Author's intro: Years ago,I did actually do a similar SF story starring all four british Street Fighter characters. Namely,Eagle,Birdie,Cammy and Dudley. But,for various reasons of time,stresses in life and running out of ideas and plot situations,I sadly abandoned the story.

Now,years later,i've dusted off this old fanfic idea and gave it a major facelift with something more down to earth. Credit for the pub names and british dialects go to my fanfiction and email friend Radactive Rad who's a local brit himself,so thanks so much for this.

And oh yeah,i'm not british,just a humble american,but my mother and I have always shared a unique taste for british media programs,except I like the comedy mostly and yes even Doctor Who especially. The current version of Doctor Who is a hell no for me right now,lol.

Anyways,this short multi-part story will lead into a new version of a Street Fighter story that I decided to redo as well,more on that announcement once I complete the story. This story btw does not actually represent current SF continuity,think of it as a slight alternate universe in some ways that's very similar to the real SF/Capcom universe.

And oh yes,all characters in this story are property of capcom USA and Japan and not by me,but I will throw in some minor OC's later on the story.
And now...on with the show!

A BIG NOISE PRODUCTIONS PRESENTS:

"DOWN AT THE PUB! A UK STREET FIGHTER STORY!

CHAPTER 1.

Friday evening,6:00 PM,LONDON ENGLAND UK Opening scene is of the British SIS Building in London England.

Inside a single office room with various computer terminals in them,the british commando Cammy White is busy at work finishing up her report.

A few days ago,she and Delta Red finished taking out a hostage situation that also led to taking on a vicious terrorist group known as the Black Orchids.

All of this took place in the foreign country of Kuwait at that.

In a nutshell,Cammy along with and the rest of them team freed the hostages and took out the group within minutes.

Cammy and the group at last headed home for a well deserved rest,but not until after they had to type up the reports to their leaders.

"Blimey!"she thought as she paused for a moment to rest her fingers,all the typing was giving her a case of arthritis. "No good deed goes unpunished when you're a top notch commando for queen and country."

She then took a sip of good strong coffee from her Union Jack mug and started to type out the last of the reports.

Once she was done,she type in save the program and then printed it out from the printer.
"There."she thought with relief. "All done!"

Just then,the double doors shifted open and In came her superior Colonel .
Cammy arose and saluted him. "Sir!"she said.
"At ease,Lt,"he said.

Cammy nodded and sat back down.
"I just needed to tell you something about our evening pub hopping we planned."said Wolfman.
"Oh..?"said Cammy. "Our leader Roman Spears just informed us that there was some extra leftover paperwork that we overlooked and needed some last minute filing and written as well."

"I see,sir."said Cammy. "I just finished my report on the Black Orchid operation,do you need me to do anything?"
"Heh,no nothing of the sort right now Cammy."said Wolfman with a warm grin. "I see you've been working your extra hardest lately on our missions and you just finished your part on the paperwork.

So,this is a small order,you go ahead and go to our usual hangout the White Horse on Baker Street and relax.
The rest of us will be there in an hour or so."

"Well..."said Cammy. "...alright sir,I will. I'll try and save you all some seats if I can."
"You do that."said Wolfman. "And do be careful while you're out this evening,you never know."

"Yes sir,I will at that."said Cammy.

Minutes later,Cammy went to the locker room to change into her green army trousers and brown leather jacket.

She then exited from the SIS building and took the nearest the nearest London Underground Limited tube to her destination.

Minutes later,after exiting the subway tubes,she was out in the middle of London England where the crowds and action took place.

There was people either talking to each other or on their cell phones.

Men and women shopping at the various district department stores.

Street musicians playing on the sides and music and smells of rich food coming from the various local pubs.

Cammy herself knew which one to go to,the usual one on Baker Street where Delta Red met to relax,the White Horse.

Suddenly,just as she was walking her way towards it and past an alleyway a young hood with a green mohawk too notice of her looks.

He then took off and started to take off after her.
"'Ello luv!"he said in a rather rude manner. "Aren't you a fit bird? Ya fancy a drink at my pub,the green ghoul?

Cammy said nothing and simply gave the punk the two fingers salute without even looking back and still walking.
Quite a multi-tasker there she was at that.

The punk just gave her a sneer.
"And you,ya bloody bitch!"he said and then turned the other way.

"Geez...I knew i'd run into some trash sooner or later."she thought. "Well,he was lucky I just gave off that much response or he'd be on the ground and bleeding at that."

Cammy then came upon and entered the pub with the sign THE WHITE HORSE upon it.

Once inside,it was booming with all the locals of London.
Some were drinking,chatting,eating,playing darts and watching the flat screen TV that showed the latest soccer match.
"SCORE!"some of them shouted as their fave team won the match on the screen.

Even loud rock and pop music was playing on the juke box speakers.

This particular song was playing.

"I GET KNOCKED DOWN BUT I GET UP AGAIN YOU NEVER GONNA KEEP ME DOWN!

PISSING THE NIGHT AWAY,PISSING THE NIGHT AWAY!"

"Yeah,another typical night here I see."thought Cammy.
She then went up to the front bar where the pub owner and barkeep adressed her.

"Hello again Charles."said Cammy. "Ah, I see."said Charles. "By yourself this time without your team is it?

"They..had some extra paperwork to do,you know how it is."said Cammy. Charles chuckled. "I can relate papwerwork to tax time sure. But no problem,what'll it be the usual?"

"A pint of the Bishops Finger?"said Cammy. "Sure as always."
"Coming right up."said Charles as he got out a beer mug and poured her a pint.

Cammy then placed a fiver pound note on the bar.
"Keep the change."said Cammy as she took her beer and walked off.
"Cheers,darlin'."said Charles.

Cammy then started to walk around the various tables and booths and tried to find a good enough spot for her teammates to sit when they arrived.

"Ruddy hell!"she thought "This might be harder than I thought tonight."

Just then,she spotted a large round table in the middle of the entire room of the pub,like discovering an oasis in the desert it was for her.

"Ah,bingo!"she thought and then walked straight over to it.

She then sat down in the nearest seat she could grab and leaned back to relax.
After that,she took a sip of beer and gave off a peaceful sigh of relaxation.

"Now...if I can just keep these chairs open until the colonel and the others arrive.

Suddenly,Cammy heard someone approaching her.

"Well,that's just bloody typical isn't it?"said A rough and gruff sounding voice.
"Eh?"said Cammy looking up to see who it was.

Standing before her was a tall and muscled biker thug,but just not any biker thug or punk.
His mohawk was a single flared out piece of yellowish hair that stood out on his head unlike the rest of his appearance.

Cammy recognised him immediately.
"Birdie..!"she spat. "I had a feeling i'd run into you here tonight!"

"Well,well well..."said Birdie as he set down his pint of beer. "If it isn't little miss commando pigtails herself,Cammy White."
"That's Lt,t you hawk-head!"said Cammy.
"Like i'd give a bloody shit to your rank and your team of Deltas,luv."said Birdie. "The way I see it,you're sitting in my seat there."

"Your seat?"said Cammy.

Birdie then took out his switchblade and stabbed it into the very surface of the table.
"Yeah."said Birdie. "Got a problem with that,blondie?"

Cammy sneered in anger and was about to get up.
"I just came here to relax,Birdie."she said. "I don't want any trouble from you,especially here and now."

"Well,tell you what matey."said Birdie. "Just mosey on over to another table and we'll forget this little would be scuffle ever happened."

Cammy stiffened,but held her ground.
"I don't think so!"she said. "Why don't you take your own beverage of choice and find some place else,and we won't have any trouble."

Birdie's eyes went wide in rage as he pulled his switchblade from where he placed it,ready to attack.
"Alright ya bloody tart!"he said. "You asked for it,and now you're gonna get it!"

Suddenly,a single hand grabbed Birdie's left hand where he held the blade and suddenly slammed it down on the very table.
"OW!"he cried. "What the fuck?"

"Eh?"said Cammy. Coming to her rescue was a white skinned man wearing a two piece black suit and white gloves.
He had blonde hair,a moustache and like Cammy had a single facial scar similair to hers.

"That..will be quite enough from you,Birdie!"said the man.
"EAGLE!"said Birdie. "I should've known you'd be out tonight!"

"Eagle?"said Cammy,the name was appearance of the man was very familair to her.

Birdie shook free and slammed down his beer.
"I couldn't help but notice you making a complete arse of yours as usual."said Eagle.

Birdie stood his ground and was about to grab his switchblade,but Cammy grabbed it and placed it in her own trouser pocket.
"No,you don't!"said Cammy. "How'bout you just calm the bloody hell down and have a seat with us?"

"And why would I want to do that?"said Birdie. "Well,it's two against one here mate."said Eagle. "And think about where you're at,think you can take on a lot of pub patrons at once...as well as having our boy Charles call the law on you? Think about that won't you?"

Birdie growled and then reluctantly sat down in his seat.
"Fine,fine."said Birdie as he sat down. "Just gimme back my blade will ya?"
"All in good time,luv."said Cammy as she remained seated. "And if you'd like you can take a seat too,Eagle."

"Don't mind if I do."said Eagle as he sat down.
"I say,got room for one more mates?"said a voice behind them all.

Cammy turned to see another face of a local.

He was tall,lean and muscular and dark skinned and wore a two piece green suit and wore a set of blue boxing gloves and carried a pint of beer with him as well.

"I say."said Cammy. "I know you..you're-"
"Dudley!"said Eagle as he got up and welcomed him to the table. "Of course we have room,take a seat and join us if you will!"
"Don't mind if I do."said Dudley as he sat down with the other three brits.

"Oh bloody well great!"said Birdie. "I get trapped by a commando bird and two fancy dandies!"

"Birdie is it?"said Dudley as he adressed him. "I've heard of you through the local news and police reports.
Is this hooligan giving you trouble of any kind?"

"Heh,not right now no,Dudley ol'boy."said Eagle. "But it has been awhile hasn't it?"
"Yes it has."said Dudley as he drank his beer. "A few years since we fought it out in that local underground tournament."
"Yes,and even though you beat me fair and square,it was quite a fight no doubt."

"Yes it was."said Eagle.
"Oh wait,I remember."said Cammy. "You're Justin Eagle,I read about you in a recent newspaper article that you participated in a World Warrior tournament years ago."

"Heh."said Eagle. "My only claim to fame so far I suppose. And yes,I racked up quite a body count until that Japanese bloke called Ryu defeated me."

"Oh sure,bring that bastard up."said Birdie up.
"Oh,I see."said Cammy. "You saying you had an encounter with Ryu as well?"

"I'd...rather not talk about it right now,no."said Birdie. "Suit yourself."said Cammy. "But since we're on the subject I myself fought him once as well,he's quite a fighter."
"I quite agree on that."said Dudley. "I fought him in a recent World Warrior tournament held by a fellow named Gill."

"But...he beat you as well,right?"said Eagle.
"Guilt as charged."said Dudley. "But i'll admit he was a true gentleman to fight with."

"Oh yeah,you're Dudley Moores."said Cammy. "Well known british boxer and son of the Moores the rich nobles themselves."
"And you must be White."said Eagle. "I've read about your exploits in the papers with your fellow teammates in Delta Red."

"Yes,i've read about them as well."said Dudley. "They're quite an effective team at that,keeping our shores and world safe."

Birdie said nothing at first and sipped his beer.

"Aw,what'samatter,Birdie?"said Cammy. "Not wanting to join in?"

"I don't see why I should exactly."said Birdie. "I mean,I get along better with my mates in the biker pubs than with you fancy pants lot."
"Hmmm...I see."said Eagle. "Than pardon me for asking,what are you doing here exactly?"

"That's something else i'd really not rather talk about,Eagle."said BIrdie. "Let's just say I have my reasons right now."

"I see."said Cammy. "So...it's just the four of us here,four british street fighters sharing a table at a pub."
"Yes,quite a coincidence at that."said Dudley. "Are your freinds with Delta Red coming over?"

"Eventually."said Cammy. "They've got some extra paper work to do,they may be awhile at that."
"Well,at least we've only got one goody commando to deal with."said Birdie. "Better than nothing I always say."said Eagle.

The four looked around to see what else they could to pass the time.
There was darts,a karaoke platform which people were using.

Man people there were chatting amongst themselves and drinking,but they didn't know too many of the locals there.

"Hey,i've got an idea."said Cammy. "A brilliant one I hope."
"Alright then."said Dudley. "Let's have it then."

"I propose."said Cammy. "We all tell each other a story,recalling an experience in our years of street fighter careers."
"Hmmm...'said Eagle. "...sounds interesting."
"I agree."said Dudley. "What say you,Birdie?"

"Oh,alright."said Birdie. "Ain't got much choice do I?"

"Alright then."said Cammy. "Who wants to go first?"

NEXT IN CHAPTER TWO: EAGLE TELLS CAMMY AND THE OTHERS ABOUT HIS BEST DAYS OF STREET FIGHTING AND WHAT HE WENT THROUGH AFTER THE FIRST SF CONTEST!
IT"S FLASHBACKS TO THE DAYS OF SF1 AND SFALPHA NEXT CHAPTER!