There were many people huddled around the entrance of the S.S. Anne, waiting to go en route to the beautiful Fighter's Island. Among them were Felis, Wulf, and Minerva, who acted patient despite their hidden desire for the entrance to open already.
"Excuse us. Pardon us. Comin' through," a teenage sounding voice sounded near the back. John and Jackie were currently walking through many of the potential combatants. He even had Jackie shoot a man in the junk because he wouldn't politely step out of the way. When they finally made it to the front, he and Jackie were standing near the three Lightsworns. Minerva recognized John right away.
"Guys," Minerva whispered to Wulf and Felis. "Guys, I think we have a problem on our hands."
"What's wrong?" Wulf asked.
"That clown faced guy, John Ginger's gonna be joining us."
"Yer kiddin', right?"
"I wish. I just hope he's not here for the tournament."
"Don't worry, guys," Felis said to her friends. "I know how to distract him for the time being."
John could hear that the three Lightsworns were talking, but he couldn't decipher what they were saying. "What're those guys talkin' about, Jackie?" he asked Jackie.
"I dunno," Jackie replied, "but you might wanna pay attention to what the archer girl is doing." John looked at Felis taking off her sandals. With a smile, Felis was doing a little tease show with her feet. John was awestruck.
Near the back, two men in karate gis, one white, one red, were talking amongst themselves. "You sure this is the right ship?" Ken asked his friend.
"That's what Master Gouken told me," Ryu replied. Didn't expect this many people, though."
About a half hour later, the S.S. Anne's boarding horn sounded, and the steps lowered.
"Guess that means our ride's here," John said before he and Jackie, along with everyone else (including a large tank) got on board the S.S. Anne.
However, these people were not the first to board. Near the poop deck, a cardboard box can be seen in plain sight.
to be continued...