Chapter 8: Evil lends a helping hand
"You're making a mistake! I haven't done anything!" Terry protested as he was forced into a cel by two policemen. "Yeah, yeah. That's what they always say." one of the policemen said as he closed the metal bar-filled door. It closed with a metal sound which echoed through the entire police- station. "What do we have today?" another officer, who came walking in Terry's view, asked. "Tried to rob the bank and shot his fellow robbers in an argument."
"That's bullshit!" Terry yelled, grabbing the bars of his cel. "We have witnesses!" the officer who had explained it all said. "They're lying!" Terry replied. "Everyone lies? The bank-employees, the customers, the president of the bank?"
"I don't know what's going on here, but I didn't do anything. I prevented the robbery!"
"Good for you." the officer said as the three walked away from the cel. "Damn you!" Terry yelled. "Relax, handsome boy." a female voice sounded through the cel. Terry looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a girl lying on the hard bench. She held her hands under her head. She had blonde hair which encircled her head and ended at chin-length. She wore a red top and blue trousers with a belt which was too large to be of practical use and which hung obligue at her hips. She wore strong, heavy, brown boots and dark-blue, fingerless cloves made from a more flexible material than Terry's. She looked strengthened by some hard life, but at the same time she was a pretty sight to look at. She sat up straight. "Law isn't fair, you know." She sticked out her hand. "I'm Mary." Terry shook it and said: "Terry. What are you here for?" Mary shrugged her shoulders. "A few men harressed me. I beat them up. That's not allowed in this country."
"You... beat them up?"
"Yes, but a patrolling policecar saw it and I got arrested. I could have fought my way out of it, but I'm no criminal. I won't be here for long."
"Terry Bogard?" Terry turned around to the officer who had called his name. "Yes?"
"You have one phone-call. Use it wisely." the man said as he opened the cel. Terry followed the officer who let him to a poor phone on the wall. It matched the police-station perfectly. Terry took up the phone. He could call Kyo, but he had a better idea. Suddenly, his mind could only think of one person to call. His brother Andy. Andy Bogard was the only family Terry had. The two were loyal to each other as they were to no one else. Their father had teached them the art of fighting, but he got murdered in a fight in the Fatal Fury tournament. That tournament, just as the King of Fighters tournament was prohibited. It had gone wrong one day. The opponent of Terry's father was merciless. He was known to beat opponents to death, but Terry's father wouldn't back out. It had become his last mistake. Terry would never forget how his bleeding father had looked at him. It had made such a deep cut in his young soul. After that, Terry's uncle had taken in the two boys, but Terry had left him soon. He wanted to forget everything that had happened and he became a tramp in New York. Terry got visited by Andy, who brought him food and asked him to come back, but Terry had never given in. Andy got lessons in the art of fighting from his uncle, while Terry practiced on his own. His style of fighting was filled with hatred for this one man who had murdered his father in front of his eyes. A tall, tanned man with white hair known only as K. Terry had always hoped to find K and kill him. Andy had lost his sense of hatred, because his uncle had insited that he would. Andy had been raised with love and care, while Terry had to fight to survive. He had met Kyo once who had invited Terry into his house. Kyo was a good young man, Terry sometimes wished that he could have Kyo's forgiving character. Despite their differences, Terry and Andy shared an intense brotherly love for each other. Andy had moved away from his uncle not too long ago. He had met a girl named Mai, who had a Chinese father and an American mother. Mai Shiranui was a bit... hot as Andy referred to her when he had drunk too much. The two loved each other very much, but Terry hoped that their relationship would remain lasting forever. The calm, sometimes shy guy Andy in comparison with the wild Mai... Terry figured it wouldn't last long, but surprisingly, it did. He turned the dialing wheel of the old telephone and waited as he heard the device on the other line going over.
"With Mai." Mai said, panting and sweating on the phone. "Jesus, what have you two been doing!?" was the first response she heard. "Terry!" Mai said, recognising the voice. "Yeah, it's me. Had a good time or what?" the voice sounded, none too enthusiastic. But then again, Terry never was. "No, we were just training." Mai replied, looking at Andy, who came walking in the room. Andy Bogard had long, blond hair, just as his brother, though Andy let it freely hang. He was of average length, shorter than his older brother, and he was still wearing his white training-suit and red gloves. Mai Shiranui had long, brown hair in a ponytail. She also wore her training- suit, though it was a bit different than Andy's. It revealed her legs, arms and part of her brests. And brests she had. Even Terry was impressed. Mai was never reluctant to let other people know, though Andy wasn't fond of that and Mai knew it. She teased him by putting on clothes which allowed them to 'bounce' freely. "Yes, Andy just walks in. Here he comes." she said before she handed the receiver to Andy. "It's your big brother." Mai said before she stood up from the couch. Andy said down and said: "Hey, bro'! It's been a while." in the telephone. "Yeah, I know. Hey, I've got a bit of a problem." Terry said as Mai walked to the exit of the room which led to the bathroom of the small house. "What's up?" Andy said, looking at Mai's legs. "I'm busted."
"What!?" Andy said, sitting up straight. "What did you do this time?"
"I didn't do a thing, but the cops won't believe me. They think I robbed a bank!"
"A bank? The KOF tournament doesn't pay well enough for you?"
"No time for jokes, Andy I'm in some serious shit here! I would call Kyo, but he's probably bumping his girlfriend right now."
"Kyo?"
"Jeez, my time is up. Get to the police station which is closest to my house. I see you." Terry said, before the connection got broken. Andy put the receiver back in it's place. "What's up, Andy?" Mai asked as she noticed the concerned look on Andy's face. "Terry has gotten himself into trouble again." Andy said, looking at her.
Terry walked up and down in his cel, poundering how he would get out of this. "Would you cut that out? You're making me nervous." said a still lying Mary. She sat up straight. "If you think you can be out in a jiffy you're wrong. In this country, your guilty until proven innocent. And that might take some time. You could buy the judge, of course. But I think buying the members of the jury is cheaper. Mostly cheaper than a lawyer." Mary stared in front of her. "No wonder miss Justice is blind. She wouldn't want to see all of this."
"I know our justice system sucks, Mary. It's like everything else in life. Tough luck." Terry said, looking around the small police-station. He noticed the door opening and a man stepped in. Terry immediatly grabbed the bars of his cel. "That's the motherfucker who robbed the bank!" he yelled. It was indeed the rough face of Ganondorf showing up. "Arrest him! He's the guy you want!"
"Shut up!" one of the officers yelled. He was sitting on a chair. Mary stood up and walked next to Terry. "Nice move. Blaming someone else. Very smart." she said calm as she watched Ganondorf walk to the officer behind the counter. His heavy boots pounded through the poor building. "He really is the bad guy." Terry said. "Can I be of help?" the officer behind the counter asked Ganondorf. "You can die for me, if it isn't too much trouble." Ganondorf said with his low voice. The officer looked at Ganondorf confused. "Listen, citizen. I can lock you up for insulting a policeman. State your business or leave." the officer who was sitting on the chair said as he started to read a newspaper. "Oh, yes. Silly me." Ganondorf said as he looked at the reading man. "My business." He turned to the man at the desk and said: "My business is to kill you." Before the officer could react, Ganondorf grabbed him at his neck and lifted him up in the air. With a strong move with his hand, he squeezed the man's neck untill it broke like a dry cane of wood. The officer who had been reading quickly stood up, still a bit surprised, and reached for his gun. Ganondorf quickly pointed his hand at the man and a wall of fire shot from it, engulfing the officer. The third man just came in the room. "What the..." he yelled. Ganondorf looked at him and cast his evil grin. Terry backed away from the bars. "What the hell is that guy!?" Ganondorf dropped the dead officer on the ground and started to walk to the surprised policeman in front of him. The man drew his gun and started to fire at Ganondorf. Ganondorf started to laugh as the bullets hit him and bounced off of his armor. He didn't seem to feel a thing. When he was close enough to the man, he punched him hard in his face, striking the man's head off in a powerfull blow. The decapitated body collapsed on the ground and Ganondorf walked to the cel in which Terry and Mary were. He grabbed the bars and pulled them away from each other as if they were made from jelly instead of iron. He stepped into the cel and looked at Terry. "You're free, kid." he said. "You killed those policemen!" Terry said. "So what? You killed my men. What's the difference? They were all inferiour." He grabbed Terry at his collar and lifted him up, bringing his face close to his own. "Go find princess Zelda in Hyrule. Tell her Ganondorf is still alive and that he's going to finish what he has started. I'm sure she'll love to hear it."
"And why would I want to do that?" Terry said challenging, not minding the position he was in. "It'll keep you alive. At least for now." He dropped Terry on the floor and started to walk away. "I'll get you for this, ugly!" Terry said angry. Ganondorf turned his head around over his shoulder. "Your time will come. You will die amongst the others."
"Die amongst the others?" Terry asked, but Ganondorf walked away again and disappeared in the thick smoke created by the fire in the small, devastated police-station.
"You're making a mistake! I haven't done anything!" Terry protested as he was forced into a cel by two policemen. "Yeah, yeah. That's what they always say." one of the policemen said as he closed the metal bar-filled door. It closed with a metal sound which echoed through the entire police- station. "What do we have today?" another officer, who came walking in Terry's view, asked. "Tried to rob the bank and shot his fellow robbers in an argument."
"That's bullshit!" Terry yelled, grabbing the bars of his cel. "We have witnesses!" the officer who had explained it all said. "They're lying!" Terry replied. "Everyone lies? The bank-employees, the customers, the president of the bank?"
"I don't know what's going on here, but I didn't do anything. I prevented the robbery!"
"Good for you." the officer said as the three walked away from the cel. "Damn you!" Terry yelled. "Relax, handsome boy." a female voice sounded through the cel. Terry looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a girl lying on the hard bench. She held her hands under her head. She had blonde hair which encircled her head and ended at chin-length. She wore a red top and blue trousers with a belt which was too large to be of practical use and which hung obligue at her hips. She wore strong, heavy, brown boots and dark-blue, fingerless cloves made from a more flexible material than Terry's. She looked strengthened by some hard life, but at the same time she was a pretty sight to look at. She sat up straight. "Law isn't fair, you know." She sticked out her hand. "I'm Mary." Terry shook it and said: "Terry. What are you here for?" Mary shrugged her shoulders. "A few men harressed me. I beat them up. That's not allowed in this country."
"You... beat them up?"
"Yes, but a patrolling policecar saw it and I got arrested. I could have fought my way out of it, but I'm no criminal. I won't be here for long."
"Terry Bogard?" Terry turned around to the officer who had called his name. "Yes?"
"You have one phone-call. Use it wisely." the man said as he opened the cel. Terry followed the officer who let him to a poor phone on the wall. It matched the police-station perfectly. Terry took up the phone. He could call Kyo, but he had a better idea. Suddenly, his mind could only think of one person to call. His brother Andy. Andy Bogard was the only family Terry had. The two were loyal to each other as they were to no one else. Their father had teached them the art of fighting, but he got murdered in a fight in the Fatal Fury tournament. That tournament, just as the King of Fighters tournament was prohibited. It had gone wrong one day. The opponent of Terry's father was merciless. He was known to beat opponents to death, but Terry's father wouldn't back out. It had become his last mistake. Terry would never forget how his bleeding father had looked at him. It had made such a deep cut in his young soul. After that, Terry's uncle had taken in the two boys, but Terry had left him soon. He wanted to forget everything that had happened and he became a tramp in New York. Terry got visited by Andy, who brought him food and asked him to come back, but Terry had never given in. Andy got lessons in the art of fighting from his uncle, while Terry practiced on his own. His style of fighting was filled with hatred for this one man who had murdered his father in front of his eyes. A tall, tanned man with white hair known only as K. Terry had always hoped to find K and kill him. Andy had lost his sense of hatred, because his uncle had insited that he would. Andy had been raised with love and care, while Terry had to fight to survive. He had met Kyo once who had invited Terry into his house. Kyo was a good young man, Terry sometimes wished that he could have Kyo's forgiving character. Despite their differences, Terry and Andy shared an intense brotherly love for each other. Andy had moved away from his uncle not too long ago. He had met a girl named Mai, who had a Chinese father and an American mother. Mai Shiranui was a bit... hot as Andy referred to her when he had drunk too much. The two loved each other very much, but Terry hoped that their relationship would remain lasting forever. The calm, sometimes shy guy Andy in comparison with the wild Mai... Terry figured it wouldn't last long, but surprisingly, it did. He turned the dialing wheel of the old telephone and waited as he heard the device on the other line going over.
"With Mai." Mai said, panting and sweating on the phone. "Jesus, what have you two been doing!?" was the first response she heard. "Terry!" Mai said, recognising the voice. "Yeah, it's me. Had a good time or what?" the voice sounded, none too enthusiastic. But then again, Terry never was. "No, we were just training." Mai replied, looking at Andy, who came walking in the room. Andy Bogard had long, blond hair, just as his brother, though Andy let it freely hang. He was of average length, shorter than his older brother, and he was still wearing his white training-suit and red gloves. Mai Shiranui had long, brown hair in a ponytail. She also wore her training- suit, though it was a bit different than Andy's. It revealed her legs, arms and part of her brests. And brests she had. Even Terry was impressed. Mai was never reluctant to let other people know, though Andy wasn't fond of that and Mai knew it. She teased him by putting on clothes which allowed them to 'bounce' freely. "Yes, Andy just walks in. Here he comes." she said before she handed the receiver to Andy. "It's your big brother." Mai said before she stood up from the couch. Andy said down and said: "Hey, bro'! It's been a while." in the telephone. "Yeah, I know. Hey, I've got a bit of a problem." Terry said as Mai walked to the exit of the room which led to the bathroom of the small house. "What's up?" Andy said, looking at Mai's legs. "I'm busted."
"What!?" Andy said, sitting up straight. "What did you do this time?"
"I didn't do a thing, but the cops won't believe me. They think I robbed a bank!"
"A bank? The KOF tournament doesn't pay well enough for you?"
"No time for jokes, Andy I'm in some serious shit here! I would call Kyo, but he's probably bumping his girlfriend right now."
"Kyo?"
"Jeez, my time is up. Get to the police station which is closest to my house. I see you." Terry said, before the connection got broken. Andy put the receiver back in it's place. "What's up, Andy?" Mai asked as she noticed the concerned look on Andy's face. "Terry has gotten himself into trouble again." Andy said, looking at her.
Terry walked up and down in his cel, poundering how he would get out of this. "Would you cut that out? You're making me nervous." said a still lying Mary. She sat up straight. "If you think you can be out in a jiffy you're wrong. In this country, your guilty until proven innocent. And that might take some time. You could buy the judge, of course. But I think buying the members of the jury is cheaper. Mostly cheaper than a lawyer." Mary stared in front of her. "No wonder miss Justice is blind. She wouldn't want to see all of this."
"I know our justice system sucks, Mary. It's like everything else in life. Tough luck." Terry said, looking around the small police-station. He noticed the door opening and a man stepped in. Terry immediatly grabbed the bars of his cel. "That's the motherfucker who robbed the bank!" he yelled. It was indeed the rough face of Ganondorf showing up. "Arrest him! He's the guy you want!"
"Shut up!" one of the officers yelled. He was sitting on a chair. Mary stood up and walked next to Terry. "Nice move. Blaming someone else. Very smart." she said calm as she watched Ganondorf walk to the officer behind the counter. His heavy boots pounded through the poor building. "He really is the bad guy." Terry said. "Can I be of help?" the officer behind the counter asked Ganondorf. "You can die for me, if it isn't too much trouble." Ganondorf said with his low voice. The officer looked at Ganondorf confused. "Listen, citizen. I can lock you up for insulting a policeman. State your business or leave." the officer who was sitting on the chair said as he started to read a newspaper. "Oh, yes. Silly me." Ganondorf said as he looked at the reading man. "My business." He turned to the man at the desk and said: "My business is to kill you." Before the officer could react, Ganondorf grabbed him at his neck and lifted him up in the air. With a strong move with his hand, he squeezed the man's neck untill it broke like a dry cane of wood. The officer who had been reading quickly stood up, still a bit surprised, and reached for his gun. Ganondorf quickly pointed his hand at the man and a wall of fire shot from it, engulfing the officer. The third man just came in the room. "What the..." he yelled. Ganondorf looked at him and cast his evil grin. Terry backed away from the bars. "What the hell is that guy!?" Ganondorf dropped the dead officer on the ground and started to walk to the surprised policeman in front of him. The man drew his gun and started to fire at Ganondorf. Ganondorf started to laugh as the bullets hit him and bounced off of his armor. He didn't seem to feel a thing. When he was close enough to the man, he punched him hard in his face, striking the man's head off in a powerfull blow. The decapitated body collapsed on the ground and Ganondorf walked to the cel in which Terry and Mary were. He grabbed the bars and pulled them away from each other as if they were made from jelly instead of iron. He stepped into the cel and looked at Terry. "You're free, kid." he said. "You killed those policemen!" Terry said. "So what? You killed my men. What's the difference? They were all inferiour." He grabbed Terry at his collar and lifted him up, bringing his face close to his own. "Go find princess Zelda in Hyrule. Tell her Ganondorf is still alive and that he's going to finish what he has started. I'm sure she'll love to hear it."
"And why would I want to do that?" Terry said challenging, not minding the position he was in. "It'll keep you alive. At least for now." He dropped Terry on the floor and started to walk away. "I'll get you for this, ugly!" Terry said angry. Ganondorf turned his head around over his shoulder. "Your time will come. You will die amongst the others."
"Die amongst the others?" Terry asked, but Ganondorf walked away again and disappeared in the thick smoke created by the fire in the small, devastated police-station.