Preparation
::Oushi Park, Tokyo, Japan - June 16, 12:07 PM EST::
"Shakunetsu... Shinku..."
"Nekketsu..."
"HADOUKEN!!!!"
The silence in Oushi Park was abruptly disturbed by a huge explosion near the field. Bits of orange and pink energy shot out in the air as two bodies flew away from one another. One slammed back-first into a huge tree trunk and slid down to the ground. She was a young Japanese woman, around the age of 23, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a sleeveless white t-shirt along with her red sparring gloves and white headband. She had her eyes closed, her upper body heaving with each heavy breath that she took through her mouth, trying to get her strength back up. Her name: Sakura Kasugano.
The other individual who slammed into the wall of a small, near-by building was slightly younger at 21. He was a young, African-American man, sporting black jeans and a black kanji shirt with blue sparring gloves. His body, just like his opponent, slumped to the grass below and he too breathed deeply while trying to recover. His name: Darrell Markis.
Sakura slowly got herself up, her back still using the tree for support, and called out, "C... *huff* C'mon.... We *huff* can still keep going..."
"Yeah... *huff* This... should *huff* be nothing..." her opponent responded as he stood up slowly and summoned a weakened orange aura to surround his body and rushed up. Sakura did the same, a blue aura around her, and when they got close they performed close melee attacks. As the two fought at their hardest, a small group of spectators, also fighters, stood by, enjoying every moment of the battle.
"It's been a long time since Sakura and Darrell fought each other for real, hasn't it?" Hinata Wakaba, the 21-year-old friend of the two commented. She wore a pink shirt with blue jeans, a white headband on her forehead and gloves on her hands. "Wonder who's going to win this time..."
"What's the record so far?" Kaoru Miadama, an 'adopted' 17-year-old sister of Sakura, asked. Her clothes closely matched Sakura's, only she didn't have her own headband and the t-shirt was a bit large for her.
"Well... if I remember correctly... I say Sakura's winning this series 6-4 with one tie," the darker twin of Sakura, Sakura Satsu, replied with a smirk on her face. Unlike most twins, Sakura S. had on something different, i.e. her black designer shirt and black jeans.
"Darrell's actually losing their series?" Batsu Ichimonji, the hot-headed graduate of Taiyo High asked in a bit of astonishment. "Makes me question our rivalry now... Maybe I should start challenging the great Sakura Kasugano instead of Darrell Markis, her 'understudy'..."
"Spare me the sarcasm. Sakura already has enough rivals as it is, me being her best."
This time, Karin Kanzuki, Sakura's number 1 rival spoke, wearing her own custom-made fighting clothes. Batsu looked at her with a bit of an irritated look.
"Oh, really? Out of the 20 or so times that you've fought her over the years, how many times have you actually beaten her?"
Karin hesitated, giving a long "uhhhhh...." to answer. Batsu then answered for her.
"Nine."
"Shut up, Batsu"
"Guys, please," Kei Chitose, Sakura's childhood friend, pleaded. "One fight at a time..."
"Yeah, guys. I don't think this park has enough room to hold our battles at the same time," Kyosuke Kagami joked, holding in his arms his two-year old baby, Tai Wakaba-Kagami. Both Karin and Batsu calmed down as they diverted their attention to the conclusion of Darrell and Sakura's battle.
"Shouoken!" Sakura yelled, a big wave of energy shielding her front as she charged forward. Darrell went defensive. As soon as Sakura's fist made contact he push-blocked, making her bounce backwards. He then cupped his hands to his side and formed a blue sphere or energy.
"Hadouken!" he called as he threw it forward. Sakura landed just in time to jump over it and then floated in air, holding out an arm aimed at Darrell.
"Hadouken!" she copied her opponent's attack and released a ball of surge energy. Darrell copied Sakura's evasive maneuver and jumped over the attack, slamming his right fist into her cheek making her plummet to the ground. Sakura recovered as she hit the ground and once again cupped her hands to her side, gathering up the rest of her energy...
"This is it!" she yelled out her warning. "Shinku..."
Darrell saw the whole thing and while still in air, he charged up his own orange surge of energy.
"Oh, yeah? Shakunetsu... Shinku..."
A pause as both energy blasts reached their peaks... then...
"HADOUKEN!!!"
Two huge Hadouken were released and clashed with one another. It took only 3 seconds for Darrell's AND Sakura's blast to rip through one another... and go straight to their target. Gasps were heard from EVERYONE...
"Yaaiiii!" Sakura yelped as she tried her fastest to guard.
"Aaaahh!" Darrell let out his own scream as he also tried to block. Neither was quick enough...
BOOM...
Both let out long, loud screams of pain as the other's Hadouken made contact perfectly and exploded. Sakura's body was sent rolling on the grass, flaming and finally rested 5 meters away from Darrell, who's also motionless body just hit the earth with heavy impact. The rest just started at the two K.O.ed spouses, a bit shocked on the outcome.
"Oh... that's a... double K.O., isn't it?" Kaoru asked. Sakura S. just sighed while shaking her head.
"That's Sakura: 6, Darrell: 4, and TWO ties..." she answered. "At least we know that they are ready for the new martial arts tournament. Now... who's going to go next?"
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::Masters Estate, San Francisco, USA. - June 16, 12:15 PM EST::
"Okay, Mel... show me what you've got."
"Okay, Dad."
"Do the moves that I call out... Hadouken!"
"Hadouken!"
"Raikoukyaku!"
"Syaaaahh!"
"Great... Shoryureppa!"
"Shoryureppa!"
"Shoryu Higyou!"
"Ikuzo! Shoryu Higyou! Hay! Tyah! Yah! Haaah! Soku da!"
"Excellent! Zesshouryuken to Chou Zesshouryuken to Shoryureppa!"
"Hyah! Let's see you dodge this! Chou Zesshooooouuuuryuken! Shoryureppa!"
"Very good, Mel... That's enough."
Ken Masters, the three-time Pan-American champion of Martial Arts, was busy seeing if his son was ready for the new tournament that would start in about a week. After the huge success from the partnership with Robert Garcia in the Turn of the Century tournament 5 years ago, he was since then planning a new SF tournament to take place in Tokyo once again. He wasn't fighting this time around; he was going to be busy working on how the tournament would be held. He, on the other hand, trained and signed up his two students, Mel and Sean, to go in his place. As his son wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, Ken smirked, thinking about how he would fare next week...
"So, dad," Mel said while walking towards his father, "How am I doing?"
Ken smiled. "You're fine. Now, do you want to keep going or do you want to rest?"
Mel raised an eyebrow. "You know that no matter what I choose that we're going to keep going so let's not play around."
"Yep! You saw right through it. Now..."
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::Metro City, USA. - June 16, 1:00 P.M. EST::
"I see you've finally caught me with me... Maki..."
The blonde Bushin female was breathing through her mouth heavily. It took her 5 years of searching to finally find her rival again, Guy, the current master of the Bushin style. It was ironic that she found him in Jeffery's grocery store after all that... and even more ironic of her motives.
"So... do you wish to see which one of us is worthy of the title of 'Master of Bushin Style'?" he asked. Maki breathed deeply before saying, "Actually... as much as I hate to say it... I'm looking for you help."
Guy, who had his back turned to Maki through the conversation, turned around into an interested look.
"Really. What is your problem?"
"Guy... there's a new fighting tournament being held in Japan... and I need a partner. You're the only one that I know that I can 'team up' with."
Guy stared at her with intensity. "Maki... you know that the Bushin don't partake in fights for personal gain..."
Maki gave a stern look. "The money isn't what I'm interested in. I've been traveling... all over the world and... with the rise of this tournament, I can't help but notice a lot of evil vibes that keep popping up..."
"Really? Explain..."
"I don't need to explain anything, Guy. I'm quite sure you remember the many hurts of evil energy around the middle and end of the last tournament 5 years ago."
Guy nodded. So many evil vibes he felt during those 2 weeks of the tournament... and although he didn't need to get involved in it, he couldn't help but get the feeling that it was only the beginning.
"I see... I will team up with you... just this once."
Maki grinned. "Yeah... and after its done THEN I'll challenge you myself!"
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::Downtown Hong Kong - June 16, 2:46 P.M. EST::
(Yun's in trouble...)
In the middle area of a downtown shopping district, one half of the Twin Dragons, Yang Lee, was watching the battle between his brother, Yun, and Makoto, one of his rivals. The match was a long one but Makoto was basically owning the younger dragon.
"I... I can't believe that... I'm.... I'm losing to you!" Yun yelled out as he got up off the pavement in front of his family pottery shop. Makoto just stood firm in her fighting stance.
"It's not my fault id you've been slacking in your training," she said calmly. "Now I'm going to end this!"
In a burst of speed, Makoto found her way through Yun's defenseless face and stated to attack, but Yun luckily countered... with his most powerful move.
"HAI!!"
An arm shot up into her face, stunning her.
"TYAH!!!"
A shoulder ram, the Tetsuzanko, knocked the karate girl into the air.
"DAH!!!"
A huge fist to the face, sending Makoto sky high to land about 2 or 3 seconds later, almost denting the pavement in front of Yun's sneakers.
"And that's... the You-Hou..." Yun said, his confidence returning. "Who's slacking off in training? No matter how many times we've fought, you still fall right for it!"
Makoto groaned as she struggled to her to her feet, wiping the blood from her lips. "Yeah... you're right... but don't let that get your confidence up.. too much for next week..."
"I know, but you're going to have to do better than this if you want to stand a chance!" Yun smirked.
"Don't worry... about that. I'm already two steps ahead of you..."
"Huh? Aaaah!"
One punch to Yun's unmentionables stopped him dead in his tracks. It hurt like hell... and he knew what was coming. Three punches to the head... then an uppercut that rivaled the power of the You-Hou, roofing Yun in similar fashion to which Makoto was hit several seconds ago.
"Seichuusen Godan-zuki!!" she yelled as Yun plummeted right in front of her. She smiled as she got out of her pose and looked down at Yun.
"Go on and say it.." she taunted.
"N... n... no! Not again!" he responded while getting to one knee. "I'm not going... to say that again!"
"Okay... Your funeral. Hayate!!"
Makoto's speed caught Yun again with a powerful fist to the face, planting Yun into a stone wall. She then coolly walked over and pinned his arms down on the wall.
"Go on... Say it."
Yun squirmed around for a while.... then sighed, not struggling anymore.
"Fine... I..."
"Uh... excuse me..."
Both Yun and Makoto looked to their left. On the sidewalk in front of a clothing store was a beautiful Chinese teen girl, her black hair short and well kept and her brown eyes sparkling. She also wore gray pants VERY similar to the black pants to Yun's and Yang's, but she wore a normal blue shirt instead of the Kung Fu shirts the brothers wore.
"Are you... Yun Lee?" she asked shyly. Yun pushed himself off Makoto, his full attention on this new girl.
"Yeah... What's it to ya?" he asked. Oddly, a side smile appeared on her face.
"Yeah... You're just like my aunt told me you would be like.." She then turned her head to Yang and asked, "I take it you're Yang, right?"
"Yes..." the cooler of the Twin Dragons replied. "Is there a problem?"
At this moment, happiness seemed to take her over as she literally warped over to where Yang was and gave him a huge hug. Instantly, small tears came down her cheek.
"No... My problems are over now... now that I've found my older brothers at last!"
"WHAT!!?" Yun exploded, wide-eyed. "You can't be serious! I mean..."
"So that's the visitor grandmother was talking about..." Yang whispered to himself. The new girl then looked up to Yang, who started to blush, and said, "So... I've never introduced myself... to you guys..."
"Yeah... That's probably the good thing to do," Yun commented while walking over to where Yang was. "Who are you." The girl turned to Yun, wiped her eyes, and spoke.
"Oh... I'm Yin Lee. I'm 17 years old... and I also practiced Kenpo from Gen..."
"WHA!?" Yun let out, surprised once again. "I... I don't believe that! But..."
"What are you, blind?"
This new voice that just cut off Yun came from the street light post above the three Lee siblings. Two Japanese girls were perched on the top of the lamp and jumped down, right next to Makoto, about a foot away. One had normal, yet blue hair with normal street clothes while the other had black hair, three strands poking over her front, a bit like Yang's hair.
"Heh... I can't believe that you didn't see her speed," Ibuki, the black haired teenage ninja noted while staring at Yin. "She's almost as fast as Yang!"
"Yeah..." Yang said. "I know..."
"She is...?" Yun asked, stumped.
"Yeah, Yun..." Sarai, Ibuki's best friend, said bluntly. "Man... you really aren't up to par, nowadays, huh?"
Yun gave his hardest glare, but Yin cut him off.
"Hey... How about you show me around? I've never been here before... and I'd like to know more about you guys before the Street Fighter tournament starts next week..."
"Let me guess... You're entering it, too, huh?" Yun asked. Yin smiled and nodded.
"Yeah... You guys are coming... aren't you?"
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::Somewhere in lower Mt. Fuji, Japan. - June 16, 4:15 P.M EST::
"Hmm... I see the two that defeated Akuma have decided to enter the tournament as well... Yes... This will be a great opportunity to see just how strong they really are..."
In the mist of foliage in Mt. Fuji, a single man was meditating under a waterfall, letting the water splash on his bare back and long sliver hair that was in a thing ponytail. He wore nothing but white karate pants and his body was covered in scars. His left eye in particular was closed by a huge scar, as if a sword sliced through it... Just then, a black aura covered him and his scar on his eye glowed an eerie red color... The water that surrounded him started to boil under his evil energy.
"One more week... Then I'll see for myself just who powerful they are..."
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End of Chapter
How did you like the new story so far. Next chapter is when things start to unravel themselves as the fourth Street Fighter tournament starts. More characters will appear in the plot... and just how will this tournament be like? What's Ken's plans for this year. Stick to this fanfic to find out!
----- ----- Translations in this chapter
"Soku da!" (Mel) : There!
"Ikuzo!" (Mel) : Here I go!
Hadouken : Surge Fist
Nekketsu Hadouken : Hot Blood Surge Fist
Shinku Hadouken : Vacuum Surge Fist
Shakunetsu Shinku Hadouken : Scorching Heat Vacuum Surge Fist
Shouoken : Cherry Blossom Fist
You-Hou : Fryiing Roast
Seichuunsen Godan-zuki : Median Line Five-Part Thrust
Tetsuzanko : Iron Mountain Lean
Raikoukyaku : Lightning God Kick
Zesshouryuken : Lunging Dragon Fist
Chou Zesshouryuken : Super Lunging Dragon Fist
Shoryureppa : Rising Dragon Destroyer
Shoryu Higyou : Rising Dragon Strike
::Oushi Park, Tokyo, Japan - June 16, 12:07 PM EST::
"Shakunetsu... Shinku..."
"Nekketsu..."
"HADOUKEN!!!!"
The silence in Oushi Park was abruptly disturbed by a huge explosion near the field. Bits of orange and pink energy shot out in the air as two bodies flew away from one another. One slammed back-first into a huge tree trunk and slid down to the ground. She was a young Japanese woman, around the age of 23, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a sleeveless white t-shirt along with her red sparring gloves and white headband. She had her eyes closed, her upper body heaving with each heavy breath that she took through her mouth, trying to get her strength back up. Her name: Sakura Kasugano.
The other individual who slammed into the wall of a small, near-by building was slightly younger at 21. He was a young, African-American man, sporting black jeans and a black kanji shirt with blue sparring gloves. His body, just like his opponent, slumped to the grass below and he too breathed deeply while trying to recover. His name: Darrell Markis.
Sakura slowly got herself up, her back still using the tree for support, and called out, "C... *huff* C'mon.... We *huff* can still keep going..."
"Yeah... *huff* This... should *huff* be nothing..." her opponent responded as he stood up slowly and summoned a weakened orange aura to surround his body and rushed up. Sakura did the same, a blue aura around her, and when they got close they performed close melee attacks. As the two fought at their hardest, a small group of spectators, also fighters, stood by, enjoying every moment of the battle.
"It's been a long time since Sakura and Darrell fought each other for real, hasn't it?" Hinata Wakaba, the 21-year-old friend of the two commented. She wore a pink shirt with blue jeans, a white headband on her forehead and gloves on her hands. "Wonder who's going to win this time..."
"What's the record so far?" Kaoru Miadama, an 'adopted' 17-year-old sister of Sakura, asked. Her clothes closely matched Sakura's, only she didn't have her own headband and the t-shirt was a bit large for her.
"Well... if I remember correctly... I say Sakura's winning this series 6-4 with one tie," the darker twin of Sakura, Sakura Satsu, replied with a smirk on her face. Unlike most twins, Sakura S. had on something different, i.e. her black designer shirt and black jeans.
"Darrell's actually losing their series?" Batsu Ichimonji, the hot-headed graduate of Taiyo High asked in a bit of astonishment. "Makes me question our rivalry now... Maybe I should start challenging the great Sakura Kasugano instead of Darrell Markis, her 'understudy'..."
"Spare me the sarcasm. Sakura already has enough rivals as it is, me being her best."
This time, Karin Kanzuki, Sakura's number 1 rival spoke, wearing her own custom-made fighting clothes. Batsu looked at her with a bit of an irritated look.
"Oh, really? Out of the 20 or so times that you've fought her over the years, how many times have you actually beaten her?"
Karin hesitated, giving a long "uhhhhh...." to answer. Batsu then answered for her.
"Nine."
"Shut up, Batsu"
"Guys, please," Kei Chitose, Sakura's childhood friend, pleaded. "One fight at a time..."
"Yeah, guys. I don't think this park has enough room to hold our battles at the same time," Kyosuke Kagami joked, holding in his arms his two-year old baby, Tai Wakaba-Kagami. Both Karin and Batsu calmed down as they diverted their attention to the conclusion of Darrell and Sakura's battle.
"Shouoken!" Sakura yelled, a big wave of energy shielding her front as she charged forward. Darrell went defensive. As soon as Sakura's fist made contact he push-blocked, making her bounce backwards. He then cupped his hands to his side and formed a blue sphere or energy.
"Hadouken!" he called as he threw it forward. Sakura landed just in time to jump over it and then floated in air, holding out an arm aimed at Darrell.
"Hadouken!" she copied her opponent's attack and released a ball of surge energy. Darrell copied Sakura's evasive maneuver and jumped over the attack, slamming his right fist into her cheek making her plummet to the ground. Sakura recovered as she hit the ground and once again cupped her hands to her side, gathering up the rest of her energy...
"This is it!" she yelled out her warning. "Shinku..."
Darrell saw the whole thing and while still in air, he charged up his own orange surge of energy.
"Oh, yeah? Shakunetsu... Shinku..."
A pause as both energy blasts reached their peaks... then...
"HADOUKEN!!!"
Two huge Hadouken were released and clashed with one another. It took only 3 seconds for Darrell's AND Sakura's blast to rip through one another... and go straight to their target. Gasps were heard from EVERYONE...
"Yaaiiii!" Sakura yelped as she tried her fastest to guard.
"Aaaahh!" Darrell let out his own scream as he also tried to block. Neither was quick enough...
BOOM...
Both let out long, loud screams of pain as the other's Hadouken made contact perfectly and exploded. Sakura's body was sent rolling on the grass, flaming and finally rested 5 meters away from Darrell, who's also motionless body just hit the earth with heavy impact. The rest just started at the two K.O.ed spouses, a bit shocked on the outcome.
"Oh... that's a... double K.O., isn't it?" Kaoru asked. Sakura S. just sighed while shaking her head.
"That's Sakura: 6, Darrell: 4, and TWO ties..." she answered. "At least we know that they are ready for the new martial arts tournament. Now... who's going to go next?"
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::Masters Estate, San Francisco, USA. - June 16, 12:15 PM EST::
"Okay, Mel... show me what you've got."
"Okay, Dad."
"Do the moves that I call out... Hadouken!"
"Hadouken!"
"Raikoukyaku!"
"Syaaaahh!"
"Great... Shoryureppa!"
"Shoryureppa!"
"Shoryu Higyou!"
"Ikuzo! Shoryu Higyou! Hay! Tyah! Yah! Haaah! Soku da!"
"Excellent! Zesshouryuken to Chou Zesshouryuken to Shoryureppa!"
"Hyah! Let's see you dodge this! Chou Zesshooooouuuuryuken! Shoryureppa!"
"Very good, Mel... That's enough."
Ken Masters, the three-time Pan-American champion of Martial Arts, was busy seeing if his son was ready for the new tournament that would start in about a week. After the huge success from the partnership with Robert Garcia in the Turn of the Century tournament 5 years ago, he was since then planning a new SF tournament to take place in Tokyo once again. He wasn't fighting this time around; he was going to be busy working on how the tournament would be held. He, on the other hand, trained and signed up his two students, Mel and Sean, to go in his place. As his son wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, Ken smirked, thinking about how he would fare next week...
"So, dad," Mel said while walking towards his father, "How am I doing?"
Ken smiled. "You're fine. Now, do you want to keep going or do you want to rest?"
Mel raised an eyebrow. "You know that no matter what I choose that we're going to keep going so let's not play around."
"Yep! You saw right through it. Now..."
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::Metro City, USA. - June 16, 1:00 P.M. EST::
"I see you've finally caught me with me... Maki..."
The blonde Bushin female was breathing through her mouth heavily. It took her 5 years of searching to finally find her rival again, Guy, the current master of the Bushin style. It was ironic that she found him in Jeffery's grocery store after all that... and even more ironic of her motives.
"So... do you wish to see which one of us is worthy of the title of 'Master of Bushin Style'?" he asked. Maki breathed deeply before saying, "Actually... as much as I hate to say it... I'm looking for you help."
Guy, who had his back turned to Maki through the conversation, turned around into an interested look.
"Really. What is your problem?"
"Guy... there's a new fighting tournament being held in Japan... and I need a partner. You're the only one that I know that I can 'team up' with."
Guy stared at her with intensity. "Maki... you know that the Bushin don't partake in fights for personal gain..."
Maki gave a stern look. "The money isn't what I'm interested in. I've been traveling... all over the world and... with the rise of this tournament, I can't help but notice a lot of evil vibes that keep popping up..."
"Really? Explain..."
"I don't need to explain anything, Guy. I'm quite sure you remember the many hurts of evil energy around the middle and end of the last tournament 5 years ago."
Guy nodded. So many evil vibes he felt during those 2 weeks of the tournament... and although he didn't need to get involved in it, he couldn't help but get the feeling that it was only the beginning.
"I see... I will team up with you... just this once."
Maki grinned. "Yeah... and after its done THEN I'll challenge you myself!"
---- -----
::Downtown Hong Kong - June 16, 2:46 P.M. EST::
(Yun's in trouble...)
In the middle area of a downtown shopping district, one half of the Twin Dragons, Yang Lee, was watching the battle between his brother, Yun, and Makoto, one of his rivals. The match was a long one but Makoto was basically owning the younger dragon.
"I... I can't believe that... I'm.... I'm losing to you!" Yun yelled out as he got up off the pavement in front of his family pottery shop. Makoto just stood firm in her fighting stance.
"It's not my fault id you've been slacking in your training," she said calmly. "Now I'm going to end this!"
In a burst of speed, Makoto found her way through Yun's defenseless face and stated to attack, but Yun luckily countered... with his most powerful move.
"HAI!!"
An arm shot up into her face, stunning her.
"TYAH!!!"
A shoulder ram, the Tetsuzanko, knocked the karate girl into the air.
"DAH!!!"
A huge fist to the face, sending Makoto sky high to land about 2 or 3 seconds later, almost denting the pavement in front of Yun's sneakers.
"And that's... the You-Hou..." Yun said, his confidence returning. "Who's slacking off in training? No matter how many times we've fought, you still fall right for it!"
Makoto groaned as she struggled to her to her feet, wiping the blood from her lips. "Yeah... you're right... but don't let that get your confidence up.. too much for next week..."
"I know, but you're going to have to do better than this if you want to stand a chance!" Yun smirked.
"Don't worry... about that. I'm already two steps ahead of you..."
"Huh? Aaaah!"
One punch to Yun's unmentionables stopped him dead in his tracks. It hurt like hell... and he knew what was coming. Three punches to the head... then an uppercut that rivaled the power of the You-Hou, roofing Yun in similar fashion to which Makoto was hit several seconds ago.
"Seichuusen Godan-zuki!!" she yelled as Yun plummeted right in front of her. She smiled as she got out of her pose and looked down at Yun.
"Go on and say it.." she taunted.
"N... n... no! Not again!" he responded while getting to one knee. "I'm not going... to say that again!"
"Okay... Your funeral. Hayate!!"
Makoto's speed caught Yun again with a powerful fist to the face, planting Yun into a stone wall. She then coolly walked over and pinned his arms down on the wall.
"Go on... Say it."
Yun squirmed around for a while.... then sighed, not struggling anymore.
"Fine... I..."
"Uh... excuse me..."
Both Yun and Makoto looked to their left. On the sidewalk in front of a clothing store was a beautiful Chinese teen girl, her black hair short and well kept and her brown eyes sparkling. She also wore gray pants VERY similar to the black pants to Yun's and Yang's, but she wore a normal blue shirt instead of the Kung Fu shirts the brothers wore.
"Are you... Yun Lee?" she asked shyly. Yun pushed himself off Makoto, his full attention on this new girl.
"Yeah... What's it to ya?" he asked. Oddly, a side smile appeared on her face.
"Yeah... You're just like my aunt told me you would be like.." She then turned her head to Yang and asked, "I take it you're Yang, right?"
"Yes..." the cooler of the Twin Dragons replied. "Is there a problem?"
At this moment, happiness seemed to take her over as she literally warped over to where Yang was and gave him a huge hug. Instantly, small tears came down her cheek.
"No... My problems are over now... now that I've found my older brothers at last!"
"WHAT!!?" Yun exploded, wide-eyed. "You can't be serious! I mean..."
"So that's the visitor grandmother was talking about..." Yang whispered to himself. The new girl then looked up to Yang, who started to blush, and said, "So... I've never introduced myself... to you guys..."
"Yeah... That's probably the good thing to do," Yun commented while walking over to where Yang was. "Who are you." The girl turned to Yun, wiped her eyes, and spoke.
"Oh... I'm Yin Lee. I'm 17 years old... and I also practiced Kenpo from Gen..."
"WHA!?" Yun let out, surprised once again. "I... I don't believe that! But..."
"What are you, blind?"
This new voice that just cut off Yun came from the street light post above the three Lee siblings. Two Japanese girls were perched on the top of the lamp and jumped down, right next to Makoto, about a foot away. One had normal, yet blue hair with normal street clothes while the other had black hair, three strands poking over her front, a bit like Yang's hair.
"Heh... I can't believe that you didn't see her speed," Ibuki, the black haired teenage ninja noted while staring at Yin. "She's almost as fast as Yang!"
"Yeah..." Yang said. "I know..."
"She is...?" Yun asked, stumped.
"Yeah, Yun..." Sarai, Ibuki's best friend, said bluntly. "Man... you really aren't up to par, nowadays, huh?"
Yun gave his hardest glare, but Yin cut him off.
"Hey... How about you show me around? I've never been here before... and I'd like to know more about you guys before the Street Fighter tournament starts next week..."
"Let me guess... You're entering it, too, huh?" Yun asked. Yin smiled and nodded.
"Yeah... You guys are coming... aren't you?"
---- ----
::Somewhere in lower Mt. Fuji, Japan. - June 16, 4:15 P.M EST::
"Hmm... I see the two that defeated Akuma have decided to enter the tournament as well... Yes... This will be a great opportunity to see just how strong they really are..."
In the mist of foliage in Mt. Fuji, a single man was meditating under a waterfall, letting the water splash on his bare back and long sliver hair that was in a thing ponytail. He wore nothing but white karate pants and his body was covered in scars. His left eye in particular was closed by a huge scar, as if a sword sliced through it... Just then, a black aura covered him and his scar on his eye glowed an eerie red color... The water that surrounded him started to boil under his evil energy.
"One more week... Then I'll see for myself just who powerful they are..."
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End of Chapter
How did you like the new story so far. Next chapter is when things start to unravel themselves as the fourth Street Fighter tournament starts. More characters will appear in the plot... and just how will this tournament be like? What's Ken's plans for this year. Stick to this fanfic to find out!
----- ----- Translations in this chapter
"Soku da!" (Mel) : There!
"Ikuzo!" (Mel) : Here I go!
Hadouken : Surge Fist
Nekketsu Hadouken : Hot Blood Surge Fist
Shinku Hadouken : Vacuum Surge Fist
Shakunetsu Shinku Hadouken : Scorching Heat Vacuum Surge Fist
Shouoken : Cherry Blossom Fist
You-Hou : Fryiing Roast
Seichuunsen Godan-zuki : Median Line Five-Part Thrust
Tetsuzanko : Iron Mountain Lean
Raikoukyaku : Lightning God Kick
Zesshouryuken : Lunging Dragon Fist
Chou Zesshouryuken : Super Lunging Dragon Fist
Shoryureppa : Rising Dragon Destroyer
Shoryu Higyou : Rising Dragon Strike