Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
How do you sleep
When you live with your lies
Out of your mouth
Up from your mind
That kind of thinking
Starts a chain reaction
You are a time bomb ticking away
You need to release
What you're feeling inside
Let out the beast
That you're trying to hide
Step right up and be a part of the action
Get your game face on
Because it's time to play
You're pushing and fighting your way
You're ripping it up
How do you live without playing the game
Sit on the side and expect to keep sane
Step right up and be a part of the action
Come get a piece of it before it's too late
Take a look around
You can't deny what you see
Were living in a violent society
Well my brother let me show you a better way
So get your game face on because it's time to play
You're pushing and fighting your way you're ripping it up
So tell me what am I supposed to be
Another goddamn drone
Tell me what am I supposed to be
Should I leave it on the inside
Should I get ready to play?
Disturbed -"Violence Fetish"
Nuzzling her face against Nikita's soft fur, Cammy willed herself not to cry. This information was too much for her to handle, and her support system was gone. All she had was the physical comfort of the little grey kitten. Shadowlaw was back. Shadowlaw was back. The words cut her heart as they repeated over in her head.
Suddenly Cammy was hit with a wave of paranoia and she ran frantically about her apartment doubling checking that all the windows and doors were locked. Nikita looked to Cammy suspiciously. Cammy knew Nikita liked to play in the window seals and look out at the street below, but she couldn't handle having the drapes open. Open for anyone from Shadowlaw to see her. She was a prisoner in her own home and it was her own doing. She curled into a ball on the couch and stared into the darkness of her living room. If she didn't do something to help, this is what her life would be until Shadowlaw was back out of business. A sudden knock at the door made her jump and yelp out loud. Wagner's muffled voice came through the door when she didn't answer after the third knock.
"Cammy, I know you're in here. Open up."
"Go away!!"
"Let me in damn it, Cammy. You can't hide."
Cammy leaped from the couch and swung the door open, surprising Wagner. She yelled as Wagner still tried to recover from his shock.
"I don't want to hide. That's the whole point. But if I'm not out there fighting, that's what I'll have to do. You can't understand that."
"Like hell I can't. Don't you remember that I was sent to a family I didn't even know? You knew Guile your whole life. I had to totally readjust."
"I know that…It's just that I can't hide. I've done that and it kills me inside."
Cammy was starting to breakdown. Wagner seemed to put her at ease, seemed to make her comfortable enough to let herself be honest. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. He rubbed her back as he spoke to her.
"We can figure this out. But I need you to work with me if I'm going to help you."
"I can't believe this. It's just too much to handle. Things were just getting back together."
"I know; they were for me too. But I won't let Shadowlaw screw it up."
Cammy was crying freely now. Wagner guided her into her apartment and shut the door behind him.
"I just don't know what to do with myself now. Am I supposed to act like nothing's wrong."
"If you do act like something's wrong they win."
"But something is wrong."
"I know, I know. It's really messed up. But all we can to is take things how they come and deal with them."
"You can do that. You have enough power. But I'm not even god dammed US citizen. Without Guile, I'm gone!"
"Calm down. I can figure something out, if you just give me some time."
"What do you mean?"
"Let Guile think you are doing what he says, and I'll find a way for you to help."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I know you deserve to help. You owe them one as much as I do, and we're not kids anymore. Shadowlaw doesn't know what they are messing with. They may have made our childhoods a living hell, but now it's time to get even."
"So do you Wagner. Don't risk yourself getting kicked out of the Air Force or something."
"It's worth it Cammy. We have got to stop them before something happens to someone we love."
--
Cracking his knuckles in pleasure, M. Bison looked at reports with delight. His empire had risen once again, and it was more powerful than ever. In Shadowlaw's absence the world had proven a great need for him. Now he was back and welcomed with open arms into the underworld. His drug trade had developed into a weapon trade now, and soon he knew he'd be dealing with a world wide organization. He chuckled in rapturous joy. The pitiful U.S. military had become aware of some of the movements, but it was too late now. He was bigger than even them. This reminded him of who had got him in the predicament in the first place. Colonel William F. Guile. He remembered his oath to get his revenge. And it was under way at this very moment. If not for him, Shadowlaw would be where it was now, years ago. He was going to suffer before he was destroyed; everything he held dear would be gone before he then would be mercifully put out of his misery. Bison began laughing maliciously.
"All who oppose Shadowlaw will die!"
--
Guile finished drying the last dish from dinner then walked upstairs to undress for bed. Tonight didn't go as well as he had planned. He wanted to be able to explain better to Cammy and Wagner the details. But Cammy had not acted at all in the way he had expected her to. She had really grown up and it was a damn shame. Getting her life back together hadn't been easy for her and he knew it. Now Shadowlaw threatened that normalcy. Guile heard the front door open and figured it was Jane. He waited in the bedroom until she appeared in the doorway. She had purposely gone out to give him an opportunity to tell Cammy and Wagner about Shadowlaw alone. Her light brown hair flowed over her shoulders, curling slightly at the ends. Hazel eyes looked at him with much worry as she spoke.
"So, how did things go?"
"Not good."
"Is Cammy okay?"
"Yeah, she's more than okay. She was ready to suit up and go fight them off at that very moment."
"And…?"
"And I told her she couldn't."
"She's an adult William; why should you treat her any different than Wagner?"
"Wagner's trained for the past five years. Cammy has skills and strength, but not the same mind that they were programmed into."
"That isn't what I'm asking. What right do you have to prevent her from doing something?"
"Janie, just give my mind a break please. Where's Melissa?"
"She went on up to her room. She said she had a little homework to do before tomorrow."
Guile stood and kissed Jane on the cheek before he walked from the room.
"I think I'll go downstairs and say goodnight before I go to bed. It's been a rough day."
--
Melissa Guile looked at herself in her bedroom mirror. At 13 years old she was beginning to become a woman, it was slow moving though. She wished she could just wake up one day and look like her mom or Cammy. Wagner always made her feel good. He doted on her telling her that if she weren't his sister he might have a crush on her. Her hair was thick like her father's but the same color as her mothers. She kept it long, flowing down her shoulders and to her mid back. Bangs flowed over her forehead giving her face a pretty shape. The light brown made her hazel eyes seem to glow. She thought she was pretty enough. She would tell Cammy about boys at school she liked, not trusting this information to her parents or Wagner. Cammy was a girl, she understood. Her dad was pretty protective, but she knew that was due to bad things that happened to Cammy when she was a teenager. She knew he was just protecting her. Melissa walked from the mirror to her closet and changed into her nightclothes.
Suddenly, there was a scratching at her window. Confused, she walked to push away whatever was doing it. If there was a tree branch scratching at the window all night there was no way she'd get any sleep. Before she could open the window, she was barraged with flying glass. She fell backwards onto the floor, covering her face with her arms. By the time she recovered and began to stand she saw two men in black climbing into her window with guns. She screamed.
"Daddy!"