It was a gloomy afternoon. Ominous clouds littered the sky with their dark gray intentions. Akuma just wiped the floor with his opponent, and, what he always did after a fight, took off into the woods to recover and focus on his weakpoints during the fight. A light drizzle began to have its presence known. It splashed a light rapping upon the leaves above. Akuma did not even notice it, deep in meditation. Suddenly, a large shadow loomed in front of him. A caped figure had appeared and spoke to him of a suggestion. In a deep yet confident voice, "I saw you fight today warrior and am impressed with your skill. With your strength and my psycho power, I could transform you into the strongest fighter in the world." Akuma did not even flinch. The figure became agitated, "Listen, worm. I am offering you a chance to become part of Shadaloo and all its glory." Then Akuma took notice, got up and hovered swiftly to the man in front of him, grabbing him by the shoulders, "I do not need your puny psycho powers to be the strongest fighter. I possess the evil intent of Shotokan and that is enough." Bison gave his accomplice a mile-wide smile, "Well now, are you that sure of yourself?" Akuma took his hands off Bison, turned around and started to walk away. "Don't you walk away from me, you impudent fool!" Bison's voice became harsh, "No one walks away from me without my saying so." His body became a blue aura as he flew at Akuma, "Psycho Crusher!" Anticipating an attack, Akuma spun around an delivered a precise Go Sho Ryu Ken, knocking Bison back to a hovering stance, with that huge grin, "Well now, my friend. It seems you do possess the qualities I am looking for." Akuma stared with his flaming inferno eyes back into Bison's, "You and your pathetic psycho powers will one day succumb to my killing power. I promise you that." "Oh, really now." The conversation was broken by a screaming in the distance, "AKUMAAAAAAAA!" The demon looked to his right to see Ken and Ryu standing there. He smiled a bit as he focused his attention on them. Bison took notice and became interested in what was going on. "You will die for what you have done, Gouki!" Ken proclaims, "I'm gonna beat the living crap out of you!" Ryu merely stares into Akuma's eyes, who in return does the same. "Oh, what an interesting situation," Bison says, "Two young fighters wish to avenge their Master's death. I must say I am touched." Ken heard what Bison said, "Whoever the hell you are stay out of this." "No one talks to Bison like that," in a contemptuous roar. "Ryu, you handle Akuma while I finish off Buffalo here." Ryu nods in confirmation. Off into the distance Ken follows Bison for sparring ground. Ryu cracks his joints and speaks, "I have come to avenge my Master's death." Akuma responds, "You shall follow him."
Dan is not shaken by the huge man in front of him. At about 300 pounds, Sagat was not a push over. "Boy, I accel in strength, speed, skill and technique over you. What makes you think you can possibly beat me?" "The love of my father, that's what. I have come to stop you." Sagat gives a small humble laugh to himself, "And how will you do that?" Dan points to the scar on Sagat's chest. In a childlike, high voice he talks, "Ohhhh, did Ryu give you that widdle-biddy scar?" Sagat's temper rose instantly, "This scar is nothing, boy!" "Then you won't mind if I give it a little.....", launching his arm forward, "GA DO KEN!" The fireball connects with Sagat's chest scar, throwing him back a few feet. "I will turn you bones into powder, boy!" He unleashes a Tiger Genocide. Dan blocks it and delivers an awkward looking roundhouse to the falling body. Extending his right arm and flexing it, he starts his taunt, "Doshita! Doshita!" This only angered Sagat more and unleashed a fury of Tiger Shots. Dan confidently blocked them, until the mix was changed to slow and fast Shots. Eventually, the confusion got to Dan and some connected. Sagat ran in and delivered a rising Tiger Knee to Dan's chest. The shot tossed Dan back a distance to his knees. He began coughing up blood, "Dammit, he's strong." Sagat came into give a shin strike but Dan moved to the side and swepped out Sagat's feet. He wasted no time in getting up and came in with a flurry of elbows and forearms. Dan's failing strength made the blocked shots hurt like hell. But he found an opening and gave a sharp palm to the ribs. Sagat wasn't even phased and swung his massive trunk of a shin into Dan's side. He knew at least two rids were broken, but he couldn't stop. For his father's sake. For him. He moved back to get some breathing room. Then, it hit him. The move in his dream. He could feel his father inside of him, helping him. All he needed to do was get behind Sagat....
Ken continued to pursue is new adversary, who hovered in mid-air ahead of him. They found a new clearing amongst the woods. "C'mon Bison, stop running. Stand and fight me!" "Oh, do you think that I came here to HIDE? Oh, young Masters, don't be so foolish." "How do you know my name?" Bison smiles at Ken, "I have my sources. You may be just what I am looking for in a warrior. I may need you." Ken's face became red, "ALL I CARE ABOUT IS YOU ASSOCIATE WITH AKUMA, AND THAT'S ALL I NEED TO KNOW!" "Well then, young Masters, show me what you've got." Ken charged in to Bison. His fists flew with deadly precision but were easliy blocked by Bison, who grabbed Ken by the gi and gave him a shoulder toss. Ken wasted no time getting up. He charged in again, this time with a mix of low kicks as well. Blocked and thrown again, only this time a little harder. Bison just stood there cross-armed, "Really, should you be fighting with such anger? It clouds your judgement." "Shut up!" A couple of hadoken's were launched but Bison retaliated with a few of his own projectiles. Ken jumped in with a fierce kick. It was deflected but Ken had enough time as he landed to deliver a shoryuken. He hit square into Bison's chin, who flew back a few feet. He followed up with another running jump kick. However, Bison side stepped this one and grabbed Ken by the throat, holding him off the floor by his larynx. Ken desperately tried to scramble free, but the glowing red hand of Bison wouldn't loosen up. "Foolish boy! Do you really think that such pathetic techniques can finish me? You are worthless." He slowly increased the grip on Ken's throat, who began losing consciousness. "Need to get footing. Little lower...." Ken said to himself. If he could get one foot to touch the floor......
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