Chapter 3: Demon seeds
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Of course when Chun Li opened her eyes, Rose was not there... her telepathic powers aren't THAT sharp, ChunLi thought with a small smirk. Of course, Rose did possess a sort of supernatural intuition, she mused, but according to her, It was just an extension of her 'soul power'. As she got to a kerb, Chun Li's mind wandered, recalling the days when Rose would talk about herself, her powers, and what she thought of them. She flagged a taxi and got in. The cabby glanced at her, then stared. She ignored his ogling and told him where she was going. He nodded slowly, his mouth slightly open, his eyes glazing over. However the days when Chun Li was made uncomfortable by the dazed stares of testosterone-fuelled young males were long gone... a day ago she would have flashed her ID to bring him to his senses. At length the cab began to move. The man kept glancing into his rear-view mirror during the journey, though.
Soon, the vehicle began to pick up speed. Chun Li looked out the window and let the wind blow into her face. She looked out at the rapidly changing scenery, and let her mind wander free. The perpetual calm that always surrounded her became steadily magnified... until she felt tranquil... and at peace.The cab moved faster, and Chun Li had to close her eyes... and swim into a sea of blissful semiconsciousness.
You see, Chun Li hadn't always been an introvert, but Lord Bison saw to it that that period did not last. In just a few years, her obsession had driven her into a shell- one that few could penetrate, and that probably created the unnatural insight that made her such a good detective. She became such a good judge of character that by merely speaking to someone she could almost read his or her mind... and, of course, this did not help her make many friends. She soon found it easier to distrust people in general, and this distrust was more than often justified. So she gradually became more and more alone- and felt less of a need for human company of any kind. And as anyone who has this sort of outlook on life will testify... she found her solace mostly in her mind... shut out from the world that seemed only full of violence, death, and where the other two were absent, lies and hypocrisy.
Soon the cab slowed to a halt, and she was made to return to earth from her lofty perch. She paid the cabby then turned and forgot him. She then walked up to the block in which she lived. Soon she was in her apartment, a small but sparsely furnished place, Japanese style. This had been Rose's idea, Chun Li thought with a small smile. Apparently, Rose had spent some time in Japan and caught on to some of their cultures. Speaking of Japan, Chun Li thought, that's where I'm to meet up with Rose. She began to pack a few things. Chun Li's tastes in clothing were relatively conservative; she never had that much time for clothes. Nonetheless, she did have a favourite hairstyle.
As she packed, she remembered the days shortly after Rose had delivered her from Bison's evil. Rose had explained some of the relationships between herself and Bison. "I've been made to believe I'm his cousin.." she said, "but I'm not entirely sure myself." Chun Li had gotten curious. "Why?" she asked. Rose had just closed her eyes and walked along in silence.
They were walking by a small fountain, somewhere in Thailand where Chun Li had met Rose. As the wind blew it played with the older woman's hair, making it flow about her as did the strange sash she always wore. "As though her hair... and sash... had lives of their own,", Chun Li mused."You see, " Rose began, "I don't believe that our mothers... Bison and I... were human at all."
Chun Li gave a start. "Huh?" she said. "What do you mean?" she asked, geniunely interested. As Rose replied, the fountain played with the light, giving the area a dreamlike aura. "Our true origins, " she began, "are hidden within a great mystery. I only have one clue to what it may be... the demon seed."
"The demon seed?" Chun Li was getting rather lost. "Do such things... exist?" Rose looked at her with a smile that was almost motherly. "Before you learned how to control your Chi and use it to produce energy, would you have believed you could?" Chun Li did not answer. "You saw what Bison could do with your own eyes. And you yourself saw that the technique you have developed for yourself is just the tip of the iceberg. Well, I'll tell you this much: you still have a lot to learn. And so do I. But for now, what I'm sure about is that my soul power and Bison's psycho power are more than just related... I believe one is just a reflection of the other."
Chun Li remained silent. It was all sinking in... and strangely, making sense. She couldn't understand how, though. Rose continued. "You see, Psycho power is drawn from the mind. Mine is drawn from the soul. The mind's chaos and violence is offset by the soul's peace and order. The male materialism is offset by the female idealism. And the most perfect opposite anything can have is it's own reflection."
"You mean to say... you're actually as much a part of Bison as his own reflection?" Chun Li asked. Rose just smiled at her. Then she looked away, closed her eyes and said, "The greatest Demons have no reflection."
As the impact of this gradually manifested itself to Chun Li, she finally understood the guilt, the self-suffering, and why Rose believed no one could ever understand her predicament. And as a single tear ran down the older woman's cheek, Chun Li could just imagine the demon laughing.
Chun Li finished packing and closed the large suitcase. She glanced at the clock... her ride to the airport was due soon. Mustn't waste too much time....
Miles away, in a dark place that no light could ever penetrate, a man gripped his own head and screamed out loud. And another lay dead at his feet.
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CHAPTER FOUR: Darklife
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Of course when Chun Li opened her eyes, Rose was not there... her telepathic powers aren't THAT sharp, ChunLi thought with a small smirk. Of course, Rose did possess a sort of supernatural intuition, she mused, but according to her, It was just an extension of her 'soul power'. As she got to a kerb, Chun Li's mind wandered, recalling the days when Rose would talk about herself, her powers, and what she thought of them. She flagged a taxi and got in. The cabby glanced at her, then stared. She ignored his ogling and told him where she was going. He nodded slowly, his mouth slightly open, his eyes glazing over. However the days when Chun Li was made uncomfortable by the dazed stares of testosterone-fuelled young males were long gone... a day ago she would have flashed her ID to bring him to his senses. At length the cab began to move. The man kept glancing into his rear-view mirror during the journey, though.
Soon, the vehicle began to pick up speed. Chun Li looked out the window and let the wind blow into her face. She looked out at the rapidly changing scenery, and let her mind wander free. The perpetual calm that always surrounded her became steadily magnified... until she felt tranquil... and at peace.The cab moved faster, and Chun Li had to close her eyes... and swim into a sea of blissful semiconsciousness.
You see, Chun Li hadn't always been an introvert, but Lord Bison saw to it that that period did not last. In just a few years, her obsession had driven her into a shell- one that few could penetrate, and that probably created the unnatural insight that made her such a good detective. She became such a good judge of character that by merely speaking to someone she could almost read his or her mind... and, of course, this did not help her make many friends. She soon found it easier to distrust people in general, and this distrust was more than often justified. So she gradually became more and more alone- and felt less of a need for human company of any kind. And as anyone who has this sort of outlook on life will testify... she found her solace mostly in her mind... shut out from the world that seemed only full of violence, death, and where the other two were absent, lies and hypocrisy.
Soon the cab slowed to a halt, and she was made to return to earth from her lofty perch. She paid the cabby then turned and forgot him. She then walked up to the block in which she lived. Soon she was in her apartment, a small but sparsely furnished place, Japanese style. This had been Rose's idea, Chun Li thought with a small smile. Apparently, Rose had spent some time in Japan and caught on to some of their cultures. Speaking of Japan, Chun Li thought, that's where I'm to meet up with Rose. She began to pack a few things. Chun Li's tastes in clothing were relatively conservative; she never had that much time for clothes. Nonetheless, she did have a favourite hairstyle.
As she packed, she remembered the days shortly after Rose had delivered her from Bison's evil. Rose had explained some of the relationships between herself and Bison. "I've been made to believe I'm his cousin.." she said, "but I'm not entirely sure myself." Chun Li had gotten curious. "Why?" she asked. Rose had just closed her eyes and walked along in silence.
They were walking by a small fountain, somewhere in Thailand where Chun Li had met Rose. As the wind blew it played with the older woman's hair, making it flow about her as did the strange sash she always wore. "As though her hair... and sash... had lives of their own,", Chun Li mused."You see, " Rose began, "I don't believe that our mothers... Bison and I... were human at all."
Chun Li gave a start. "Huh?" she said. "What do you mean?" she asked, geniunely interested. As Rose replied, the fountain played with the light, giving the area a dreamlike aura. "Our true origins, " she began, "are hidden within a great mystery. I only have one clue to what it may be... the demon seed."
"The demon seed?" Chun Li was getting rather lost. "Do such things... exist?" Rose looked at her with a smile that was almost motherly. "Before you learned how to control your Chi and use it to produce energy, would you have believed you could?" Chun Li did not answer. "You saw what Bison could do with your own eyes. And you yourself saw that the technique you have developed for yourself is just the tip of the iceberg. Well, I'll tell you this much: you still have a lot to learn. And so do I. But for now, what I'm sure about is that my soul power and Bison's psycho power are more than just related... I believe one is just a reflection of the other."
Chun Li remained silent. It was all sinking in... and strangely, making sense. She couldn't understand how, though. Rose continued. "You see, Psycho power is drawn from the mind. Mine is drawn from the soul. The mind's chaos and violence is offset by the soul's peace and order. The male materialism is offset by the female idealism. And the most perfect opposite anything can have is it's own reflection."
"You mean to say... you're actually as much a part of Bison as his own reflection?" Chun Li asked. Rose just smiled at her. Then she looked away, closed her eyes and said, "The greatest Demons have no reflection."
As the impact of this gradually manifested itself to Chun Li, she finally understood the guilt, the self-suffering, and why Rose believed no one could ever understand her predicament. And as a single tear ran down the older woman's cheek, Chun Li could just imagine the demon laughing.
Chun Li finished packing and closed the large suitcase. She glanced at the clock... her ride to the airport was due soon. Mustn't waste too much time....
Miles away, in a dark place that no light could ever penetrate, a man gripped his own head and screamed out loud. And another lay dead at his feet.
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Next:
CHAPTER FOUR: Darklife