MAJOR UPDATE AS OF SEPTEMBER 17, 2011: During a writer's block, I made the decision to return to this fic to make some edits, mostly grammar errors. I also made the decision to either add things or delete stuff that I was not satisfied with after this fic's completion.
For those who had read this fic in the past who remember the 'Greg' character, I've taken him out and replaced him with Cody's brother, Kyle, who didn't exist until the release of 'Final Fight: Streetwise' back in 2006, over three years after this fic's completion.
Speaking of siblings, I am FULLY aware (now) that Guy is NOT related to the Street Fighter EX characters, Kairi, Hokuto, and Nanase. Back then, I made the mistake of taking a 'word of mouth' of another fan and went with it. However, I really enjoyed writing the interactions with Guy and the three siblings. So, despite facts and canon, I've decided to keep the siblings idea.
Another very important note; last year, I had a major issue with a couple of reviews (which I've deleted since they were not signed) involving the Rena character. I mean, it's fine if you don't like a particular pairing, but to obsess over it is quite unhealthy if you ask me. A small part of me also believes that these reviewers may have thought Rena was my OC or something, but I'm just guessing. Rena is NOT an OC, but an actual character featured in the game 'Final Fight 2.' And she WAS Guy's fiancé at the time of the game. Whether that still stands in the aftermath of that game is still a mystery.
When I wrote this, there were no fics featuring Guy at the time, and this was an idea I came up with during my creative writing class back in my high school days. It's a bit of an alternate timeline (or universe if you count the whole sibling thing) featuring most of the Final Fight storyline with a tiny bit of Final Fight 2 added in.
With all that out of the way… I hope you enjoy the fic!
Chapter One
The cold wind blew around the buildings of Metro City. The snow slowly fell down into the busy streets in light flakes. Pedestrians and drivers all around tried to make it through rush hour despite the cold, harsh weather.
Amongst the crowd, a young woman stopped and looked up at the skyscrapers on top of the buildings. She had just moved into the city only a couple of days ago and was now trying to memorize every detail of the city. She wanted to make it feel more like home to her.
She soon began to walk down the crowded street, wrapping her arms around herself in order to keep warm. She wore a brown, knee-length jacket over a black shirt, black leather gloves on her small hands, blue jeans, and black knee-high boots. She also wore a black wool hat over her head, her long black hair swaying in different directions.
She walked down a few more blocks before she saw a small store filled with Christmas supplies. She smiled at the sight of the decorations inside.
'Well, maybe I should buy a few things for the apartment,' she thought. 'After all, Christmas is only five weeks away.'
She entered the store, a small bell on top of the door ringing above her head as she stepped inside. Only a couple of other people were looking around the store. She gazed at the small trees on the high shelves. Some were two feet high, and some were only a foot. Some were already decorated with bright lights and various ornaments, and some were left with nothing.
After looking around for some time, the young woman found the perfect one, one of the non-decorated, two feet ones. She managed to get it off the shelf safely despite her small height.
She then looked around at the different ornaments. She saw a set of glass angels and decided to add them to the little tree. Then, she tried to find the perfect angel for the top of her tree, but couldn't find one. She sighed with disappointment and went up to the register counter, deciding to search for one later.
"How do you do, miss?" the man behind the counter asked her.
The woman smiled. "Fine, thank you," she replied with her warm, Japanese accent.
As the man typed in the prices in his cash register, he said to the woman, "Pretty cold out today, isn't?"
The woman nodded. "Yes, it's quite cold. I'll be heading home after this."
The man nodded with a smile. "That's a good idea. It's best to stay indoors as much as possible for the rest of the day. I heard the weather is only going to get worse." He then looked at the register after ringing up everything. "That will be twenty dollars and ninety-six cents."
The woman nodded again and gave the man the exact change.
"Thank you," the man said. "You have a nice day now."
"Thank you, you too," the woman replied. She took her bags and walked out back into the cold weather, the bell ringing once again. She looked up at the sky, realizing that It was starting to get dark. She decided to heed the casher's words and headed home now. She also was aware of how dangerous the city can be when the sun was not out. The young woman looked at the nearest street sign and sighed. She had another twenty-minute walk.
When she was only two blocks away from home, the young woman decided to stop at a café she remembered seeing earlier in the day. Her long walk had left her freezing, and was now in the mood for some hot cappuccino.
She walked inside to café and waited on the long line. She looked at her watch. '6:19.'
Ten minutes later, she was the next customer to be served. She ordered her hot, vanilla cappuccino. After paying for it and receiving it, she sat down next to the window. On the small table was a newspaper. She didn't get a chance to read the paper this morning and decided to take the opportunity to do so.
What she wasn't aware of, however, was that just across the street, three men were watching her from a bar.
"Look over there," the first man said pointing to the café across the street. "Ain't she the fox?"
The men smiled in agreement as they stared at the woman. She drank out of a small cup and read the newspaper.
"Hey Walter," the second man said to the first man. "How about we go, well, 'talk' to her when she's done with her coffee?"
Walter rubbed his chin after drinking some of his beer out his mug. Then, an evil, sadistic grin spread across his face. "Not a bad idea, Roy. We'll go talk to her all right." He looked at the third man. "What do you think, Mike?"
Mike grinned, showing off his yellow teeth with some missing. "That's a great idea."
A few minutes later, they noticed the woman walking out. She threw out her small cup into a trash can and then made her way down the street.
"Let's go," said Roy. The three men walked out of the bar and began to follow her.
The woman decided to take a short cut through the alley since her apartment was on the other side. She had taken this shortcut once before, but it was a lot lighter during the day and she had been with her younger sister at the time. She felt a bit uneasy being alone and the area a bit darker, but she knew that walking through here wouldn't take long.
Suddenly, the woman could hear footsteps following her. Her brown eyes widening, she turned around and soon noticed three men behind her.
"Hey baby," one of them said. "Why don't you come over here and make me happy."
The woman gasped and broke into a sprint.
"Where are you going?" one of the men asked. They ran after her. Unfortunately, her heels couldn't bring her to run fast enough so the men were able to catch up to her. One of them grabbed her by the waist and threw her against the brick wall, the crash causing her to scream. All three men leaned against her and one of them held a pocketknife at her neck. She managed to scream once more before one man covered her mouth.
"Now let's have some fun," the man said pressing the knife into her neck.
A young man was walking down the street after a long day at a nearby dojo. He wore a leather jacket over a white sweatshirt, blue jeans, and white tennis shoes.
The man yawned and fixed up his dark hair, which fell in front of his face. 'All I want to do is get home and go to sleep,' he thought.
The man did love going to the dojo. There, he was known as the Bushin Ninja, always working on his skills. On this particular day, he was sparring with a friend and his friend managed to knock the wind out of him pretty good when he kneed his stomach. It made him pretty tired for the rest of the day.
He looked up into the dark sky as the light snow fell down slowly towards the Earth. 'Hard to believe Christmas is in five weeks,' he found himself thinking. 'Other than my siblings, Cody, Kyle, Jessica, and Mr. Haggar, I won't be sharing it with anyone special.' He shrugged at the thought a little. 'Oh well.'
That's when he heard a loud shriek coming from one of the allies. The man looked straight ahead and narrowed his eyes. He ran as fast as lightning until he looked into one alley and saw four people in it. He ran closer to them and saw three men holding a knife at a young woman's neck.
"What do you think you're doing?" he shouted, getting their attention.
Two of the three men turned to him. "We're just having some fun," he said. "Is that a crime?"
The man narrowed his eyes again, realizing that the three criminals had on their minds. "I'll give you fun!" Then, the young warrior lept in the air, jumped off the brick walls a couple of times before landing a few kicks at one of the men's heads.
"Mike, Walter, fight this guy off, I'll take the girl somewhere," the man said.
The young man kicked the knife off Roy's hand. "Not on your life." He threw a few punches at Roy and finished him off by elbowing him in the chest. The man fell back in pain. The woman rolled over away from the scene.
Then, the young man turned to the other two men. He ran towards them and quickly took both of their heads and smacked them together. He managed to knock one out, but not the other.
The young man did a somersault kick and hit the man under his chin. He fell back into one of the garbage cans and was soon unconscious.
The young man looked around, still in his fighting stance. All three men were now out cold. Normally, he would call the police, but he had the feeling that nothing would be done, knowing how corrupted the cops had been in this city lately…
After that thought, the young man turned to the woman, who was curled up into a ball on the ground and was quietly shedding tears. He slowly walked up to her and kneeled down beside her. "Miss, are you all right?" he asked with concern.
The woman looked up at the man. She slowly nodded before then young man helped her back up on her feet.
"I'll be fine," the woman said. He looked into his dark eyes. "You saved my life, and I thank you."
The young man nodded with a smirk. They walked out of the alley together. Once they got out of the alley and the young man felt that the area was safe for the woman, he began to walk down the street.
"Wait!" the woman cried out. "I didn't get to know your name."
Then a crowd of people walked in front of her. When it cleared out, the young man was gone.
'Who was he?' she asked herself.