Beserker Riot
It's only been a few days since that crazy Morrigan came to challenge me to this fight. A lot's happened, and I've been a utter bitch about most of it. Not only has it been making it hard for my friends, it's allowed this demon to do pretty much whatever she wants in this fight. That why I'm trying to force her foot off my throat, before she crushes it, or I suffocate. She doesn't look like much...then again, neither do I. I guess I should have listened to that Chun Li a little more regarding this lady.
I recall, as I came in, Chun Li greeted me, and I had the honor to watch the closing moments of Ryo facing Spiderman. Chun Li thought it was unusual for him to have a name that sounded so much like her husband's, Ryu. I couldn't really care about it, to be honest. Some things are best left unanswered, ya know?
After ducking a flying kick, that Spiderman guy went ape. We flew across the ground, pounding Ryo with a major assault. It was very impressive, I guess. Ryo went down, and I'd swear it looked as if Spiderman was possing for some camera. What? Does he have a hidden camera to take pictures of himself, to sell to some newspaper? What a corny idea. Whoever came up with that idea needs to see a shrink!
It's a good thing there wasn't no camera, because as soon as he seemed to stop possing, Ryo caught him in a little rumble, and that was nasty! When he delivered the uppercut--I don't think I ever so him go so high with it, or have an opponent soar so far. It was a very impressive victory. By the time I heard them announce him victorious, I headed to the back, to prepare for my fight.
I had a surprise visit from Chun Li before I was set to go. Seems she just finished her match with our bad girl, Mai. Mai had shot up, and was spinning like a flaming meteor, when Chun Li flipped back, seemed to fly through the air, and then nailed Mai with something she calls the Demon Blade Kick. That's what she said, at least.
She gave me some pointers about dealing with this succubus. I'd fought with members of the Orochi Clan...I didn't need advice on how to fight with a demon. Now, I wish I had paid more attention to what she had said. It may save me neck.
I guess I'm not going to die in this fight--I've heard it said that your life flashes before your eyes when you are about to die. All that's happened to me is memories of the last few days, where I haven't exactly made things easy for my friends. I don't even know why I care so much about that clone of Kyo. It's not like I really care that much for Kyo, or Iori for that matter.
Now that I think of it, there was more to this clone than when we first found him. It was shortly after his--departure, when I ran into an old aquaintence. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised to have met Iori there. It's a place that suits him, as well as it does me. Still, he doesn't suit me, especially with our own connections.
"Now, for all you country lovers..."
Immediately, the audience showed their content.
"Show us the bloody hick that wants to hear that crap!"
Up stepped Iori; and the protests died down. Only the drunk and the foolish sought to fight with him. Obviously, he was in a sour mood, and wanted some moody music to go with his feelings.
As it ended, I entered, and made my way to the stage for my own request.
"Now, for your pleasure, we have Fallen Angel."
"What who the...it's that Leona girl. What the Hell!"
"I don't know, but if the Hulk and Thing start rampaging, I'm outa here!"
"Hey, Leona! What brings you here?"
"I didn't know you cared, Iori. Last I recalled, you were trying to be smart, when I fell under Orochi's control. At least I had some sympathy toward you when Orochi grabbed a hold of you."
"Still sore over that, huh? Your as charming as ever, Leona. Service!"
"I don't recall you asking if you could sit here. No! I'd rather keep company with one of those infernal Kyo clones!"
"Glad to see how high I rank with you. However, we do have business. I understand that you had the pleasure of seeing the first Kyo clone; rejected, scared, and scheduled for termination. I'd almost feel sorry for it--having to be a copy of that coward is an insult to anyone. Maybe I could grant him the favor of ending his sorry life."
"Listen, cousin, I'm in no mood for your sadistic humor. I came here to take my mind off of that disaster. Unless you want me to bust your--primary target, again, I suggest you leave."
"Temper, temper, cos. Just satisfy my curiosity--if you saw it, would you recognize the clone?"
"Why...that's...him!!"
"Just what I wanted to know. You're right, it doesn't look much like Kyo. Still there is a familiarity to him."
"Don't mess with him," Leona answered, coldly.
"You know me. I just want to test his skills."
"Iori Yagami."
"Very good. So, do you have a name, or are you just Kyo and a number?"
"I'd say to call me Gerad, but I don't think either of us care for that. Now!"
Gerad rushed at Iori with a fiery fist, only for Iori to easily side-step it. He then smashed three rapid fists into the inexperienced youth, sending him to the ground. No sooner had he stood up, then Iori rocked him into the air with three flaming hits from his uppercut. Gerad tried a different approach with his fists, only for Iori to roll back, and then go forward, slamming him into the ground. Just after he crashed into the ground, Iori's crimson flames exploded, sending him skidding along the ground.
"You're even more pathetic than the original. Now, to end your sad life!"
"Stop Iori!" Leona demanded, as she was dashing across the filled club.
Iori rushed in, to use his Maiden Masher on Gerad. Then, to his shock, Gerad threw his hands back, and threw forth a series of crimson flames, an attack Iori hadn't used since '97! They crashed into Iori, sending him into a wall, and paralyzed him. Gerad, who was already having trouble standing, staggered out.
As it wore off, Iori fell to his face. Leona came over to him, with a very surprised look. As she picked him up, she heard it build up in his throat, before his mad laughter escaped his mouth.
"Splendid! A combination clone of Kyo and I! This is rich! Oh yes!"
Which leads me back here, trying to get Morrigan off of me, and come out of this fight in one piece. I have no idea as to how to get this slut off me. Unless...I usually only use that attack on someone's chest. Guess I'll have to improvise, and hope my neck can hold out.
"Ahh! My leg!"
Just enough for Leona to roll free of Morrigan, which was all she wanted.
That worked, but now I've another problem. My blood's boiling, and wants to rips open this hoe. It's going to be a miracle for me to keep it suppressed, let alone fighting my foe. I'm going to need a lota luck.
"Damn you! Seems that you still have some fight. Let's see how you like this. I call it the Soul Eraser!"
Three beans fired in a circle around Morrigan, and toward Leona. How she did it, one may never know, but she won't worry about the details. Leona rolled under the beams, and kicked, knocking Morrigan outa the blast. She then flipped several more times, smacking Morrigan's head, before launching her. Leona jumped, caught Morrigan, and with a thrust, the violent explosion brought her down.
Leona pulled her dog collar out of her hair, and shook it clear from her eyes, before she rested her foot on Morrigan's belly.
"You're lucky to be alive. Pick up your liver and go!"
*****
I think it's official, now. Life sucks. I made such an idiot of myself. I might as well just be bound up with Sabertooth tearing at me--not like he hasn't done that to me before. Those are the times that I'm glad to be a mutant with this healing factor of mine. Getting back the adamantium hasn't hurt that much either...unless you count my intelligence, and my arrogance.
Figured with all that, I'd be able to take this old fart, Geese Howard, out easily. Yea, I'm a lot older than him--Hell, I'm older than most the men and women I know! Of course, that's another favor my healing factor grants me. Right now, this isn't doing to much for my ego, or my life, for that matter.
I'd the upper hand, and decided to simply try and dive onto Geese's skull, only for him to somehow counter it, proving what a canknuckle head I am. No sooner do I get up, then he grabs me by my wind, and slowly decides to see what type of music he'll hear as he squeezes me. "Winching Waltz" sounds about right.
I guess now's the time when I go into my little flashback; these things are almost always so flaming predictable. You'd figure that they could at least try to come up with a better way to start these things. Oh well, at least it gives my neck a few seconds rest. With the way his grip's growing, I'll take whatever time I can get.
I hate it when people call me in for special favors; I just know I'm going to feel it when I get up next morning, healing factor or not.
Anyway, turns out that I'd get the chance to catch up with a few old friends of mine: Ryu and Chun Li. I still remember the wedding. I'd thought I looked outa place, but I'm surprised Ryu didn't pass out once during the entire affair. Of course, his wedding went smoother than my wedding to Viper. Don't recall hearing that marriage would be easy. With her as the bride, well, just be thankful that she doesn't want to spend any--quality time together. Be even more grateful that she doesn't want to share a bed...hold it, Wolverine, old man. Let's end that thought now, before I start to really feel sick!
So, Chun Li's called back into Interpol, and because of my, record, they also call for my help. I like this Jedrin guy, regular ice-man. From what I know, lost his wife and kid to some mad-man. Ya know that bites.
The blue-haired girl's his adopted daughter, Leona. She's as cold as him, yet I gotta admit, she's a fine looking snow-queen. Had the opportunity to see her in her military dress uniform, and that ain't bad. Seems we also have our own share of similar probs. She has a little something they call the 'Riot of the Blood.' Drives her real off the wall. Did some ugly damage; nearly killed the two dudes with her, Ralf and Clark. Reminds me of me, going through a Beserker Rage. Not quite sure what to make of that Whip girl. Seems to be good with it, from what little I've seen.
"I want to thank you for coming here, on such short notice, Mr. Logan."
"Don't take this personally, bub, but only friends I know have that privallage. For you, the name's Wolverine."
"...I see. I take it that Chun Li has told you some things about this assignment."
"Yup."
I could tell that him and I would get along real fine. Here he was, the commander of this entire outpost, with his top kids, and I'm treating this like we're at a bar, drinking up. I'll bet he ain't ever had a guy quite like me. Then again, I never worked with a man that high up, who didn't hold it against me. Like I said, we'll get along just fine.
He began to inform me of what his little recon unit pulled up. Also, they found out that Bison's back in business. Just what we needed. I had my share of dances with that nut. He goes into the same category as Magneto. In fact, I'm sure he'd've ripped out the adamantium just as magesticly as Mags did. Only other man I've that sorta prob with's Akuma, but that's another issue.
Told them that I'd be on it, and would be ready to start when they were. They gave me the time, and I headed over here, to sink my teeth into some good old fashioned fighting. Turns out Ryu had the same idea, and was fighting a Kyo Kusanagi.
From what I knew, both boys had knocked the tar outa each other. Me, I respect Ryu. I can't think of too many fighters that are as noble in the arena as him. Kyo, I couldn't say, as I'd never seen him before tonight. Looked impressive, though.
He seemed to toss a flame to the ground, which engulfed him, and he sent a combo of flaming fists at Ryu. I thought for sure that Ryu was going to be nailed. Guess it's nice to know that you can be wrong, sometimes. Ryu flattened him with his Shinku-Hadoken, and Kyo's flames were douced. Ryu can add another trophy to his collection.
Damn! Here comes the ground! Looks like Howard will add one, if I don't think of something, fast.
"Raging Storm!"
"Let's go bub!"
If this isn't timed right, I'm going to be in a load of pain. Right between the blasts. Now, let's see how he likes to feel the power of a Weapon X!
"Winner, Wolverine!"
I'm getting too old for this. Maybe I need to retire. Nah! I'd just get bored. Life's what you make it, and I intend to make it a wild ride. Something tells me, that I won't be too far from the truth, especially with Bison being the target. From what I've been told, this Krizalid ain't any easier. With them working together; can we say fun, kids? I thought so.