Lemonade Punch#6: Fighter's Passion paladin@saturn.superlink.net Started: 11/10/96 Last Update: 4/5/97 The next morning, Hentai Ranma hastily brushed his teeth, nearly missing the sink when he spat, and bounded out the bathroom in a rush. As he was pulling on a shirt, Nabiki groaned and sat up. Kasumi turned over and put a pillow over her ears. "Where are *you* going, in such a rush?" "Heh heh!", grinned the pervert, "I gotta watch the girls train before their fights this afternoon. They'll be in spandex and sweating and stretching and-" "You think they'll mind you gawking at them?" "Hey! I'm entitled to a little fun!" "Trust me, Ranma, no one's up. And if they were, they would not be in the gym. Come here... I've got something much better for you to look at." Nabiki picked up her remote and Ranma watched her with interest. Punching a few buttons caused a wall in Nabiki's room to slid away, revealing a giant monitor with an array of smaller ones on either side. The bed rotated to face the screens. "Whoa...." "This setup lets me see through the eyes of Ikari. We have surveillance and hidden cameras and mikes on nearly every inch of the Xanadu resort. Whatever the visual and audio feeds don't 'see', the motion detectors, heat sensors, and satellite view pick up. Security on the island is very tight. No one comes on or off without us knowing, and we can easily track any guest." "Oh yeah? Where's Akane?" "Right here.", Nabiki pointed to the red dot flashing on the overhead map. "Would you like visual? Lemme show you." A few taps on her keyboard and an image of Akane sleeping peacefully filled the giant screen. "Heh, looks like little sister's been sleeping well!", Nabiki giggled as she zoomed the camera on a droplet of drool. "That's amazing!" "Of course, Kasumi and I like to use it for a little more than just security...." "Heh heh!", Ranma snorted. "Let's see who's using their shower- Ah... an early bird!", Nabiki called up another scene. This time, the view was filled with a pair of beautiful breasts. Nabiki zoomed out to reveal the tits as belonging to Chun Li. The other, smaller screens were filled with the same female subject from other angles and zooms. "Whoa, whatta babe!", Ranma drooled. "Hmm, Miss Chun Li Xiang... seems to be the favorite to win the tourney. Doesn't seem to be affected by our schemes yet either." "Who cares!", Ranma gurgled as he watched the Interpol agent. Chun Li was simply washing herself. She was not touching herself or moaning or doing anything else one would expect to see in a porno flick. She was simply showering, but she didn't know anyone was watching... and that was the appeal. "Heh heh! Lemme see her twat! Can we zoom in on her twat?" Nabiki shook her head at the pervert, he had no qualms about *anything*! She smiled. "Sure, operation of Ikari's eyes is very intuitive once you get it down. Just sit here and you'll learn as you go along." "Can I get this on tape?" "All images are being recorded digitally as we speak, it's just a matter of going through the archives." "Great!" "Nabiki and I will leave you with your little toy. Try to make the point of meeting with Akane... don't leave her alone.", said Kasumi. She kissed Ranma and dragged Nabiki out of the room. When they were clear, Kasumi whispered to Nabiki. "The sex is great, but are you sure we ought to mess with Ranma like this? I mean, he's gonna remember it all when he changes back, eventually." "Com'on, it's expected of us! Besides, I'm sure he is in the process of building up a tolerance level for this kinda behavior. In no time will be used to this kind of thing.", Nabiki grinned. "Okay, but I liked it better the other way. It was more fun when he was harder to get." -=-=- Almost no one showed up for breakfast that next morning. But there was a great demand for strong coffee to be served to the rooms. Even the most diligent of fighters and disciplined of women found themselves with nasty hang-overs. Kasumi whipped a batch of her cure-all tea and had it served door to door. It was well received and greatly appreciated... in a few short hours most were ready to fight. There was a lot of blushing, too, as the girls began to remember their atrocious behavior the night before. Many had slept late and scrambled to get ready for their afternoon matches. The roster of match-ups were posted and announced and the entire resort took on an eerie happy tension. One would wave at a stranger with a friendly smile that said "We're all friends now, so enjoy yourself, but when we fight I'll tear your heart out and impale it on my spiked-heels...." -=-=- "Wake up, Rally!" Rally groaned and fell out of bed. Bill helped her up. "What am I doing here?", Rally asked as she tried to get over her headache. "This is my room. I brought you here last night-" "*YOU* *WHAT*?!?" "-you were drunk and I didn't-" "HOW COULD YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE-", Rally yelled as she whipped out her .45 caliber. "Rally, I didn't do anything-" "YOU SCUMBAG, I ACTUALLY RESPECTED YOU!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD- ...... last night. I was drunk, wasn't I?" "Yep. I had to-" "Thanks, Bill.", Rally kissed him on the cheek, "Now I remember... sorry I blew up at you." She smiled at him then fell back to the bed. A dark cloud seemed to pass over her face. Bill noticed it and sat down next to her. "What's wrong, Pussycat?" Rally frowned and turned away. "Hey, com'on. You can trust me! Tell Billy the problem, he'll make it better!" "I can't-" She looked away. "Rally." "Last night you were sweet Bill, but you still didn't give me an answer to my question.... Who's gonna love me?" "Rally-" "No, I mean it Bill! Men are *jerks*! They're all a bunch of assholes looking for a hole to stick their tiny pricks into!", she said with a fury. She calmed, and her voice lowered, "And everytime I meet a guy who seems sensitive, he turns out to be the same or taken by someone else.... Bill, I'm getting old, I need someone." There was a long pause, until Bill suddenly broke out laughing. "Huh? What is it? Why are you laughing?!" "I'm laughing at you, Pussycat! All this time I thought the Rally Vincent I knew was a confident, proud, and tough bounty hunter that had no equal! Now I know you're a worried little girl who has herself believing she's an Old Maid!", he scoffed. "Why you- ** *JERK*!!!", she yelled as she slugged him in the face. Bill was floored instantly. He shook his head and got up, rubbing his cheek. "Feel better? Good... Rally, can you remember when the air was clean and sex was dirty?", he smiled as best he could. Rally looked totally confused. "What does that-" "Answer the question." "No.", she said with an annoyed tone. "Then you're not nearly as old as you think, Babe! Rally you are still young! You've got plenty of time! The right guy will come along, you don't need to worry... like I said, Bill here, will hook you up with some great guys when we get back to Chicago!" Rally smiled then laughed a little at his comical arrogance. "Thanks again, Bill... I'd fall for you if you'd let me.", the bounty hunter said softly, leaning her head on his shoulder. "One step at a time, Pussycat.", Bill mumbled under his breath... he liked Rally, but he knew *he* didn't deserve her. She could do *much* better than a workaholic like him. They were silent, leaning on each other, thoughtfully. "Your jaw hurt?", she asked, not moving. "It'll be okay, it was worth it to see you smile." "You're really sweet you know." "I know." "I just got one other problem." "What's that?" "I'm terribly horny right now." -=-=- Sofia tugged slightly at the back of her costume, jutting her already grand chest out a little further. Those who saw her would never guess the Russia beauty to be a private investigator... much less a powerful fighter. Sofia ran her fingers along her whip, checking for any defects when a twisted teenager tapped her on the shoulder. The Black Rose, Kodachi Kuno, addressed Sofia's skintight black leather and lethal whip: "Oh, so you're into that stuff too?" "...." was all Sofia could manage. -=-=- ** "Don't tire yourself out, Mai." "Yeah, training only helps *before* the day of competition!" "I- pant- gotta- huff- warm- puff- up- pant- first.", said Mai, as she pedaled harder on the exercise bike. "Warm up? Burn out, is more like it." "I'll- pant- be fine!", Mai insisted. Her friends shrugged and let Mai go about their business. -=-=- Meanwhile, Mai didn't realize she was being watched. "Oh yeah, Baby! Oh there is a God! I could watch this all day!", Ranma rejoiced, nearly moved to tears. Ranma had gotten the hang of the monitor system more or less and was viewing Mai's workout with zeal. The camera was looking straight down her tiny, cut-up tank top. The neckline was low and large while the shirt exposed so much of her belly it ended just under her breasts; so if anyone was looking up, they would see the bottom of her cleavage. The tank top was hanging off her shoulders but she had a sports bra under it to maintain some level of modesty. Ranma's view allowed him to watch Mai's glorious globes move like a bowl of Jello as she pedaled. Another camera zoomed in on her ass bobbing up and down in a pair of spandex tights. A large sweat stain was on the front of Mai's bra and on the lower back of her tights. Mai wiped her brow as she continued to exert herself. She was dripping with sweat as she looked around to see if anyone was around. Seeing that she was alone, the bouncy ninja's pedaling slowed. She climbed off the bike and looked around again. Satisfied with her isolation, Mai peeled off the skin-tight spandex revealing a nearly invisible thong underneath. She slung the tights on a nearby machine and proceeded to remove her mini shirt. Tossing that to her feet she looked around for the last time crossed her arm under her bra. Ranma held his breath in anticipation. Mai stretched the sports bra off her skin and over her head; her gorgeous tits bouncing freely, droplets of sweat running down her fine body. For Ranma the moment lasted for eternity as he gazed at the beauty before him. Mai quickly covered herself by pulling back on the mini shirt but her nipples still protruded visibly. Fanning herself, Mai made the decision to continue her workout, climbing back onto the bike. Ranma watched excitedly as Mai began to pedal. This time, without the aid of a sports bra, Mai's orbs bounced in an insanely erotic dance. The thong was so thin that when her ass bobbed high, it was possible to see her pretty pussy from behind. As she continued, her sweat made her shirt transparent. Ranma couldn't help himself, he began to stroke himself as he watched Mai... could he possibly ask for more? "I think I need a shower now.", Mai said to herself just as Ranma finished his thought, "Maybe, I can finger myself in the shower room to release some of this pre-fight anxiety...." Ranma nearly fainted. -=-=- Ryu stepped off the plane confused. This was *NOT* his homeland. This was *NOT* Japan. Ryu had never liked flying on planes, because of situations like this -there was that one time he ended up in Alaska; though this was certainly nicer- however, he was pretty certain he had gotten on the correct flights... there was no reason to be in this strange land. Just then an attractive flight attendant, with long black hair and wearing a red uniform, came out of the jet and accosted Ryu. "Ryu-san, please do not be alarmed. You are correct in your confusion... this is not Japan." She flashed him a warm (seductive?) smile. "...." The dark haired stewardess withered when he didn't react. Redoubling her resolve she smiled again and continued. "You bought the correct tickets and boarded the right planes, but my employer has asked me to reroute you to this destination. It is his desire that you remain here until he meets with you. Until then, register in and enjoy yourself. My Master- excuse me- employer wishes for you to relax and take full advantage of *anything* offered to you.", she said in a breathy voice. She was so close to him, Ryu could feel her breath on his lips. Before she could capture him, he took a step back and gave a small bow. "Arrigato.", he said curtly. Then he hefted the weight of his bag to another shoulder and briskly walked away. Biting her lip the woman snapped her fingers. "Drats!", Anna said under her breath. -=-=- Hot crackling energy sparked in the air around him... the power coursing through his veins now contained the likes of this world's greatest warriors. His eyes rolled back and he shuddered as he absorbed Rugal's soul. But his collection wasn't complete. Head twitching, Evil Ryu moved his dark frame from the bloody pulp which had formerly been Rugal. He kicked it over the edge of the scaffold and down the shaft of the missle silo. Idly, he wondered if he would hear a "splat" when it reached the bottom. Evil Ryu walked over to the injured jaguar. Rugal's little pet had been more of an annoyance than a threat. The predator backed off at his approach hair raised in alarm. Then the cat cocked its head and accepted Evil Ryu as his new master, purring and rubbing against him. Evil Ryu smiled and rubbed the cuff of the jaguar's neck... this was his. -=-=- The first match of the day was between two of the younger contestants: Ukyou versus Sakura. Both were fighting solely for pride and experience. "I didn't know there were boys allowed in this tourney.", the Shotokan trainee smirked. "Look who's talking! Did you cut your hair short? Or is it just too scared of your face to grow in?!", Ukyou shot back as she let down her own long brown hair. "Hey!", Sakura protested, honestly hurt. Attacking a girl's hair was off limits! Sakura just wasn't cut out for this trash talking. "Shut up and just fight!" Sakura bounced on her toes waiting to fight, she had been late to the match, nearly forfeiting the match... luckily, her competitor would hear nothing of it: "I came here to fight, dammit! So I'm going to fight!", Ukyou had said. The delay was getting both of them anxious. The crowd, too, was a little antsy. The spectators consisted mostly of girls wanting to study the styles of possible challengers, so there weren't any cheering sections for either contender. Finally, the bell was rung signaling the start of the fight. Sakura opted to begin the fight by hanging back... better to test her opponent's skill that way. Ukyou was thinking the exact opposite... now was the time to test Sakura's defenses! Ukyou jumped in with a high flying kick which Sakura easily blocked. Ukyou kicked off the block, launching herself high in they sky and backwards. From her vantage point, Ukyou tossed a flour bomb, quickly followed by several spatula shurikens. The schoolgirl blocked the bomb, which exploded, engulfing Sakura in a white cloud of flour. Coughing, choking, and blinded by the flour, the spatulas mostly struck Sakura. Ukyou landed, waited for the flour to clear, to see the result. Sakura rubbed the flour out of her eyes and looked down at herself. She was cut in several places. "AAAHHH!!! That was my *FAVORITE* uniform!!!", she screamed. Ukyou chuckled, but had to interrupt herself to avoid the onslaught of kicks and punches. Ukyou whipped out her giant spatula, stunning Sakura, and began spinning it in a cross formation... in moments, the short haired girl was wearing little more than shreds. "OOHH!!", she roared in outrage. "Heh hee... okay, enough fun. Let's fight!", Ukyou said. Sakura ignored her humiliation and recovered her fighting stance, still blushing. "SHUNPUKYAKU!" Sakura sneaker slammed into Ukyou's face sending Ukyou reeling. Ukyou rubbed her cheek. "What the Hell was that?" "Not expecting that huh? Well, EAT THIS! SHO-OKEN!" The fuku-wearing girl's fist rammed into Ukyou's stomach as she ran forward, the punch turned into a powerful uppercut that launched both girls into the air. Ukyou fell to the ground hard. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, Ukyou grit her teeth. "Oookay, now I'm pissed." Ukyou began swinging her spatula in wild arcs, which Sakura all dodged or blocked. Finally, Ukyou had to lean on her spatula, panting with exhaustion. Sakura took advantage of Ukyou's condition to rub her nose and point, then, putting her thumbs in her ears, fingers spread, she blew a big, wet raspberry... big mistake. ** Ukyou wasn't quite as tired as she had let on, and had swung her metal utensil with all her strength at that mocking face. This sent Sakura reeling backwards. The teenager struggled to her feet, hitting the sides of her head to clear the stars from her eyes. Ukyou waltzed over to her dizzy opponent and tripped her. Sakura fell on her back. Her butt hurt, her knees were in the air flashing everyone with her bloomers, and her bra was showing. "Well, I thought this was a *woman's* tournament! *Little*", Ukyou poked Sakura's chest, "...girls, need not apply! Is that a *training* bra?!" Ukyou was being usually cruel, but she was still miffed at being called a boy, especially considering where the insult was coming from! "My! Little girls grow up so fast these days! Why don't we take a looksee at how our little 'Cherry' is blossoming?" With that, she sliced Sakura's bra in two and exposed her to all the spectators. Sakura turned cherry red as she scrambled to cover herself... she had taken all she was about to stand! Leaping to her feet she decided to end the fight. Her arms dropped to her sides, not caring about her exposure anymore, as she began to focus. The sky darkened. Her hands swept back, cupping to collect the electrical energy crackling around her. "SHINKUUUUU-HADOKEN!!!!", she shouted as the massive ball of energy was launched at Ukyou. The only thing Ukyou could think before it hit her was... "Oh shit." -=-=- Sakura walked over to her unconscious, smolder foe. The big spatula looked slightly scorched and was crackling with electrical energy... it sparked Sakura in the foot when she came near. Sakura was not normally a very vengeful type of person but she had suffered more humiliation at the hands of this girl than she had in her entire life. The nudity wasn't even the issue. When she was helpless, Ukyou had not chosen to wait for her to get up like an honorable warrior, she had not chosen to attack like an intelligent warrior... she had chosen to disrespect her by showing she wasn't worth either of those routes. Now it was her turn. "Well, you just plain suck.... Sonna toko da ne. [That's the way it goes.]", she taunted her fallen opponent. Sakura bent down and gasped the waistband of Ukyou's tights and panties... and pulled them down to her ankles in one, swift movement. "There...", she said satisfied, dusting her hands off, "...that'll show her!" -=-=- "Have the cyborgs escort Sakura to the ward and have them bring Ukyou there on a stretcher.", Nabiki commanded. "Sakura doesn't seem that bad off-", Ikari started. "Since when did I program you to question my orders?" "I thought you liked me this way.", Ikari said, obviously offended. Nabiki sighed. "Of course I do.... Jeez, you're so sensitive Ikari! I sometimes wish you were a little more macho!" "Excuse me?!" "Nevermind. ** While Sakura's not really injured, she is certainly not at full strength. Just make sure the girls get pumped with enough Dust to raise their chi to acceptable levels, that will speed the healing process." "And make them more- ahem- 'horny'?", Ikari coughed. "Well that too." Nabiki smiled. -=-=- "Osu, demon." "A Japanese greeting? From and Italian to a Scott?" "You and I are far beyond the political boundaries of this age and time..." "With such a collection of talent, I knew there would be at least *one* to recognize me for what I am-" "A corrupter.", Rose accused. "A succubus.", Morrigan corrected. "A demon.", Rose shot back. "A warrior.", Morrigan responded. "It was your kind that turned Bison from our flock." "Bison was mad long before any of us got to him!" "Seducer!", Rose spat with scorn. "You don't understand my purpose here-" "Don't I?" "Please!", Morrigan begged. Rose was taken aback by the succubus's sudden sincerity. "I-" The bell rang signaling the beginning of the fight and cut Rose short. Rose lowered her voice and assumed her fighting stance, "We'll talk...." "I suppose I might as well be comfortable, now that my secret is out.", Morrigan sighed. Gasps came from the crowd as her clothes shifted and bat-wings grew out of Morrigan's body. "Well then... shall we?" The battle began, the two "women" showing off their unique fighting styles and abilities. Morrigan tried to let loose with her demon abilities but could feel a dampening effect, keeping her in check... all right then, this would be a *fair* fight. Rose showed why she was picked to bring down the demon menace by dominating the match, Morrigan was getting in her hits too, but not with the same power of Rose's blows. As Morrigan leapt backwards from an attack, Rose's shawl shot out like a snake. Morrigan was quick enough to put up a block... which the shawl wrapped about. Morrigan looked at her wrapped up forearm with puzzlement then gestured at it with a smirk. "A yellow scarf is supposed to stop me?" A thin smile spread across Rose's face as her eyes narrowed... then flashed. Morrigan exploded into blue flames. -=-=- Hinako-chan ran wildly about the resort, giggling happily as she took in the sights. As she crossed over a foot bridge, she spotted a couple of fish in the stream. Hinako-chan wasn't looking where she was going, so she ran into Nina. Hinako-chan licked her snow cone and looked at Nina innocently. "Watch where you're going!", the assassin snarled. "Hiya, Lady! Wanna play?", said the little girl. Hinako had not drained battle energy in a while, and didn't feel like draining the battle fish. Besides, there were some things one could only do as a kid. "NO!", Nina growled a bit more nastily than she meant to. She had scared Hinako-chan into dropping her treat, but it had not been a good night for her... women were constantly coming on to her and the all night-parties had kept her awake. Right now this cute little girl was hurting her teeth (she was so sweet)! She did not need this now. Hinako-chan looked at Nina with wide eyes that began to water and a pouting lip that began to tremble.... "WAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! MEAN LADY!!!! WAAHHHHHHH!!!!" Nina urked and looked around nervously as she tried to comfort the crying child. "Sigh." -=-=- "Sir?", the secretary addressed the turned chair. "Yes, Vice?", came the powerful voice. "Anna has returned." "Send her in." "Of course, Sir. At once, Sir." Vice bowed slightly and left. Shortly after, Anna came in. She was wearing her favorite red dress. "Anna.", Evil Ryu said, turning the chair to face her. "Master.", she bowed. "I trust you were successful." "In most respects... your 'father' is as frigid as an iceberg!" Anna relaxed her formal manner and kicked a leg onto Evil Ryu's desk. Evil Ryu's eyes followed the leg to its top where he could see her garter belt... he admired the contrast between Anna's dark stockings and pale skin. He slipped his hand under her dress and began stroking her soft inner thigh. "So he's on Lodoss." "Yes- ohh! He doesn't have- yes!- a clue, either.", Anna breathed. Evil Ryu smiled. "Good, everything is proceeding according to plan." Evil Ryu eyed Anna's heaving cleavage and reached out to molest it. "Frigid, you say? You're right... 'Daddy', never knew how to have any fun!", Evil Ryu laughed as he thought back to Eliza. "I've been wondering what it would be like to *have* the both of you, Master!", she gasped as Evil Ryu bent her over the desk. "Ah, my little slut, you'd like that wouldn't you? Though it seem unlikely that Ryu would participate in such.. kinky activities." "A shame." "Perhaps.... You may still get your wish, Anna. I'm still perfecting the ability to duplicate myself. Right now my doubles last for only short intervals, can only mirror my movements, and lack substance. But once I perfect it, they will have the ability to perform independent movements and you will have as much of me as you would like, my darling." "Oooh.", she purred. He was sliding inside of her now, her dress flipped to the side to expose her round white ass. At the same time he squeezed her massive breasts in each eager palm. Anna just braced herself, grasping the desk's edge to support herself as she moved back against his thrusts. As the fucked, Evil Ryu called out the door of his recently acquired office. "Yes, Sir?" "Get in here, Vice... and bring Mature." , Evil Ryu smiled to himself as he watched the two gorgeous secretaries undress. -=-=- "Always glad to meet a fellow, Brit!" "The same here!", Cammy smiled, "I hope you don't think I'll go easy on you, though." "I'd kill you if you did!", King laughed. "You'll try." -=-=- Ryu followed the signs to the main building. There was no one at the front desk so he put down his bag and rung the bell. No one appeared so Ryu rang the bell once more. "Hello! Can I help you?" Ryu was mildly startled by the voice, as it was coming from an invisible source. "I'm Ikari and you rang twice, so how can I help you?" "Where are you?" "Around. I'm a computer, Sir. Now how can I help you?" "Hm, where am I?" "The registration desk, Sir." "I meant geographically." "Oh, you are on Lodoss Island." "Hmmm...." "Sir, if you don't mind me asking. You're not registered here and there has been only one flight in- wait... you're *RYU*!" "Yes." "It's an honor to have you here, Ryu-san! May I ask why you chose to come, though? You cannot participate in this tourney, Ryu-san... surely you know that?" "Hm. Tourney?" "The Queen of Fighter's Tournament, Ryu-san." "Hmm.", Ryu grunted. "Sir?" "I did not chose to come." -=-=- "Slut!" "Whore!" "Bitch!" "Witch!" Now that the blows were trading and the blood was flowing, Rose and Morrigan were giving each other no quarter. Morrigan was a wreck... but so was Rose. Rose's dress was torn in all sorts of revealing ways, not that it distracted her. Modesty forbid Morrigan to lose any more clothes so she decided to end the little scuffle. "*RAGING* *DEMON*!!!!!!", shouted the succubus. When the smoke cleared and the lights dimmed, only one was left standing. "Daijoubu? [Are you all right?]", Rose asked sarcastically as she changed into her gypsy outfit. -=-=- "Yes!" laughed Ranma. Excellent shot of Rose while behind the card! This was one for the books! Ranma zoomed in on Rose's boobs, marveling at how large and round they were... they had to be full to hold up a tarot card between them, without help. -=-=- "Tornado Kick!" "Cannon Drill!" The two English women's attacks slammed into each other as they traded hits. Both fell to the ground. King was losing... and she looked it. Her tuxedo was ripped to shreds, her mint colored panties and matching bra openly exposed. She was slightly annoyed that Cammy's clothing seemed perfectly intact... but then it had to be, given the amount Cammy wore. "DOUBLE STRIKE!", King shouted. She kicked the air twice and two fast bolts of ki seemed to fly from her feet towards Cammy. The MI6 agent was used to this kind of projectile war and leapt deftly over King's attack. She continued in her flying arc and kicked King in the head. As King reeled, Cammy jumped up with her feet spread, wrapped her thighs about Kings head, and performed the devastating Frankenstiener leg throw. But instead of letting go, Cammy sat over King's face, continuing to squeeze the life out of King's throat. King's hands tried to pull Cammy's legs apart, but her grip was like a vise. Her arm flailed about grasping Cammy's ass. She squeezed it, feeling only flesh and steel-like tendons. King groped about and found the narrow part of Cammy's bodysuit and pulled up, hard, giving her opponent a major wedgie. Cammy was surprised, but it only made her squeeze harder. Running out of air King got desperate. The former bouncer grasped the virtual thong in one hand and began pulling it up and down, the other slipped between Cammy's buttocks and slipped a middle finger into Cammy's anus. As King predicted, first Cammy's whole body stiffened, her thighs threatening to snap King's neck, but then she relaxed as if unable to control her body's response. The movement of the thong was sliding the material between Cammy's now swollen pussy lips, and Cammy couldn't sit still with a finger wiggling in her ass. The crowd was livid now, watching as King reversed Cammy's attack by countering with a sexual assault of her own. King pulled aside Cammy's crotch cloth and dove in, eating Cammy out. Cammy panicked and tried to let go of King but King wouldn't hear of it. Her arms clamped around Cammy's thighs, forcing the younger girl to be pleasured. King was in control now. Cammy's shoulders were pinned to the ground as she squirmed under King's tongue. Cammy's whole body was arched, her face contorted, as King, on her hands and knees, sucked Cammy's pink clit. King wondered how it was possible for any girl to be so sensitive... Cammy was wet nearly the instant she had touched her. King lapped up the sweet juices then used her tongue to penetrate Cammy. The girl stiffened, hips thrusting into the air, and screamed a passionate moan before she collapsed... exhausted in the wake of her orgasm. King was losing control now... not that Cammy was taking it either. King was losing it to her lust. Her state of arousal was beginning to affect her sense of reason. King could easily put the younger girl down in her current state, but King had no desire to do so. King sat Cammy up on her lap and began to finger her. Her other hand had slipped in the front of Cammy's bodysuit to play with a Brit tit. King licked the base of Cammy's neck as she humped her rear. King's panties were drenched with honey as she rubbed her crotch against Cammy's ass. Cammy's limp body twitched and shuddered again as King brought Cammy to her second orgasm. King couldn't stop, she found herself pushing Cammy aside, flipping up her bra through the tatters of her tux, and pulling off what remained of her pants. King slipped her long fingers into her soaked pussy, with plans to finish herself off. Her other hand was busy pinching her exposed nipples. She bucked on the ground like a naked animal as all the women around her watched. When she came, King licked her fingers and groggily got to her feet. She felt dazed and confused as the match was given to her. When she and Cammy came to their senses... they would not be too happy. -=-=- It was the battle of the red-heads: Mai Shiranui versus Ranko Saotome. The loin-cloth/high-thigh cut seemed very popular: Mai, Chun Li, Sofia, Rose, and Ranko were all wearing them... so it wasn't much of a surprise when Ranko complimented Mai on her costume. "Oh, this old thing? It's just a tradition.", Mai giggled at the comment. "That Chinese dress you're wearing, on the other hand, is very elegant." "Really? Thank you, it took me forever to pick it-" "It's a shame I'll have to attack it-" "Only if you can catch me!", Ranko said coyly. "Hah! Wait... Saotome...? Are you related to Ranma? The host, I mean." "Yes, we're cousins... sort of, it's a long story." "I'll look forward to hearing it after I beat you!" "Well, I'm not very good... don't be too hard on me.", Ranko said with a hint of sarcasm. "I'll be gentle.", said Mai, fluttering her eyelashes. -=-=- "I don't think you'll be able to beat me, Miss Xiang." "Really, why do you say that? Oh, and please... call me Chun Li.", the Interpol agent asked as she laced her boots. "I'm the good-guy, you see, Miss- uh- ... Chun... Li- and the good-guy... *ALWAYS* wins!" "Hm, Miss Bryant-" "Sarah... please.", the blonde imitated Chun Li, smiling. Chun Li chuckled slightly at the joke and continued. "*Sarah*... what makes *you* the good-guy?" "I fight for Truth, Justice, and Honor!" "That's all it takes to be the good-guy, huh?" "Yup! So you see, Li, ya can't win!", Sarah clucked her mouth and fired her imaginary pistol at Chun Li. Chun Li pushed the finger from her face and sighed. "Little girls shouldn't play with guns. Forgive me if I hurt you badly... I don't know how to pull punches.", Chun Li said flatly, with a wicked smile. -=-=- Yuri had lived a life of violence and fighting. Her father, brother, and boyfriend (?) were all martial artists, so of course she too followed in this tradition. There was little that could scare this steeled warrior... little except for that insane girl cackling in the other corner. Yuri's first match would be against the Black Rose, Kodachi Kuno. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!", Kodachi laughed madly, sending chills up Yuri's spine. Yuri flinched when she realized she was staring and Kodachi was looking right back. The Black Rose smiled evilly and approached Yuri with grace and confidence. "Hot. Isn't it?", Kodachi asked with an eyebrow raised. The other girl was so fascinated by Kodachi's overuse of make-up that it took her a second to register what Kodachi had said. "Huh? Oh, yes- yes it is. But I guess it's a fair trade for the beautiful climate-" "So you must be... thirsty." Again Kodachi's inflection on the words were strange and completely alien. "I, guess-" "Here. Drink.", Kodachi held up a paper cup of water. Yuri looked at the cup suspiciously and considered the wisdom of taking water from a total psycho. "N-no thanks. Uh, thanks any-" "No. I insist. Drink.", she said with a gleam in her eye as she pushed the water into Yuri's hands. Yuri looked in the cup to see the water fizzing and frothing. "Um...-" "It's carbonated.", Kodachi explained. "I really don't like-" "*Drink*." Her eyes widened with madness. Yuri looked at her and decided not to argue. "Heh heh.", she laughed nervously, "Bottom's up!" She took a first hesitant sip then gulped down the entire mixture. "Hey, that really wasn't that ba- ... I- uh- whoa.... ZZZZZZZZZ.", Yuri said as she fell asleep. -=-=- "Nina Williams, eh?" Nina groaned. She was trying to focus on her next fight and this blue-haired freak was bothering her! "Yeah, what do you want?!" "I'm gonna destroy you in about fifteen minutes-", the cop said, checking her watch. "Really? I can kill you in 'bout 10 seconds." "Heh, you're funny." "So is your chest, Flat-top." Tracy sucked in a breath and let that one go... she was proud of her chest and no Irish bitch was gonna tell her to be otherwise. "Do you really think you can handle me with your bare hands?" "Do you really think you can handle me at all?", Nina mocked. "Well I'll let you focus your chi, or raise your level of consciousness, or meditate, or whatever you're doing because you're going to need it to beat me, Mick!" "Oh go suck on a doughnut, Pig!", Nina was tired and annoyed: she wanted to kill. This girl's banter was just getting her in BIG trouble. Tracy ignored the general insult and started to walk away. She came back and stuck her chest right into Nina's face. "These are 100% Tracy, Baby! No imitation, substitution, or artificial fillings!", Tracy said as she flashed her tits then stormed away. Nina shook her head. "Not fair.... She's got more chest hair than me.", Nina said under her breath sarcastically. -=-=- Shampoo was ecstatic. Her fight with Sofia had nearly become a loss until she had turned the tables... by stripping naked. The tactic had its merits, despite its obvious drawbacks: she distracted Sofia, she became more focused, she wasn't sweating all over her fine clothes, and she got more horny. Strangely, it was that last part that helped her the most. Once Shampoo became a shameless slut, Sofia's whip attacks failed to have any negative effect on the Chinese bimbo. In fact, Shampoo was loving it! The more she was hit the more Shampoo demanded harder, faster, and more lashes. Sofia's confused face was one of the last things Shampoo saw before she orgasmed powerfully. Sofia would have won at this point except for the fact that the insatiable purple-haired amazon, leapt up, wanting to receive more punishment with glee. Sofia refused to strike a non-combatant opponent sending the horny ramen waitress into a rage. Shampoo began to beat up Sofia demanding to be struck until she had inadvertently won. So Shampoo was one step closer to gaining the crown... and a little piece of Ranma cock. -=-=- "IPPON ICHI!!! [I'm Number One!!]", exclaimed the bouncy red- headed modern ninja girl. Mai offered her hand to the fallen Ranko and helped her get up. "Good match, you gave me quite a workout." "Not quite good enough, though. I didn't beat you." "You almost did! I had to put you down though, Ranko... that teleporting trick of yours was *really* getting on my nerves!" "I'm sorry-", Ranko started. "Yikes! Don't apologize! Just mix a little more offense in with those teleports and you'll do better in the next bracket... hey, I wanna celebrate and it's not often you meet a competitor who is as good a sport as you, do you want to go get a drink together?" "I'd love to- um- I've gotta check on someone first. Maybe I'll bring her along and we'll see you later?" "That'll be great." -=-=- "Guess even the good-guys lose sometimes... the law of averages, ya know!", Sarah quipped as she rubbed her sore bottom. Chun Li smiled kindly. "You weren't half bad, Sarah... against a normal opponent you would be awesome, but I'm a little out of your league. Don't feel too bad, you gave it your best." "Chun Li, you were positively SUPERNATURAL! I mean, I saw- and felt- *fireballs*?! Chunster, you made the sky go dark! I may have a lotta of technique, but I think I better look into the more spiritual aspects of the martial arts from now on." Chun Li frowned slightly. "You can do that... please... just be sure you know what path you're taking before you begin to walk it." Sarah was left to ponder Chun Li's cryptic message as Chun Li walked away. -=-=- "-sorry, but you were disqualified-" "BUT SHE *DRUGGED* ME!!!!" "You were late to the match, there's no discussion." "ARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!", Yuri screamed in frustration as she stomped away. "That *BITCH*!!!" Yuri demanded vengeance against the twisted schoolgirl known as the Black Rose. "I *swear*... she'll pay!" Yuri had found herself naked and bound in a supply closet nearly half an hour after her match, why had she been so stupid and accepted that drink?! "Hey, watch it!", Ukyou said irritated when Yuri ran into her. Both had dark angry faces as a result of the outcomes of their matches. When they saw each other they blinked in surprise and looked each other up and down. "How come you-", they started in unison. They paused in an attempt to throw the other off, "-look like me?", they completed together. -=-=- Nina chuckled happily. Her fight with Tracy had started out slowly; Nina continually had to stop herself from using lethal attacks, she wasn't used to pulling punches at all and as a result took a beating early on. But she quickly gained a rhythm and began kicking some flat-foot ass. Tracy adjusted too, retaliating with amazing pyrotechnic ki attacks that would have blown the assassin to Kingdom Come had she not been so well trained. For all Tracy's flash and power, Nina still had the grace, speed, and technique... Tracy hit the mat a few moments later. Nina wished that she could be there when Tracy awoke... the badgirl had ripped open Tracy's t-shirt and pulled down her shorts: And the finale? Nina shoved Tracy's tonfa up her blue-haired pussy. They say that to be an assassin one has to have a good sense of humor and humility, well this was as funny as Hell and would certainly teach someone something about humility. So despite her bad day... Nina was feeling better. -=-=- "Demoness." "Ugh, it is not enough that you defeat me? Now you want to rub it in?", Morrigan groaned. "You realize you should be dead." "I concede, you're more powerful than me... here." "However, I did promise you a talk." "Huh?" "Before I destroy you and your kin, I'd like to know why there is such a gathering." "You're a strange one. Your kind usually kills first, and asks questions later." "Answer the question." "Coincidence." Rose began playing with her scarf; Morrigan got the message. "Honestly. Most of it *is* a coincidence. A few have arrived to meet the others who are already here but it was just a matter of luck." Rose stared her down again. "A-and- uh- there's the matter of a Demon Slayer." "Me?" "Hah! You may be able to handle *me* (for now) but you're not even *close* to a true Demon Slayer! This being presents a true threat to my race." "How does this concern me?" "He earned his title from his ability to kill demons... that doesn't mean that's all he *can* kill, that's all *we* care about. But he destroys *anything* he thinks he can gain power from... your little circle should beware. My kin are here to destroy it! Your help would be appreciated.", Morrigan forced the last sentence out. Rose looked at Morrigan thoughtfully and considered. "I'll report back and see if I can confirm your story... if this being exists, perhaps, there is something I can do." "You realize that your circle is so arrogant to think that they can destroy him by yourselves... they will order you to kill me then destroy Evil Ryu. Do you really think you can were so many of ours have failed?" Rose didn't answer. -=-=- Ukyou was usually one to hold a grudge. This time, however, she realized her fault in the matter and quickly reconciled with her opponent, Sakura. Right now she was celebrating with Sakura, Mai, Ranko, Sarah, and Yuri. Ranko had invited her but she hadn't expected to see Sakura there; when she did, though, the two made up and became quick friends. Sakura was easy to get along with once one got to know her, Sarah's presence was testimony to that. Besides, what was a little nudity between girls? The six girls were already comfortable with each other by the time they were ready to leave and a couple of drinks had begun to loosen them up... and thus their conversation began to move to more intimate topics: boys. "You did *WHAT*?!?", Sakura cried in disbelief. "I can't believe you flashed him in front of his brother!", Ukyou said, equally shocked. "Have you no shame?! What did Terry say-" "Forget him!", Yuri interrupted, "What did *Andy* say?!" "Andy went crazy!", Mai squealed in delight, "He started to scream at me, then attacked Terry for not looking away fast enough! Then, when Terry left, he yelled at me some more-" "And that was *good*??", Ranko asked, not understanding Mai's enthusiastic tone. "No, that part was awful! But it got his blood boiling and so when we made up, we made out... hot and passionately!" "*AND*?!", everyone asked eagerly. "...And then he stopped.", Mai said, her face falling. "Oh.", everyone groaned in disappointment. "Andy's a real gentleman....", Mai said sadly. Everyone was quiet for a moment. "So you get off by flashing?", Sarah asked innocently. "What?!" "I mean, showing off to Andy is one thing... but while Terry was around?!", Yuri added suggestively. "I can't believe you!", Mai yelped. Everyone laughed at Mai as she blushed furiously. "I happen to be proud of my body, Yuri!", she stated in her defense. Her face turned redder still when Sakura pointed to the tiny tank-top Mai wore that said: HOT BABE! "What about *your* guy, Yuri?" "Uh, Robert... we- we're still just- uh- friends.", Yuri stammered. Mai pointed her finger coyly. "That's not what I saw, last time you thought you were alone with him in the storeroom-" "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WERE SPYING ON ME!!!" "Anyone in your life, Sakura?" Sarah snickered slightly when she heard the question. Sakura shot her a dirty look. "Not yet... but *OH*, he's wonderful!" "Who is it?!" "Ryu, of course!" There was a slight gasp; evidently all of the girls recognized the legendary warrior's name, of course they were all fighters, so it was to be expected. "I *knew* I recognized the technique! Shotokan karate is so very similar to our form.", Yuri nodded. "Ryu! Isn't he a little old for you?", Ranko asked with a raised eyebrow. "Isn't Robert a little old for her?", Mai jerked her thumb at Yuri, then in a more sympathetic voice, "If you two really love each other, then go for it girl!" "Um, well... I don't really know if he feels the same-" "Oh, how romantic! But you've been training together, right? And all this time you've been hiding your true feelings-", Ukyou said in a dreamy voice. "Actually... he's never met me." "Huh?" "I've just been watching him from afar. I'm his greatest fan you see! I'm fighting in this tourney to earn his respect and his notice... otherwise he'll just blow me off as a little school girl." "Wow....", Ranko said in a far off voice. "What?!", Sakura demanded. "You're really weird.", Ranko said reluctantly. "Scary. Definitely more like scary.", Ukyou agreed. -=-=- After the day's fights, Ranma found the locker room and gym to be his favorite voyeur sites. There, he could watch women strip and change into their small, skintight workout suits. Then he could view them bouncing, flexing, spreading, and sweating as they worked out on the machines. Finally, the objects of his lust would have to strip nude, shower, and dress to go... this was Heaven! "Has he been like this all day?", Kasumi asked in a hushed tone. Nabiki nodded sorrowfully as she pointed to the ponytailed boy jacking off and drooling in front of the wall of monitors. "I beginning to think he might need a cold shower...." -=-=- Akane collapsed onto the floor of her room. Hinako helped her up and to the bed. Competition was fierce! The extraordinary fighters that hung around Ranma were nothing compared to some of the women who were out there today! Akane had done her best but only managed to squeeze out a draw with one of the more mortal fighters. Akane was so exhausted she hadn't bothered to warm down after her fight, so Hinako was coaxing her to get up now. She sat up numbly, her muscles aching, ears ringing, and body sore. "T-thanks for coaching me, Hinako-sensei", Akane mumbled weakly. Hinako waved her hand. "Akane-chan, call me Hinako. I think we are friends now." "Hai.", Akane grunted. "Here, let me massage your muscles... if you don't relax them a bit, they'll be all tied up in knots tomorrow morning." "You're right." She moved stiffly as Hinako helped her take off her gi. "Oh, that feels great." "Shhh... just relax.", Hinako cooed. Hinako worked Akane's muscles, applying techniques she had learned for other purposes. She rolled Akane's neck and moved down her spine. "Hey!" Akane jerked when Hinako unclipped her bra. "Hush... relax...." She eased her student onto her belly and stroked her bare back, focusing on the area between the shoulder blades. She tugged on Akane's pants and set them on the floor; this time, Akane didn't react, allowing herself to enjoy the cool air. Hinako moved to rub down Akane's feet, then her calves, her knees, and finally thighs. Soon Akane was entirely relaxed... sort of. Akane was nearly dripping with excitement, tense only in her lower regions. She knew Miss Hinako had changed yet she had almost come to *expect* something hentai to happen! This is what happens when she was away from Ranma too long. Blast Nabiki! Why did she have to pick Ranma! Then Akane realized that Hinako was hunched over her, raspily breathing on her neck. Akane could feel Hinako's aura all through her body. Hinako held Akane's shoulders gently and bent down to kiss her on the back of her neck. "I... should be going now. If you see Ranma, say hello for me, Akane.", Hinako said abruptly. She left. Akane fell back on her pillow... confused. -=-=- Mai couldn't believe it! She just couldn't believe it! When she had heard strange rumors of how some of the other fights were going she dismissed them as simply rumor... despite her second-hand knowledge of how Sakura's and Ukyou's fight went. So she had ignored the gossip about King's fight, waiting to hear it from King herself. When she asked King denied all the rumors and when pressed she excused herself claiming to have a headache. , Mai had thought... until she got to her room. Inside she found a laser disk laying on her bed labeled: King versus Cammy. Mai shrugged, popped it in the LD player and forgot about it until after she showered and changed; she slumped down on her bed and flipped through a hundred boring channels, stopping when she suddenly recalled getting the disk. Pushing PLAY she was greeted with the sound of a loud bell and the sight of King and Cammy beginning their match. In the early part of the recording, it contained exciting displays of high skill; Mai found herself cheering King on, aloud, at times. Then *IT* happened. Mai stopped it when it was done, backed up, played it again in disbelief. , she wondered uncertainly. Fake or not, Mai was finding the content to be extremely stimulating. Setting bookmarks to play the segment over and over, Mai lay on her flat stomach... her not-so-flat chest mashing against the soft bed. Propping her chin up on a pillow she watched the erotic fight run in front of her eyes as her hand slipped into the front of her thong. Mai was wearing only a small thong and a loose tank top. She began to caress the outside of her moistening lips and bit her fingernails as she masturbated to those images. As the bosom blessed babe came closer to a climax, she squeezed her eyes shut tightly and clenched the edge of the bed. Suddenly, she felt two slender hands slip through her shirt and cup her round breasts. Before she could throw off the person, she felt a second pair of hands grope her round bottom... a smooth ass cheek in each small hand. "Hey, Mai... whatcha watching?", Yuri asked innocently as she kissed Mai's ass. "You started the party without us, Shiranui.", King observed as she felt around Mai's hand. "You're wet." "K-King.... Y-Y-Yuri?" Mai was confused and horny, unable to resist, yet knew that she should. "Where'd you get the tape, Mai?" Yuri pulled the thong away and licked Mai's cunt from the rear. Mai was already being invaded by two set of fingers... Yuri's tongue sent her over the edge. "My, Mai, you cum fast!" Mai moaned loudly as King returned to molesting Mai's breasts. Yuri inverted, bringing her entire face under Mai's crotch. King squeezed Nature's generous gift to Mai, molding and fondling the soft flesh. Mai reacted to King's groping by creaming madly... her breasts were always extremely sensitive. As they pleasured each other, Mai wondered... -=-=- Ranma was very pleased with the progress of Nabiki's plan. Already, many of the women were losing their inhibitions... soon they would be groveling at his feet for a little piece of him. Ranma felt a presence and spun around. "Wild Stallion?", Nina asked with a raised eyebrow. "A literal translation of my name- ah...." "Nina Williams-" Ranma took her hand and kissed it. "Delighted, Miss Williams.", Ranma bowed, not yet taking his eyes from Nina's generous cleavage. "You're assuming I'm not married?" She stepped forward. "*None* of my guests are married, Nina.", Ranma smiled. "I sense an ulterior motive...." She moved in closer. "How did you get past security?", Ranma asked flatly, his warm smile fading instantly. Nina's face was inches from his, it still retained an inviting look. "Does it really matter?", she asked coyly, playing with the zipper of her green bodysuit. "Of course not... but humor me." "Well, do your fancy computer files say anything about it?" "I'm not sure.... Ikari?" "Yes, Sir?" "File: Williams, Nina." "Yes, Sir. Nina Williams. Origin: Ireland. Fighting style: Koppo techniques and Aikido. Age: 22. Height: 161cm. Weight: 49kg. Bloodtype: A. Likes: Tom of "Tom and Jerry" as well as tea with milk and scotch. Hobbies: Traveling and recalling lost memories. Work: Assassination. Comments: Miss Williams is silent and-" Ranma held up a hand, signaling Ikari to stop. Ranma started to speak but Nina cut him off. "Very detailed... but your little computer has a few facts a little mixed up.", she said in a breathy voice. "Oh?" "Oh yes. You see, while I like tea with milk and scotch... I really *enjoy* serving up milk... and honey." Nina cupped a breast and slipped a hand between her legs suggestively. She took Ranma's face and pressed it between her breasts. "You think, I'm stupid enough to sleep with an assassin?", he said between kisses. Following the slow descent of Nina's zipper. "No. But I do think you're horny enough to." Ranma was on his knees and stopped at her navel. "You're right." Ranma continued kissing and unzipping until he reached a point right above Nina's mound. "Are you naughty?", he asked playfully? "Nuh uh!", she shook her head while biting her thumb, "Nina's a good girl." "Well let's just see how 'good' she is, shall we?" Ranma pulled the zipper all the way down in one instant, exposing Nina's steaming pussy. Ranma peeled the thin material to both sides of her lips and admired it. Still on his knees he shook his finger. "Nina!", he said in a scolding voice, "What did I say about fibbing young woman?" "Oh, sorry Daddy! I'm a bad girl! Punish me! Punish me!" Nina seemed to be lost in a different world as Ranma ate her out. , Ranma rejoiced. Ranma ran his hands along Nina's ass surprised at how skin-tight Nina's suit really was. As he probed her with his tongue, Nina fondled her own breast. Soon all their clothing was on the floor and Nina was edging Ranma towards the bed. Nina had her arms around his neck and her tongue deep in his throat when she pushed him back upon the bed. "Oops! Heh heh.", Ranma said nervously as the wall slid away and revealed a giant monitor with an array of smaller ones displaying their actions from all angles. He sat up slightly and pulled the remote from out under him, tossing it away. Nina looked at the screen with obvious interest. "Wait a sec, what's this?", she said, retrieving the remote. "Oh- uh...- just a security cam-network- heh heh." "Bullshit. You need 16 different angles to secure your own room?!?", Nina said, playing with the remote. "Never can be too safe!" "You... you're a voyeur-" "Hey, now you just hang on-" "I am too!" "-oh, really... um- cool!" "Oh yessssss.", she breathed as she climbed over him, "I get my kicks spying on unsuspecting folks... why do you think I became an assassin?" "Uh....", Ranma said, dumbstruck. "And it gets me really going when I'm watching someone that I really *know*.... my sister for instance. Would you like to see photos of her in the shower?" "You have a *sister*?! Oh boy, could you get her here, too!" "She goes for that kind of thing, but I don't know where she is... last time I saw her, we were trying to kill each other." "Sisters always fight, I'm sure you'll work it out-", Ranma tried to comfort her. "No, I mean, we were really trying to kill each other. I'm an assassin, remember?" "Oh yeah." "I want you, Stallion!", she panted as she chewed on his ear, "But I want to really get in the mood for wild, passionate sex... com'on, let's watch somebody with your 'security' network." Ranma moaned as she humped against him and complied. Voyeuristic scenes displayed themselves upon the viewscreens sending Nina into a frenzy. The blonde bombshell guided Ranma into herself bouncing off his hips repeatedly. Ranma arched his back, thrusting deeper into Nina, who moaned wildly. But her eyes were not on Ranma, but on the girls on the viewscreens... her every thrust and moan a mirror of what she saw, imagining herself in several sexual situations at once. Little did she know, the same scene was occurring elsewhere. -=-=- "Damn...." "You keep saying that!" "I can't help it! Tracy we, don't need to watch this! This is obviously not the 'business' meeting we were looking for!" Bill cursed his luck. After barely evading Rally's advances (What was *wrong* with that girl!?!) Bill was left in a bad state. Tracy came along and suggested that they stakeout Wild Stallion's room. Bill welcomed the thought of work to get his mind off perverted thoughts but ended up here. "Bill, you're a professional, you know the greatest secrets are whispered in bed!" "Ugh.", Bill groaned in submission and picked his binoculars back up. "Besides, it's fun to watch!" "What!" Bill sprayed his coffee. Tracy went over to help him wipe it up, stopping at his pants. Her eyebrows raised. "Hm, seems like you agree....", she said coyly. "Damn, give me that!", Bill growled as he took the paper towel from her. "Com'on, you've gotta admit it's exciting. You obviously find it... stimulating.", Tracy giggled. "Shut up, Tracy." "I mean, look at that bitch take it! She's a total slut!" "You didn't look like the innocent virgin after your match with her, either, Tracy." Tracy shot him a dirty look. "Didn't look all that bad either.", Bill mumbled into his drink. "What was that?" "Nothing." "No, I heard you. Did you find *that* exciting? Seeing me prone and helpless, with my clothes torn off. A hard rod shoved up my pussy... I bet you wished it was you and not the tonfa!", Tracy said, sounding insanely horny. "...." -=-=- Chun Li listened to the animalistic groans with detachment. This wasn't what she was looking for, still... she had a duty to perform. At least that's what she told herself. Secretly, she was turned on by the sounds. Who wouldn't be? Chun Li had never really considered herself a sensual being, she kept that part tightly locked up, hidden from others... sometimes even herself. It was a must, given her occupation. Chun Li turned the volume all the way down and decided to listen to the tape later. She doubted her bug would be detected so she didn't have to monitor every second of action. The Interpol agent walked over to the window and stretched out her arms behind her head. Looking out, she gazed at the reflection of the moon off the waves and let out a soft sigh. She caught herself staring longingly at the moon wishing *he* was with her. Chun Li cursed herself for going soft... he had picked his path and she had picked her path. Yet she could not help wondering where he was. -=-=- Ryu had driven off the advances of several women with a cold cold shoulder, icy even... while that didn't completely work with some, jogging quickly would leave the all hormonally rampant masses behind. He wasn't completely sure where he was going, he wasn't even quite sure why he was here... he just kept wondering in the general direction his gut told him to. What kind of island was this? Was everyone so mad that they would dare make offers to a complete stranger?! How could they so easily throw their bodies away? To join with someone was to bond spirits... if one or the other left, there would be an incomplete soul... an incomplete soul meant an incomplete chi and that meant an incomplete fight. Didn't they know that?! He could never....- Ryu shook his head trying to clear it of his impure thoughts. He had once... almost... but never again would he be so foolish. He adjusted his sack and forged onward. -=-=- While not colored, it did cause Cammy to color. The tiny micro-cam placed in Wild Stallion's quarters was giving her a perfect black and white view of the perverted activities within. This was not really her first experience with such footage: one of Colonel Wolfman's friends used to bring explicit surveillance tapes and show them in the lounge as a joke. Cammy would run away blushing madly and Wolfman would admonish him it as bad taste on her behalf... he was so sweet. Cammy thought back to her match with King. That would be something to keep out of the mission report when this was all over. Evidently, the Dust was already being distributed to certain people across the island... but how? Cammy did a background check on King to find that she had been a former bouncer for the crime boss, Mister Big... was King in cohorts with Wild Stallion? , Cammy thought as she watched Nina and Ranma squirm in bed. It was good to know a few friendly agents were about, hadn't she seen Chun Li? Cammy reminded herself to thank Chun Li for setting her up under Col. Wolfman's division. Cammy began to think a lot about Col. Wolfman. She blushed when she realized she was rubbing against the table leg obscenely. Suddenly a hand covered her mouth. Cammy screamed through the hand and bit it, as her assailant lifted his hand she slammed an elbow backwards into his gut. As he reeled backwards Cammy spun to face him. "WHO ARE Y- ...", Cammy felt her voice leave, as she choked on a dry lump in her throat. It was Vega. Even without seeing it, Cammy knew he was smiling underneath that mask... and he was. "Acordarse de mi, chica? [Remember me, girl?]", Vega smiled, lifting his claw. Everything went black. -=-=- This was one of her stranger cases. The Russian detective did not just accept cases on a whim, there had to be a foundation behind someone's suspicions before she would take a case. Of course there was an exception... the Organization. Ever since they had taken her memory, they had been her obsession, anything that had even a hint of their involvement, she would be on it in an instant. So when she received a file containing information about the Organization's involvement in a tournament Sofia signed up right away. Soon after signing on, she was attacked by amateur bunch of thugs... interrogation proved that the events were related, but the thugs knew little else. Their employer was blond and handsome, well-dressed they said... that was all they could give her. Sofia decided to figure it out on her own. That was why she was here: listening to Wild Stallion and Williams with her spy mike. The laser microphone could pick up sounds off vibrating glass from almost half a mile away, more than enough from where she sat. While there was no mention of the Organization yet, Sofia still paid rapt attention to the sounds. She had talked to Nina only a few hours ago, and the cold blonde she had talked to before was nothing like this insatiable assassin. It seemed that the file's info on an aphrodisiac drug was valid. And if it was real, Sofia knew she had probably already unwittingly taken some of it. This drug would also explain the atrocious behavior of some of the women on the resort, including that Shampoo girl who had defeated her. It probably explained why she was feeling so horny listening to Wild Stallion and Nina too. It also gave a reason for why she was jamming the handle of her whip into her tight, wet sex. It gave logic to her groping at her large firm breasts. It justified her panting like an animal as she pleased herself sexually. Thus it was sensible and rational for her to continue all night until she blacked out from exhaustion. -=-=- Ryu ran his hands through this wet hair, tilting his head back letting the warm water run down his chest. Nothing was better than a relaxing shower after a long day of training. Ryu suddenly froze as he sensed a presence. The frosted shower door slid away revealing a lithe girl wearing only a long white headband; which she was now undoing. Ryu watched Sakura's pert breasts move with her arms as she undid the headband and dropped it to the floor. The schoolgirl took two steps into the shower and shut the door closed. Ryu started to stutter some protest when Sakura stopped him with a passionate kiss. The Shotokan fighter's vices left him as he embraced the small girl in the kiss, his leg pushed between Sakura's spreading her legs. Sakura moaned, running her hands along Ryu's powerful chest. Ryu stroked Sakura's compact buttocks and teased her ear with his lips. Sakura continued exploring Ryu's body until she found his stiffened penis. She knelt down and pushed the damp strands of hair from her face as her eyes widened with awe. It was so *huge*! She had once seen her little brother's dick by accident... this pole was a monster by comparison. Wantonly caressing Ryu's erection, Sakura squeezed its swollen head and licked the subsequent fluid. She forced it into her mouth and sucked Ryu, squeezing his balls, until he came down her throat. She choked slightly, banging her chest with her fist. Ryu helped her up, his eyes filled with desire for the young woman. Ryu also picked up her headband and began tying the ribbon around Sakura's wrists. The gesture was more symbolic than practical as such bonds would never hold the female fighter, but it heightened the situation, nonetheless. Ryu took Sakura's bound wrists and hooked them over the top of the shower-head. Ryu ran his large hands along her small frame and stopped to play with Sakura's small breasts. Each nipple was stiff and pink as Ryu squeezed them between his fingers. Ryu used his fingers to probe Sakura's sex, he teased her unmercifully, never seeming to hit the exact right spot for long. Lifting one of her legs slightly, he returned the oral favor. Sakura was extremely wet and swollen by that point. She had to beg Ryu for more before he stopped. He soaped up his palms and slid them over her chest and between her legs. Ryu continued to add soap until Sakura's entire body glistened with a silky sheen. Sakura was extremely vocal at this point, continually begging to be impaled. Then the usually stoic man seemed to be lost in a depraved fury. Ryu lifted both of Sakura's thin legs and brought them up to his waist. Ryu entered her in one quick instance, and continued to slam in and out of her slick hole. Ryu clutched her bouncing bottom as his hips humped back and forth. Sakura screamed out. She could hear Ryu groaning over the sound of pelting water, she could smell the intoxicating perfume of soap and sex, and feel Ryu's throbbing member thrusting into her, filling her so completely. Her senses were being overloaded with pleasure; it was almost too good to be true.... it was. Sakura woke up sweaty and masturbating. She hugged her knees to her chest and chewed on her lip, lucky for her the spot she had picked to sunbathe in was isolated. The air was slightly chilly and it was pretty dark so Sakura quickly gathered her things to leave. She couldn't find her swimsuit; it had probably been swept up by the surf, so she simply wrapped herself in a towel and snuck back to her room. She had never been so passionate in her fantasies... maybe it was the exotic nature of the island? -=-=- "...Hah! Very funny! Well good night, Ranko!" "Good night, Ukyou.", Ranko waved. As soon as Ukyou had gone a dark frown crossed Ranko's face. "Alright, you can come out *now*! You know it is really hard to relax when there's a presence hanging over you the whole time.", Yasha said in an irritated voice. "But you managed, regardless. You were always quite the actress, Yasha." "Ugh, I wasn't acting... I do like being with Ukyou. It was weird having you floating about the whole time!", she complained. "There there.", Morrigan comforted the other succubus as she materialized out of the air. After an uncomfortable silence: "Have you decided yet?" "Yes." ".... Well?" "I've decided I want to return-" "That's wonderful news! You can't know how worried-" "-*AFTER* I finish my stay." "Yasha, you can't have it both ways!", she raised her voice. "I think I can!", Yasha smiled. "That's not the way it works!", Morrigan said, almost angry. "It's the way *I* work! You've forgotten what it means to be a succubus! We make our own rules!" "No, *you* have forgotten, Yasha! I've had my rebellious streak... and PAID for it! You're speaking to someone who already did what you are about to do... it isn't worth it!" "Morrigan, don't worry about me... I've got an ace up my sleeves." Morrigan sighed and took a fighting stance. "I have orders to bring you back: if you won't come willingly then I will just be forced to take another route." "I'm staying.", Yasha said evenly, also raising her guard. "Even on your best day, Yasha, you couldn't take me!" "Maybe not, but what if it was your worst day... Rose must have weakened you some." Morrigan answered by dashing forward. She crossed her arms in front, her bat-wings morphed into razor blades and swept in matching arcs. Yasha teleported away reappearing in her actual form. Yasha raised her hand to fire off an attack but she was stuffed by Morrigan's Shadow Blade. Yasha floated around Morrigan for position and found it, slamming Morrigan with a energy attack. "We don't need to fight!" "Will you go with me?" "Yes. ....-but not right now!" Morrigan shrugged with a look that said "See?" and fired off a Soul Fist to counter another attack from Yasha. Morrigan suddenly flew high into the air, flipped over Yasha, and grabbed her from behind. She held a bladed bat-wing to Yasha's throat. "Yasha!", Morrigan pleaded, "You're coming back!" "No way!" Yasha teleported behind Morrigan and held her in an arm-lock. Suddenly both succubi felt a strange, supernatural chill up their spines. "Good evening ladies.", smiled Akuma. -=-=- "OH GOD! YES! FUCK ME! HARDER! FASTER!" "Damn! Damn! Damn! Tracy you're so damn tight!" "OH! OH! Shit! UNGH!" Tracy had her ass up in the air as Bill screwed her from behind. Their clothes lay about, save Tracy's crop-top which was rolled up above her firm breasts. Their sloppy mess dripped onto the desktop, which they fornicated on. Then Rally walked in. "BILL!" "RALLY!" "TRACY!" All three cried out in surprise, embarrassment, and shock. Rally took in the scene for a second more, as tears welled up in her eyes, and stormed off. -=-=- "Rally! Rally! Wait a minute dammit! It's not like that!", Bill called out as he tried to zip up his pants. Then he mumbled to himself, "Aw shit, you've really done it this time! ... RALLY!" -=-=- Ryu looked up at the bright moon. It was light out enough for Ryu to see his own distinct shadow. Ryu flinched when he saw himself in the shadow, smiling back evilly. He shook his head and looked again... nothing. Ryu sighed sadly, why did this nightmare continue to haunt him? It couldn't be real! He had tried every meditation technique he knew of, yet he could never fully remove the image of his darker self from his mind. Was his spirit trying to warn him of something? Ryu had always kept his path pure. Perhaps by repressing his dark side it was fighting to come out.... Ryu decided not to think about it if he could help it. Ryu propped up his duffel bag under his head and closed his eyes, trying to find peace in sleep, but he would not find it. ... "Get up." ** Blood. "GET UP!", Akuma ordered as he kicked Ryu in the head. The bloodied fighter struggled to his feet, hands lifted in defiance. "NOW STAY DOWN!!! HAHAHA!!" Akuma sent Ryu back to the ground with a quick roundhouse kick. Ryu got back up, stumbling slightly as he advanced. Akuma smirked and stepped forward again to deliver another blow, but Ryu dodged at the last second and punched Akuma in the side. Akuma roared in anger and hammered Ryu back down with two fists. Ryu hit the ground hard, coughing more blood. Akuma winced and clutched his side, Ryu had been hitting that spot all day, and despite his outward appearance, Akuma was beginning to feel it. A trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth. The demon ignored it. "You pathetic *WORM*! Is that all you can do?!?" Ryu didn't answer. Instead he rushed Akuma and tackled him into the rushing river. The two Shotokan masters grappled with each other as they were swept up in the river's powerful current... and off a waterfall. Ryu's plan had worked perfectly up to this point: the rapids and fall was disorientating enough to prevent Akuma from teleporting away, but Ryu hadn't planned past the waterfall. When Ryu hit the water, he blacked out. Trapped under the powerful currents of the waterfall, Ryu floated to the bottom of the deep river bed. Ryu's world stood still. Images of his life, his enemies, his friends, his battles... his fight, flashed before his eyes. Gouken's face appeared... a flash... Gouki's sneering face replaced Ryu's master. His mind split screaming each side screaming for dominance: "Wake up! You'll drown here if you don't move!!" "Heh, what's the use, Ryu? You survive this- and Akuma will finish the job. Let me give you the power you need!" "Don't listen to him! You have it with in yourself! Call upon it!" "Yes, call upon it, Ryu! Call upon the true nature of Shotokan karate!" Ryu's body began to glow, a supernatural flame burning even under the cold depths of the river. A silent scream went out under the water, backed by a spiritual intensity... even Akuma, crawling out of the drink felt a gripping in his heart. Ryu was screaming, burning with long stored chi tapped in a time of need, as was the demon that had just tried to possess Ryu... Ryu's spirit was many times stronger- it devoured the demon. Then it stopped. Suddenly a figure erupted from the surface of the water, performing the signature move of Shotokan masters, the Shoryuken. He landed on the bank, grinning at the surprised demon. "Impossible.", Akuma gasped. "Hello, Old Man." Akuma looked over the man. He sounded like Ryu (but more wicked), he looked like Ryu (but darker), his aura even felt like Ryu (yet more black). If the demon didn't know better he would have thought that this being was one of his own. Akuma looked into Ryu's eyes and froze... he felt as if he was caught in flames for a moment. Akuma shook off his surprise and laughed. "Don't you mean, 'Sensei', Ryu?" "You have taught me well... but you are no longer my master." Evil Ryu proceeded to battle with Akuma. Their fight took them through into the forest and beyond earshot of the river. Evil Ryu had the upper hand throughout the battle, only Akuma's tactical decision to retreat saved him from destruction. Ryu washed up down- stream still unconscious. When he woke up there was no sign of Akuma... it had probably just been a bad dream or hit his head against a rock. ... Ryu's eyes shot open. The nightmare had disturbed him, true, but that was not what woke him. Ryu closed his eyes and tried to get a grip on the chill that threatened to over take him. He was not *sure* but he was fairly certain... Akuma was on the island. -=-=- "What do you want, Fool?", Morrigan asked with an acid tipped tongue. Akuma grinned at the two succubi then suddenly turned grim. "Where is Ryu?" Gouki grabbed Yasha's wrist, squeezing it hard. Yasha tried to teleport away but found herself unable. "What?!" "Ryu, where is he?", Gouki demanded. "There are only females on this island, Akuma, Ryu would not be here!" "He is here... I can feel it. I don't need your help finding him. Although I didn't know it would pain you so much, just from me asking....", Akuma smiled again, lifting Yasha's defiant chin with his free hand. Morrigan pulled Yasha free of Akuma's grip and seemed to shield her. "Don't touch her, Demon.", Morrigan threatened. "You will stop me?" Akuma raised an eyebrow, his smile widening. Yasha shuddered. "I'm not interested in her, Succubus. I have come for Ryu. I sensed your presence and just wished to give my greet-" Akuma was cut short, his head twitched and his smirk turned to a frown. His voice changed back to its menacing tone. "Enough, babble... Ryu must die!", said Gouki. "Of course, give me a moment to say farewell-", said Akuma. "They are of no consequence-" "They are *family*.", Akuma stressed, ending the conversation with himself. He cleared his throat and straightened himself out, "You see what I have to deal with, Morrigan.", Akuma sighed while rolling his eyes. "I just wanted to warn you that Ryu (and I) have both become more powerful than ever before and if-... heh, heh- *when* we battle, this whole island could possibly be destroyed. You may want to leave... and take your mortal friends with you." "What if we just make *you* leave?" Akuma smiled. Morrigan attacked. Gouki took over, as usual whenever they encountered a combat situation. Gouki blocked the attack and reversed it into a Dragon Punch sending Morrigan through the air. He leapt and fired two Kuchu Go Hakodens into the flying body. As a finishing touch, Gouki caught the falling succubus with the Shun Goku Shatsu. "This grows boring!", Akuma complained. Yasha ran to Morrigan's side, cradling the wounded succubus's head in her lap. "You- you bastard!" Yasha stood to attack the demon. Akuma glared at her, his aura flaring. Yasha collapsed to her knees under the power. "You have been warned. Be thankful you're not my enemy.", Akuma growled. "I'll give you one day and one night." -=-=- Nina left Ranma's room in a daze... WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!? The plan was: Let him get down to her belly-button then grab his head and twist it off, like a toothpaste cap! She wasn't supposed to go *THAT* far! Fuck, she slept with her target! Sure that was how some girls did it, but Nina prided herself for not ever needing to sleep with a target to get the job done. "Well that's one tradition broken.", she grumbled to herself. If she hadn't clubbed him over the head (several times, with very heavy objects)... he'd still be at it- Wild Stallion, indeed!!! But her target still wasn't eliminated! Nina decided letting him live another day wouldn't kill her... besides she had to wait until she was less sore. Nina groaned as she felt her sex, Ranma may had left her a little sore... but that was only because she kept asking for more! He was the best she had ever had. Somehow, despite his school-boy-like horniess, Ranma had an intimate knowledge of sexual technique. He did not just mash her breasts like rubber squeeze toys or jam his fingers into her, expecting her to cum... no, he knew what he was doing. The boy even played with her ass some. Nina hated anal sex, yet Ranma's hand work was so superb, that she came, twice, while he screwed her in the ass. "It's a damn shame to have to waste a guy so young... and so skilled.", Nina sighed. But money was money, right? Perhaps she had better get one more fuck out of Ranma before she waxed him. "After all, I've got- ", Nina faltered, her head suddenly feeling woozy. In a few seconds everything was black. -=-=- "My God, he's SO *handsome*!" "Easy girl, calm down... are you even sure he's alive?" "I can't believe it's really him!" "Sakura, what's he doing here, lying outside like this-" "No, he does this kind of thing, I should know." "Well, you're the resident Ryu-fan.... Should we wake him?" "He's probably in a state of meditation-" "You *snore* when you meditate?!", Sarah smirked. Sakura shot her a look that said: "It could happen...." "Oh I could just watch him all-" Her voice left her as Ryu's eyes suddenly shot open and she found herself staring, face to face, with her idol. Her breath left her and her heart skipped a beat with surprise when he suddenly rolled and flipped to his feet. Ryu eyeballed the two girls: A tall blonde and a young Japanese girl with her eyes wide open and her jaw slack. Ryu decided to address the blonde... there was no drool coming out of that one's mouth. "Is she alright?", Ryu gestured to Sakura. "Oh, she's just a little star-struck." Ryu looked confused and Sarah laughed. "Hey, how come you just woke up? Aren't martial artists supposed to be fully alert even in their sleep?" Ryu shook his head again, in confusion and decided to answer the question. "I usually am... I just had a rough night, I guess.", Ryu said, making more conversation than usual. He wasn't used to waking up to strange women standing besides him... better to feel out the situation than take an immediate hostile stance. "Well, you can usually sleep better in the rooms.", Sarah said in a patronizing tone. Ryu didn't seem to react to Sarah's tone and that threw her off a bit. "I didn't- ....", Ryu thought better, realizing he didn't have to explain himself. "I have to go, excuse me." Ryu didn't need any girls bothering him now. Ryu began to walk away. Sakura still stood in awe, not moving until Sarah nudged her in the ribs. "Hey!", Sarah whispered, "He's getting away!" "Wha- huh? Oh! Oh, yeah! ... RYU! WAIT!" Ryu stopped. The girl obviously recognized him, by name and face... not just as a member of the opposite gender... like so many of the other women the night before. "Yes?" "Uh... I- will you- um...." Sarah rolled her eyes and sighed impatiently. "Will you train the poor girl?! She wants you to become her sensei. She is devoted to Shotokan karate and its discipline." Shotokan Karate? Now, this girl had Ryu's attention. "I'm still learning. Too busy training myself to be anyone's teacher. I don't have time for little girls." "I'm *NOT* a 'little girl'!!!", Sakura said in outrage. Ryu bit his lip, holding back a smile. He had to admit, this kid had spunk... and she was cute to boot! Ryu began to forget his dark dreams and ominous feelings. "Alright... does this young lady have a name?", Ryu asked Sarah, pointing to Sakura. "I'm Sakura and I can speak for myself!" "Well, Sakura, I'll train you- " "YAAAAY!!!", she rejoiced. "-*IF*... you can catch me!", Ryu shouted as he began to run down the shore. "Hey!", called Sakura. "Better, go get him girl, he's pretty fast!", Sarah cheered. Sakura obeyed and sprinted after her idol. Sarah shook her head and laughed to herself. Sarah turned around and spotted Ryu's things. She stooped to pick up his bed roll... she stopped, feeling dizzy. Then darkness. -=-=- Ryu was running as fast as he could. Lodoss Island was shaped like a seashell that sloped into the ocean. The wide part of the Island was the beach front and stretched for a couple of miles. The "hinge" end of the "shell" was a high and sheer wall of cliffs. In the area where the beach started sloping up rocking outcroppings and stone began to jut out of the sand. As one went along the shore there would be less and less sand and more and more rock, until it was all rock. Ryu and Sakura were approaching this point. Ryu glanced behind him to see Sakura keeping pace a few yards behind. , Ryu smiled. He spotted the outcroppings. The rocks were slick and slimy, several feet off the ground, and a with many cracks, holes, and separations between them... no problem. Ryu hopped from pillar to pillar dashing towards a tall stone wall. "Shoryuken!" Ryu applied the technique to double his jump and cleared the height without trouble. "Okay! I can do it! Sho-oken!" Sakura sailed upwards but didn't clear it. As she hung from the cliff Ryu gasped, about to turn around and catch her when Sakura pulled herself up. "Not bad, not bad....", Ryu said to himself. Sakura dusted herself off and began to chase him again. He was with in tackling distance and there was no where to go! Ryu smiled. Ryu stepped off the edge causing Sakura to gasp, then she heard it: "Tatsumaki Sempukyaku!" Sakura watched her almost-sensei Gale Kick away from her and land gently on the shore several meters below. Ryu called up to her, "Sakura! Here's your first lesson: Never hold back!" While Sakura pondered how that applied to the course she just ran, Ryu disappeared into the forest. -=-=- While Sakura stood upon that high cliff, she didn't realize that she was also standing upon a secret facility on Lodoss... so secret that even Ikari and his eyes did not know it existed. In fact, it was so secret, that only the original owners of Lodoss knew of the command center built under the face of the cliff... Shadowloo. Vega... was a member as Shadowloo. He was also carrying a blonde over his shoulder. The Spaniard patted Sarah's behind and put her down. Sarah was set next to three other people. All three were women. All three were blond. All three were fighters. All three were missing pieces of their past... all just like Sarah. It was no coincidence. "Time to wake, my darlings.", Vega purred. He picked up a remote and punched a few keys. Soon, the four women began yawning and stretching... quickly their eyes shot open and they leapt to their feet. As disorientated as they were, they quickly gained their bearings and surroundings. "YOU!", Sofia shouted. Not waiting for the others, Sofia rushed forward to attack. As the distance closed, Vega tapped his remote and Sofia felt her body betray her... slowing until she was frozen in place. The other girls found themselves unable to move to Sofia's aid. Vega waltzed over to Sofia and removed his mask. "You are very beautiful. Favor me with a kiss?", Vega smiled and leaned in, stealing a kiss from Sofia... a tear rolled down her cheek. "Now go back to your corner with the other girls." Sofia found herself unable to control her actions, moving stiffly to the wall the others. "I- I... can't m-move!", Nina struggled. "Of course you can, just not of your own violation." "What have you done to us!?!", Sarah demanded. "I've done nothing... nothing that hasn't already done to you before. Isn't that right Unit 1?", Vega smiled as he walked past the three girls and approached Cammy. Cammy was gripping the wall, her face blank and eyes wide... she seemed to have no awareness of her surroundings. Her body was trembling slightly. "W-what's wrong with her?" "Unit... attention!" Cammy's heels clicked together. Her hand jerked into a salute as she stood still and statue like. At the same moment Vega gave the command, the others felt chills through their bodies... and undeniable urge to comply with the order, yet they were able to resist. "You see, you three were failures... Cammy was the perfection of our technique. You three were taken too late in your lives for too short an interval to be fully integrated... in fact you three all have pasts past the ones we gave you. That is why you are able to resist. Cammy on the other hand... was taken young and practically raised by Shadowloo. She has no history before us, she lives because of us, and has become fully integrated. We had high hopes for her, we also had hopes for you. Using the technique we perfected, on her, on you, would have made each of you equally powerful... and loyal. But then Interpol had to step in! A raid on our labs allowed them to destroy our work and capture our prized Unit 1 to use as their own agent... in the chaos of the raid, you, Nina were abducted by the Mishima Corporation. You, Sarah, were taken by the Syndicate. And you, Sofia, were stolen by the Organization. These forces took advantage of our temporary weakness and robbed us of years of work! Using your malleable minds to input THEIR desires!! We had lost the technology ourselves and considered assassinating the four of you... but we decided to run an experiment. The fundamental programming could never be removed... could it? We could find out! Let these four women infiltrate these powers and one day... one day, return to our side as they were always meant to be!!! So here you are, back with us. Some of you disappoint us... Sofia, you escaped from the Organization and became a lowly detective instead of the mole you were supposed to be!!! Sarah, you left your position to go to college, lounge by the pool, and have quality time with your brother?!?! But, Nina, darling... you make us proud. Not only have you maintained your contacts, you've gain new ones and continued to hone your abilities like the killing machine you are!!! But despite your stations in life, you all dispatched those test attackers with ease. All of you are still worth very much to us. So... what do you think?" "I think you talk too much! Com'on over here and I'll bite your nose clean off!!!", Nina snarled. Vega sighed... and sent them all back into darkness. -=-=- Ryu chuckled to himself, Ryu sighed and moved to pick up his duffel bag. "YAAAAHHHH- wha- Whoa! **" Sakura panted, trying to get her breath back, he had thrown off her ambush well. Ryu helped her off the ground. "Pretty clever, huh? I remembered that you left your stuff here and I knew you'd have to come for it, so I doubled back and waited for you to show. So are you gonna teach me or what?!" "Well, you still didn't really *catch* me, but yes, that was good strategy. .... I really can't teach you, Sakura.", Ryu shook his head. "Please! I'll willing to train hard!" "I still haven't found a way to teach Shotokan." "How can you say that?! You're a Shotokan karate master!" "No, you really don't understand, do you?", Ryu shook his head, "Shotokan is not just a technique... it is a way of life." "Then I'll live it! I'll live it... with you.", Sakura pleaded desperately. "I'm not ready-" "And you never will be, if you don't teach! Mentoring is the only way to continue growing!" Ryu smiled sadly. "You are very wise... and very foolish. I'm sorry." "Please....", Sakura said on the verge of tears. "Maybe someday... I'm sorry." -=-=- Hinako-chan giggled as the hermit crab clutched the end of her twig and dangled in the air. The little girl was playing at the pools of water that were trapped in the rocky side of Lodoss Island. The pools were teeming with life: shells, starfish, and exotic types of seaweed, all great (if not a bit smelly) playthings for a curious little gal. She had wet sand on her feet and her hands were pretty muddy. Just then, Hinako-chan caught a glimpse of something shiny. It came from the shoreline below. Ready to investigate she carefully moved down to the sandy shore from the high rocks. When she got to the bottom she dusted her hands off and looked around for the shiny object. Again, the light caught her eye. The shiny thing was being dragged in and out by the waves so Hinako ran over to pick it up. Lodoss Island was an uncharted island. No cargo or shipping lanes passed anywhere near the tiny paradise. The currents were just right that a constant tropical stream surrounded the island, that also kept things like driftwood or dead whales or empty oil drums from washing up on shore. But Hinako-chan didn't know any of this... all she knew was that her find was an icky, soggy, cellophane covered cardboard cigarette box. -=-=- ** "YAAHOOOOOO!!!" ** "*HEY*!" Yuri's personal water craft wake turned Mai's inner-tube over dumping her into the crystal clear lagoon. Mai stood up and looked at her gorgeous designer swimsuit in horror... it had gotten wet!!! "Ooo, *YURI*!!! WATCH IT!!!" "You're *supposed* to get wet!", King chided from the sand. "But, now it's ruined!", Mai pouted. "Better get out of the drink before it dissolves...", King laughed. "$600 down the drain.", Mai mumbled. "*$600*?!? Isn't that the amount you billed towards cocktail napkins last month!?!", King asked. "Um... heh heh.", Mai smiled sheepishly. Through out the entire island an angry voice could be heard screaming: "*MAI*!!!!!!!!!" -=-=- "Nabiki?" "Hm?", the middle Tendo sister looked up from her book. "There were no one was scheduled to leave yet is that right?" "Yeah, why?" "We seem to be missing a couple of guests..." "What?!" "Her. Her. Those two. And this guy.", Kasumi pointed as Ikari brought their images to the viewscreen. Nina, Sofia, Cammy, Sarah, and Vega without his mask were pictured. "Who's he?" "Ikari has no clue... he isn't on the guestlist, he's not wearing a tag, and we don't know how he got onto the island. But at least we have this video of him." "Bring up the attacker during the banquet, Ikari." "Yes, Ma'am... and I'm one step ahead of you. You're guess is well founded. They are almost certainly one in the same." "Ikari, how can you not know who this guy is?", Nabiki said annoyed. "I paid good money for you and you're not doing your job!" "Excuse *me*, but if you didn't keep me on a closed network maybe I could make regular updates to my database!", said the insulted computer. "Okay, okay... I'm sorry. What about Miss Vincent, does she know who he is?" "No, by their conversation they had never met, and they did not run into each other after that point." "Damn! How can a guy just disappear?!" "What about the girls? Is there a connection? At what point did they disappear?" "Um... it seems I have, ah, forgotten.", struggled Ikari. "*WHAT*?!?", Nabiki yelled. Ikari winced... as best as a computer can. "I can't see how it is possible, but someone accessed my routines and erased those sections... I could not find record of those four women." "Shimatta! What kind of security computer *are* you anyway?!?! Shit!", Nabiki cursed. "You've got to calm down, Nabiki. Think clearly now..." "You're right, you're right, Kasumi" "Okay, what do we do now?" Nabiki breathed in slow and level, talking calm and evenly: "What now, Sis? We proceed as if everything is normal. We alter the match-ups to cover the disappearances. Give the girls a little more free time to enjoy the island...." "And then?" "And then... we panic." -=-=- "Rally? Rally. Com'on Rally open up.", Bill leaned against the door a sighed. ** Bill ducked as a bullet splintered through the door, only inches from his head. "SHIT! RALLY WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!" ** "HOLY!-" ** "GODDAMN-!" ** "SWEET MOTHER-" ** Several people poked their heads into the hallway and watched as Rally stepped through a swiss cheese door into the sawdust filled air. She looked down at the cowering Bill, from her face she had obviously been crying. But right now she was simply pissed. "Get up. We've got work to do." "Rally, you've got to let me explain-" Rally whipped the magnum around to silence him. Billy shut up as he looked down that .45 caliber hole. "I'm not speaking to you.", Rally said curtly. -=-=- As Ryu emerged from the dense flora he spotted something- correction: someone- that he could not possibly be seeing... it simply could not be- could it? Ryu shook he head in hopes the vison would fade yet it didn't. Was it- was it really *her*? The Japanese fighter watched the lovely Chinese Interpol agent training on the rocks above the surf. The clothes were different. The technique refined. The woman mature. But this was certainly the woman Ryu knew... Chun Li. Usually reserved, Ryu didn't know how to handle the swell of emotions that was overtaking him... Ryu didn't know if he should feel: joyful at finding her after all this time; fearful at how she might react; angry that she had not stayed with him when he asked; or sad at all the time they had wasted... Ryu realized how he felt. He felt confused. ... It began many years back. At the time they were just a pair of teenagers... kids really. Ryu was even simpler then than he was now. At this point he had not even ventured forth into the world, he had not met the rich American boy who would become his life long friend, he had not had his master slain by an evil demon, he had not scarred the giant Muy Thai master who would hate him forever, and he had not begun his life as a Street Fighter. Ryu was simply simple. He was dedicated and determined yet isolated and naive... at the same time, kind hearted and good. So when a wounded Chinese girl stumbled into the Dojo, Ryu acted quickly to aid her. His innocence went so far as to have no shame as he stripped her to dressed her wounds... he was simply doing what was right and what was necessary. When the girl came to Ryu was amazed to see someone filled with such hate, rage, and burning thirst for revenge. Her name was Chun Li. She had fought her father's killer... and lost. The monster- the monster's name was Bison. Chun Li had tracked him all the way to this isolated mountain top, only to be defeated and battered to and fro almost instantly. Only a powerful aura distracted Bison enough to cause him to stop... later, she and Ryu would know that aura was Goken's. Chun Li first awoke, screaming that she would defeat Bison and tried to rise. She nearly stood but her wounds were to extensive and she collapsed under the pain. Chun Li then sobbed in frustration onto poor, confused Ryu's shoulder. Finally, after she had finished, she slapped Ryu. Hard. Ryu rubbed his cheek and promised. Chun Li fell unconscioness. She remained asleep, slowly healing for several more days. During that time, Ryu went to his master asking for guidance on how to treat the confusing girl when she awakened. Goken smiled and told Ryu that he was going on a short trip. Ryu puzzled over Goken-sensei's words hoping that he would return before Chun Li awoke, but it wasn't to be. When the girl regained conscioness, she demanded to know where she was and how to leave. Ryu calmly answered her questions but explained she would be unable to leave until she fully healed... the only way off was on foot, and that involved descending the steep mountain. Chun Li was determined to leave, but all her attempts failed. One even worsened her injuries. Ryu warned that he felt compelled to restrain her if she didn't have the self-control the do it herself. Chun Li hated Ryu. As far as she was concerned, he was her jailer. But Chun Li resigned and realized the need to heal. She limped on crutches one morning to watch Ryu practice, the boy went through his form, performing move after move over and over. Chun Li nearly dozed off... but then it began. Towards the end of his training session Ryu's breathing slowed, his eyes closed, his face grew fiercly concentrated... his body began glow with Saint Elmo's Fire... and- "HADOKEN!" A spitball of blue ball lightning fired from Ryu's palms for a couple of feet before fading out of existence... the attack was quite pathetic compared to the chi attacks Shotokan was capable of, but quite impressive to a girl who had never seen such a feat. , she demanded as she leapt to her feet. Chun Li knew if she gained such power, she could wield it better than some bare-foot peasant and would be the key to defeating Bison. She *had* to know the secret! Ryu shrugged and told her. Chun Li shook her head, Ryu explained it once more and Chun Li screamed in frustration... was this boy an idiot, too?! The next day Chun Li snuck out earlier to see if she could catch Ryu's secret. Instead she caught him bathing. Chun Li felt a warm blush come over her as she viewed his young frame. Somehow she had not seen it before, but he was extremly attractive. Chun Li felt a flutter in her heart then grew furious at herself. Her father was dead! She had no time for such thoughts. Chun Li looked up to see Ryu standing before her, she looked down to see that he was nude. She screamed. Then directed her anger towards him. Ryu, didn't understand. He tried to explain. What was the problem? Hadn't he seen her nude already? Was it so important? Suddenly Ryu, who had never been ashamed of his body before, was feeling very embarassed. He didn't know why but he didn't feel right. From then on, Ryu swore to himself never to expose himself to her or vice versa... for it seemed to upset her greatly. Besides... she slaps pretty hard. Chun Li forgave Ryu later that day. They had got to talk and she realized that Ryu was really as naive as he behaved. Chun Li, who had come from the bustling metropolitan cities of China had a hard time accepting that a person could be so innocent, but their chat changed her view. Over the course of the next few days, Chun Li grew better and she and Ryu talked a lot. Chun Li began to learn the philosopy that was behind chi manipulation, even using it to heal herself a little more quickly, and a lot more about Ryu. Chun Li began to develop a crush on the good hearted boy and began flirting with him. Ryu never got it. Ryu was comfortable with the girl now and spoke truthfully and straight forward as was his nature. Ryu would never mince words and would direct to the point of almost being blunt. So when Chun Li would flirt he would question her behavior, taking all the fun out of it, and angering Chun Li. Finally Chun Li realized that she had to be direct with him. "I like you, Ryu. Do you like me?" "Yes, I value your company." "You do?" "I-... can't see my life without you, now." "Oh, Ryu!", she beamed happily and leaned against him. Ryu was at a loss what to do, so Chun Li put his arm around her. "Do you think I'm cute?" "'Cute'?" Ryu looked confused. "Pretty, beautiful, attractive-" "Everything is beautiful, Chun Li. The rock, the cloud, and even the spider- oof!" Chun Li elbowed him and turned away, upset. "Oh! Now he's comparing me to spiders!" Ryu cut her off. "*But*! .... None of those things can hold my attention for as long as your face.", Ryu smiled, pleased with himself. He was catching on somewhat, but he was mostly happy that he was making Chun Li happy... that had become very important to him recently. The girl was delighted. She wrapped her arms about him and gave him a big fat kiss... Ryu liked it. In fact he smiled in a goofy way from then into his sleep and into the next morning before his face got tired. The more Chun Li learned from Ryu and the scrolls he gave her to study, the more she seemed to be at peace, the more she seemed to mature and control her rampant emotions. By this time her wounds had fully healed but stayed to continue to learn. At this point, Ryu found that beneath Chun Li's giggling exterior was a serious and deep person who Ryu really came to respect and admire... even love. But the more they learned about each other the more Ryu felt the scars and torturous pain Chun Li felt inside. The terror that would suddenly grip her for no reason or the panic that would cause her to jump awake at night... Ryu felt helpless and wished Goken would return. As Ryu grew closer to her he also grew more sensitive to the bitter taste Chun Li woke up with every morning. She seemed to ignore it, trying to cover it up with the happiness of her new relationship... but it just mingled the flavors. Chun Li began to cry more and more on Ryu's shoulder. Chun Li knew, she just *knew* she loved Ryu, couldn't that be enough? She didn't need revenge did she? But the day came. Chun Li "mastered" the ki throwing technique. Right now it wasn't much, but she would train and learn to increase its power. There was no reason to stay at the Dojo... no reason except Ryu. "Ryu... I- I- I'm leaving." "..." Ryu was at a total loss for words. "I know revenge is not the way. I have conqured my thirst for vengance. I control my emotions and my fate. I am doing this only for honor's sake. I have not lost my way....", her words were empty and they both knew it. She had given the textbook answer. She was out for revenge. Ryu didn't know where it came from but he suddenly became angry. "*HOW* can you say that?! *How* can you lie to yourself- to *me*- like that?! You're letting your heart blind you and your hate consume you!!" "You're not me... you don't know what my heart says." "Yes I do! Chun Li, we share a soul! I know your heart, I know your heart because it is mine!" "Then you know I need to do this!" "I know you need to *NOT* do this!" "*YOUR* father WASN'T *MURDERED*!!!" "No, I never knew my father." Both Ryu and Chun Li were quiet a moment. Then softly, Ryu continued, "But I know you. I- I- I love you. Chun Li, you can't go." Chun Li shook her head sadly. "Oh Ryu. If you love me, truly love me, come with me! You share my heart, you can only make it stronger! Come and help me destroy Bison!" "I agree, Bison must be stopped... destroyed if necessary. But it is because I love you I can't help you kill him. Even if you have me, even if you have the power alone, even if you have your desire, even if you crush Bison... you will be empty because your hate will have stopped your ability to feel. You will destroy yourself if you do this." "Then be there to pick up the pieces. Be there to hold me when I realize my folly. Be there when I need you the most! Come with me!" "I can't- can't leave, Chun Li. Not for this." "Why?" "My studies- M-Master Goken... I must learn the true meaning of The Fight." "So you will not leave... even for me." "Chun Li-...." "My vengance and your Fight. I'm not sure either of us really understand love.... I'm leaving tomorrow Ryu." "I-I-I.... I understand.", Ryu forced the words out, choking over a sob. Chun Li turned away to cry. "Ryu." "Yes?" "I *do* love you." ... All these memories came flooding back to Ryu as he watched her train. Ryu didn't know what to do. He took a step forward, then hesitated... he was forgetting something, something important. Yes, that night... that night. ... Ryu gazed upon the moon unsure of his unclear thoughts. He wished for a moment- just a moment- that he could walk on the moon. Yes... that would be his dream. Ryu shook his head. How could he think of things like that?! Ryu couldn't understand why his feeling of great sadness had so quickly passed. He tried to dredge up grief, strife, and sorrow so that he could properly mourn, but he could not find it with in himself. Perhaps the shock was too great from him to be sad yet. Ryu wanted badly to be with Chun Li... if it was to be her last night, he should be with her. Not sulking in her anger. He couldn't even grasp the fact that they had fought... they had aruged. While she had yelled at him and disagreed with him and been upset with him before... he had never felt angry towards her. The feeling was wrong and out of place. But how else could someone feel when a- a- loved one... decided to destroy themself. But it was her choice. And part of loving someone was accepting her choice. Ryu wanted to make things right. He started to get up when the door to his room slid open. There stood Chun Li, with her long hair down, in only a sweater and biting her lip. "C-C-Chun Li-", Ryu gasped. He tore his eyes away from her legs in shame... he had swore! "Shhhh..." Chun Li knelt down in front of him and began to undo his belt. "Must you always wear that gi? It's so tiresome.", she choked trying to sound playful but was obviously emotional. Chun Li slid the top of Ryu's gi off and folded it neatly, in the manner she had seen Ryu do many times. Ryu was still looking away, but Chun Li turned his chin to face her. "Ryu...." The kissed softly and meaningfuly. Chun Li played with Ryu's muscular chest as they made out while Ryu kept his arms, awkwardly to his sides. Chun Li noticed and broke their kissing. "Touch me....", she whispered. Ryu again was not trained in this field. Chun Li took his hand and began guiding it to her thigh but Ryu stopped her. "No, not yet.", he said softly. Ryu pushed her back slightly so he could see her face better then began to caress it with his hand brushing her bangs aside and feeling her cheeks and soft lips. "You are beautiful." Ryu reminded her. "You talk too much." Chun Li laughed at her oxymoron and firmly put Ryu's palm on her thigh. Electricty shot through Ryu's body from that touch... he had never- he never dreamed- Chun Li was so soft, and yet under her legs were smooth steel-like muscle. Ryu began to stroke her leg causing Chun Li to moan. The sound sent a shiver through Ryu's spine and caused him to experience yet another new sensation. Ryu had previously had errections but for no apparent reason. They would come and go with out much of a thought. But this time the reason for his excitment was apparent and his stiffening even more so. Now that his member stood upright for a reason, it gave him all new feelings he had never thought possible. Chun Li had realized his excitement too, and was helping to maximize the experience by rubbing against him in that specific region. The couple began to buck passionatly in a manner that seemed impossible for the stoic Ryu. Ryu plam was already rubbing Chun Li's pantied bottom driving the girl insane. She pushed him away and reached down then pulled her sweater over her head. The boy was put into a state of shock by Chun Li's bare chest. He had seen it before, but not in this context... this time, the view was more than natural beauty, it was one of desire. Ryu did not hesitated to grab Chun Li's breasts fondling them eagerly... in fact a little too eagerly. Chun Li yelped and asked him to be more gentle. Ryu sheepishly apologized and began to caress her breasts softly, teasing the nipple and surrounding sensitive areas. This, Chun Li found to be even *more* offensive! She was wild with passion and shoved her chest into Ryu's face to suckle. His administrations more than sufficed this time around. Chun Li hand hunted for Ryu's hardened member and found it. She undid his pants and removed his loincloth with deft dexterity and began to stroke his penis. One hand squeezed and stroked while the other tangled in her hair as she tilted her head back, lips parted to moan. Ryu was becoming lost in the moment as well. Chun Li's hand and moans were the most stimulating thing in the universe to him at that moment. Her breasts were the most beautiful and entertaining objects in all creation. He thought himself near the edge of Heaven. All their clothes were shed and Chun Li lay on her back, her legs about Ryu's waist. Ryu was bent over her, his aching errection demanding entry. Chun Li held her breath waiting to be filled... but it never came. Ryu fell to the side and wept. He couldn't do this to her... he couldn't take a part of her soul and then let her leave. The passion disappeared and their minds cleared. Chun Li seemed to know what Ryu was doing without him saying a word. She understood and began to cry too. They held each other and fell asleep. The next morning, Ryu found himself alone. ... Shorty after, Master Goken returned. Ryu became angry at his master for the first time. Why couldn't he have been there? Why did he make Ryu go through such suffering? Slowly Ryu began to accept. He didn't understand but he accepted his sensei's lesson. Ryu wasn't sure, but he felt he had lost a part of his soul to her despite his attempt to keep it. Ryu trained and worked around it, always striving to be better... and though his skill seemed to peak, Ryu always had the nagging feeling he had not reached his potential, that he had given it away. Was it time to get it back? -=-=-