Author Notes:

Finally, my Street Fighter Story. Though since I like both Street Fighter and Darkstalkers, I decided that I would make a sort of crossover. I hope that you will enjoy this as much I do. Reviews won't dictate if I update it not, but truth be told: everyone loves reviews.

Important Note and/or Warning:

This story was originally rated NC-17, but do to the fact that doesn't allow this anymore, you'll have to go to another site to read the full content. (It will be on my bio-page, where to find it.)

Otherwise, this is rated for: violence, gore, sexual themes/content (the unrated version has strong sexual content). If anything else develops, I'll be sure to let you know.

There will be NO serious fluff (as I think I'm allergic to it) or Slash. If you are easily offended by that sort of thing, then I will have to ask you not to read. Also, this story centers around Chun Li, with Ryu and the gang as secondary characters. So if you're not a fan of Chun Li, then again, this may not be for you.

Disclaimer:

All rights and reserves to Capcom and each games respected writers/creators. I do not make any profit off these characters nor do I own them. I just write fan fictions about them.

Summery:

Desperate to defeat Lord Bison, Chun Li searches out Akuma in an effort to learn the power she believes she needs to complete her task. But things take an unexpected turn when Chun Li also attracts that of the supernatural. Now it's up to the unlikable duo of Ryu and Charlie to find the young Chinese woman before she succumbs to the night–or Shadoloo finds her first.

Ladies and Gentleman, I present:

Sweet Misery

Prologue: Desperation is the Best Motivation

She could see his silhouette in the distance, his wild hair she knew to be crimson in it's usual high ponytail, standing proudly on top of his head. The sign burned a bright crimson on his back as he slowly turned to face her, his sheer aura whipping his gi around like a strong wind. They narrowed at her as she continued to stare back at him with her own eyes of honey. She took in a deep slow breath, her fear masked as she found her feet edging closer to the being before her.

So far gone, he could no longer be thought of as a mere human. Though she was not certain if it was fair to call him an actual 'demon'.

He was Ryu's greatest adversary, the murderer of his dear Gouken, the man who raised him, who trained him to become the great martial artist he had become to this day. Ryu...

Their last meeting still lingered in her mind...

He had stared at her then, a look of pure confusion and aggravation on his features as he took in another breath. He was trying to contain his anger, she saw.

"I do not understand," he spoke softly, adverting his chocolate eyes from hears to the grass below his bare feet. "Why–in all hell Chun–would you want to seek him out? He could hurt you, no, kill you."

"I know," she spoke softly, poking her finger against one of the spikes of her bracelet absently as she too, stared at the grass.

He turned a pair of angry eyes on her. "Then WHY are you going!" he shouted at her.

"Why did YOU?" she snapped back. Ryu seemed taken aback a bit, but his face became hard. "It was different Chun and you know that. It still is. Akuma...he murdered my master. I wanted revenge–"

"And that is exactly what I want Ryu, can't you see that?" she asked desperately. "You of all people should understand what it's like to have someone you care for dearly just...snatched away from you! Bison did that to me! I have to–I must defeat him! And if Akuma can help me do this, then–"

"So you're just willing to give up your soul?" Ryu asked frowning. "Chun, the Satsu no Hadou...you have to be desperate. Desperate enough–"

"I am desperate!" she shouted impatiently, cutting him off.

"No," he tried to explain. "You have to be desperate enough to win this fight by...all means. At any cost. Even if it were to mean killing your opponent."

"And you think I care about the life of a man who kills so many, the innocent? The man who killed my father without so much of a thought? As if he were breathing?" she snapped. She turned away from him and Ryu gazed up at her sadly, trying to touch her on the shoulder.

"Chun Li...you shouldn't live your life this way. So much bitterness, so much hatred. I had to learn: it consumes you. Yes, Bison is a dangerous foe and I know how much he hurt you but please: this is not the way you should go about this."

But she snatched away from him once she felt the tips of his fingers touch her. She twisted away, turning to face him with a face of fury, tears streaming down her face as she continued. "Ryu, I thought you would understand!"

"I do understand Chun Li but there has to be another way," he replied, almost as desperately as she felt.

"No, there IS no other way," she insisted. "I've tried everything Ryu, no matter how hard I train, how hard I try, Bison is always able to stay one step ahead of me! This is the only thing I can think of that I have yet to try! Akuma's power–I don't exactly wish to possess all of it. I swear to you that. But at least enough, just enough to defeat Bison!"

But Ryu shook his head. "I can not let you do this to yourself Chun Li."

"You don't have a choice," she snapped bitterly, giving him a cold glare.

She turned to leave but Ryu grabbed her arm firmly. And they stared into one another's eyes, Chun Li breathless, Ryu determined, for what seemed like an eternity...

And the memory faded as quickly as she blinked. She needed to concentrate on the task at hand.

She paused when she was only a few mere feet away. His aura was strong. Intense. She felt it once before, but it had gotten strong now.

She couldn't help but second guess herself. Was she really this desperate that she would risk her life? Was her hatred for Bison just that strong that it had come to this?

"...You are a fool," she heard his deep voice growl, his legendary fist at his sides as his eyes sparkled at her like flames from hell in their crimson glory.

A fool. He was probably right about that. But she was determined and she would be rid of Bison, no matter the sacrifice.

"You will teach me your Satsu no Hadou," she stated as calmly as she possibly could. "You will train me so that I may–"

"I have no time for your foolish vendetta's." he spoke coldly. "You alone must possess the Satsu no Hadou. It is not taught. You waste my time foolish woman. Out of my way."

Chun Li frowned at him. "No. If I can...if I can defeat you in battle, you will teach me how to possess my Satsu no Hadou through the Anatsuken that Master Gen taught me."

Akuma sneered. "Gen. You are student of Gen, hmm? Then why not have him–"

"I am not his student. And he refuses." she cut him off. "I want someone that is willing to train me those ways to do so. If I can defeat you–you will train me."

"If you can defeat me, you do not NEED my training," he told her matter of factly.

She frowned. He was quite right about that...

"You are amusing girl," he stated suddenly, coming to his fighting stance. Chun Li could feel her heart skip a beat. "If you are able to take me down, even once, I will consider training you. However–know that your death will be quick otherwise."

And there they stood, Akuma in his fighting stance, Chun Li staring at him as she tried desperately to come to the right decision.

Was it really worth it?

She could feel her body move into a fighting stance, her fingers binding themselves firmly together as she cupped her palms. She outstretched her arms in front of her, the left farther than the right as her feet spread apart, holding firm to the ground.

She ignored the onslaught of devastatingly strong aura that came her way, moving the grass beneath them, the ribbons in her hair as if they were the wind.

It was worth it, she had decided. For her father. For revenge. For herself.

After all: desperation is sometimes the best motivation.

End Prologue

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