AN- Well, I'm so glad everyone liked the new chapter. notice the sarcasm? with the exception of Bushin Guy (which, thanks for reading, by the way), no one has even looked at this thing, methinks. The Street Fighter fic section seems rather dead lately. Or is it just me? Oh well. Hope whoever reads this enjoys it.

Klyde stood on guard, his left side blocked off by DeeJay, his right by Sodom. Rolento wore an evil grin as he watched the three fighters stand off.

DeeJay rushed to the attack, and Klyde pulled back into a defensive stance. Right before DeeJay was within range for a kick, Rolento stood up and cleared his throat.

"I've had a change of heart. I haven't felt the heat of battle in far too long. I believe I will dispose of the nuisance."

DeeJay stopped short and jumped back. Sodom also took a step back to give his boss fighting room. Rolento jumped down from his vantage point and cracked his neck.

"I'm a little rusty, boy. I do hope you'll go easy on me..."

Klyde grinned. "I'll try, but I can't promise anything. I'm no good at pulling my punches."

Rolento nodded. "Of course." He reached behind him and pulled out a metal tipped baton. After that, he tugged on a strap that held several grenades as nonchalantly as he could manage. "Then allow me to provide a slight handicap."

Klyde gulped. "You know, on second thought, I might be persuaded to take it easy a little..."

Rolento grinned. "Too little and far too late, boy. Your fate has been sealed!"

Rolento leapt high into the air, coming down with the weighted end of his baton. Klyde rolled to the right as the stick came down, cracking into the pavement. Rolento held up his momentum, spinning his baton so fast it became a blur. He brought the spinning staff up in a swing, and caught the retreating Klyde with a blow into his stomach. Klyde doubled over and caught the revolving weapon in the face. A bit of blood shot out from his newly split lip as his head flew backwards. He stumbled backwards into a wall, which he used to support himself for a second. Before he could even catch his breath, Rolento had thrusted the stick at him again. He dodged to the side as Rolento blemished another surface of the Neo Mad Gear base.

He's moving so fast! My eyes can barely keep up with him! I'm gonna be overwhelmed if I don't do something soon!

The crazed leader of Mad Gear pulled a grenade off his belt and bit the pin.

Klyde's eyes jolted open as he heard the click of the explosives mechanism.

"Oh crap!" he yelled as Rolento threw the grenade at the young fighter. With an instinct that surprised even him, Klyde quickly swung out his foot, kicking the explosive away. The grenade's arc changed, and flew inbetween DeeJay and Sodom. The two Mad Gears gave a look of panic and dove for cover. Klyde gave a thumbs up at the pair with a wide grin. A knee collided with the side of Klyde's head, slamming him into the ground.

"You fool! To let your guard down like that! Haven't you heard of diversionary tactics?"

Before Klyde could get up, Rolento threw out a small wire that raced at the fallen Klyde. Klyde barely managed to get his hands in between the wire and his neck before it tightened. Even with his hands in the way, the air was trapped in his lungs, his throat constricted. Rolento jumped up toward the ceiling, attaching the wire to a hook.

"Goodbye, little pest."

Rolento yanked the rope, hoisting Klyde into the air. Sodom began to cheer. Rolento grinned. "Take no prisoners." he stated with glee.

God dammit... can't breathe... Klyde tried to snap the wire with his hands, but it was too thin. The wire began to cut into Klyde's hands, and a small line of blood seeped out of his hands and the back of his neck. His legs were kicking around, and he felt the life being squeezed out of him. His eyes began to droop, and as he was losing consciousness, he felt the warm glow of ki in the palms of his hands.

Klyde's hands released enough energy to burn through the wire. Klyde fell to the ground, coughing as he struggled to stand up. Rolento grinned at him. "Impressive. No one has ever escaped my wire once ensnared. Perhaps I have underestimated you. But enough!"

He pulled out a combat knife and laughed. "You are in no condition to dodge. And I never miss my mark. Goodbye, boy."

Rolento hurled the knife, it's blade hurtling directly at Klyde's heart. Klyde felt the energy welling up in his hands, just as T.Hawk had taught him. Just as the knife neared him, he shot out his hands and caught the blade. Rolento gasped as Klyde laughed, cocked back and hurled the knife back at it's owner. Rolento regained his senses just in time to deflect the knife with his baton. Just as Rolento's baton knocked away the knife, Klyde's fist connected with Rolento's jaw, sending him flying into the wall. Klyde cracked his knuckles, still breathing heavily. He looked at the prone form of the Mad Gear leader. "Diversionary tactics, huh? How was that?"

Klyde turned around as he heard a deep laugh behind him. Sodom and DeeJay approached him slowly, Sodom now wielding his katana.

"You wanna try to catch a bigger blade, kid?"

Klyde dropped to his knees, still not fully recovered from Rolento's hang wire. Sodom laughed as he raised his sword. "Perfect height for a beheading!..." He raised his katana high over his head and brought the sword down in a fast arc. Klyde closed his eyes, bracing himself for the contact, when a loud voice echoed out.

"Hadoken!"

A large blue ki ball slammed into Sodom's ribs, sending him to the floor and sending his katana across the base. All three fighters turned to the source of the attack. What they saw was not what they expected. A small girl in a Japanese schoolgirl outfit was giving a peace sign and smiling.

"Now you guys give up or I'll give you another one!"

Sodom stood up, rubbing his ribs. "That was a lucky shot, little girl. Next time you won't be so lucky." He rushed at the girl, swinging his fist at her face. Much to his surprise, she dodged quickly and threw a fist up into his already bruised ribs. He took a sharp intake of air and fell, rolling up into a ball of concentrated pain.

"That was not a lucky shot, and my name is NOT little girl! I am Sakura!"

She threw a fist into the air and laughed. "I am the number one student of the great Ryu!"

DeeJay's foot came up from seemingly nowhere and slammed into Sakura's face. She flew into the air and crashed into a pile of ammo crates. She attempted to stand up, tripped on a piece of crate, and slammed back into the ground. DeeJay stood over Sakura and shook his head. "Tsk tsk, little girl. You shoulda kept your nose outta this place... I'm really sorry about this, but a dude's gotta make the green, ya know?"

DeeJay swung his fist down at the fallen Sakura. Right before the impact, a blur came at DeeJay, latching onto his back and bringing him to the ground. DeeJay clawed at his back.

"What the hell, mon?"

Klyde tried to choke the life out of him, but the Jamaican was more resilient than he appeared. He brought his arm around in a fast arc, creating a shockwave that slammed into Klyde's jaw. Klyde fell to the ground and rolled on impact. DeeJay's foot came down where he had landed, narrowly missing his target. Klyde jumped up, the continued battle taking it's toll on him. Maybe Gen was right... these life or death fights take it out of you...

DeeJay rushed forward, throwing his fist in a fast jackhammer smash that slammed into Klyde's abdomen several times in a second. Klyde coughed up blood and slumped forward onto the Southern Comet's fist. DeeJay cocked back and kicked Klyde up into the air. He spun around and followed him into the air, delivering several spin kicks. Klyde's body crashed into the ground and rolled to a stop. DeeJay landed gracefully, flashing a big smile.

Sakura's knees shook as she wearily got up. Her nose was bleeding and her left eye was swollen from where DeeJay had kicked her. She concentrated all of her energy into her fist and dashed forward, her arm pulled back as she ran. DeeJay turned around just in time to see Sakura throw her fist up in an energy enhanced uppercut. As his head was thrown back from the first hit, Sakura began to slam different parts of DeeJay's body with energy enhanced punches. She brought her foot up into his chin and she finished off with a multi-hitting shockwave upward punch. DeeJay slammed into the wall, unconscious before he hit the floor.

Klyde sat up and rubbed the back of his neck. He felt something needed to be said, but nothing came to mind. He eventually settled for "ow."

He sheepishly got up and smiled. "Um. Thanks..."

Sakura was still bouncing around, trying to unwind from the adrenaline rush. "No problem. One of these thugs attacked my friend on the way home from school yesterday."

Klyde smiled. "I was gonna finish him, but you looked like you had it under control, so..."

Sakura gave a wry smile. "Uh huh. Right. I get that a lot."

"Um, what was that technique you used to finish him?"

Sakura smiled. "That was my best move. I call it Midare Zakura."

Klyde stroked his chin. "Hmmmm..."

Sakura tilted her head to one side. "What?"

"I have a move similar to that. Just thinking about how I could incorporate the idea..."

Sakura pouted, crossing her arms. "The Midare Zakura is my move. You better not steal it."

Klyde shook his head. "I'm not... I have a good idea, but I need a cool sounding name... hmmm..."

Sakura shook her head and began to walk off quietly.

Klyde followed slowly behind, deep in thought. Sakura stopped short. Klyde failed to notice and crashed into her back. She turned around and gave him a sharp glare. "Do you often ignore your surroundings?"

Klyde nodded, still lost in thought and not really paying attention. "Uh huh. Whatever."

Sakura growled. "You never even told me your name."

Klyde didn't even reply.

"Hello? Moron?"

This one got his attention. "Hmmm?"

"Your name? Or should I just call you retard?"

Klyde shook his head. "You wouldn't be the first... but no. My name is Klyde."

Sakura nodded. "Well, that's a little bit better. Hey, what's with the serious look?"

Klyde still had a stern thoughtful expression as he stared at the fallen villains.

Sakura shook her head. "Oh, that? You don't have to worry. They aren't going anywhere."

Klyde grunted. "That's not it."

"Then, what?..."

Klyde took several seconds more than necessary, possibly for the sake of dramatics. Sakura leaned in, intensely curious as to what Klyde could have on his mind. Finally Klyde's eyes lit up as he raised a hand. Sakura jumped back in surprise.

"I've got it! I can call it the Koryuu Jinrai!"

Sakura went red in the face. How can anyone be so stupid? "That was your big thought? You were still stuck up on what to call your ridiculous move?"

Klyde looked offended. "I take my move naming very seriously! It means, Shiny storm!"

"Duh! I'm Japanese! I know!"

"God! Like you've never seen someone who takes their move names seriously before!"

Sakura slapped her forehead. "With the way you talk, someone would think you were the disciple of Dan Hibiki or sumthin..."

Klyde gave her a look of shock. "How did you know! Have you seen him recently?"

Sakura groaned. "That was supposed to be a joke..." She mumbled as they walked out of the newly disbanded Neo Mad Gears base.

AN- Hope you likey. The endgame of the Alpha section of Unsung hero is begining, so everyone should be ready for some excitement. Speaking of excitement, next chapter will be a little different, as Klyde won't be in it. Gotta show what is happening, so's I can lead into the endgameas best as possible. Let me know what you guys think!