*Whrrrrrrrrrrrrr*

Falke was blow drying her hair. A long bath felt perfect after she'd been discussing plans with Ed all day. Now that Ed was out of the house looking for allies to join their cause, Falke could finally lay back and empty her mind. Without doing her makeup, she slipped on a tank top and plaid pajama pants, walked into the living room and plopped herself down on the sofa. With just the sound of light rain hitting the window, her eyes became heavy and she started drifting away into sleep.

An hour or so passed. The rain now heavier and louder on the window than before. Falke wakes for just a moment, but hardly opens her eyes. Still half asleep, she start to shiver.

"Mmh..? Why is it so chilly in here?" she wondered. She moved an arm up to reach for the blanket that is normally kept folded on top of the sofa, but she can't feel that it's there. Accepting that she's probably just to tired to find it blindly, she sits up slightly and squints her eyes open. Blinking clarity into her vision, she finds the blanket, and reaches to grab it. With her arm lifted, she notices there's a light breeze coming in, and looks over to the other side of the room. Falke gasped loudly and sat straight up as soon as she noticed the silhouette standing in front of the now opened window.

"Sit." The figure spoke. Falke was confused, but before she could say anything, they spoke again. "Good girl."

"Who are y-" is all she could say before she was cut off by a bright pink flash coming from the mysterious woman's eye. She slowly started walking towards the couch Falke sat on, closing the window she entered through behind her. She stood in front of Falke in the dark room and looked down on her, left eye still glowing. From here it was easy to see the identity of the intruder. Juri Han.

Falke did have a quick run-in with her in the past, and had circumstances not separated them, she could have been in a lot of trouble. This time though, she wasn't so lucky. "What do you want?"

"I want you, blondie." Juri said with a grin. "You know, ever since S.I.N higher ups found out who you really are, they've been real pissy. Psycho energy isn't something they take lightly. And do you have any idea how long it took me to track you and your little boyfriend down?"

Now she knew what this was about. Falke and Ed were originally created to be clones of M. Bison capable of running Shadaloo in his eventual absence, and S.I.N. didn't exactly play nice with Shadaloo.

"You don't understand," Falke started, "We escaped him. We are on the run from Shadaloo."

Juri paused for a time, then slowly bent down until the two were face to face and said, "Even if that's the case, love, I've got my own agenda for killing Bison, and I don't think letting his clones get away is my idea of getting the job done."

With a spin, Juri kicks Falke off of the couch and onto the ground. Falke stands quickly, and grabs her cane from the table nearby. "You don't want to do this, Juri," Falke said, rubbing her cheek where she'd been kicked.

"That's where you're wrong sweetheart. I've wanted to do this for months."

Juri lept at Falke with a fist. She managed to block with her cane, then swung at Juri's head. With a quick duck, Juri swept Falke's legs out from under her. From a grounded position, Falke fired a shot of psycho energy towards her opponent's feet. Juri's eye flashed. She jumped over the shot with a flip, and landed a heel right into Falke's back, blasting any air she had out of her lungs, and imobilizing her face down on the floor.

Juri stood up, and chuckled. "So that's all you have in you, kitten? Don't worry, many before you have lost to my Feng Shui Engine. Don't take it personally, okay?" She picked up Falke who was still fighting for full breaths, and dropped her back on the sofa. Juri slowly positioned herself between Falke's legs, and hovered over her face to face. The blonde tried looking away to avoid eye contact, but Juri held her face towards her own and planted a quick peck on her lips.

"Who could have guessed a Bison clone could look like this," Juri said quietly into her ear. Falke blushed. Juri started nibbling on her earlobe and kissing her neck, eliciting moans from Falke that she didn't mean to let out. She was confused. Moments ago she was scared awake and put through unreal amounts of pain, but now her aches were taking the backseat to the sensation she was feeling now. Juri brought one hand to Falke's chest and started playing with her breasts through her top. Living in a facility her whole life, nobody had ever touched her this way, not even herself. She couldn't understand how to react to what she was feeling.

"Wh-why? What are you-Aaah!" Juri pinched her nipple in protest to her talking.

"You like to talk, huh?" Juri whispered planting her lips on Falke's for a wet kiss. As their tongues danced, one more experienced than the other, Juri moved her hand down from Falke's breasts to her stomach. After a few playful pokes near the belly button, she moved closer to the waist of Falke's pajama pants. She slowly slid her fingers underneath the waistband, and moved her hand down the whole length of Falke's womanhood. She cupped it in her hand, and squeezed a bit as if to grab her.

Falke made a few noises in protest to this, but Juri didn't hesitate to begin sliding two fingers up and down over her panties. Juri peeked an eye open only to see the woman she was kissing had her eyes shut tightly, and was blushing deep red.

At this point, Falke could feel some strength returning, but struggling was the last thing on her mind. She knew she should do something about the situation, but also, she knew Juri's Feng Shui Engine was far too strong for her to take on alone. Not to mention she was secretly enjoying herself.

Juri broke the lip lock and started rubbing a little faster. With a playful voice, she teased the blonde, "Do you feel it, kitten? Do you feel it building inside you? I bet you wanna let it go, don't you?"

Falke couldn't respond. She didn't know what was happening. She had started thrusting her crotch against Juri's fingers, making her moan loudly, and she couldn't stop. Her mind was going wild, and she lifted her head up to reengage the kiss, much to Juri's surprise.

All in one moment though, Juri halted it all, eliciting almost a complaining moan out of Falke. She broke the kiss, took her hand out of Falke's pajama pants, and licked her glistened fingers. "You just bought yourself some time, blondie."

Juri stood up off the couch and walked over to the window. Falke, who was just denied her first orgasm, could hardly think straight. She tried to stand up and say something to Juri before she left, but fell over in the process. Her body was still weak. By the time she got off the floor and looked up, she only saw the window left open.