bison, then Cammy somehow stops Vega, or Vega stops on his own, then Vega kills Balrog. Balrog was the main reason I wanted out so quickly. Couldn't take on that brute so soon after Bison. I wasn't expecting Vega at all, but I knew that the Emperor's attack dog would try and get revenge. Too bad I didn't prepare like I wanted to.

Sagat looked down at his fists. They were taped to his forearms, as were his ankles to the shins. It was a very rare occurrence anymore in fighting circles, but Sagat had thought about dipping his taped knuckles in tar. The tarred knuckles would then be dipped in a bucket of broken glass, forming a devastating weapon. The chance that his enhanced fists would tip off Bison had checked him.

The man stopped eight feet from Sagat and asked a question. Sagat's English wasn't that bad, but the man's accent rendered him impossible to understand. Nevertheless, he sounded threatening. Sagat raised his fists to the classic Muay Thai ready position and waited for the fight to come. The man raised his hands as well, ready for chopping or spearing. Cammy ran around Sagat, in between the two monolithic fighters. In Thai she yelled "Wait!" to Sagat, then talked to the other fighter in English too quickly for Sagat to follow.

"He knows Doll 12 and Doll 13, came to get them. I'm going to help him."

Sagat became extremely appreciative that Cammy's assignments had included America and Great Britain. He was much more prepared for a fight than when Vega had entered, but nowhere near ready for a battle that the man before him would require. "Cammy, you'll need the Psycho Drive to save the dolls. Here."

Reaching into his pocket, Sagat drew out a notebook barely bigger than two of his fingers. "I was planning on trying to save all of you, but Vega and Balrog make me want to get out as soon as possible. This notebook holds the settings and activation codes you will need to operate the Psycho Drive. You will also need an electronic security card to get there, or some other way through the doors."

Cammy took off her beret and placed the notebook inside, next to a credit card-like item that could only be a security card. "Thank you, Sagat. I was planning this for some time, but I could not get the codes for the Psycho Drive. It seems that miracles happen more often than you think. I can't thank you enough right now." Cammy gave a shuddering sigh. "And I don't know if we'll meet again after this, but if you can, be at the next tournament, even if you do not participate. I'll meet you there."

"I will be there. You and your new friend be careful. I saw Vega skulk away somewhere. Good luck, Cammy."

Sagat turned and left, the sounds of introductions and plans between T. Hawk and Cammy fading behind him, and the sweet air of freedom before him. Maybe I WILL go challenge Akuma.