Note: I do not own Street Fighter or any of its characters. So don't sue
me.
Friends or foe
By: yng
Chapter 1: Surprise, surprise.
Somewhere in Hokkaido, Japan, 24 December, 0230 hours
Akuma opened his eyes. He sat up with his body aching. He rubbed the corner of his mouth, and found blood caked on it. He sat up and looked around. He was in an alleyway, damp, small, and smelly. His head throbbed with a constant rhythm. He held his head, unable to remember what had happened. He tried strenuously to recall what had happened.
"Shoryuken!!"
Akuma recalled a blonde haired man, with blood on his mouth, looking at him with the most hateful look he had ever seen. What had he done to him? Was he an enemy? Akuma could only recall the blonde haired guy, and nothing else.
"You will not win, Akuma, never when I am still alive!"
Akuma finally stood up. He stretched his body and found that his right hand ached too. He looked at himself and found that he was quite muscular. He had grey hair and wore a thick necklace made of large beads. He certainly did not know what it was. He was confused, very confused. He knelt down and let out a loud cry that pierced through the air.
"Aaaaaaaaaahhh."
Beijing, China, 24 December, 0900 hours
"Haaii!" Chun-Li shouted as she kicked the practice metal figure. Her kicks started with a steady rhythm, then slowly turning into rapid blows, every hit bursting with raw energy. Finally, with a last spinning kick, she broke the metal figure into a dozen pieces.
"Perfect, absolutely perfect!" A man walked towards Chun-Li, clapping his hands in admiration. "You're a very impressive woman, Chun-Li, I don't think I could have beaten you! Hahaha"
Chun-Li smiled, and said, "You know you're much more skilled than I am, Inspector Wang."
"So, you know my name, huh?" Inspector Wang asked, while extending a friendly hand.
"Of course, who in the Beijing Police Force doesn't?" Chun-Li replied chirpily as she took his hand and shook it.
Inspector Wang was 1.73 m in height, taller than the average Chinese man, and 62 kg. He was broad shouldered, with a broad cheek too. His only resemblance to a Chinese was his jet black, centre-parted hair and small slit-like eyes. He was a very famous police inspector in Beijing, and nearly everyone in BPF knew about him.
"Inspector Lim told me a lot about you." Said Inspector Wang.
"Oh, did he?" Chun-Li replied, without feeling surprised. Inspector Lim, her superior, had told her of Inspector Wang's arrival, and was sure he would tell him about her.
They were interrupted by a police officer, who walked hurriedly over to Chun-Li and said, "Inspector Chun-Li, there is a man laying in front of Tian An Men. He keeps chanting your name and wouldn't let anyone touch him."
"What? Who is it?"
"We don't know, he is wearing a yellow martial arts clothes."
"Ryu?" Chun-Li thought aloud. No, Ryu never wore yellow martial arts clothes.
"Excuse me, Inspector Wang, I have something to attend to, sorry."
"Oh, it's alright, go." Inspector Wan replied with a smile.
Chun-Li smiled back and hurried to the exit.
Friends or foe
By: yng
Chapter 1: Surprise, surprise.
Somewhere in Hokkaido, Japan, 24 December, 0230 hours
Akuma opened his eyes. He sat up with his body aching. He rubbed the corner of his mouth, and found blood caked on it. He sat up and looked around. He was in an alleyway, damp, small, and smelly. His head throbbed with a constant rhythm. He held his head, unable to remember what had happened. He tried strenuously to recall what had happened.
"Shoryuken!!"
Akuma recalled a blonde haired man, with blood on his mouth, looking at him with the most hateful look he had ever seen. What had he done to him? Was he an enemy? Akuma could only recall the blonde haired guy, and nothing else.
"You will not win, Akuma, never when I am still alive!"
Akuma finally stood up. He stretched his body and found that his right hand ached too. He looked at himself and found that he was quite muscular. He had grey hair and wore a thick necklace made of large beads. He certainly did not know what it was. He was confused, very confused. He knelt down and let out a loud cry that pierced through the air.
"Aaaaaaaaaahhh."
Beijing, China, 24 December, 0900 hours
"Haaii!" Chun-Li shouted as she kicked the practice metal figure. Her kicks started with a steady rhythm, then slowly turning into rapid blows, every hit bursting with raw energy. Finally, with a last spinning kick, she broke the metal figure into a dozen pieces.
"Perfect, absolutely perfect!" A man walked towards Chun-Li, clapping his hands in admiration. "You're a very impressive woman, Chun-Li, I don't think I could have beaten you! Hahaha"
Chun-Li smiled, and said, "You know you're much more skilled than I am, Inspector Wang."
"So, you know my name, huh?" Inspector Wang asked, while extending a friendly hand.
"Of course, who in the Beijing Police Force doesn't?" Chun-Li replied chirpily as she took his hand and shook it.
Inspector Wang was 1.73 m in height, taller than the average Chinese man, and 62 kg. He was broad shouldered, with a broad cheek too. His only resemblance to a Chinese was his jet black, centre-parted hair and small slit-like eyes. He was a very famous police inspector in Beijing, and nearly everyone in BPF knew about him.
"Inspector Lim told me a lot about you." Said Inspector Wang.
"Oh, did he?" Chun-Li replied, without feeling surprised. Inspector Lim, her superior, had told her of Inspector Wang's arrival, and was sure he would tell him about her.
They were interrupted by a police officer, who walked hurriedly over to Chun-Li and said, "Inspector Chun-Li, there is a man laying in front of Tian An Men. He keeps chanting your name and wouldn't let anyone touch him."
"What? Who is it?"
"We don't know, he is wearing a yellow martial arts clothes."
"Ryu?" Chun-Li thought aloud. No, Ryu never wore yellow martial arts clothes.
"Excuse me, Inspector Wang, I have something to attend to, sorry."
"Oh, it's alright, go." Inspector Wan replied with a smile.
Chun-Li smiled back and hurried to the exit.