Chapter one: Death

(SIX MONTHS AGO)

Bison collapsed to one knee, using one arm to keep himself from collapsing completely. As he breathed heavily, trying to get his breath back, Bison used the other arm to hold his stomach. The two fighters that had defeated him stood a few yards away. One was dressed in a red fighting outfit and, strangely, wore sneakers. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, dampening the bangs of his brown hair. The other was slightly shorter, and wore a yellow military outfit, complete with combat boots and a red hat. Guy folded his arms and looked down at Bison while Rolento spun his baton around in his hand, smiling. The two former enemies didn't take their eyes off Bison until he finally gave in and collapsed completely. The two men turned around and started walking out of the room.

"Great work, Rolento." Guy said. "I'm glad that we're finally on the same team."

"Likewise, comrade." Rolento said with a grin. He closed his eyes and sighed with relief. "At last, Denise is avenged, and can finally rest in peace."

"Bison may be defeated, but we still need to destroy this base." Guy said. "Have you got any more grenades on you, Rolento?"

"I only need this one, Guy." Rolento said with a smirk, pulling a grenade from his pocket. "This is a specially modified grenade. This one weapon of destruction has enough firepower to destroy the whole Shadaloo base."

Guy smirked back, and slapped Rolento on the back. "You thought of everything, didn't you?"

"I try, comrade." Rolento replied. "I try."

Suddenly, the duo heard an evil laughter coming from behind them. Guy and Rolento spun around and saw Bison get to his feet and lift off the ground. Bison folded his arms and laughed.

"Fools! You both should've killed me when you had the chance!" Bison laughed. "But now, you're both doomed!"

Suddenly, Bison became engulfed in blue flames. Bison laughed evilly as the muscles on his body got larger. Bison's eyes fogged up, leaving them a solid blue.

Knowing that they wouldn't stand a chance against Bison when he was like this, Guy looked at Rolento. "What are we going to do now?"

Rolento seethed, not taking his eyes off Bison. "We have no other alternative, comrade. Get out of here."

"What are you talking about?" Guy asked. "What about you?"

"Do not worry, comrade." Rolento said. "If this is the only way to destroy Bison, then so be it!"

Rolento held the specially modified grenade in one hand, and placed two fingers of the other hand into the pin's ring. Leaving Guy behind, Rolento charged forward, towards Bison, ripping the pin out of the grenade at the same time.

"DIE, MURDERER!" Rolento shouted, throwing the grenade at Bison.

Suddenly, just as Rolento released the grenade, the grenade went off, creating a massive explosion. Bison let out an ear-piercing scream of pain as Guy covered his face with his arms.

"ROLENTO!" Guy screamed.

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Meanwhile, outside the Shadaloo base in India, a teenage girl stood hundreds of yards away, standing on the dry, grass-less ground. She was tall, thin, had long, wavy, brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. She wore a dark blue hooded sweater, blue jeans and red sneakers. She had been told not to come, but she came secretly, wanting to help out in any way she could and not wanting to alarm the person who told her not to come.

The ground shook under the girl's feet as the Shadaloo base went up into a pillar of fire. Her eyes sprang open in shock, as she knew exactly who was in the base.

"FATHER!" The girl screamed as she rushed towards the explosion.

The girl ran for two minutes, towards the remains of the Shadaloo base. By the time she got close, the base was reduced to nothing but flaming wreckage. Suddenly, she saw two figures slowly walking away from the wreckage. One was more the less assisting the second in walking, and had one arm around the other's shoulder. Both figures were battered, bruised and bloody. The girl recognized the one being assisted in walking was her father.

"Father!" The girl cried as she rushed towards the duo. The first man laid the second down on the ground as the girl turned to him. "Mr. Hinato! Is my father alright?!"

"Father?" Guy asked as the girl got down at Rolento's side. "I never knew Rolento had a daughter."

"Father! Are you alright?!" The girl asked, grabbing Rolento by his uniform. "Speak to me!"

Rolento moaned as he slowly opened his eyes. He looked over at Guy. "Did it work, comrade?"

"Yeah." Guy replied. "Bison is dead. This time, hopefully, for good."

"Good." Rolento said with a smile. He then turned to the girl. "I thought I told you not to come."

"I just had to help out." The girl replied. "I helped get Sakura to the hospital after Birdie almost killed her."

"That WAS a help." Rolento replied. Suddenly, he started coughing weakly. The girl's eyes sprang open, knowing what this meant.

"No! Father, you can't die on me!" The girl cried. "Don't leave me alone!"

"It's alright, Charlotte. I'm already growing weak." Rolento said. "Nothing can stop my death now." Rolento could see the tears forming in his teenage daughter's eyes. "Don't worry, dear. I'll be with your mother soon, and we'll both always be there for you."

Rolento coughed again as he looked up at his daughter. "Charlotte, I want you to promise me something."

"Anything, father! What is it?" Charlotte Shugerg asked, crying tears of sorrow.

Rolento took the red hat off his head, reached up and placed it on his daughter's head. "I want you to...Carry on in my place." He said.

"I promise, father! I promise!" Charlotte quickly replied.

Rolento smiled warmly as he reached up and placed his right hand on Charlotte's left cheek. "You look...So much like...Your mother."

Charlotte suddenly heard her father exhale as his hand fell from her face. Rolento closed his eyes as his head tilted to the right. Rolento Shugerg, the German street fighter, was dead. Charlotte broke down and cried, letting the tears flow freely. She suddenly felt Guy place a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry." Guy said. "He was a great man."

Charlotte tried to wipe away her tears, but failed. "I know."

Guy looked into the sky and sighed. "Rest in peace, Rolento."

(PRESENT DAY)

It was nighttime in Metro City as eighteen year-old Charlotte Shugerg sat on a building rooftop, staring at a small photo of her parents holding her when she was a newborn, remembering the horrible day that separated her from her father.

Charlotte was born one year before her mother was killed at Bison's hands. Because her mother was American, Charlotte didn't speak German like her father. While her parents were out to dinner on their tenth wedding anniversary, the day that Rolento was the only one to return home alive, her father had one of his friends look after her. She couldn't remember much about this babysitter. Only that Rolento called him 'Sodom'.

As the years passed, Charlotte attended a school, became an excellent student, and eventually, made friends with Amy Guile and Mel Masters. However, when Charlotte heard that her father had joined Mad Gear out of vengeance, she pleaded to him not to stay in the gang. Obviously, Rolento didn't listen, and didn't quit the gang until his second encounter with Mike Haggar.

Currently, Charlotte stared at her parents' photo, wearing her father's hat on her head and twirling her father's baton in the fingers of her left hand. She never wore a full uniform, but always treasured those two objects of her father's. Charlotte had promised Rolento before he died that she'd carry on in his place, fighting evils wherever she could. Charlotte had trained in her father's fighting style, and got the baton work down perfectly. However, she wasn't as flexible as Rolento, and was still learning the method of rolling. Charlotte hadn't fought any crime yet, but she somehow knew that her first adventure was going to start soon.

Charlotte stood up and placed the photo back into her pocket. She looked up into the sky.

"My parents are in a better place now." Charlotte said to herself. "But my journey is not over! Not until I've lived up to my promise!" Charlotte looked at her watch, and her eyes widened. "Oh, man! I can't believe how late it is! I've got to get to school early tomorrow!"

Charlotte leapt off the roof of the building, grabbed a telephone wire, swung off it, grabbed a lamppost and slid down it until her feet were on the ground. Charlotte raced off down the street, towards her home.

To be continued...