(Disclaimer: Streets of Rage is owned by SEGA, and Scott Pilgrim is owned by Bryan Lee O'Malley/Oni Press.)

-PREFACE-

As a fan of both Streets of Rage and Scott Pilgrim, I knew it would be far beyond awesome if there was ever a crossover between them, as they are my favorite comic book and videogame series' respectively. Unfortunately, there weren't any, so I decided to write my own. This is my imagining of what the merging of the two urban fantasy universes would be like. I will be mixing both the grittiness and darkness of the Streets of Rage universe as well as the quirkiness of the Scott Pilgrim universe to build the atmosphere for this story, as well as keeping everyone (from both sides) in character. Enjoy!

Streets of Toronto

Chapter One

Wood Oak City. A fine city located in the country of Lima. Cars and people hustled and bustled, the roads and walkways were beautifully exotic-looking, and the sunsets were something to behold. In the past, it was an ordinary, happy, and peaceful city. Until, a crime lord known as Mr. X had acquired a powerful grip on the city, effectively taking complete control of it. As a result of this, the city quickly turned into a cesspool of crime and violence. Robberies, beatings—it seemed as though no one was safe from the filth spread by Mr. X's syndicate.

Blaze Fielding cruised down the road, a smile set upon her features. She, along with two of her best friends, Axel Stone and Adam Hunter, were brave ex-cops that had long turned in their badges, having been sick of being on the city's police force, which had been corrupted at the time. The three weren't corrupt cops themselves, however. In fact, they were the only good cops on the force. But with no badges, there was only one other way to cleanse the city of the filth that was The Syndicate.

Going vigilante.

And they opted to go about it this way. Knowing exactly what they were getting into, Blaze, Axel, and Adam took to the streets, now with the freedom to get rid of the thugs themselves. They fought hard—between Blaze's masterful Judo techniques, Adam's expert Boxing abilities, and Axel's extensive 'Martial Arts' skills, the trio fought their way to Syndicate HQ, where they laid waste to Mr. X himself, marking the end of the bad spell of the city—or so they thought. Things were peaceful for about a year, before he returned, somehow alive. This pattern would continue a number of times, but fortunately within those times, they had expanded their team in the form of Max Thunder, Axel's good friend, Sammy (Skate), Adam's kid brother, and Dr. Gilbert Zan, an ex-RoboCy scientist, now against Mr. X.

Blaze happily sighed, glad to be able to let her guard down. And this time, it appeared that it would finally get to stay down. It was again, about a year since X had been dead, and there had been no signs of him returning. No crime, no senseless violence, even the police force was still clean and honest. They had finally done it, and as the setting sun bestowed its golden rays upon the street, Blaze was planning how to relax. Perhaps her and her team could just spend time together enjoying what the city had to offer? Definitely. But she was tired on this evening, and rightfully so. She'd been overworked at her current job as a Private Investigator, looking into three alleged cases on cheating spouses and two child custody cases. So for tonight, she figured she'd just kick back on the couch with a drink. Yep, that sounded good. Just as she pulled up to her house, her phone rang, rattling inside the console. She looked at the caller ID, and seeing it was from Murphy, she smiled and answered the call.

"Hey, Murphy," Blaze greeted tiredly, yet pleasantly. As Murphy spoke to Blaze, her eyes slowly widened with his words. She pressed the phone closer to her ear, listening intently as thoughts raced through her head.

"Okay, thanks, Murphy." She said finally, hanging up the phone with that determined look in her pretty brown eyes, no longer tired. She then scrolled through her Contacts, intent on making a call herself. Once she found the desired number, she pressed dial. She held the phone to her ear, her facial expression unchanging as it rang several times before the person on the other end picked up.

"Hello, Blaze."

"Hi, Zan, I need you to be at my place ASAP. . .and tell the others to do the same." She spoke hurriedly into the phone.

Not much later. . .

Inside the house, Blaze, the house's owner, Zan, Axel, Adam, Skate and Max were all present, and seated on the couches in Blaze's house.

"What's going on, Blaze?" Axel asked the brunette directly.

"Yeah, Zan said it was urgent!" Skate jumped in, wanting to know what could possibly be the issue, now that their nemesis was assumed to be finished.

"Don't tell me. . ." Adam started, before being cut off by Blaze with a silent nod and a knowing look.

"Yeah. X is back." Blaze informed. The news came something of a shock to everybody. They had been so sure that X was out of the picture for good this time."

"What? I thought he was down for the count!" Axel growled, his anger rising. He was really getting tired of this from X. It seemed that no matter what, he would always be able to somehow come back from the grave.

"That's not all, though," Blaze continued, causing them all to give her questioning looks. She continued speaking. "He's apparently moved his operations to Toronto, Canada."

"Toronto?" Max repeated.

"Why would he do that? I mean, what's the point of moving The Syndicate all the way up to the north pole?" Skate quipped, though his tone did reflect genuine curiosity regarding X's latest relocation.

"It appears that he is learning from his mistakes. He has grown tired of constantly being defeated by us here, so he is choosing to target Toronto, a defenseless city, where there are no heroes to stop him." Zan inferred. Blaze nodded.

"That man is so power-hungry, it's sickening." Adam said, crossing his strong arms with a deep frown.

Blaze looked at her team. "Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?"

"We all hop on the next flight to Toronto and kill the bastard?" Max said, inviting a battle-ready smirk onto his face and cracking his knuckles. Blaze gave a mere nod in response.

"Heh, heh, sweet!" Skate shouted, pumping a fist.

"I'm on board," Axel said, his expression hard, per usual. "If X is in a new city now, it means that that Toronto will face the same kinds of hell that Wood Oak did because of that son-of-a-bitch."

"And I think I speak for all of us when I say: We just can't leave the people up in Toronto hanging. Not when we know what X is capable of." Adam added.

"Agreed. It may not be our city, but we need to act. Just like Adam said, we can't leave Toronto to suffer. We know just what it's like to live in a city run by that man. Besides, if we don't, X could expand The Syndicate beyond Toronto, to all of Canada. The less he owns, the better."

"Well, how much territory has he taken over so far?" Max inquired.

"I wish I knew," Blaze answered with a sigh of exasperation. "Murphy didn't say when he dropped me the intel. He just told me that X is in Canada now."

"Not to worry, for I can easily determine that using my sensors once we arrive," Zan assured with the hint of a smile, which faded instantly with his next low-spoken words. "But for now, we must make haste."

"Right on!" Skate exclaimed, getting up with the rest of the team. "Time to show that dick wherever he goes, we'll go!"

"There's a website I know of that gets you plane tickets super cheap," Blaze said, pulling her laptop onto her lap and opening it. "I'll email it to you guys, but in the meantime, it would be a good idea for you guys to start packing."

As the five other males nodded in agreement, the collective team of six bade each other farewell, Blaze watched as they filed out her front door, closing and locking it behind Adam, who was the last to exit. She sat back down, and got to emailing the site to her friends. Once that was done, she made her way to the flight of stairs leading up to her room, to pack her things as well. As she ascended the steps, she narrowed her eyes, the hint of a frown appearing on her features.

Whether you know it or not, X, we're coming.

A/N: Hello everybody! Here is my first fanfiction that involves something non-SEGA (even if it is only half of the fic), and yes, the Scott Pilgrim side of things will be in the next chapter. I will also be giving the "unnamed backup cop" from Streets of Rage 1 the name of Murphy, as he is called in the comics, even though the continuity is of the SoR games. As for the SoR cannon concerning the events of the third installment in the series, I am going to be following the Japanese storyline as opposed to the American/European storyline. I like that one better, as it's more intense and dark than the US/EU SoR3 plotline in my opinion, which would only fuel the heroes' resolve to bring him down after he targeted a city that was just minding it's own business, like Toronto.

And for those of you SoR fans that may have raised an eyebrow at the fact that Zan has 'sensors' in this story and are wondering why, let me explain. There have been lines of dialogue in 3 and especially Remake that insinuate that he can detect artificial things such as bombs, and organic things such as people. And Zan IS a cyborg, soooo. . .yeah. I'm going with the fact that he has sensors that alert him to such things. Other fans have made this connection as well, and the whole 'sensors' thing'll be important during certain events that happen within this story.

Thirdly, some readers may wonder why I'm including a fanmade game (SoR Remake) into the SoR cannon. Remake was so faithful to the originals, and as a result, so well received, that critics and reviewers everywhere have considered it part of the Streets of Rage series (despite it being made by a Spanish indie-game company called Bombergames rather than SEGA.) I'm no different from these people, and will treat the content introduced in Remake like it came from an SoR game by mixing it in with that of the SoR 1, 2, and 3 content for this story.

So with that, I'll see you in the next chapter!

- Stefan422