Authors note:
The Street Fighter characters are the exclusive property of Capcom. I don't know who owns the Walker: Texas Ranger characters, CBS-TV I think, I do not own them, I just borrowed them for a little while so please don't sue.
The Ryu Chronicles
By
jediryu ©
He was walking this day, the same as any other day. He walked everywhere, except on water of course. In those cases he would find the first commercial flight going his direction. This day found him walking on the side of an asphalt road with waves of heat shimmering off of the black surface in the distance but seemingly absent where he walked.
Dressed in his trademark white gi, sleeves torn away at the shoulders and torn at his ankles, red headband flipping in a gentle breeze and black belt tied around his waist, Ryu thought to himself: "Beautiful day today. The sky is clear, the air is warm and even a light breeze." Stopping for a moment, he dropped his bag from his shoulder, opened it, and pulled out a map and a bottle of water. Two sips later, the bottle was back in his bag as he looked over a map. "Let's see," he thought to himself. "I crossed the Texas state line three days ago and I'm halfway to my destination in Houston, excellent. If I keep this pace my supplies will see me into Houston without a problem."
As ever and always, he was looking for that next great challenge, the next strongest opponent, the next step on his path to becoming a true warrior. "I should be able to find something along those lines in Houston." he thought. Putting the map back in his bag and retying it, he threw it over his shoulder and continued walking.
Cordell Walker was driving his silver dodge ram pickup down the road on his way back to Houston to file his reports from a joint operation along the Texas-Mexico border with his partner Trivette, sleeping on the passenger side. Thinking to himself to pass the time: "What an operation. Texas Rangers, DEA, and INS all working together for a change instead of bickering over jurisdiction, I wish all joint operations could go that well. Alex will be seeing these reports since her office gets to file all the charges. She probably won't believe it."
Thinking of his wife inevitably led to thinking of his daughter Angelina. He couldn't help but smile as he thought of their two-year old daughter. So far, the terrible twos hadn't been that bad, but there were days. As he drove, he saw a white blur in the distance that resolved into a person walking on the side of the road. As the distance closed, Walker thought to himself: "Karate judging by the gi, been at it for some time because he has a black belt, I'm not sure if the headband is indicative of any particular style of karate though. He's walking barefoot in this heat! It has to be at least ninety degrees and the asphalt must be twice that!" Walker considered pulling over and letting him hop in the back but as he got nearer he felt the unmistakable aura of a fighting spirit.
"Wow"; he thought to himself. "I haven't felt that much power since . . . I can't remember when." The moment of decision came and went as he drove past the stranger. "Whoever he was, he radiated enough power to make my hair stand on end." Involuntarily, he shivered. Not that Walker was afraid, far from it. Just that it was unusual to encounter so much fighting spirit in this day and age . . .
The truck drove by on its way and was quickly lost in the distance as Ryu mused to himself: "A strong fighting spirit in that vehicle. It would be interesting to meet him in a fight." Just coming into view over a small hill in the far off distance was a stand of trees. Ryu looked to the sky and guesstimated the time as late afternoon. "Good." he thought to himself, it will be getting close to sunset as I get to those trees. A perfect place to stop for the night."