[ Disclaimer: I do not own Street Fighter or anything involving it at all.]
[ This is something I wrote last year on LiveJournal, I decided It would be nice to share it with everyone! This is an introduction to Chao Xiang, Chun-Li's grandmother. I may expand it a bit more, but she knew Gen in his youth and so on. Possible hint of a pair? In their youth of course! Or I could push it and make em' old. ]
[Notes: In the first part, the italics are Chao's past thoughts of her son. Non-italics are her current words about Chun Li.]
"From the moment you were born, I knew you were a special child."
"From the moment your daughter was born, I knew she was a special child."
"Your passion for Justice was only succeeded by your passion of the martial arts and family."
"Chun-Li is indeed your daughter. No photograph can depict the sheer love for her family, justice, and the martial arts."
"Your passion lead you down a road that was too big for even your grasp. You took a big risk...,and though I disagreed with your choice, you did it anyway."
"That girl of yours! So hard headed!"
"When you passed away...I never thought I would fight again. I began drinking more, and Chun Li was training with Gen. I always wanted to be alone...the heartache was..."
"Now that she is a big girl, she seems to never have the time for dear old Grandmother. My how the tides have turned. Her heart still seeks revenge for your death...now that we know Bison has not perished."
"...The heartache was too much to take. I found myself wondering in the past more-so than the future. It felt as if all my stress and pain had built up on my heart, and was waiting to be released. This caged animal clogging my lungs and heart."
"That girl of yours never did know how to deny me food. So polite, just like that wife of yours was. I always saw her as being a phony, but Chun Li is genuine about it. Such a nice girl."
"Now...this beast is prepared to emerge. It is ready to unleash itself upon those who have yet to meet justice. I may not be as young as I used to. I may not be able to stop an enemy such as Bison, and I may not be able to change the world. However, I can change my own neighborhood one fight at a time. I will do what it was you loved, what it is your daughter loves, what I loved...fight.."
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Chao had sat high upon a hill top, beneath a large tree, hanging overhead with various pink petals fluttering down from it in the night's gust. The moon had shined down upon her elderly frame as she sat patiently, both legs crossed over one another, arms extended outwards, digits gracefully extended out. Catlike-old eyes would of slowly opened up as she gazed forth...
A hand lowered down to her cane. Long green robes about her frame slowly fluttered as she pushed herself up to a stand. Before herself, she could see the image of a young Chun Li, and her own son hand in hand, beckoning her to come on back home.
"...I will return home soon...but my day of reflection is not yet over." She said to herself, walking further along that hill with her cane. Turning herself toward the moon...Chao would pull up a small brown jug from her hip...holding it up high toward the moon.
"Through youth, old age, birth and even death...the fight never ends. It will go on for all of eternity, as long as there are those who have it's knowledge flowing through their veins."
Chao took a long drink of her wine in her jug, before lowering it.
"Gen...we never had our rematch..."