Street Fighter: Ibuki's Journey
This story is about my fave street fighters, Cammy, Elena, Sakura, Chun-Li and... IBUKI!!!!!!!
Just to let you know, I don't follow the street fighter stories so don't get all technical otay?
Well, here it goes.
3...2...1... ACTION!!!!
Chapter 1
The grassy hills seemed to form green waves as the wind whipped through the trees. Ibuki was sitting
atop the dojo, meditating upon the events of her journey. As the wind rustled her hair and made her
ninja gi flap against her bare skin, she inhaled deeply and sighed as the morning sun shone upon her
masked face.
Today was going to be a very different day. It was going to be a day where she would begin her travels
about Japan. She had heard from her sensei about an annual fighting championship known as Street Fighting
Championship. Now, it was her chance to actually participate. She was going to Tokyo to attempt her luck
and fight. Testing what her life lessons had taught her.
She inhaled deeply and looked up at the morining sunrise.
"Today is the day," She told herself with a strong dignity. "Today I will defeat my enemies and reign
supreme over the others. I will accept this destiny that my life holder has bestowed apon me."
Quickly, she jumped down from the rooftop and landed as silently as a deer on soft forest ground. She
then walked to the dojo doorway and entered. Her room was just down the left hallway. She snuck through
so as not to wake her master. She knew he would be furious at her for leaving against his will, but
she had to do it. It was for her own means of entertainment and fun. She had never been to the huge city
herself, and this was to be for her and her alone.
On swift feet, she gathered her things into one over-shoulder bag and tied it at the top. She then
swung it over her right shoulder and turned to the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" a voice asked.
Ibuki's eyes widened instantly. She stiffened at the sound of her master's voice and began to perspire.
Her master was a tall, brisk man with a buffer structure than Ibuki. Yet, besides his large size, he was
the best at such an art as Ninjutsu. He amazed Ibuki in so many ways and techniques ever since meeting
with him and becoming his pupil.
His dark brown eyes narrowed. "Ibuki, what are you doing with your bag?" he asked suspiciously.
The girl sighed in defeat. She was caught and now, there was no way that her sensei would allow her to
leave.
'I may as well fess up to the truth,' her mind told her. She looked up at her masters unshaven face
and took on a face of unbrokeness rather than shame.
"I am going to the national Street Fighting Tournament in Tokyo. I was going to leave without your
permission since I thought you would not allow me to leave. So here I am. Punish me now rather than
torturing me from your silence master. I ask of you, I beg of you."
Ibuki then crouched until she was practically hugging her knees. Her head bent down and her eyes closed,
awaiting the punishment of fasting or beating. But, her sensei remained quiet.
"Ibuki, stand now." he ordered.
She did as told and slowly faced him.
"Ibuki, I want you to go to this tournament and compete. I believe you are ready to face the outside
world and its challenges." he explained.
Though Ibuki was about to explode from her joy, she politely bowed and walked past her sensei. "I
appreciate this master. Thank you very much."
He grinned. "No Ibuki, you deserve this chance. But, before you go, be forewarned."
Ibuki stopped in her tracks.
"A ninja is never to be spotted by the unknowing. If someone so happens to stumble upon your appearance,
you must kill them." he added, still grinning.
Ibuki turned to her sensei, her face mask not on yet, showing her scar on her neck. She then nodded.
"I understand. I know that our ways are to be kept in secret. I will silence those who know of me."
And with those final words, Ibuki left the dojo and began walking through the forest path marked for her
and the master.
"Hey Ryu!" Sakura exclaimed while visiting her new friend. "Did you hear? There's going to be a Street
Fighting tournament in Tokyo!"
Ken chuckled. "Oh come on Sakura, if there's a tournament, you know Ryu's the first to hear of it."
The Japanese fighter smiled. "I guess. But I'm not sure if entering it would be a wise decision for me,"
He eyed Ken knowingly and the American nodded.
Sakura huffed and began to pout. "Oh come on Ryu! I bet you're an awesome fighter! Please?! Besides, I
bet that Chun-Li is going to be there!" she coaxed, giggling.
Instantly, Ryu blushed. He grinned, but still shook his head. "The last tournament was not a well fought
one. I won't enter this one either."
"Oh man..." Sakura trailed.
Ken shrugged. "Look on the bright side, I'll be entering." He winked at Sakura and stood, throwing off
punches and kicks at a fast rate. "I'll show you both a thing or two about fighting."
"No way!" Sakura giggled. "Ryu HAS to fight. Come on Ryu! Please! Puh...leeeeeeeaase?"
Ryu rolled his eyes. "Sakura, sometimes you can't always get what you want."
Sakura huffed in defeat. Then, she brightened and smiled. "Then at least come with me and Ken to watch
us compete."
Ken instantly stopped his actions. "Wait a moment! Sakura? You're competing?"
Sakura laughed. "Yep."
"Well then that settles it. I have no choice but to go." Ryu sighed and stood up on the stone steps.
"All right!" Sakura cheered. "Then let's get a move on! We've only got three days until registration
is over!"
"Hey Chun-Li! Did you hear about the new Street Fighting Tournament in Tokyo?" Cammy asked as she
entered the apartment.
Chun-Li sighed and logged off the internet. "Yeah I heard."
Cammy grinned. "Okay! So let's get a move on! We've only got three days until registration is over!"
The Chinese woman restrained from Cammy's pull. Quickly, the blond stopped.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"The tournament." Chun-Li responded bluntly.
Cammy eyed her friend queerly. "The tournament? What on earth are you talking about?"
"I'm not sure that going is such a good idea Cammy." Chun-Li responded, seeming to zone out for a moment.
She began to recall the past tournament of street fighting, with that strange kid and that ki. A ki
so terrifying that she shudder even thinking about it now.
Cammy blinked blankly at her friend. Jokingly, she began to wave a hand in front of Chun-Li's face.
"Hey Chun-Li?! Come on! Snap out of it and smell the coffee." Just then, the soldier had a GREAT idea.
"I bet Ryu is going to be there..." she taunted.
Instantly, Chun-Li came back to reality, a bright crimson color smeared over her face.
"You're no fun," Cammy huffed. "Besides, you don't have to enter. I can just fight and you can watch."
Chun-Li thought for a moment. The tournament wasn't even speaking the name of Shadowlaw anymore, and
a good Street Fighting Tournament may be what she needed to unwind. And, she wouldn't mind even seeing
Ryu there...
"All right. Let's go." She finally replied.
For a moment, Cammy only stood there, dumbfounded by her friend's reply. Then, she burst out screaming
and laughing! "YES!!! HA HA! I'M GOING TO MY FIRST STREET FIGHTING TOURNAMENT! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!"
"But we have to hurry." Chun-Li said, breaking Cammy's chain of screams. "To get to Tokyo takes a two
day walk."
Right away, Cammy slumped. "Y-You mean we're not taking a car? O-Or a plane?"
Chun-Li winked and shook her head. "Nope. To enter the tournament, Cammy, you have to be ready with keen
senses. Nothing is mentally or physically accomplished while driving or flying."
Cammy sighed. "Oh all right."
...to be continued...
This story is about my fave street fighters, Cammy, Elena, Sakura, Chun-Li and... IBUKI!!!!!!!
Just to let you know, I don't follow the street fighter stories so don't get all technical otay?
Well, here it goes.
3...2...1... ACTION!!!!
Chapter 1
The grassy hills seemed to form green waves as the wind whipped through the trees. Ibuki was sitting
atop the dojo, meditating upon the events of her journey. As the wind rustled her hair and made her
ninja gi flap against her bare skin, she inhaled deeply and sighed as the morning sun shone upon her
masked face.
Today was going to be a very different day. It was going to be a day where she would begin her travels
about Japan. She had heard from her sensei about an annual fighting championship known as Street Fighting
Championship. Now, it was her chance to actually participate. She was going to Tokyo to attempt her luck
and fight. Testing what her life lessons had taught her.
She inhaled deeply and looked up at the morining sunrise.
"Today is the day," She told herself with a strong dignity. "Today I will defeat my enemies and reign
supreme over the others. I will accept this destiny that my life holder has bestowed apon me."
Quickly, she jumped down from the rooftop and landed as silently as a deer on soft forest ground. She
then walked to the dojo doorway and entered. Her room was just down the left hallway. She snuck through
so as not to wake her master. She knew he would be furious at her for leaving against his will, but
she had to do it. It was for her own means of entertainment and fun. She had never been to the huge city
herself, and this was to be for her and her alone.
On swift feet, she gathered her things into one over-shoulder bag and tied it at the top. She then
swung it over her right shoulder and turned to the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" a voice asked.
Ibuki's eyes widened instantly. She stiffened at the sound of her master's voice and began to perspire.
Her master was a tall, brisk man with a buffer structure than Ibuki. Yet, besides his large size, he was
the best at such an art as Ninjutsu. He amazed Ibuki in so many ways and techniques ever since meeting
with him and becoming his pupil.
His dark brown eyes narrowed. "Ibuki, what are you doing with your bag?" he asked suspiciously.
The girl sighed in defeat. She was caught and now, there was no way that her sensei would allow her to
leave.
'I may as well fess up to the truth,' her mind told her. She looked up at her masters unshaven face
and took on a face of unbrokeness rather than shame.
"I am going to the national Street Fighting Tournament in Tokyo. I was going to leave without your
permission since I thought you would not allow me to leave. So here I am. Punish me now rather than
torturing me from your silence master. I ask of you, I beg of you."
Ibuki then crouched until she was practically hugging her knees. Her head bent down and her eyes closed,
awaiting the punishment of fasting or beating. But, her sensei remained quiet.
"Ibuki, stand now." he ordered.
She did as told and slowly faced him.
"Ibuki, I want you to go to this tournament and compete. I believe you are ready to face the outside
world and its challenges." he explained.
Though Ibuki was about to explode from her joy, she politely bowed and walked past her sensei. "I
appreciate this master. Thank you very much."
He grinned. "No Ibuki, you deserve this chance. But, before you go, be forewarned."
Ibuki stopped in her tracks.
"A ninja is never to be spotted by the unknowing. If someone so happens to stumble upon your appearance,
you must kill them." he added, still grinning.
Ibuki turned to her sensei, her face mask not on yet, showing her scar on her neck. She then nodded.
"I understand. I know that our ways are to be kept in secret. I will silence those who know of me."
And with those final words, Ibuki left the dojo and began walking through the forest path marked for her
and the master.
"Hey Ryu!" Sakura exclaimed while visiting her new friend. "Did you hear? There's going to be a Street
Fighting tournament in Tokyo!"
Ken chuckled. "Oh come on Sakura, if there's a tournament, you know Ryu's the first to hear of it."
The Japanese fighter smiled. "I guess. But I'm not sure if entering it would be a wise decision for me,"
He eyed Ken knowingly and the American nodded.
Sakura huffed and began to pout. "Oh come on Ryu! I bet you're an awesome fighter! Please?! Besides, I
bet that Chun-Li is going to be there!" she coaxed, giggling.
Instantly, Ryu blushed. He grinned, but still shook his head. "The last tournament was not a well fought
one. I won't enter this one either."
"Oh man..." Sakura trailed.
Ken shrugged. "Look on the bright side, I'll be entering." He winked at Sakura and stood, throwing off
punches and kicks at a fast rate. "I'll show you both a thing or two about fighting."
"No way!" Sakura giggled. "Ryu HAS to fight. Come on Ryu! Please! Puh...leeeeeeeaase?"
Ryu rolled his eyes. "Sakura, sometimes you can't always get what you want."
Sakura huffed in defeat. Then, she brightened and smiled. "Then at least come with me and Ken to watch
us compete."
Ken instantly stopped his actions. "Wait a moment! Sakura? You're competing?"
Sakura laughed. "Yep."
"Well then that settles it. I have no choice but to go." Ryu sighed and stood up on the stone steps.
"All right!" Sakura cheered. "Then let's get a move on! We've only got three days until registration
is over!"
"Hey Chun-Li! Did you hear about the new Street Fighting Tournament in Tokyo?" Cammy asked as she
entered the apartment.
Chun-Li sighed and logged off the internet. "Yeah I heard."
Cammy grinned. "Okay! So let's get a move on! We've only got three days until registration is over!"
The Chinese woman restrained from Cammy's pull. Quickly, the blond stopped.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"The tournament." Chun-Li responded bluntly.
Cammy eyed her friend queerly. "The tournament? What on earth are you talking about?"
"I'm not sure that going is such a good idea Cammy." Chun-Li responded, seeming to zone out for a moment.
She began to recall the past tournament of street fighting, with that strange kid and that ki. A ki
so terrifying that she shudder even thinking about it now.
Cammy blinked blankly at her friend. Jokingly, she began to wave a hand in front of Chun-Li's face.
"Hey Chun-Li?! Come on! Snap out of it and smell the coffee." Just then, the soldier had a GREAT idea.
"I bet Ryu is going to be there..." she taunted.
Instantly, Chun-Li came back to reality, a bright crimson color smeared over her face.
"You're no fun," Cammy huffed. "Besides, you don't have to enter. I can just fight and you can watch."
Chun-Li thought for a moment. The tournament wasn't even speaking the name of Shadowlaw anymore, and
a good Street Fighting Tournament may be what she needed to unwind. And, she wouldn't mind even seeing
Ryu there...
"All right. Let's go." She finally replied.
For a moment, Cammy only stood there, dumbfounded by her friend's reply. Then, she burst out screaming
and laughing! "YES!!! HA HA! I'M GOING TO MY FIRST STREET FIGHTING TOURNAMENT! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!"
"But we have to hurry." Chun-Li said, breaking Cammy's chain of screams. "To get to Tokyo takes a two
day walk."
Right away, Cammy slumped. "Y-You mean we're not taking a car? O-Or a plane?"
Chun-Li winked and shook her head. "Nope. To enter the tournament, Cammy, you have to be ready with keen
senses. Nothing is mentally or physically accomplished while driving or flying."
Cammy sighed. "Oh all right."
...to be continued...