I decided this section made more sense than General Off-topic for fanfic stuff. But I can't move the thread, so I'm copying it (in the sense of the stories themselves), and anything new will end up here instead of there.

Demitri's encounter scene: 

In the lavish halls of Maximoff castle, deep in the mountains of Romania sits the great demon vampire lord Demitri Maximoff. In his throne room he sits upon his golden throne surrounded by his harem of hand picked beautiful maidens, upon whose blood he has regained his strength over the last century from his exile by the hands of the demon king Belial. 

    He sits with his right foot crossed over his left knee and leaning his head upon his right fist supported by his elbow on the arm of his chair. His maidens faun over him as though drunk by his presence rubbing his arms and legs as they wrap themselves around him and lay about the various cushions that adorn this hall. A dark half smile adorns his face as he looks down at a young blond woman wrapping herself around his leg imagining in her place Morrigan Aensland, the queen of Makai, the one prize that has eluded him along with her throne. His dark lustful day dream quickly vanishes as does his half smile as he notices something is amiss in his throne room. 

    As he looks up over the many women, blonds, brunettes, and red-heads, he notices that two are missing. Demitri did not grab these women off the streets, he did not simply abduct young women, he carefully selected each and everyone via a network of agents and tests to gather only the most beautiful women whose blood also had the greatest flavor and potential for power to give him strength upon their turning. 

    "Where are Julia and Mary?" demands the dark lord surprising his silent harem. They are silent and confused shuttering as he demands in a harsher tone, "Answer me, two of you are not here, where are they?" 

     A young black haired Japanese woman who had been on his arm who had not shied away at his voice answered him, "M'Lord, They left earlier to attend a vampire power rally." 

    "A what?" asks Demitri turning his head to his maiden. 

   "It is a rally being held by a vampire who calls himself Blood Claw. He is rallying vampires from around the world to join his cause to rise over humanity." 

   "hmph" scoffs Demitri, "and two of MY harem went to listen to this fool?" 

   Not waiting for an answer Demitri rises from his throne, "Where is this meeting place? And how did he come to invite two of MY harem to him." 

   Another maiden, a wavy haired Irish red-head brings him a piece of paper, an invitation with directions to the rally. 

   Demitri grabs the paper and demands to know where it came from. The maiden fearfully tells him how during the last great party one of the vampire guests had been an agent working for Blood Claw who was secretly giving these invitations to members of Demitri's court including not only a few of his maidens but also some of his staff. Demitri's eyes glow like two miniature suns, his maidens can feel him squirming around in their heads. He now knows that the five of his harem that had been at the party were given these invitations and can tell that twenty of his vampire staff are also missing from his castle. Small bursts of flames pop-up around the castle as all but one of the invitations is incinerated by Demitri's will. Demitri walks out onto the balcony and flies off into the night sky. 

     Far away the skeletinized remains of a small village in Turkey a large rally of vampires from all over the world is taking place. Standing on a large rock concert platform with a microphone stand and large speakers is Blood Claw looking like a punk rock singer; a pale man with a tattered shirt and vest, with tattered blue jeans stands there. He swings his long orangutan like arms and oversized clawed hands around dramatically as speaks; only stopping occasionally to brush his impossibly blue hair from his eyes. 

    "We are the future!" he screams, "I have lived for 400 years, and in that time humanity has gone further and further out of its way to try and destroy its self! We are the rightful rulers of this world! We could take care of it! Humanity are our food yet we don't round them up like we should, we don't control them like we should, our food supply instead has hunters in it that hunt us! Our food supply is trying to wipe its self out! We can't just stand around and let this happen! We have to take what is ours!" 

    A large roar can be heard from the crowd and applause stopped by a sudden silence as an explosion of wood erupts from the stage from a black comet like blur slamming into it leaving a massive hole in it next to Blood Claw. Like a demon rising up from Hell Demitri levitates up out of the hole unscathed, standing like a regent of the abyss he looks over the audience and with out the need of a microphone his voice echoes like thunder, "Julia, Mary, come to me!" A golden aura like flares on the surface of the sun emanates from his body as he holds out his hand. Two women in the audience, one blond, one brunette dressed not in the finery of Demitri's harem, but like teens at a rock concert float into the air grasped by his power and are pulled to the stage and set down next to the hole, "While I do not prohibit you from leaving my castle," he says, "you do so ONLY with MY consent." He looks out across the audience, "as for the rest of you traitors who left my court for this fool the sounds of your screams shall be the payment for your betrayal." 

    Blood Claw grabs the microphone off the ground and speaks into, "woah! I know of you! This my fellow vampires is the kind of thing we need to avoid, this idiot has only been around for a century, going around like some Count Dracula wannabe. He EVEN tells people he is actually a lot older and some devil vampire from Hell for some such BS!" The audience begins to boo as the twenty staff members that had also left Demitri's castle try to worm their way to the back and away from the stage in fear. 

    Demitri does not retort, he does argue or explain, he simply reaches out his hand. He does not grab Blood Claw by the scruff of his shirt; he does not throttle or hold him in the air. No with all the ease of man plucking a ripe berry from a bush Demitri grabs Blood Claw by his head and crushes it with an explosion of blood and bone. The audience falls as silent as a grave yard; unease begins to float about them as Demitri rises higher into the air and folds his cape around his body. His two harem maidens fall back behind him and drop to their knees uttering prayers to him as though he were a wrathful god. 

    A few of the fleeing attendants look back and see an all too familiar red glow coming from the stage as crimson flames engulf Demitri, an event that occurs in an instant, but to them, especially with their heightened vampire perception seems to go on for minutes in slow motion. Demitri unfolds his cape to reveal his true demonic form for all too see, covered in blood red flames. From the flames like bats literally out of Hell fly forth his attack. These bolts of energy shaped like bats, a hundred, a thousand, maybe even a million in number make the field glow like a wild fire as they fly into the sky and come crashing down into the audience with massive explosions. To those on the outskirts who fled and managed to survive, they would describe this event to their fellows as like being in a war-zone. One man had done what they would have thought it would have taken an army to accomplish, like missiles had been dropped on them. 

    The flames subside and Demitri returns to his normal state watching as the few survivors scream and flee. Whether or not some are of his court he does not care, they wont return to him, and they would know better than any the punishment for disobedience to Lord Demitri. He turns and looks at his still praying harem maidens, "Stop that noise." He says simply. He points to the corpse of Blood Claw as he begins to emit blue sparks and burns its self to dust as customary for his type, "That," says Demitri, "That creature's words you would bother to listen too even though you have been in MY presence? He is dust; a vile low class creature of the human world. Would you have I the great Lord Demitri, the Lord of House Maximoff behave like that? Raising an army of fools to take on a ridiculous errand of trying to subvert this world's leaders?" 

     Demitri raises his fist proudly to his chest, "I am Demitri Maximoff future ruler of Makai. I have no need for the human world's governments. Why would I desire to control humans as cattle? Only to make the weak pathetic excuses for vampires of this world more frequent in number. Only the strong shall survive, only those who hunt, only those who know true power in their veins. You of my harem are stronger than these weaklings, for you are mine. You have no need for their empty promises, no need to want humans in cages to be fed upon by the lazy and weak. Let those who are weak be hunted and killed by the humans and other dark ones. You who are in my harem shall be envied by the greatest demons of Makai for being in my presence, worshiped like goddesses by billions there when I the Great Lord Demitri Maximoff take the throne and make Morrigan my queen and slave."

      Demitri looks down at them saying, "Now stand and return to the castle." Demitri flies into the sky with Julia and Mary fearfully flying a short distance behind him into the sky, they watch the vampires below fleeing in terror from the scene where over a hundred vampires have been burned to nothing by their master. They are startled as he speaks one last time before their return to the castle, "When we get back you are to burn those ridiculous cloths and only wear the proper attire befitting a maiden of my court."

the third, which is the most recent.

Akuma vs Hsien-ko:

      Deep in the mountains of China a lone figure has been traveling his lone journey in search of worthy opponents and greater strengths. This man known to many as Akuma sits in concentration atop the rocky crags of a misty forested mountain far from the cities.

     His eyes snap open as he senses a strange power, "The Satsui no Hadou?" he says to himself, "No...deeper, a soul completely engulfed by the power."

     Akuma grins in anticipation as he leaps impossibly across the boulders and trees of the mountain following the strange aura.  He stops on a cliff looking down at the source of the aura...and pulls his head back in confusion. What he sees is not what he expected, not some large vicious muscular man, not some scar covered tortured soul, no, its two sixteen year old Chinese girls in hiking gear carrying backpacks.

   "What is this?" he growls. He can feel now even more so than before the utter blackness in their souls, power not unlike the Satsui No Hadou, yet this stands in stark contradiction to the two smiling girls laughing as they hike up the mountain path. He jumps down from the ledge landing twenty feet in front of them, eyes glowing.

      The two girls stop and just stare at him the one with black oddly looped hair turning to the girl with brown hair saying, "Uh, Mei-Ling, is that a Darkstalker?"

    "I don't know Hsien-Ko, he kinda feels like one, but its different, a little like that Donovan guy..."

    "Who are you?" growls Akuma, "and how is that that two little girls could master the Satsui No Hadou?"

    "The what?" says Hsien-ko genuinely confused.

    Akuma points his finger at them, "Do not try and lie to Akuma, I can feel it inside you, the darkness, the lust for destruction and battle, your souls are completely saturated by the dark power. Now tell me, who are you?"

    "Darkness..." says Hsien-ko in a sober tone. She turns to Mei-ling who agrees, "I don't think we have a choice, this guy wants a fight. We'll have to defend ourselves."

     A blue spiritual fire surrounds the two girls, swirling like multitudes of snake coiling around their prey. Akuma can even see what appear to be the heads of dragons in the flames. Had he been able to see inside the flames he would see the two girls transform, growing in size to adult women with Hsien-Ko's skin turning blue as their packs vanished into a void along with their cloths only to be replaced by their battle costumes.

    Akuma sees above the flames two large forms that he at first mistakes for the heads of fiery snakes, the flames mold themselves into two large sleeve arms with metal claws. The flames subside to reveal the now transformed warriors. As the flames subside a strange, thick, un-earthly mist envelops the mountain path; not a too unusual thing for these mountains

    "Transformations, channeling Ki into solid objects." says Akuma as he enters his combat pose with red flames flicking off his body, "You may indeed give me a real fight with such skills."

    Akuma's aura dies down and his face regains it's earlier confused expression as Hsien-Ko's arms phase into her sleeves like a ghost's and Mei-ling's body glows gold and transforms into a small scrap of paper that adorns Hsien-Ko's hat.

    Akuma shakes his head growling, "So you fused into one? Making yourselves stronger? It won't do you any good, you will still die at my hands."

    "What ever" says Hsien-Ko, "We have someplace to be and you're in our way dweeb."

    Hsien-ko flicks her sleeve sending an oddly familiar spiked arm cuff flying at Akuma. He catches it easily from the air and tosses it to the ground, "kid's stuff." He says.

    Hsien-ko says, "okay fine." As she throws a large boulder from her sleeve and jumps back to put some distance between her and Akuma.

    He takes the boulder as a challenge, leaping into the air with a Shoryuken, obliterating the boulder. As he lands he screams out, "Stop playing around and fight me! Show me the real extent of your strange Satsui No Hadou!"

    Hsien-ko separates her arm from her sleeve tipping up her sister/seal from her face and rolling her eyes as she turns her neck stretching, "listen Mr. Aki-what ever, I don't know anything about some Sassy Knee Happy. Dark, me, man, I'm a Chiang-Shi. You know, a Darkstalker, Chinese vampire, supernatural monster."

     Mei-ling's seal glows speaking to Hsien-Ko's mind, "oh," says Hsien-Ko as she yells out cupping her hands around her mouth like a megaphone, "hey Mr. That stuff you said earlier, dark soul stuff right? Well I think your confusing your sissy nip hippy with our Igyou Tenshin No Jyutsu."

    Akuma growls in a broad smile as his red flame aura erupts all around him like an erupting volcano. "Two arts that envelope the soul in darkness and transcend humanity." He says, "We will see which of the two is superior!"

     Akuma fires a purple flamed Hadoken at his opponent. Hsien-Ko vanishes from sight; small puffs of mist on the ground would have been the only clues to her location. Even if Akuma knew to look for this the ever thickening mist was making that nearly impossible as it rolls across the ground in waves.

    Akuma looks around trying to find his opponent, he snaps himself in the direction of the sound of metal clanging. He sees rise into the air a long metal chain. He looks up anticipating an attack from above, not expecting the chain to impossibly attach its self to nothing in the air, allowing Hsien-ko to take him by surprise as she comes spinning at him swinging from the chain, claws spinning.

   As she flies through the air, Mei-ling flashes a message in mind, "Stop! Don't kill him!" At the last minute Hsien-ko turns her blades to their blunt side only smacking Akuma sending him flying about eight feet and knocking him to the ground. Akuma quickly rights himself fists forward looking around trying to anticipate where from the mist the next attack will come, finding it increasingly harder to sense Hsien-Ko's location, "The Mist" he mutters, "its not natural, its hiding them." He thinks for a moment, "that seal, they aren't stronger. She sealed her own power to fight me. Why?"

    High above on the side of a cliff Hsien-Ko has embedded her claws and stands crouched legs spread hanging on to the side of the cliff, "Okay," she says, "I'm just going to kill that guy, no more holding back. I played nice, and all it did was annoy him. Look Mei-ling, that dork just brushed off being hit by the blunt side of my claws."

    "No!" flashes Mei-ling inside her mind, "He's human, the darkness in him isn't like Donovan. It's more like a poison, its spreading through his body and wrapped around his soul twisting him. It may one day consume him, turning him into a monster."

   "and?" says Hsien-ko, "He may be human now, but he'll become a monster? So you won't let me use my full strength and kill him now? What if he someday turns into some demon and starts eating human flesh? Then if we run across him I can kill him? What ever I'm sick of this guy either way, and I'm sick of fighting these freaks; if you won't let me kill this idiot then let's just go home like we were doing."

   Mei-ling agrees as Hsien-ko leaps into the air running on the air above the mist, leaving no footfalls to give away their location as her feet touch no earth.

    Eventually the mist subsides leaving Akuma alone with the realization that his opponent has left. "Fled?" he mutters, "no, they left, just as I have done when facing unworthy weak opponents." Akuma growls as he reaches his hand towards his chest like a claw, as though wanting to rip out his own beating heart, "Why? Chiang-Shi, Chinese vampire, ghost. Was it my humanity that made that thing under-estimate me? RAAAAH! Come back here demon!"

     He smashes his fist into the cliff side causing a land side that he just brushes off himself like light rain. He clenches his fist, "My wretched humanity, weak human soul." He walks to the edge of a cliff overlooking a forest far below and screams speaks as though talking to the world its self, "I will completely transcend humanity, and on that day I will fight you. A world of monsters, a world of worthy opponents just waiting. Wait and soon enough you too will learn the power of Akuma."

     Far away Hsien-Ko has run above five mountains and lands in the woods. The blue spiritual fire engulfs them again returning them to their younger forms, complete with hiking gear and packs. Night has completely fallen,     

    "Flying is the only way to travel." Says Hsien-ko

     "we didn't fly, you ran on the air." Says Mei-ling

    "same difference" retorts Hsien-ko sticking out her tongue, "now come-on I think we're almost home."

     "Almost?" asks Mei-ling

    "yeah, I think I landed like five miles from home."

   "oh come-on, you couldn't have landed closer."

    "what? You want mom and dad to see any of that crazy magic stuff?"

    "well no" sighs Mei-ling as she hefts up her back-pack, "I just wish we were as strong human as we are transformed."

    As they walk through the dark woods Mei-ling starts to see a few familiar landmarks, "hey! I wander if we are close yet....I'm so tired"

    Hsien-ko smiles, "Don't worry sis, we're almost there"

   Hsien-ko points ahead at a well lit two story house with two people, a man and woman standing outside the garage, "Ah! Look its mom and dad! Yes! Finally!"

   The two girls have finally reached home, looking back that night on all their recent adventures, even on the weird guy they ran across on their way home from the strange world they had escaped from.

Feb 26, 2009 -- 4:22PM, Ludo wrote:

Nice Stuff Rhuen

thanks, although I am not satisfied with Hsien-ko vs Akuma. but only because of what little I had to work with (I left out Hsien-ko throwing an Akuma statue at him to distract him).

Akuma is usually the tough guy looking for a strong opponent, so I wanted someone for him to fight who he might be able to fight on even ground, but not someone who would fight him to the death, and would be somewhere he might run across them (why I chose Hsien-ko, rather than Bishamon, it was a coin flip).

I wanted Akuma wants to fight , but Hsien-ko doesn't. However I had one problem that still bugs me when I read it, how would Hsien-ko act and say? Looking at her story, endings, win poses, and the OVA anime as well as other adaptations, what I could gather was a very bi-polar character, one moment a serious dark tortured soul, the next a care free spirit type with very little patience though.

I have some other ideas I am knocking around that I may write soon, although I think I might try something with Street Fighters that doesn't have one getting knocked around *which I tried in Hsien-ko vs Akuma* but not sure that came across.

I wrote this scene story as closure to the C.Viper one, it also works as a kind of *post* forshadowing to another vs cross-over I am going to wright a little later.

 *this story focuses on Guile and Chun-li*

Debriefing:

    Down the long hallway of an underground military compound Major Guile of the United States Air-Force enters an un-assuming door into a rather large room. In this room sits a long table with a screen on the wall at the far end. Sitting at this table are the heads of the CIA, the FBI, the United States Military, as well as others with acronyms Guile has never seen before PCA, EHOP, and NHSR. Guile is not alone, next to him standing before this meeting along side him is Interpol's representative, Chun-li.

    "Be seated Major Guile, Agent Chun-li, if you would also be seated we will begin." States the well dressed at the head of table in front of the PCA name plate with the EHOP representative to his left and NHSRD representative to his right.

   "Our three organizations, the Paranormal Control Agency, the Enhanced Humans Observation Project, and None-Human sentient Research Department, under orders the United States government have been working together for several years now to understand the sudden...upheaval, or rather increased activity and emergence of people with super-human capabilities and none-human entities with super-human abilities." He clicks a button showing a picture on the screen of the cat-woman Felicia, "we had thought," he says, "that her appearance in the lime-light at spurn others like her to make themselves known, while an increase in the public eye of cat-people has been noted our groups have seen no real correlation between her and super-humans or other none-humans becoming more prevalent. In fact we noted an increase before her appearance in the lime light; in fact even before she was likely born a notable increase had been noted world wide. It is only in recent generations that this number and intensity of abilities has become of concern."

     Guile and Chun-li exchange looks, "What exactly are you driving at?" asks Guile.

    "My apologies major." States the man, "I don't mean to come across as some cliché human superiority type, the real concern lies in other elements that have been tied to this increase, such as criminals like M.Bison, and organizations such as Shadaloo making use of such abilities and manufacturing more based on them; as well as other elements. We have sources that tell us that recently Bison tried to recruit this actress we see on the view screen to join his organization, only to be trounced by her in a fight."

    Guile shows a look of concern, "trounced?"

   "Yes major, we have agents keeping tabs on her, and it seems that despite any apparent training, that this woman who is not only an actress, but also a nun it seems; was able to over-power M. Bison."

    The man sits and the representative of EHOP stands, he clicks the screen to show a scene from inside a hospital.

    "To further complicate matters gentlemen, and agent Chun-li, we have evidence that there is an out-side source increasing the numbers of such people. Causing mutations in humans, animals, and even re-animating corpses in some cases; this would be what first brought the EHOP in contact with the PCA and NHSRD. Major Guile, agent Chun-li it is my department that keeps tabs on those people who express super-human abilities but otherwise appear to be completely human, people such as yourselves as well as many who have participated in the last few World Warrior Tournaments. Trying to figure out how exactly you are able to focus this Ki energy, as well as what causes physical mutations in those such as Blanka, and those such as the man called Akuma."

    The man clears his throat while pointing to the screen, "With aid from the CIA and local authorities we apprehended a group of altered human children who had been living under an over-pass."

    "Excuse me!?" yells Guile as he smacks his hand on the table, just hard enough to echo but not break the table, "Did you just confess to kidnapping?"

    Chun-li stands as well, "I nor Interpol can condone such behavior."

    "Now, now" states the man, "I may have mis-spoken, as un-ethical as our actions may seem on the surface they are not entirely with out morals or cause. Under normal circumstances we only take in volunteers seeking a cure for their condition or apprehend violent individuals who pose a threat to the community. In this case however we had been observing this group from afar and knew they wouldn't co-operate, despite the danger they were in."

    "Danger?" puzzles Chun-li as she and Guile return to their seats.

   "Yes, of course." says the man, "We became aware that a dangerous vigilante slash black market organization had moved into the area. This group's members tend to pose as monster exterminators getting locals to pay them to hunt down and murder individuals such as yourselves as well as none-human sentient entities. Some are even themselves enhanced humans; we have record of one such man who moves between Asia and Europe...rather quickly. Some such as this man, from what our field agents have reported even believe they are doing the right thing, and believe those they are hunting are demons and monsters."

    Chun-li's eyes narrow as she hears this, thinking intensely about something, a look that didn't go un-noticed by Guile.

     "However," he continues, "most will then turn around sell the body parts of those they kill on the black market for superstitious medicines as well as for private collectors. They use this money to fund their group, which calls its self the Dark Hunters."

     "and you are certain these people are here?" asks Guile.

   "Yes," replies the man, "As I stated we felt we had no choice but to take those children into protective custody because of this group, they would have been unable to defend themselves from these people."

   "of course," says Chun-li, "you are taking the opportunity to study them?"

   "wellll," says the man, "...yes...but its nothing un-reasonable, just simple tests, some blood work, that's all...umm."

    The head of the PCA stands up allowing the nervous man to sit, "In a nut-shell, they took in these kids, off the street, out of poverty, and out of harms way. In the mean time this dangerous syndicate has come state side. For those of you here who don't know about them. My associate here got the basics for you; they hunt anything that isn't normal human they pose as good-guys often being treated as heroes because of it, then they turn around and sell body parts from their victims for various purposes to various unsavory characters in order to fund their ever increasing organization.

    The group originated as far as we can tell in Eastern Europe, preying on the superstitions of the people there, who were more likely to view mutated humans or those like your self major as evil monsters or wizards. In fact we have strong evidence that many enhanced humans out there are teaming up with the none-humans and preying on people. This Dark Hunters organization originated as a reaction to that. It has grown over the years and incorporated, as in merged with, many others smaller, similar vigilante groups around the world. Our real concern is that the group has developed ties to Shadaloo, and become a major international crime syndicate. This major would be why we are informing everyone here of the situation, in the hopes that our different branches will be more inclined to work together in the future. With our different expertise and resources we would do a much better job of discovering the cause for this increase, as well as also policing it, especially in regards to those groups we are mutually more aware of, you with Shadaloo and us with the Dark Hunters."

      The head of the United States armed forces after listening in finally decides to speak up, "the Major as you would well know, is a member of the American armed forces, while he is the foremost expert on Shadaloo and our best soldier for the job, the official word does go to my office. We will be considering your request." The other office heads nod in agreement and prepare to depart the meeting.

     As they head out the door the until then silent representative of the NHSRD approaches Guile and Chun-li, "I apologize for my colleagues, tact isn't their best suit. They are deeply concerned and confused over recent developments, and are severely worried about this whole Shadaloo thing, its not something they are familiar with and really looking for help."

   Guile puts up his hand, "sorry, but my superior officer already stated our position, until the higher ups say so there is nothing we can do."

   "oh its not about that." says the man, "I understand you two were in the World Warrior Tournaments and would be familiar with the super-human fighters.."

   "No!" interrupts Chun-li, "we are in no position to betray the trusts of those fighters to you people."

    "huh?" says the representative confused, "no, no, I didn't mean anything like that. There is this one man, one of those Dark Hunters, but seems to be from what we can tell, to be an enhanced human, or perhaps not even human. Our reports say he never sells any body parts, and seems to really think he is doing to right thing. Our reports also make him out to be a martial artist. I was wandering if either of you were familiar with him, he might partake in those un-televised street fights those fighters get involved in outside of the tournaments."

    The man takes out a picture and shows it to Guile, a picture of an odd man with a long pony tail, beads, and a giant sword. "The man also travels around with a small girl." says the man, he typically uses a large sword, but our reports show that he does put it down and fight with hand to hand combat, displaying some impressive martial arts moves."

   "Nope, don't know him." says Guile, he shows the picture to Chun-li, "you ever see this guy?"

    Chun-li narrows her eyes at the page, "yes" she says with hate in her voice, "his name is Donovan Baine, I am not at liberty to discuss any details with out approval from the higher ups at Interpol, but I can tell you he is wanted by the Chinese Government. He tends to frequent the impoverished regions of Western China and Tibet. The locals out there consider him a hero, but the truth is he is a psychotic bastard." Chun-li lifts her arm to her mid-section as though nursing an imaginary pain.

     "Oh," says the man, "well every little bit helps I guess."

    Outside with everyone gone Guile turns to Chun-li, "I noticed you seemed to have some history with that Donovan guy. Anything you want to discuss?"

    Chun-li lifts her arm to her gut again, "Not really" she sighs turning back to Guile, "he is a dangerous lunatic, if he is common of these Dark Hunter guys..." She huffs as she clinches her fists, "Maybe we should be concerned if Bison is hiring these madmen to help him."

     She shakes her head, "The truth is I fought him, he would have killed me if I hadn't gotten some help against him. Guys like him are really best left to others like him. We live in our world, they live in theirs. If Shadaloo is trying to manufacture guys like that then we're just going to have to stop them."

Got another one. This one kinda takes place before "Debriefing" but after the C.Viper story.

this one brings together (Donovan Baine, Hsien-Ko/Mei-Ling, and Chun-li).

(its the story eluded to by Chun-li in *Debriefing*)

The Chinese confrontation: 

     The mission was supposed to be a simple one, a man, believed to be an unknown martial artist with super-human abilities had been spotted in the mountains of Western China. The reports said the man had been going on a killing spree, supposedly slaying monsters as the locals claimed; however at least one family had come forth reporting that their son had been murdered by the man.

     Their son had been an aspiring Monk/martial artist who was planning to move up in the world to be one of the elite fighters, he had even developed his own Ki manipulation techniques, which apparently had gotten him targeted by the murderer. All this passed through Chun-li's mind, and the possible for-thought that her own skills would have caused her to also be targeted by the man, as she spun around upside down, her kicks glancing off the man's sword.

    As Chun-li dropped from her spinning bird kick, the man known as Donovan Bane moves in with the speed of a blink of the eye with a sliding trip knocking her to the ground. He thrusts his sword down embedding it into the ground, Chun-li manages to roll aside just in time to miss it. She jumps back standing strong as Donovan begins his attack a-new sans his sword. The two of them exchange chops and kicks blocking and dodging each others moves like a graceful dance. This would have been like any other fight to Chun-li if not for the disturbingly calm look on Donovan's face betraying that he wasn't really giving the fight any effort.    

     Chun-li jumps back a good twenty feet and with a yell of "Kikouken" and proud palms forward stands unleashes her Ki energy in the form of a powerful projectile of blue fiery energy. To her eyes the fire-ball appears to impact the man dead-on. As the concussion of the impact kicks up the dirt around him Chun-li moves in near his sword to examine it and stand ready to intercept him should he make a dash for it. Her calm is cut short as she sees a circle of glowing orbs in the cloud of dirt.

    "No way." Murmurs Chun-li as she regains her fighting stance, the man's beads had formed a protective barrier defending him from her Kikouken. The beads entwine themselves back on the man as though with a mind of their own like some glowing headless snake; he calmly stands straight facing her in his own fighting stance.

     "I sense you have a normal human body," says Donovan coldly, "but your power is not human, your moves, your spiritual energy betrays your true nature. Every motion cries out to kill, the very power you use calls for the death of your opponent. I have no doubt you are a demon possessing that unfortunate girl. I will free her from the torment you have made this world for her, and send you back to hell."

       This was the last thing Chun-li saw and heard before everything went white as Donovan had summoned a bolt of lightning to his sword striking her as well in the process.

      Her vision clears up, but not the ringing in her ear or the numbness of her body. She stands on wobbly legs and sees Donovan rushing at her with his sword just in time to jump back and not be sliced in half. Unfortunately not fast enough to prevent him from giving her a very nasty slash across her midsection. She holds her hands to her wound feeling the warm blood stream from her violated flesh. She tries to push on the wound preventing any further blood loss, however between the ringing in her ear, the odd electric numb over her whole body, and the blood she is loosing quickly despite her efforts; she is loosing her strength.

    As much as she would love to keep on fighting she barely has the strength to stay conscious, as her vision blackens she sees Donovan descend upon her with his sword, however rather than the feel of his cold blade in her warm flesh instead she hears a *clang*, the sound of metal hitting metal. With what little strength she has left she forces one eye open to see what appears to be a brown robed priestess blocking the man's sword with her own blade, one too long and thin to have done what it just did, not something she has time to ponder as the world turns dark and silent, leaving her lying at the mercy of the world in the dirt.

     "What is wrong with you Donovan?" asks Mei-ling after blocking his sword.

    "This is not any of your concern." He growls as his left eye begins to glow yellow.

    Hsien-Ko materializes from the air like a ghost blinking in and out rapidly before solidifying and floats down to the ground behind Chun-li, "So Donovan you've gone all evil now or what?" she asks with a stern face.

     Mei-ling takes from her robe a long scroll and spins it around herself and Chun-li causing them to vanish behind it like some Vegas magic act, leaving Hsien-Ko and Donovan face to face.

     "Where's Anita?" asks Hsien-Ko.

    "I left her someplace safe. It is no longer safe for her to be with me."

    "No ****." says Hsien-Ko, "you've gone off the deep end, you've killed humans, not just monsters. And we've been following you're path of destruction, crying mothers, mourning fathers, brothers, and sisters. The town's people may have thanked you but we know the truth behind closed doors. You're a monster now."

    Both of Donovan's eye are glowing yellow now as the ghostly image of a demon appears around his body, growling and rumbling like a beast, "they were evil, monsters, I must purge my self of the darkness...the world with-in the self...I am the world...I must....purge...the...world...of...DARKNESS!"

      His primal roar shakes the wind its self, standing in stark contrast to the seemingly at calm Hsien-Ko, "Mei-ling isn't here," she says solemnly, "No more holding back. I'm sorry Mr. Donovan, but I can't let you go on killing people like this...I am truly sorry, not just for you."

      She brings her hands together in front of her chest making a prayer sign, tilting her head, her long sleeve claws rise into the air by her will and multiple. Like a shadow splitting into more shadows her two sleeves become six, a pair raised on high, a pair set out straight, and the third pair down low, the claws laid out flat above the ground as though stroking the air above the grass and rocks. She turns her face up, her eyes glowing as white as snow and as bright as miniature suns with small bolts of white electric sparks from the corners.

     Far removed from this battle, up high on a mountain ledge overlooking the valley in which Hsien-Ko and Donovan face each other another struggle between life and death is taking place. Mei-ling holds her hands above Chun-li, a warm light emanating from her hands healing her. As Chun-li comes to an expression of familiarity comes over Mei-ling and the girl inside her practically screams, "Oh my God, it's Chun-li!" On the surface however she maintains the poise and dignity her form would suggest.

      Chun-li shakes her head as she opens her eyes to see the stately woman standing over and raises her arm to her side surprised to only feel the tare in her dress.

    "I have healed your wound." States Mei-ling in a calm and collected manner, "Am I to assume you are the world famous martial artist Chun-li?"

   "Uh, yes..." says Chun-li, "how, what...." Chun-li's dazed query is cut short by the feeling of the earth shaking and the sight of strange explosions of fire, blue light, and even electric blasts coming from the valley below. Chun-li's expression goes from confused to one of wide eyed disbelief and is stunned silent as she sees a giant white ghostly figure like some ancient Greek god rise from the valley below. This giant figure is fighting against a horde of fiery blue dragons that strike through the giant's body as they fly forth from a sphere looking like a blue sun that has risen from the canopy of the forest.

    "What...the...hell?" says Chun-li blinking in disbelief.

   Mei-ling ever calm and collected says, "The giant is the expression of Donovan's power, he once told us it represented his good side. If that is true this means there may yet be hope for him. The other power would be from my sister Hsien-Ko, normally we fight at a somewhat lower level."

     Mei-ling's eyes narrow as she sees black spike covered Chinese towers rise from the forest floor and swipe through the giant dissipating it into mist.

    "I think perhaps this has gone on long enough." She says as her body glows gold and vanishes through the air as a small sphere no larger than a basketball.

    With in the blue sun like sphere of spiritual energy, Hsien-Ko sits in the lotus position upon a giant YingYang disk, her six sleeves spread out like the arms of some ancient goddess as torrents of blue flames pour out from her claws feeding the field and dragons of her ultimate attack. Before her white shining eyes she sees the figure of Mei-ling bathed in golden ligtht.

    "It's time to stop." She says.

   Hsien-Ko in an echoing god like voice just says, "I am creation and destruction, life and death, the beginning and the end. I shall destroy and recreate anew. All life shall cease and be reborn."

   "You are not a goddess." says Mei-ling, "you aren't even some tortured soul anymore. You are my sister, you are a sixteen year old girl, you are Lei Lei."

     Mei-ling's Chiang-Shi form melts away to reveal her younger reincarnated self floating in the golden light holding out her arms, "Lei Lei. Cut it out. Donovan's knocked out already. We saved Chun-li, you know, world martial artist, the lady you were cheering on just a few months ago when she was on TV. Not to mention all the people around here." She puts her hands on her hips, "and what? you want to just go and kill all these people? Come on Lei Lei, let's go home now."

    Hsien-Ko lowers her defenses allowing Mei-ling to transform into her scroll seal form, attaching herself to Hsien-Ko's hat and covering her face thus dampening Hsien-Ko's power. Hsien-Ko's sleeves flow back together into just two, and her eyes regaining their normal composure.

      Together again they float down to the ground to the defeated form of Donovan, his sword floating above his body feeding streams of blue energy into him.

   Hsien-Ko tilts her seal up with her claw and hand on hip says, "So Dhylec, you saved him huh? Well you better get out of here before that lady you were fighting hauls him away."

    Dhylec magically lifts Donovan onto the blunt side of its blade and flies off into the sky, Hsien-ko shakes her fist and screams after, "and you tell him if we ever catch him going all evil again, we're not going to stop with just kicking his ass!"

    Mei-ling telepathically communicates with Hsien-Ko, "Are you sure about this?"

    "Yeah," says Hsien-ko, "Halfway into our fight I think he stopped doing all that evil demon stuff and started using his good powers...I just couldn't stop though... thanks sis'."

     Up on the mountain overlooking the valley Chun-li watches as the silver streak she can tell is Donovan's sword flies off into the sky, with a blurry figure from this distance she can surmise is Donovan lying on top of it. She shakes her head as she figures out her position and starts the trek back to her truck in the valley.

      Back in the valley she meets back up with Hsien-Ko, and isn't too hot to the idea that the scrap of paper on her hat is the woman who had saved her, even when, or especially when, it comes off and sits on Hsien-Ko's shoulder talking to her with a cute cartoonish face. She learns the basic tormented history of Donovan Bane, as well as the existence of those called Darkstalkers from them during the course of her questioning as to what exactly has been going on.

      After this short meeting they part ways back to their own lives. Chun-li's report on the incident back at Interpol's Chinese branch headquarters was filled with holes and didn't please her superiors at all; the end result being Interpol sending Chun-li to represent them in a meeting in America for the proposal of a joint effort in dealing with supernatural occurrences.