THE CONCLUSION!
Allen,the leader of the Black Razors as well as his trusty gang had just forced their way into the White Horse Pub.
And it was there,he had his trusty colt magnum aimed at Birdie.
"Ah...you must be little boy Allen."said Cammy. "Our mate Birdie has told us so much about you?"
"Who the bloody hell you callin'...little boy ya tart?"said Allen. "And i'll thank you and the rest to piss off while we take care of Birdie here!"
Suddenly,someone reached out and punched the very back of the gang right in the head and caused what appeared to be a domino effect.
The entire group of Black Razors came falling forward and crashed right into the gang leader.
The impact then caused Allen to fall right onto the table and accidentally caused his gun to go off.
Thankfully,a single bullet just went right through a nearby window.
"CRICKEY!"shouted Dave the White Horse Pub owner.
"I just had that same damn window replaced last week! Who just caused that to happen?"
"I was wondering that myself,sir."said Cammy as she looked up past the rubble.
Sure enough,it was Matthew Mccoy,one of the members of Cammy's team Delta Red.
And he wasn't alone.
With him was Colonel Keith Wolfman,Lita Luwanda and little George Ginzu.
"Oy,it's the Delta Red team!"said a pub patron.
"Alright,they've come to save us,good show!"said another patron.
"Ah...Keith Wolfman."said Eagle. "It's been awhile.
"Good to see you as well,Eagle."said Wolfman. "Cammy..it's a good thing we got here in the nick of time at that."
Cammy stood and saluted Wolfman. "Yes sir,and thank you sir!"
Allen then groand and started to get back up.
"Oooh...you bloody bastards!"he said. "I'll kill the lot of ya I will!"
Cammy then hand chopped Allen's gun right out of his hand and then aimed it at him.
"OY!"said Allen. "The shoe's on the other so to speak."said Cammy grinning.
"No fair!"said Allen. "C'mon mates...we'll show these blighters yet we will!"
"Hang on a minute!"said Dave as he approached the group of fighters. "If you're going to take the rubbish out,please...do it outside in the alleys!"
"Alright,calm yourself down and steady on Dave."said Wolfman. "That sounds like a fair idea to me. What say you and your..eh..friends there,Cammy?"
"Sounds good to me,sir:"said Cammy. "After we all disccued stories about fighters..I could use a good street fight right about now."
"Same here."said Dudley. "Getting a little out of practice here lately."said Dudley.
"Here here!"said Eagle.
"Heh,why not?"said Birdie. "It's pretty much round two here by the looks of it."
Allen growled. "You're gonna be sorry you will!"he said.
Minutes later,Cammy and the others were duking it out with the Black Razords in a nearby back alley while various street onlookers along with George were watching it all unfold.
Cammy flip kicked a razor gang member while Birdie Chain Choked one.
Eagle decked it out with a machete weilding member with his trusty tonfa batons,he disarmed him as well as knocked him out in minutes.
Dudley uppercuted and punched out several gang members with his famed boxing skills.
Delta Red joined as Wolfman used his martial arts skills on various ruffians.
Lita swung the back of her saber and knocked out various members while Mccoy body slammed and threw several gang members into the garbage cans nearby.
"Now that's what I call takin'out the rubbish!"he said.
"I say,aren't you going to join in the ruckus,George?"a local Londoner said to George Ginzu.
"Nah."said George. "I'm underage at this point and they leave the software and detective skills to me."
"I see,heh."said the local.
Enter the music of Joan Jett,Bad Reputation.
I DON"T GIVE A DAMN 'BOUT MY REPUTATION
YOU'RE LIVING IN THE PAST IS A NEW GENERATION
A GIRL CAN DO WHAT SHE WANT TO DO AND THAT'S WHAT I'M GONNA DO
AND I DON'T GIVE A DAMN'BOUT MY REPUTATION
NEVER SAID I WANTED TO IMPROVE MY STATION
AND I'M ONLY DOIN'GOOD WHEN I'M HAVIN' FUN
AN'I DON'T HAVE TO PLEASE NO ONE
AN'I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY BAD REPUTATION
OH NO,NOT ME NOT ME!
The last of the Black Razors went down leaving Allen to face the fighters alone.
And there he was,standing in front of them with his legs and body shaking.
"Aw,bloody hell!"said Allen. "Still not fair I say!"
"Oh,you want fair,little Allen?"said Cammy as she approached him. "I suppose you want your firearm back then right?"
Before Allen could answer Cammy simply threw the gun back to him,Allen barely caught it but swung it back around to aim at his enemies.
"HA!"he said as he was about to fire. "Now I got you!"
But just as he pulled the trigger,it simply went click,it was empty.
"Eh,what?"said Allen.
Cammy held up the bullets in her left hand. "Gotcha!"she said.
Wolfman then approached Allen.
"Now why don't you get out of here before we throw you in with the rest of the rubbish?"he said.
Allen threw down the gun and then ran off.
"Bloody bastards-ALL OF YA!" he shouted as he ran off.
"Hah...whatta loser!"said Birdie. "That's the last time I deal with that kind of street trash!"
"If you say so."said Eagle. "But hey...street fighters are the same the world over no matter who we deal with."
"Quite right."said Dudley.
Cammy and Wolfman then rejoined the others and started to head back to the White Horse Pub.
Once they entered,Dave approached Cammy and Wolfman.
"Thanks again for taking care of that lot,Colonel."he said. "Drinks are on me."
"Heh,no need for that Dave."said Wolfman. "We're protectors of London and the rest of the world,we'll pay our share like everybody else."
"Yeah,just as long as we don't get interrupted like last time."said Cammy.
Dave laughed.
"Fair enough."he said. "Just have as much as a good time as the rest if you will."
"Oh,we will."said Cammy.
And fun they did,Cammy,Birdie and the rest of the brit group enjoyed the evening as they dran,ate,played darts and sang karaoke together.
Eagle and Dudley faced off in a darts match,both were dead even and Mccoy and Birdie sang Jive Talkin' by the bee gees on the karaoke stage.
George however,had to head home reluctantly,but managed to secret a bottle of beer in his duffle bag on the way home.
Many patrons were mingling in their own world,some were texting on their cell phones,some good old fashioned chatting,all were having a great time as well as close to getting drunk.
British slang was also heard throughout the pub.
"Hey mate,have you got a fiver? I got nicked on the way here."
"I'm absolutely knackered,and still got work to do tomorrow."
"I bet you'd love to know where I put the chips wouldn't you?"
I GET KNOCKED DOWN,BUT I GET UP AGAIN I GET KNOCKED DOWN,BUT I GET UP AGAIN
YOU'RE NEVER GONNA KEEP ME DOWN I GET KNOCKED DOWN BUT I GET UP AGAIN
PISSING THE NIGHT AWAY,PISSING THE NIGHT AWAY.
HE DRINKS HIM A WHISKEY DRINK,HE DRINKS A VODKA DRINK HE DRINKS A LAGER DRINK,HE DRINKS A CIDER DRINK,HE SINGS THE SONGS THAT
REMIND HIM OF THE GOOD TIMES,HE SINGS HIM THE SONGS THAT REMIND HIM OF THE BEST TIMES.
I GET KNOCKED DOWN BUT I GET UP AGAIN I GET KNOCKED DOWN BUT I GET UP AGAIN.
YOU'RE NEVER GONNA KEEP ME DOWN!
By the time it was 9:00,Wolfman and the crew decided it was closing time and for each to head home.
Cammy and Delta Red stood on a corner across from the White Horse and was saying goodbye to her new friends in the street fighter world and the UK.
"Well,gentlemen."said Cammy. "It's been an honor and a privilege to mix and mingle with some locals in what we've all done in our lives..fight and live to fight."
"Heh,likewise Cammy."Said Birdie.
"Yes,quite."said Eagle.
"Same here."said Dudley. "But...just remember,if we all meet again at say..a future World Warrior tournament,we may become rivals and enemies in the ring."
"I look forward and welcome it any day of the week."said Cammy. "Well,it's time to turn in. Till we meet again."
Delta Red and the others parted ways as all went down each of their own streets in the city.
Cammy and Wolfman were the last to part ways.
"That..was quite a night."said Wolfman. "And I suppose we have you to thank for it when you went to the pub."
Cammy chuckled. "Yes,well...I was suprised that you and the others appeared in the last minute."
"Well...we were all out for a drink ourselves."said Wolfman. "It was mostly a coincidence that we showed up there and it was nearest local at that.
So..we saw what was going on and well...you know the rest."
"We sure did."said Cammy. "So thanks again."
"Don't mention it."said Wolfman. "Just doing our duty."
Cammy smiled and then saluted and Wolfman returned the favor.
"See you tomorrow for another work day."said Wolfman. "Same."said Cammy.
The two soldiers then went their seperate ways and Cammy returned home to her flat/apartment.
But as she's about to walk up the entrance doors,she suddenly has this feeling that someone is watching her.
She then swings around and looks up at the building across from her,but finds that no one was there after all.
Cammy snorts and then shrugs.
"Well...let's hear it for paranoia then eh mate?"she thought.
She then entered through the front door and went inside to her aparmtent for a well deserved rest.
But little did Cammy knew that a single ninja spy from the Geki clan was watching her secretly.
The Geki Ninja hid behind a tall smoke stack and then got out his single cell phone and dialed up a secret phone number.
"Sir."he said. "I just managed to find the one called Cammy and her location.
"Very good."said a voice on the other end. "Send the invitation to her at once."
"Yes sir."said the ninja.
Geki then closed his cell phone,placed it back inside his tunic and then vanished into the night.
Cammy and other street fighters were going to head out on another action packd adventure soon enough.
But for now,a still and peaceful quiet washed throughout the streets of London England.
LONDON CALLING TO THE FARAWAY TOWNS
NOW WAR IS DECLARED AND BATTLE COME DOWN
LONDON CALLING TO THE UNDERWORLD
COME OUT OF THE CUPBOARD YOU BOYS AND GIRLS
LONDON CALLING NOW DON'T LOOK TO US PHONY BEATLEMANIA HAS BITTEN THE DUST
LONDON CALLING SEE WE AIN'T GOT NO SWING
EXCEPT FOR THE RING OF THE TRUNCHEON THING
THE ICE AGE IS COMING THE SUN'S ZOOMING IN
ENGINES STOP RUNNING THE WHEAT IS GROWING THIN
A NUCLEAR ERA BUT I HAVE NO FEAR
'CAUSE LODON IS DROWNING I,I LIVE BY THE RIVER
Well...almost quiet when one plays their boomboxes and/or radios up loud at night.
"BLIMEY!"cried Cammy as she shut her window and then went to sleep.
THE END.
Author's note and outro:I hope you all enjoyed this story as much as i did writing it,but man I sure as hell had lots of trouble getting around to actually getting it done due to life's complications.
Parts of this story I give credit to my fellow and writer here and email friend Radactive Rad who live in the UK who gave me some ideas at utilizing proper british slang and pub names for the actual story.
I also hope he and others in the UK will enjoy this homage story to the british section of the Street Fighter universe.
I do have more ideas and plans to created and re-create new SF and related stories in the months ahead,but first I need to write them all down and come to a decision as to whether write another and better SF story or do what's in the rage right now for a new Mortal Kombat story.
Either way,I haven't decided yet,but hopefully I will come up with something and really and hopefully grow and mature out of my amateurish ways on fanfics.
And yes,please read and review this story and tell me what you thought of it. Good/Bad,but please no flaming or trollinng okay? Some people out there can be so damn rude it's not even funny.
STREET FIGHTER IS AND ALL IT'S CHARACTERS ARE PROPERTY OF CAPCOM.
See you all again with my next fanfic,until then thank you and goodnight!