The Ultimate Plot Device II

"Destroy All Enemies!"


Written by Sheo Darren under threat of death from Gouki for calling him by his bastardized Capcom USA name

Conceived by Sho Tsuzuku and Sheo Darren on a boring day with too much booze at hand with Gouki within hearing range


Chapter 02

Devil Versus Dead Man

(Gouki Goes To The WWE)

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Disclaimer: I don't own Street Fighter or the WWE or a substantial amount of money. So please, Mr. McMahon, please do not sue me.

"Cole," John Bradshaw Layfield asked his bookish fellow announcer in rather subdued tones, "I have never before seen a guy like this in my whole time in the business– indeed, in my whole life."

"Me, too. I can't believe that this guy is actually standing there in the middle of the ring."

"I can't, either. He's Japanese, but he's bigger and well-built than any Japanese I've even seen. Hell, he's bigger than most people! Just take a look at him. His hair looks like it's burning out of his skull. His hands are so huge that he can probably squeeze your puny head in between his thumb and forefinger. He's got bigger biceps than Batista. Hell, he's built even better than Batista! This guy can probably slice his opponent into shreds just by hugging the poor man and grinding him against his pectorals! This man, Cole, is no man. He is a demon. A demon, I say!"

I hope Vince knew what he was doing when he signed this guy up to a one-night contract, JBL thought sourly.

The man in the ring spoke in a harsh and booming voice. His words easily filled the whole stadium even without the use of a microphone.

"I am Gouki. I have come here to fight strong warriors. Whoever amongst you styles himself to be the strongest, I call on you to come forth and do battle with me in this ring."

"So who do you think will answer the challenge, John?" Cole asked over the crowd's roars. "Batista? King Booker? Finlay?"

"Whoever it is, he will have to be a man who has absolutely no fear of a monster. He will have to battle it out to the end with this raging demon– this akuma–"

JBL didn't finish. The lights died out all of a sudden. The whole stadium was plunged into darkness.

"Hey!"

"We know who this is!"

Tolling church bells hushed the jeering crowd. Sepulchral music made them shiver. Chilling images played upon the TitanTron screen: a stormy sky, an abandoned church, a rat, a skull. Thick smoke billowed from the entrance beneath the screen. It wrapped around the emergent man in the black trench coat like a swirling armor of gray mystique.

"It's the Dead Man!" the shocked Cole managed to gasp. "The Phenom's come to answer the challenge!"

"Monster against monster," JBL nodded. "He's the only one who can hope to win against Gouki."

"But who will win?"

"It doesn't matter who wins, Cole. Whoever wins, we lose…"

In the ring, Gouki was pleased.

Power issued out of the newcomer in a flood. Here was a worthy foe!

The man in the trench coat paused perhaps twenty feet from the ring. He brought his hands up to the blackened ceiling in a summoning gesture. His eyes rolled up so that only the whites could be seen. Then he sharply brought his hands down.

Blue-white lightning darted downwards from the ceiling to stab the four ring posts. The ring promptly collapsed onto itself.

Gouki maintained his footing throughout that impressive display of power. His blood-red aura rose up in challenge. He grinned.

Whoever said there was no true warrior in this so-called "professional wrestling" was badly mistaken…

"Come." The bearer of the Satsui No Hadou eagerly beckoned to the man in the trench coat. "Come and fight me!"

"Gouki…"

The Undertaker glowered.

"Rest… in… peace…"

Author Note: Because he is one of my favorite wrestlers of all time, I made the Undertaker here a real unstoppable zombie possessing powers from the dark side. I also hope you liked the quote from the 2006 AVP trailer.