Street Fighter II Prologue
A Grassy field
near the border of Thailand
As the
night sky was filled with the light of a thunderstorm, the field
was dampened by a torrent of rain, which blew almost horizontally
by the huge gale that blew throughout the whole country of
Thailand.
A night of terror and bloodshed was just about to reach it's
conclusion.
Alone in the field, two men fought each other like wild animals,
their spirit fueled by an endless desire, desires different
between them, but still enough to fight for.
One man, a young Japanese fighter looked as if this was a natural
thing for him. His white karate gi looked torn and battered, with
both of the gi's sleeves ripped off in order to aide his fight.
He wore a red headband, a symbol that signified his presence like
a formidable entity. The other man, a man who looked like the
devil himself had been feared by his touch, stood in a position
that defied all that he faced. His arms crossed, his head faced
forward, his eyes glowing white as if they had no pupils. He was
an evil man, a man who always took from others what he wanted
himself, their money, their possessions, their spirits, their
lives.
"Fine fighting. I had expected this from the man who has
defeated what could have been an army of fighters the world over.
Have you ever lost a fight to anyone, Ryu, physically or indeed
mentally?"
"I defeated you once before Bison, I can sure as hell defeat
you again, this time making sure that I and anyone else cannot
fight you again…..ever."
"The last time you defeated me, you did so with the help of
that fuckin' idiot you once called your best friend. He should be
dead by now, you realize that?"
"Guy's taking care of Ken, Bison. I can feel his Bushin
healing emanating from him."
"Hmph. I doubt however that his healing will save even you
after this fight! Enjoy this fight Ryu, It will your final one!!!"
"Better than being possessed I suppose. HADOKEN!!"
A white ball of pure energy shot forth from Ryu's hand. Before it
reached his target, however, Bison disappeared. Ryu however, knew
his tactics well, having fought him once before. He flicked his
leg up and performed a backward kick, catching Bison right in the
stomach as he reappeared behind. Doubling up in pain, Bison
managed to see a sudden movement from below him before he was
airborne from Ryu's pendulum kick.
Bison, however, was far from defeated, somersaulting and landing
on his feet before launching into an attack of his own. He
launched two dummy punches that Ryu blocked before trying a mid-kick
to his ribs. Although Ryu blocked that, he didn't expect Bison to
suddenly jump into the air and land a kick to his head, before
flipping over and launching a stomp to the head which knocked Ryu
down. Flipping back to his feet Ryu launched a series of punches
that Bison avoided much to Ryu's annoyance. The two fighters
continued to battle on as the lightning and rain crashed heavily
down of them, doing little to persuade them to show even signs of
stopping.
Elsewhere, Ken's still form laid on the grass, his body bruised
and battered after the beating Ryu was forced to have given him
after being brainwashed by Bison. He was not , however, dead,
thanks to Guy's ability to heal people from even the brink of
death. Guy's Kuji No In was taking remarkable effect as he
chanted each of the healing signs. Standing beside him, Chun Li
watched Ryu through her binoculars, with one hand on the intercom,
praying desperately in the hope that Ryu would win. He was her
only hope that the world would finally be freed from M. Bison and
Shadowloo. Once Ryu had defeated Bison, she would give the call
that would enable her allies from the USAF, Guile and Charlie to
launch an air-strike that would destroy Bison's main headquarters.
He has to win, Chun Li thought, C'mon! Although Ryu
didn't realize it, the whole world was weighted on his shoulders.
Besides, he had made a promise to her that he would help her
avenge her father. They had known each other for so long.
Although she felt that Ryu didn't feel it, she knew that a
special bond had formed between them. Maybe after this final
fight she would come and talk to him, open herself up to him.
Now was not the time to think of that though.
She held the binoculars firmly, oblivious to the fact that Ken
had finally healed. Guy's treatment had done an amazing effect.
He was persuaded to come with Chun Li to see his friend Ryu fight
Bison, his new enemy, and to help Ken, whom she knew would be
here. Guy looked at Chun Li, thinking about the way she observed
the fight. Is something going on between them, he thought,
she seems almost star-struck. A blinding flash snapped his
attention towards his friend. He then realized that the
unthinkable was happening.
Ryu was about to lose!
Ryu had just recovered from one of Bison's Scissor kicks, and
launched a kick of his own. A perfect roundhouse. However, Bison
teleported back before he connected. Swearing in Japanese, Ryu
landed his front leg….
……and saw Bison's Psycho Crusher coming straight
towards him. Ryu cursed his inattentiveness. He had given Bison
too long to charge up his Psycho energy, and he must pay the
price for it. With no time to block, Ryu took the full force of
the attack. A blue flame enveloped Ryu, surrounding him in pain
that he had never felt before.
The next few seconds, Ryu collapsed onto the floor, his whole
body racked with pain. He suddenly felt that he was floating.
Bison picked him up psychically, leaving him completely
defenseless.
"Ryu…. It is time. You will become my soul's new vessel,
and the world will be mine. Say goodbye to your friends Ryu, the
few that you actually have will soon die….BY YOUR OWN HANDS!!!!"
Bison launched a ball of psychotic energy towards Ryu. Ryu knew
that Bison wanted to untap the evil energy inside Ryu, the energy
that Akuma told him about, so that Bison could use it for his
evil needs. This time he felt that there was no escape. It hit
with the force of several of his own Hadokens. Ryu felt an
immense surge welling up inside of him. He felt a wave of emotion,
something he never felt so much in his life before. He felt…anger…..pain…..regret….hatred.
All this time, Bison laughed at his misfortune.
"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!! Burn Ryu, burn with your own
energy!!"
Ryu suddenly saw other things beside his emotions. Was this his
past life? Was he…going to die? He thought about his master.
He thought about Ken, his best friend and his rival. He thought
about his new-found friends. Guy, his friend from Metro City…Sakura,
the little girl that worshiped him as his idol….Fei Long the
Hong Kong film star……….and then his long-time
friend from Interpol.....Chun Li!
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
Ryu immediately rushed forward, closing his hands around a newly
formed ball of energy. "What? He's resisting!!!" Bison
realized, trying to concentrate on his psychic link, and
realizing that he was failing. He prepared for Ryu's Hadoken….and
realized it was taking Ryu longer to power up. Does that mean he's
weak? It was only when he heard Ryu say SHINKUUU, that he
realized that he was wrong. He was completely defenseless.
"HAAADOOOOKEN!!!!"
The huge fire ball connected. Bison's link was broken, and
backfired with tremendous force. He realized that he was dying.
But this was impossible. He couldn't die. He was immortal.
"MY SOUL WILL NEVER DIE!"
"UWWWAAAAAAA!!!!!"
Bison burst in a cloud of blue flames. And then it was over.
A few miles away, a lone figure sat meditating on the grassy
banks by the river. He had seen what had happened earlier to
Bison. Ryu had destroyed him.
The lone figure stood up to look at the river running through the
open plains. His twisted mind thought of it as a river of blood,
a river where dead souls will be carried down to the gates of
heaven. There was something about Ryu that had made him so
intrigued. It was not the fact that his teacher was in fact the
very same Shotokan Sensei that he had killed years ago….his
brother. Bison had given him a tough fight. He had only just won
through his own power. A power that was yet to be unleashed unto
the world.
Akuma thought about Bison's last words: "My soul will never
die"
Slowly but surely, a plan was forming. "His soul will not
die. But it will no longer be under his control. I, personally,
shall see to that."