There's a shadow just
behind me,
shrouding every step I take,
making every promise empty,
pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler,
who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path called must we,
just because the son has come.
(Jesus, won't you fucking whistle,
something but the past and done? 2x)
Why can't we not be sober?
Just want to start this over.
Why can't we drink forever?
I just want to start things over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you,
just enough to bring you down.
(Mother Mary won't you whisper,
something but what's past and done. 2x)
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave
(Trust me. 5x)
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start things over.
Why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over.
(I want, what I want. 4x)
Tool- "Sober"
Ken's body tightened as the young girl leapt at him. He hardly had time to avoid her attack by a simple sidestep. She continued her assault by sweeping her legs through his. Ken was knocked to the floor but quickly regained his footing, facing the girl again, this time in his fighting stance. After her attack and her words, Ken realized who this was. Well not exactly who, but what she was. This girl was what Cammy used to be. An assassin, a bio-engineered killer. Cammy hadn't been the only one, or at least now she wasn't the only one. Bison probably had an entire army of innocent people he had brainwashed.
Ken reacted as the girl jumped at him again with her foot extended, aimed for his face. He avoided the attack and launched one of his own, a crushing thrust of his leg to her stomach. She crashed to the floor, her face hitting the stone. He paused for a moment, waiting for her to get up. She rose slowly and turned towards him, blood running down her forehead. It unnerved Ken to see someone so young looking like that. She couldn't have been more than 16. That's how old Cammy was. The girl rushed at him, throwing a series of punches and kicks that were so quick, that after blocking the first few, Ken couldn't keep up and was battered by over half the blows.
He fell to his knees, exhausted, but the girl didn't stop. She attempted to kick him in the stomach, but he grabbed her foot, pulling her to the floor with his superior strength. He stooped above her, trying to pin her, but she twisted out of his hold somehow and kicked him in the chest. Ken skidded backwards along the floor and rolled to standing. This time he took the offensive and rushed at the girl, stopping a few feet in front of her he jumped into the air and swung his foot around, hitting her in the shoulder with one kick and the back with the other. He landed gracefully on his feet as her body crashed to the ground. She didn't move. Ken let out a sigh of relief. He didn't know how he had just done that. He could fully remember fighting Cammy years ago and how she'd nearly killed him. But of course he held sympathy for Cammy, not that he held none for this girl. He leaned over and picked up her unconscious form. He turned for the door, only to find it blocked by Bison. He spoke.
"I do believe she belongs to me."
Bison was beaten up, his usually spotless uniform was ripped in a few places and a layer of dust covered his whole form. Ken spat back at him.
"I'm sure she doesn't belong to you anymore than Cammy did."
"They both belong to me along with many others. However, I'm tired of this game. I'm leaving, with her."
Before Ken knew it he was flying backwards and Bison had only made a small gesture with his hands. The girl fell from his arms with Bison's initial thrust and Ken soon crashed into the wall behind him. By the time he raised him self from the rubble, Bison was gone along with the girl. Ken ran after him, only to crash into Wolfman right out side of the door. Ken spoke frantically.
"Bison, he was here. He took the girl."
"Camilla?"
"No, there was another one…but Cammy! Oh God, He said she was his. She's in trouble."
"We've got to catch Bison."
Ken grabbed Wolfman's arm, he noticed Luwanda coming towards them as he spoke.
"It's too late; he's off the island by now. We've got to find Cammy and the others. I know there isn't much time. Bison wouldn't leave this base whole as evidence."
"Let's go then, I know where Colonel Guile was headed."
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Wagner pulled his arm away from Guile.
"What are you talking about?"
"Remember what I told you before leaving?"
Wagner thought for a moment and remembered the brief conversation on Cammy.
"Of course, but she needs—"
Wagner didn't finish his sentence. Instead he was propelled forward by a harsh kick to his shoulder. He cried out as the wounds on his back were ripped further open by the blow. He scraped along the debris on the floor. He felt Guile's arm on his, helping him from the floor. Wagner looked at Cammy, disbelief filling his eyes. Despite Guile's warnings, he tried again, speaking in a struggled voice.
"Cammy, it's Wagner. Wake up dammit, don't do this!"
She threw a series of punches at him. He tried to block, but she was so quick, most found their mark. He fell back again, blood running from a busted lip. Guile leapt over him, attacking Cammy. Wagner couldn't move as he watched Guile use his good arm and some intricate technique to pin Cammy to his chest. He yelled.
"Wagner, now! Knock her out!"
He stood and reared back, ready to deliver the blow as he was told to. Cammy screamed out.
"Please don't!"
Wagner stumbled. His eyes were wide, confused. Guile yelled again struggling to keep a hold on Cammy with only one good arm.
"Do it! It's just a game. Trust me son!"
Wagner hesitated another moment which was all Cammy needed. She twisted from Guile's hold, gripping his injured arm in both of hers to immobilize him, and delivered a swift head butt that sent Guile flying in pain.
Wagner rushed towards her, any illusions of her innocence shattered by her attack on Guile. He crouched low, performing an uppercut that hit her jaw. She fell backwards but tucked into a roll in order to sprint back towards Wagner once she was on her feet. Her speed was amazing, Wagner noted as he narrowly missed having his nose crushed under her palm. Cammy was damn quick when she was herself, but now. It was as if she couldn't tap into her true abilities outside of Bison's brainwashing. Like his father had created her that way Wagner thought bitterly.
Cammy leapt at him yet again, connecting a hard kick to his right shoulder. He sucked up the impact of her hit long enough to crash his elbow down onto her spine. A move learned in special ops training, an immobilizing move. Her body hit the ground like a sack of potatoes. Wagner fell to one knee beside her, his shoulder throbbing in pain. Cammy rolled her body over and stood, trembling the whole way up and still doing so once she was fully erect. His perfectly aimed attack had shaken her thankfully. Wagner rose and he felt Guile step beside him. Upon turning he noted that behind him and Guile stood Ken, Colonel Wolfman, and Luwanda. They all took a small step towards her and she crouched low in her fighting stance, body shaking violently now. The sudden movement from her stance change threw her off balance and she stumbled a little, but regained her footing. Guile spoke to her.
"You don't expect to fight us all do you?"
Her eyes darted around the room in fear, the first emotion from her. She looked like a deer caught in headlights. Guile took another weary step forward and she attempted to sprint from the room. Ken was the quickest as her grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. She launched a weak, clumsy attack at him and he caught her other arm, totally halting her escape. She let out a noise of frustration before Ken brought a quick, hard palm strike down on the back of her head, knocking her out. He scooped her into his arms and spoke.
"We've gotta go now. I'm sure this place is due to blow any minute."
The group rushed from the base as quickly as possible and within a minute or so, they were in the air, headed for home, the mission a success.