Pride of Southtown

Chapter 1: a Local Legend

Southtown, home one of the greatest fighters in the world: Terry Bogard. He has saved this city more times than some can remember. He is definitely what some would call a legend. He had a heart of gold that made people think about how he even became a fighter. But once you had seen him fight you never forgot it... and you were inspired by it. This is the story of the team that was inspired by the legend of Southtown.

"Man the stars look amazing tonight." A young man sighed. He had been lying there for a little over an hour simply gazing at the stars. His crimson eyes glistened off of the moonlight while his dreadlocks disappeared into the darkness. The young man's cell phone broke the silence as it echoed though out the night. The man whips the phone out and flips it open in one fluid motion.

"Start talkin."

"Hya Zach it's your big bro."

Zach let out a sigh, "What now, Bob?"

"Just thought I'd tell you I just got back from work. Richard and Terry send their love too."

"Ok cool. Did you bring any food home?"

"Well, Zach, you just gonna have to come down here and see."

"Hmph! Alright then be that way."

Zach closed his phone and spung onto his feet. He walked over to the edge of the roof and looked towards the asphalt at ground level. He knew that his room was on the third floor of the ten-story building he was standing on. With a smile he leapt off the building. He had to time this perfectly or this was goin to be a very painful landing. Zach spotted the flagpole and reached out for it. He was sucessful in grabbing the flagpole. He swung himself around and, using the momentum, he flung himself right onto a third floor balcony. Unfortunately it wasn't his apartment. He walked into the room expecting whatever bob brought back from the café, but instead he got a hand in the face along with several projectiles being thrown at him. It took him a minute to finally get out of the house alive. Once he did, he walk into his apartment only to see Bob laying on the couch. He seem to be trying not to laugh.

"Look on the bright side you got closer that you did yesterday. Last time you land on the fifth floor… and two doors away."

"Shaddap!" Zach walked over and started to devour at the food on the table while his older brother sat down at a near by sofa.

"Who cooked the food this time."

"Richard made it himself. He said he was feeling generous tonight."

Zach chuckled,"Really now? Tell him I said he should cook more often."

"He probably would if he wasn't trying to get Terry to pay his tab all the time."

"Haha! You got a point. What is Terry up to anyway?"

"You're gonna have to ask Richard if you want to know that. Terry is usually talkin to him."

"I'll see him tomorrow then."

"Oh I heard Rock's been asking bout you guys."

That caused Zach to look up from his plate,"Well what does he want then."

Bob shook his head,"Dunno that either."

"Damn you're no help!"

"Sorry? Well imma go to bed. Gotta be at the café early tomorrow"

"Ok night bro."

Zach watched as his older brother walk into his bedroom. He wondered how his brother got the chance to go head-to-head with Terry Bogard in the past. He remembered when he saw his brother face Terry at the Pao Pao Cafe'. It was the most amazing thing he had ever saw. Zach thought to himself that he would never get the same chance as his brother. He walked towards his bed and let gravity guide him to it. He instantly drifted into his subconscious among impact.