Just A Little "Spice"...

CIA HQ

Langley, Va.

Training Room

A young woman stood there in the middle of the training room. Mirrors were planted around with CIA officials looking through one of them. The woman's name was unknown. Her codename was 'Spice', a girl taken in by the CIA and groomed to be one of the deadliest operatives out in this world today.

The woman stood there dressed in a skin tight black leather outfit that went well with her very slender looking body. She had olive skin with long dark red hair that was wavy. Spice had a calm look on her face. About ten men surrounded her. They set their sights on Spice's green colored almond shaped eyes.

She had a nice set and a nice sexy body to go with it. The men were dressed as black ninjas. At that moment, the ten men charged at Spice from all directions.

"There's plenty of Spice for everybody," Spice said as she winked and smiled at the men.

One man threw a spinning hook kick which Spice ducked under and executed a footsweep knocking him to the ground.

"Umph..." went the first man.

Quickly, Spice kneeled down and pinced a nerve ont he man's neck causing him to pass out for the time being. Spice then placed one foot on the man's chest and licked her lips in front of the mine other men.

"Oh c'mon, one of you has to be able to last that long..."

Another man ran at Spice and executed a flying side kick. Quickly, Spice sidestepped and spun around in a 180 degree motion. With such speed, Spice got a glimpse at the back area of the man, which was unguarded.

"Sorry, fly boy..." Spice said as she executed a spinning side thrust kick to the back area. The man flew forward several feet and stopped smack dab into the wall. Spice just brushed some of her dark red hair away.

"Anybody for some Spiced Cinnamon?" she asked with a sexy tone of voice. She pulled off a special attack as she jumped at her opponent and threw a reverse spin kick and a spinning crescent kick in the air with sparkles of energy trailing behind.

The man laid there unconscious. Spice just smiled and laughed a bit.

"I guess not," she said as she threw a back thrust kick to the face of another man that approached from behind.

She stepped back as another man attempted to hit her with a haymaker. Without effort, Spice grabbed the man by the arm and tossed him on the other side of the mat. Soon after, Spice applied a very painful armlock.

"Gah! It hurts! Okay!" cried the man.

"Spice, that's enough training for the day," said a voice on the intercom.

"Awwww... That all?" Spice asked with a tone of disappointment.

"Yeah... We don't want you sending anymore men to the hospital," the voice said.

"Then send me some better people," Spice replied.

You're one of the best there are in this agency..."

Spice let go of the grip she placed on the man. Immediately, the guy held his arm in pain and quickly walked off. He didn't want to be Spice's practice dummy any longer.

"Go hit the showers..."

"Alright, sir," Spice said as she walked off.

Even the women were afraid of Spice. She was truly a lethal combatant out on the field. Her exact origins and birthplace are unknown, even to the CIA. When going to the showers, Spice would be the only one inside.

Either the other women kept their distance or quietly exited.

Briefing Room

Spice sat in the briefing room wearing sweat shorts, blank tanktop, and a pair of Reebok athletic shoes. Her hair was tied back with a few sexy bangs. She looked rather bored.

"Spice, you have a new mission..."

"Lay it on me," Spice said as she chewed on some cinnamon chewing gum.

"The Tenshu group that based out of Japan," said the man standing by the projection screen.

"Those psychos? What about them?" she asked.

"They're on the move..."

"Where at? Let me at them," Spice said with such enthusiasm.

"Easy," said the man as he picked up a glass of water and took a sip. "Its leader, known as Osiris has sent operatives all around North America. But for some reason, they have been snooping around grizzly crime scenes."

"Oh?"

"As you know. Around North America, there have been a string of brutal murders. All the victims had at least one disability," he explained.

"A disability? Like in the handicapped?"

"Yeah... As in the handicapped..."

"I think that's just sick. Maybe the sick fuck is trying to compensate for something. Maybe his cock is handicapped," Spice said with a laugh.

"You're not here to think. You're here to do," the man sternly said to Spice. Spice continued to watch the slides of the crime scenes.

"Yeah, yeah..."

"And I'd watch your mouth if I were you," he added.

"Whatever..." Spice said.

"Anyway, you leave tonight to Los Angeles."

"Awww... I was planning to go out and get laid," Spice said with playful sarcasm.

"Do it on your own time."

"But tonight would've been my own time."

"Well, too bad."

"You're no fun..."

"You're not here to have fun. We took you in, remember?"

"Yeah..." Spice replied.

"You have 5 hours to get ready," the man said. "Dismissed."

"Right..." Spice said as she got up and headed out from the room.

Uno's Pizzaria

Chicago, Ill.

It was getting almost dark. About 7-something in the evening. The place was pretty crowded. Sitting at a booth to themselves were Kirini, Mei, and Hanzou Hoshi. Sitting at the booth behind were Ryu and Chun-Li.

"Mmmm, haven't had pizza in a long time," Chun-Li said.

"Same here," Ryu said.

"What's so special about Chicago deep dish?" Mei asked.

"Here..." Kirina said as she pulled out a menu. She opened it and showed a picture to both Hanzou and Mei. Hanzou was starting to drool at the sight.

"I'm getting hungry already," Hanzou said.

"What's taking them so long?" Ryu asked.

"Speak of the devil," Chun-Li said as she saw 3 figures approach the table. One of the figures made out to be Mason Storm. The other 2 were African-American. They were both Agent Robert Salvo and Chicago PD Detective Eddie Randolph.

"Sorry, got caught in traffic," Mason said.

"You just wanted a tour of Chi-Town," Salvo added. He then turned to both Ryu and Chun-Li. "So Mase, aren't you going to introduce us to your friends?"

"Um... Oh, yeah," Mason said with a laugh. "Ryu, Chun-Li; this is Robert Salvo and Eddie Randolph."

"Evening," Chun-Li said shaking hands with both Eddie and Salvo.

"Konnichiwa," Ryu said doing the same thing.

"It's a pleasure," Salvo said.

"Yo," Eddie added.

"These are their kids. Kirina, Hanzou, and Mei," Mason said. The 3 of them shook hands with both Eddie and Salvo.

"Take a seat so we can eat," Chun-Li said.

The 3 of them took a seat as the waitress approached.

"Welcome to Uno's. I'm Racquelle, your server for the night. Can I get any of you something to drink?"

"Sweet tea," Chun-Li said.

"Sweet tea," Ryu added.

"Sprite," Eddie said.

"How bout a Bud Light," Mason said.

"I'll take a Michelob," Salvo said.

"Alright," the server said as she took drink orders for Kirina, Hanzou, and Mei.

"What brings you guys to Chi-Town?" Salvo asked.

"We haven't been to the USA for a long time. Ken offered to pay our expenses," Chun-Li explained. "What about you guys?"

"Work..." Mason said.

"They have you investigating that string of murders?"

"Yup..."

"Watching the news. That guy makes Bison look like a saint," Ryu commented.

"That's the scary thing," added Chun-Li. She remembered how much of an evil tyrant Bison was. Bison wanted world domination. But this guy wanted to eradicate everybody that he deemed as 'weak'.

"The guy calls himself Xen," Salvo said.

"Xen... Interesting," Ryu replied.

"I just want to get this sick bastard off the streets," Mason added.

Ryu had a concerned look on his face. This Xen person started to get Ryu's intrigue. Kirina was ease dropping on the conversation.

"Seems that this guy is a very skilled fighter," Mason said.

"How do you know?" Chun-Li asked.

"He leaves behind some traces of his aura... It's pretty dark... Sends chills down my spine just being at those crime scenes," Mason explained.

"Xen..." Kirina said to herself.

"Who?" Mei asked.

"Oh...nothing," Kirina said blinking some. "It's nothing."

Streetball Court

A group of about 20 guys in wheelchairs were enjoying a game of streetball. It was all for good fun. A lone figure stood out in the open. He had on a ruffled up black Karate gi. The basketball players continued on with their game.

It was Xen Aleksandrov. He was ready to strike again.

Without being noticed, Xen entered the streetball court. Silently, he placed a lock on the door to prevent anybody from escaping. He then walked onto the pavement and stood in the center of the court.

Xen showed no emotions on his face. It was just blank and evil.

"Get out of the way!"

"We got a game going on!"

"Move!"

"C'mon man!"

Still Xen wouldn't budge. Nor would he say a word. The streetball game came to a complete stop. He then gave an evil laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"Heheheheheh... It's funny how they let disabled weaklings like you roam about, let alone allow you to live..."

"W-what are you talking about?!" asked one of the guys.

"You so called handicapped are a virus to this world."

"You think we asked to be handicapped?" asked another guy out of anger.

"Whether it is or not is of no relevance..."

"You got no right..."

"Yeah, where do you get off saying that?"

"Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"I am the cure to this horrible plague..." Xen said with a laugh.

"What kinda heartless fuck are you?!"

"Weaklings like you have no right to live..." Xen said as he held his palm out to the face of one of the men. "Die..." Xen said with a grunt. With one palm, Xen fired off a Hadouken that made impact with the man.

"Gahhhh!" yelled the young man as his wheelchair rolled back.

With sheer speed and agility, Xen jumped at the young man and effortless snapped his neck with a well placed reverse spin kick.

"Oh my God!"

"Holy fuck!!!"

"This guy's serious about killing us?!"

"The fuck we ever do to you?!"

"Solely existing," Xen answered.

The rest of the players in wheelchairs headed towards the exit. But saw that it was locked up by Xen. They were caged by animals.

"Weaklings like you deserve to die!!!" Xen shouted.

"We have to climb!" said one of them.

Immediately, the rest of the players tried climbing up the fence using their upper strength. Xen just laughed at them.

"Pathetic... Like lambs for the slaughter you weaklings are..." Xen stated to them.

"We need to get out of here!!!"

Majority of them fell off from climbing the fence. Xen approached the group and one by one started executing all sorts of brutal punches and kicks. Their battered bodies became corpses.

Xen was enjoying this.

He gave out loud bursts of laughter.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Xen threw one guy up into the air and did a bicycle kick sending him flying face first into the wall. The whole spine was shattered and the guy laid their dead.

In a matter of minutes, all 20 of the handicapped streetball players laid there dead. On one of the corpses, Xen left his calling card.

"Millions more to go..." Xen said in a cold tone of voice as he left the streetball court.

He saw a flyer on the wall. It was a Special Olympics event. A place where all the handicapped children from all around Chicago would compete in athletic events. Xen gave out a sickening and evil laugh.

"Fate surely has been good to me on my mission..." he laughed much louder.

To Xen, the Special Olympics would be the next place to hit. All those handicapped kids ready like lambs for the slaughter. He couldn't wait.

On the opposite side of the sidewalk was a young African-American girl with a bag of groceries. She had only one leg. The other was artificial. Xen gave an evil smirk as he stood there and waited for the young girl to approach.

"Taking candy from a baby... Heheheheheh..." Xen said with a laugh.

After a few minutes, the young girl was a few feet away from Xen. She then took a look at Xen, who stood there.

"Excuse me, do you know the time?" Xen asked.

"No sir..." the young girl said.

"It's time for you to die," Xen said with a smirk.

"Huh?!" asked the girl.

Without saying a word and without hesitation, Xen threw a side thrust kick to the girl's chest. It caused her to fly several feet back. She dropped the groceries. It was a hard kick that caused the girl to cough out blood.

She started to cry in pain.

"Cry... Nobody can hear your cries..." Xen said as he slowly approached the girl.

"Mommy..." cried the girl.

"You mommy is better off without a weakling like you," Xen added.

"W-what did I do to deserve this?!" cried the girl as she held her chest in pain. Seemed that the kick cracked a few of her ribs.

"You handicapped are a plague to this world. And I am the cure to this plague..."

"I-I lost my leg in a crash..." she cried.

"That is of no concern to me..." Xen said as he continued towards her. Soon, he stood a few inches away from her.

"Please... Leave me alone!!!" she cried.

With an evil grin, Xen stomped on the girl's leg cracking the bone. The young defenseless girl screamed in pain. She cried even more. She didn't know why he was doing this to her.

"Dance, writhe, and die in pain..." Xen said.

He then ripped the artificial leg off. Xen held it in his head and proceeded to beat the girl repeatedly with in. She continued to cry in pain. With one big smack, the girl stopped crying. She laid there lifeless. Her face was severely bruised up.

"Heh..." Xen said as he kicked the body aside without any effort. He tossed the artifical leg aside and walked off. "Tomorrow... I shall go to the Special Olympics..."

2 Hours Later

There were several cop cars and news vans around. They were covering the scene. The young girl's family was there as they looked away in tears. They couldn't believe what had happened to their daughter.

Xen left his calling card on her corpse as well.

Mason Storm, Robert Salvo, and Eddie Randolph arrived at the scene. They were accompanied by Chun-Li and Kirina, who went shopping after dinner. The 2 were nearby and Mason gave them the heads up.

"Xen struck again," Mason said.

"Yeah..." Salvo said.

"Marcell?" Eddie asked looking at an older African-American man in mourning with his wife. He then approached the couple.

"Eddie..." the man said. "Look what that bastard done to Keisha..."

"Keisha?!" Eddie asked. He looked at the battered body of Keisha, the young girl that Xen killed with such brutality. "Damn... Not her... Fuck..." Eddie started to breathe heavily. Kirina then approached and saw what had happened. "This just isn't right..." he added.

"Xen's doing?" Kirina asked. She then took a look at the girl that Xen killed. Keisha looked no older than 12 years old. Kirina started to cry. She turned away and ran to where nobody could look. The young daughter of Ryu and Juli started to vomit.

This was completely new to her. She didn't know what to make of it.

Chun-Li shook her head as she looked at the dead streetball players being placed in black body bags. Their families were there mourning in tears.

"Who could've done something like that?!"

"What kind of sick fuck would do such a thing?!"

"He's far worse than Bison..." Chun-Li said. She looked away as tears started to form. Never in her life had she seen such atrocities. "This isn't right..."

Kirina felt her legs starting to turn to jelly. She fell to her knees with her head down. This was difficult and almost impossible to grasp. Xen was brutal and ruthless. He was a monster. She remembered the stories that her father had told. But they couldn't compare to what Kirina was looking at right now.

"S-she was just a girl... An innocent girl..." Kirina said as she started to breathe hard.

Kirina could feel something fester inside her. A power that started to fester. Her heart was beating rapidly.

"Kirina!" Chun-Li shouted.

"C-coming..." Kirina said as she got to her feet.

"We're going back to the hotel," Chun-Li said. Kirina agreed with a nod. The 2 of them walked off as they said goodbye. But they left Eddie alone.

"You know her?" Mason asked.

"Keisha is the sister to my friend... Lost her leg in a drive-by shooting last month. An innocent bystander..." Eddie said. "I-I just want to be left alone for now..." He had a grim look on his face.

Mason then got a text message ordering him and Salvo to report to HQ.

"Salvo, we're heading back to DC..."

"Shit, that soon?" Salvo asked.

Immediately, Salvo's phone rang.

"Salvo," he answered.

"Hey. Cavanaugh agreed to help..."

"He agreed?" Salvo asked.

"Yeah. Need you to head over here ASAP..."

"We were gonna head by anyway. Xen struck again... This isn't going to look good..." Salvo said. "We'll be there."

"He agreed?" Mason asked.

"Yeah..."

"People are gonna want blood after this," Salvo added/