Brief Author's Note: Geez, you guys like my story. Wow, everyone virtually forgot about the other story I wrote. Honestly I wasn't planning to update this fic (it started out as a debate) anytime soon, but since you all insisted here is chapter 2... I'm still writing chapter 4 and going to begin chapter 5. Oh yeah this does get darker so just to warn you... THIS CHAPTER CAN OFFEND YOU!!!
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The light was so bright; she opened her eyes and turned her head. At that moment Chun Li realized she could not move so she started to panic. She wanted to shield her eyes with her hands, but found her hands were bound tightly. The sun continued to shine on her; she realized she was not at home since she closed the curtains when she was undressing in her bedroom. "Where am I," she tried to look around, but saw her head was bound to the chair she was placed in. She thought about screaming, but who would hear it? The person who abducted her had obviously planned her kidnapping and confinement meticulously down to every detail. For the first time Chun Li was at the mercy of her captor.
***
He knew it was about time for the drugs to wear off. His anticipation was welling up. He had been plotting to take her for over a month. Now she was in the guest bedroom tied to a chair. He took a long stem rose from a nearby vase and went to check on her.
She was awake. "Who is there?" She asked.
"It's me senorita," Vega replied. "Buenos dias, sleep well?" Chun Li froze; she seemed to recognize the voice.
"Vega?" She replied softly. "Is that you?"
"Yes, it is I?"
"What am I doing here?"
"You are my guest senorita."
"It looks more like I'm your prisoner."
"Appearances can be deceiving."
"Then why am I tied to this chair?" Chun Li replied. Vega laughed. The answer was an obvious one.
"Let's say to keep the peace. I don't want you breaking that chair over my head or anything."
"Cute," she said with bitter irony." Now let me go."
"Not right now."
"What do you plan to do?" She asked, "I am a detective at Interpol. If you even think about killing me they will track you down and bring you to your final justice." She threatened.
"A woman of my own heart, but senorita as much as I love your conversation, you are in a situation where you cannot make any threats." He walked over to her; she recoiled to his approach as he expected. He offered her the rose. "But don't worry I won't hurt you, well maybe just a little, but I think you will like it." He took the rose and stroked her face with it. His sick smile made Chun Li's expression turn cold.
"Keep your hands off me! Don't touch me." She commanded.
"I haven't touched you." He took the rose and stroked her neck down her semi-opened shirt and into her cleavage.
"Why are you doing this?" She asked.
"Why not," he replied. "You tracked me all over the world when I use to work in the Shadowloo. Sometimes you found me and we fought. I sometimes narrowly won and escaped, but I loved the challenge you offered me. Those were good times then, you and me."
"You and me," she repeated.
"Yes," he replied. "You were so busy trying to track Bison through me, I'm not surprised you ignored our relationship."
"Relationship," she repeated again.
"Yes, you hunted me and I loved it. I liked the thrill of the chase, the matching of minds and fist. Sometimes I let you catch me just to fight you. You were so brave, fierce and beautiful." He smiled in her face. "I adore you."
"You are sick," she replied. She struggled against her restraints. "When I get lose you will pay," she replied.
"Do you want me to untie you?" He asked her. She did not reply, but her expression answered instead. "As you wish," he replied. Vega kissed her on the cheek softly, and then untied her. He took a step back, expecting her attack. Chun Li sprang up, but as she was about to punch Vega she fell over. Quickly he caught her.
"Let me go," she protested.
"If I let you go, you will fall to the floor," he whispered in her ear.
"I don't care," she pushed him, but he did not let her go. Gently he sat her on the chair. "What did you do to me?" She asked.
"I went into your apartment while you was at work put a little something in your drink."
"What?"
"It was the ice tea in your refrigerator."
"Monster," she hissed at him, but he did not reply. Vega started to unbutton her pajama top. At first she did not know what to do. "Stop," she protested and tried to scratch his face, but every time she struck he knocked her hands away. "No," she pleaded, but it was to no avail. He removed her shirt, then her pans and stripped her naked. She started to cry anticipating the worst. Slowly Vega drew back and looked at her.
"I am not going to take advantage of you," Vega replied. He wiped away her tears. Chun Li looked into his steel blue eyes; she did not know whether to believe him. She knew she was totally under his control. He was still smiling at her; then he put her head on his shoulder and stroked her hair. The motions were only a small comfort to her; she was still afraid. He then picked her up and carried out of the room.
***
Everything was going as planed; he put Chun Li in the tub. She was still too weak from the drugs to fight him, but it was a matter of time before they totally wore off. She then folded her hands, trying to shield her nakedness from him. He lifted her hair and threw it over her shoulder and washed her back. "Would you like privacy?" He asked. She nodded. "Alright, I will respect your wishes."
"Thank you," she replied.
"You are welcomed," he smiled back at her. "Your modesty is proof of your virtues." She stared at him, not knowing what to reply. He then licked his lips slowly showing off his long tongue. She raised an eyebrow. "You are lucky, of all the women I could have taken here I chose you."
"Lucky?" She laughed, "You drugged and abducted me."
"Don't tell me you don't like it, your heart is pounding, your adrenaline is going and you haven't screamed."
"You are incorrigible," she replied.
"Yes, I am," he gave a witty smile. "You truly are beautiful. When was the last time someone gave you a compliment" "None of your business," she rebuffed. "I get compliments plenty of times."
"Of course," he replied dryly. "Can I call you Chun or do you wish to keep up the formalities and prefer me to call you Miss Xiang?" She did not reply. He then shut the door between them. She was behaving as he expected; he planned to win her over little by little.
***
She finished her bath and put on a robe. Then it occurred to her she did not know where her room was located and that was assuming she had her own room. It took all her courage to step out in the hallway to look for Vega. "He said, he would not hurt me," she chanted it like a prayer. "He said he would not hurt me." She felt as if she was going to cry, but her fear slowly turned into confidence. She realized it was all just a twisted game to him. The drugs were nearly out of her body; she was now more stable on her feet. "He is not going to hurt me, "she whispered and stopped her prayer. But why has he brought me here and what does he want?" She took a few steps. Finally she found him.
"I see you are much stronger. Care from some breakfast?"
"Where's my room?"
"Here let me show you. Your room is across the hall from my room."
"Oh yes, one more thing."
"Yes," he replied. "Name it." "Now that you have brought me here and I see you thought your plan through, I would like to know what am I going to wear? Surely you don't know my dress size."
"Yes, I do. I have been observing you from some time now," he replied. "All the clothes I bought for you are in the room."
***
Vega noticed Chun Li found her confidence; an hour ago she would not have put any questions to him. He knew things would get more interesting once the drugs lost its effect. He showed Chun Li to he room. She looked around studying her surroundings. He moved the chair she was once tied to and replaced it with a small table in the corner, which held a bouquet of roses. The sun shone in her room causing it to look more appealing. She walked over to the window and drew back the curtains farther. The added light brought new dimensions to her features causing her to look doll like to him. Her skin seemed to be made of porcelain, her eyes glittered like bright pools of obsidian with dripping jet black hair to match. Vega stared at her. He had not noticed the grace in which she performed the most mundane task. It was a grace he had all but thought did not exist after a dreadful night in April. She turned to face him, but he did not notice nor cared what she had to say.
"Where am I?" She asked, but he did not reply. Then he put his hand on her shoulder.
"Where do you want to be?" Chun Li did not answer. Her silence was understandable. "You are on an uncharted island located in the Pacific. The precise longitude and latitude evades me right now."
"Oh," she replied.
"Yes this island estate use to belong to Bison. I preferred to work here in this desolate tropical environment because I found it most relaxing."
"Are there any natives?" She asked. Vega nodded his head.
"Most of them speak a Creole dialect; the few that can speak Spanish and English are the servants. He then noticed that Chun Li kept her back to him. He thought she was afraid, but he could not read her.
"What's going to happen with me?" He did not reply, but quietly turned around and exited the room.
"Everything will slowly be revealed to you soon enough, " he replied.
Chun Li sluggishly dressed in her room. She was unsure of her next move; she wanted to believe that Vega was telling the truth. Where would she escape to; how would she escape? Vega was a very formidable foe in the past; she could not understand his present actions. He was a mad man despite he worse the mask of a gentleman. She slipped on her sneakers and went exploring her ornate prison. The estate was huge; she felt like she walking around a mall. Despite the estate was fully furnished it lacked the telephones, computers or any other communication device. When she saw this; she felt a wave of sorrow coming, but refused to give in. Chun Li fully understood was trapped with a Vega; but if she kept a clear head everything could work out well. She looked out of a nearby window. The sun had not risen to the highest point in the sky so she figured it was not noon yet. Her stomach rumbled; she then remembered that she had not eaten since yesterday's quick lunch. She was hungry, but not hungry enough to have breakfast with Vega. She figured by the time she finished exploring and found the kitchen on her own Vega would not be there, but she was wrong.
***
"I wondered when you would be coming this way."
"I was just," she replied, but he did not allow her to finish her sentence.
"Exploring," he answered, "I assumed you would," he smiled confidently. "What do you think of the estate?"
"It's big," she answered, "It's about the size of a shopping mall."
"Wait till you go outside and see the grounds." She did not reply, but grimaced.
"What is wrong?" He asked.
"Interpol will come looking for me when I don't show up for work and don't answer the phone."
"Don't worry Miss Xiang, you are officially on vacation. Do you know that you haven't taken off you job after wining the tournament. I know your boss made a polite suggestions to you since you are one of his best agents. So when he saw your request for vacation time he was all to glad to give it to you.
"But how?"
"What is that saying? Oh yes! You can't see the forest through the trees? You sign over hundreds of papers a day so one paper would not mean anything to you. After that, everything else is history." He replied. A servant then sat down a plate of Belgian waffles and a cup of green tea. "Now you are all mine. I hope you like your breakfast; I know you like waffles and green tea." He watched her cautiously eat. Vega knew she did not fully trust him just yet. "After breakfast I will give you an official tour of the place if you like." Chun Li still did not respond. She quietly drank her tea and ignored his stares.
Vega watched her from across the table. There was delicateness about her, despite her muscular form. It made him think back to a long forgotten childhood memory. The memory was of his mother. He gazed at her wondering what would have made his father destroy his mother. Vega remembered hearing his mother crying, but when he walked to her bedroom door his father came out. "Why is Mommy crying?" He asked.
"There was a lesson to be learned from all this, the weak get crushed. That is the way of things." His father replied. He then took his son by the hand and led him away from his mothers sobs. Vega remembered father was drunk at the time because even as a boy he could identify liquor's distilled odor. The memory the faded. He then looked at Chun Li; the cries of his mother had faded away. Just seeing her brought him some comfort.
"You can call me Fabio instead of my family name. It is too formal for us Ms. Xiang." He walked over to her chair. She froze. He sensed her restraint and hesitation, but gently stroked her hair. "I don't want to be your enemy." Chun Li did not reply. Vega saw her expression did not change so he left her sitting at the table alone.
***
As days turned into weeks and weeks went by Chun Li tried to understand Vega and his plans for her. It became very obvious that Vega was not of sound mind. She did her best to avoid him, but she knew her only means of escape lied with him. The morning was still young and she knew Vega was waiting for her like he did every day. She slipped into a blue dress she found in the closet. Slowly she parted her hair and twisted it into two buns. As she went to have breakfast with Vega, something caught her eye. She walked by the living-room several times, but this time she noticed something. There was a painting of a couple. The man was in his late forties with graying at the temples and the woman in her mid to late twenties with long blonde hair. Chun Li figured that she must have been his daughter. The man in the picture looked like a heavy drink, the artist did not flatter him. His bloated reddened face and glassy one-dimensional eyes showed years of drinking. As she looked over the picture she saw that there was something melancholy about it, despite painting was very ornate and beautiful. Neither subject looked happy, the woman in particular. She looked restrained and had such a morbid gaze. Chun Li noticed her lips were slightly parted as if she wanted to protest. Just looking at the picture caused a chill down her spine. The morbid look in the woman's eyes made Chun Li identify with her. As she gazed at the picture she could almost feel her suffering so much so that she did not see Vega had come into the room. "I wonder who they are," she asked herself.
"They are my parents," he replied. Chun Li was startled and turned to face him. "It was painted by a local no name artist before I was born." Chun Li turned back to face the painting, but Vega took her hand and lead her to the breakfast table.
***
After breakfast he escorted Chun Li to the patio. She did not protest. "You have been so quiet this morning."
"I have?" She asked, "I did not realizes I was." Vega smiled at her. She felt somewhat at ease with him for the first time. She returned the smile. His cold steel blue eyes softened, she found herself looking at Vega in a different light. "You have not said much yourself," she replied.
"Neither of us are in a talkative mood," he answered. "How about we introduce ourselves all over a gain. We can start over."
"So tell me about yourself," Chun Li asked. Vega was surprised she wanted to hold a conversation with him.
"What do you want to know? You have a long file on me back in your office."
"Yes," she replied, "That is true, but it's nothing like talking to the person." He looked at her; she was blushing. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you find Bison and how did he recruit you?"
"Bison found me; it's that simple. I didn't know of him then, but he's that kind of man who can find anyone anywhere." He studied Chun Li's expression. She was compliant, but he knew how she felt about the subject matter. "Let's talk about something else. Working for Bison was a waste of my time. He paid me handsomely and I did get this place, but other than that I have nothing else to show." Her expression did not change. "How's working for Interpol?"
"I don't know. I was kidnapped so I haven't been to work lately."
"Miss Xiang, forgive me for drugging and abducting you."
"You have got to be kidding," she smirked. "Is this enough conversation? It seems you know everything thing about me and I don't know anything about why I am here."
"PMS?" He asked.
"You have some nerve," she replied, "I want to go home!"
"And you will," Vega replied. "You are here as my guest." He took her hand. "Smile, you have such a pretty smile." She smiled. "Now let's see senorita if I can get you to do that more often."
"May I go now?"
"Don't go too far, I want to show you the island. He gestured to her.
***
The light was so bright; she opened her eyes and turned her head. At that moment Chun Li realized she could not move so she started to panic. She wanted to shield her eyes with her hands, but found her hands were bound tightly. The sun continued to shine on her; she realized she was not at home since she closed the curtains when she was undressing in her bedroom. "Where am I," she tried to look around, but saw her head was bound to the chair she was placed in. She thought about screaming, but who would hear it? The person who abducted her had obviously planned her kidnapping and confinement meticulously down to every detail. For the first time Chun Li was at the mercy of her captor.
***
He knew it was about time for the drugs to wear off. His anticipation was welling up. He had been plotting to take her for over a month. Now she was in the guest bedroom tied to a chair. He took a long stem rose from a nearby vase and went to check on her.
She was awake. "Who is there?" She asked.
"It's me senorita," Vega replied. "Buenos dias, sleep well?" Chun Li froze; she seemed to recognize the voice.
"Vega?" She replied softly. "Is that you?"
"Yes, it is I?"
"What am I doing here?"
"You are my guest senorita."
"It looks more like I'm your prisoner."
"Appearances can be deceiving."
"Then why am I tied to this chair?" Chun Li replied. Vega laughed. The answer was an obvious one.
"Let's say to keep the peace. I don't want you breaking that chair over my head or anything."
"Cute," she said with bitter irony." Now let me go."
"Not right now."
"What do you plan to do?" She asked, "I am a detective at Interpol. If you even think about killing me they will track you down and bring you to your final justice." She threatened.
"A woman of my own heart, but senorita as much as I love your conversation, you are in a situation where you cannot make any threats." He walked over to her; she recoiled to his approach as he expected. He offered her the rose. "But don't worry I won't hurt you, well maybe just a little, but I think you will like it." He took the rose and stroked her face with it. His sick smile made Chun Li's expression turn cold.
"Keep your hands off me! Don't touch me." She commanded.
"I haven't touched you." He took the rose and stroked her neck down her semi-opened shirt and into her cleavage.
"Why are you doing this?" She asked.
"Why not," he replied. "You tracked me all over the world when I use to work in the Shadowloo. Sometimes you found me and we fought. I sometimes narrowly won and escaped, but I loved the challenge you offered me. Those were good times then, you and me."
"You and me," she repeated.
"Yes," he replied. "You were so busy trying to track Bison through me, I'm not surprised you ignored our relationship."
"Relationship," she repeated again.
"Yes, you hunted me and I loved it. I liked the thrill of the chase, the matching of minds and fist. Sometimes I let you catch me just to fight you. You were so brave, fierce and beautiful." He smiled in her face. "I adore you."
"You are sick," she replied. She struggled against her restraints. "When I get lose you will pay," she replied.
"Do you want me to untie you?" He asked her. She did not reply, but her expression answered instead. "As you wish," he replied. Vega kissed her on the cheek softly, and then untied her. He took a step back, expecting her attack. Chun Li sprang up, but as she was about to punch Vega she fell over. Quickly he caught her.
"Let me go," she protested.
"If I let you go, you will fall to the floor," he whispered in her ear.
"I don't care," she pushed him, but he did not let her go. Gently he sat her on the chair. "What did you do to me?" She asked.
"I went into your apartment while you was at work put a little something in your drink."
"What?"
"It was the ice tea in your refrigerator."
"Monster," she hissed at him, but he did not reply. Vega started to unbutton her pajama top. At first she did not know what to do. "Stop," she protested and tried to scratch his face, but every time she struck he knocked her hands away. "No," she pleaded, but it was to no avail. He removed her shirt, then her pans and stripped her naked. She started to cry anticipating the worst. Slowly Vega drew back and looked at her.
"I am not going to take advantage of you," Vega replied. He wiped away her tears. Chun Li looked into his steel blue eyes; she did not know whether to believe him. She knew she was totally under his control. He was still smiling at her; then he put her head on his shoulder and stroked her hair. The motions were only a small comfort to her; she was still afraid. He then picked her up and carried out of the room.
***
Everything was going as planed; he put Chun Li in the tub. She was still too weak from the drugs to fight him, but it was a matter of time before they totally wore off. She then folded her hands, trying to shield her nakedness from him. He lifted her hair and threw it over her shoulder and washed her back. "Would you like privacy?" He asked. She nodded. "Alright, I will respect your wishes."
"Thank you," she replied.
"You are welcomed," he smiled back at her. "Your modesty is proof of your virtues." She stared at him, not knowing what to reply. He then licked his lips slowly showing off his long tongue. She raised an eyebrow. "You are lucky, of all the women I could have taken here I chose you."
"Lucky?" She laughed, "You drugged and abducted me."
"Don't tell me you don't like it, your heart is pounding, your adrenaline is going and you haven't screamed."
"You are incorrigible," she replied.
"Yes, I am," he gave a witty smile. "You truly are beautiful. When was the last time someone gave you a compliment" "None of your business," she rebuffed. "I get compliments plenty of times."
"Of course," he replied dryly. "Can I call you Chun or do you wish to keep up the formalities and prefer me to call you Miss Xiang?" She did not reply. He then shut the door between them. She was behaving as he expected; he planned to win her over little by little.
***
She finished her bath and put on a robe. Then it occurred to her she did not know where her room was located and that was assuming she had her own room. It took all her courage to step out in the hallway to look for Vega. "He said, he would not hurt me," she chanted it like a prayer. "He said he would not hurt me." She felt as if she was going to cry, but her fear slowly turned into confidence. She realized it was all just a twisted game to him. The drugs were nearly out of her body; she was now more stable on her feet. "He is not going to hurt me, "she whispered and stopped her prayer. But why has he brought me here and what does he want?" She took a few steps. Finally she found him.
"I see you are much stronger. Care from some breakfast?"
"Where's my room?"
"Here let me show you. Your room is across the hall from my room."
"Oh yes, one more thing."
"Yes," he replied. "Name it." "Now that you have brought me here and I see you thought your plan through, I would like to know what am I going to wear? Surely you don't know my dress size."
"Yes, I do. I have been observing you from some time now," he replied. "All the clothes I bought for you are in the room."
***
Vega noticed Chun Li found her confidence; an hour ago she would not have put any questions to him. He knew things would get more interesting once the drugs lost its effect. He showed Chun Li to he room. She looked around studying her surroundings. He moved the chair she was once tied to and replaced it with a small table in the corner, which held a bouquet of roses. The sun shone in her room causing it to look more appealing. She walked over to the window and drew back the curtains farther. The added light brought new dimensions to her features causing her to look doll like to him. Her skin seemed to be made of porcelain, her eyes glittered like bright pools of obsidian with dripping jet black hair to match. Vega stared at her. He had not noticed the grace in which she performed the most mundane task. It was a grace he had all but thought did not exist after a dreadful night in April. She turned to face him, but he did not notice nor cared what she had to say.
"Where am I?" She asked, but he did not reply. Then he put his hand on her shoulder.
"Where do you want to be?" Chun Li did not answer. Her silence was understandable. "You are on an uncharted island located in the Pacific. The precise longitude and latitude evades me right now."
"Oh," she replied.
"Yes this island estate use to belong to Bison. I preferred to work here in this desolate tropical environment because I found it most relaxing."
"Are there any natives?" She asked. Vega nodded his head.
"Most of them speak a Creole dialect; the few that can speak Spanish and English are the servants. He then noticed that Chun Li kept her back to him. He thought she was afraid, but he could not read her.
"What's going to happen with me?" He did not reply, but quietly turned around and exited the room.
"Everything will slowly be revealed to you soon enough, " he replied.
Chun Li sluggishly dressed in her room. She was unsure of her next move; she wanted to believe that Vega was telling the truth. Where would she escape to; how would she escape? Vega was a very formidable foe in the past; she could not understand his present actions. He was a mad man despite he worse the mask of a gentleman. She slipped on her sneakers and went exploring her ornate prison. The estate was huge; she felt like she walking around a mall. Despite the estate was fully furnished it lacked the telephones, computers or any other communication device. When she saw this; she felt a wave of sorrow coming, but refused to give in. Chun Li fully understood was trapped with a Vega; but if she kept a clear head everything could work out well. She looked out of a nearby window. The sun had not risen to the highest point in the sky so she figured it was not noon yet. Her stomach rumbled; she then remembered that she had not eaten since yesterday's quick lunch. She was hungry, but not hungry enough to have breakfast with Vega. She figured by the time she finished exploring and found the kitchen on her own Vega would not be there, but she was wrong.
***
"I wondered when you would be coming this way."
"I was just," she replied, but he did not allow her to finish her sentence.
"Exploring," he answered, "I assumed you would," he smiled confidently. "What do you think of the estate?"
"It's big," she answered, "It's about the size of a shopping mall."
"Wait till you go outside and see the grounds." She did not reply, but grimaced.
"What is wrong?" He asked.
"Interpol will come looking for me when I don't show up for work and don't answer the phone."
"Don't worry Miss Xiang, you are officially on vacation. Do you know that you haven't taken off you job after wining the tournament. I know your boss made a polite suggestions to you since you are one of his best agents. So when he saw your request for vacation time he was all to glad to give it to you.
"But how?"
"What is that saying? Oh yes! You can't see the forest through the trees? You sign over hundreds of papers a day so one paper would not mean anything to you. After that, everything else is history." He replied. A servant then sat down a plate of Belgian waffles and a cup of green tea. "Now you are all mine. I hope you like your breakfast; I know you like waffles and green tea." He watched her cautiously eat. Vega knew she did not fully trust him just yet. "After breakfast I will give you an official tour of the place if you like." Chun Li still did not respond. She quietly drank her tea and ignored his stares.
Vega watched her from across the table. There was delicateness about her, despite her muscular form. It made him think back to a long forgotten childhood memory. The memory was of his mother. He gazed at her wondering what would have made his father destroy his mother. Vega remembered hearing his mother crying, but when he walked to her bedroom door his father came out. "Why is Mommy crying?" He asked.
"There was a lesson to be learned from all this, the weak get crushed. That is the way of things." His father replied. He then took his son by the hand and led him away from his mothers sobs. Vega remembered father was drunk at the time because even as a boy he could identify liquor's distilled odor. The memory the faded. He then looked at Chun Li; the cries of his mother had faded away. Just seeing her brought him some comfort.
"You can call me Fabio instead of my family name. It is too formal for us Ms. Xiang." He walked over to her chair. She froze. He sensed her restraint and hesitation, but gently stroked her hair. "I don't want to be your enemy." Chun Li did not reply. Vega saw her expression did not change so he left her sitting at the table alone.
***
As days turned into weeks and weeks went by Chun Li tried to understand Vega and his plans for her. It became very obvious that Vega was not of sound mind. She did her best to avoid him, but she knew her only means of escape lied with him. The morning was still young and she knew Vega was waiting for her like he did every day. She slipped into a blue dress she found in the closet. Slowly she parted her hair and twisted it into two buns. As she went to have breakfast with Vega, something caught her eye. She walked by the living-room several times, but this time she noticed something. There was a painting of a couple. The man was in his late forties with graying at the temples and the woman in her mid to late twenties with long blonde hair. Chun Li figured that she must have been his daughter. The man in the picture looked like a heavy drink, the artist did not flatter him. His bloated reddened face and glassy one-dimensional eyes showed years of drinking. As she looked over the picture she saw that there was something melancholy about it, despite painting was very ornate and beautiful. Neither subject looked happy, the woman in particular. She looked restrained and had such a morbid gaze. Chun Li noticed her lips were slightly parted as if she wanted to protest. Just looking at the picture caused a chill down her spine. The morbid look in the woman's eyes made Chun Li identify with her. As she gazed at the picture she could almost feel her suffering so much so that she did not see Vega had come into the room. "I wonder who they are," she asked herself.
"They are my parents," he replied. Chun Li was startled and turned to face him. "It was painted by a local no name artist before I was born." Chun Li turned back to face the painting, but Vega took her hand and lead her to the breakfast table.
***
After breakfast he escorted Chun Li to the patio. She did not protest. "You have been so quiet this morning."
"I have?" She asked, "I did not realizes I was." Vega smiled at her. She felt somewhat at ease with him for the first time. She returned the smile. His cold steel blue eyes softened, she found herself looking at Vega in a different light. "You have not said much yourself," she replied.
"Neither of us are in a talkative mood," he answered. "How about we introduce ourselves all over a gain. We can start over."
"So tell me about yourself," Chun Li asked. Vega was surprised she wanted to hold a conversation with him.
"What do you want to know? You have a long file on me back in your office."
"Yes," she replied, "That is true, but it's nothing like talking to the person." He looked at her; she was blushing. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you find Bison and how did he recruit you?"
"Bison found me; it's that simple. I didn't know of him then, but he's that kind of man who can find anyone anywhere." He studied Chun Li's expression. She was compliant, but he knew how she felt about the subject matter. "Let's talk about something else. Working for Bison was a waste of my time. He paid me handsomely and I did get this place, but other than that I have nothing else to show." Her expression did not change. "How's working for Interpol?"
"I don't know. I was kidnapped so I haven't been to work lately."
"Miss Xiang, forgive me for drugging and abducting you."
"You have got to be kidding," she smirked. "Is this enough conversation? It seems you know everything thing about me and I don't know anything about why I am here."
"PMS?" He asked.
"You have some nerve," she replied, "I want to go home!"
"And you will," Vega replied. "You are here as my guest." He took her hand. "Smile, you have such a pretty smile." She smiled. "Now let's see senorita if I can get you to do that more often."
"May I go now?"
"Don't go too far, I want to show you the island. He gestured to her.