Hyperomegasonic

Chapter 2 Late afternoon, early evening The doors to the Illusion Bar banged open, allowing 2 limp bodies to fly through and land in a crumpled heap on the pavement outside. “And don’t come back, d’ya hear!?” a feminine voice roared contemptuously as the doors swung shut. Dusting her hands off, King stalked back to her Bar, a sneer on her androgynous face, the patrons all giving her a wide birth. Standing at 5 foot 9, King was a striking presence with a face that would be referred to as handsome rather than beautiful (though she herself would beg to differ). Her almost innate aptitude for extreme channelled violence, coupled with her skills in Muay Thai kickboxing, had served her well during her time at Southtown…so much so, she had attracted the attention of Mr Big, who had hired her on as a bodyguard/bouncer, promising her a “salary” that would allow her to pay for Jean’s medical bills…the only reason that King had accepted. It also garnered her the respect of many denizens

Haohmaru. He has faced many dangers in his time; demons and other monsters being forced into the world. And he has fought back against them, with all that he was, he and his allies, defending the world in order to make it thrive, prevailed and stood fast the way it was now. However, there was always the fear that the same ancient evils that he combated in the past would one day rise again in the future. And that is when he made the decision that brought him and others he fought alongside with to this era, in the hopes that they may defend the world yet again from sinister forces. As of right now, Haohmaru was walking down a desolate road in the currently corrupted city of Niigata. Having been separated from his allies after the incident that occurred at the Big Swan Stadium, he was out on his own, hoping to find anybody he could still call his ally. But so far, he's only found trouble, with the corrupted punks trying to ambush him every which way he turned. With minimal force, he was

Chapter 1 Southtown – Bay Area, 2012 A.D. Near the Kyokugenryu Dojo “HYAI!!” The unconscious body of a would-be street fighter arced through the air, a bright red boot print covering the centre of his face and smacked into the asphalt of the pavement, rolling a few times before sliding to a boneless halt. “Ha Ha! Howd’ya like that!?” Yuri Sakazaki cheered, setting her kicking foot back down on the pavement. Yuri had her pride and her stint as a hostage of Mr Big…and learning that Mr Big had used her a such to blackmail her own father Takuma Sakazaki into becoming his henchman, simply because he (Big) was scared of him (Takuma) had left her with a desire that bordered on near obsession: that she would never be that helpless ever again. Throwing herself into her Kyokugenryu karate training that Takuma agreed to give her, she was becoming a pretty decent practitioner, despite only being taught the lowest bare bones level…though Takuma and her big brother Ryo would disagree; even

Prologue Nowhere. No-When Darkness. Could it have been a room? A chamber? A wide-open space? It was impossible to tell. The sole source of illumination was a softly glowing object that looked like someone had taken a large geode and cut the top off a la boiled egg to create a small but serviceable table. The glow was enough to show the object was there, but not much else. 3 figures detached from the darkness and grouped themselves around the geode, the glow highlighting their silhouettes, but not much else. “They have reached That point in time,” one of them spoke, the pitch and timbre of their voice identifying them as female. One of the other two spoke up, again identified as a female by their voice; “The crucial point…if they don’t succeed, we may never come to be. What do you recommend?” The third silhouette leant closer to the table. There was no need for it to speak to be recognised as female; the outline was blatantly obvious it was a She. She was, in fact

It has only been a matter of hours since the city of Niigata went to s**t. The Devilish Rockers, Kanato, and Hibiki, have assembled their newly corrupted followers, and the 7 new corrupted warriors that they managed to get a hold and have already started to spread their corruption, practically waging war against the city's police force, and the Ikari Warriors who chose to stay behind in order to fight with the Constabulary. However, holding off the punk rock forces of evil wasn't working out as well as anyone hoped. The corrupted punks were vicious and full of destructive behavior, leaving the Ikari and their line of police units pinned to where they stood as the Rockers' forces advanced. Something Leona's team began to understand while they were hiding behind some overturned cars as the street they were on was nothing short of a warzone...if the explosions were any sort of giveaway, one of which managed to send a police officer flying as Leona and her team...and Whip, huddled

Denka Big Swan Stadium, a Multi-Purpose Stadium in Niigata Japan, held many occasions to this day. And in this case, today, it would be the center for holding the Fuji Rock Festival, as millions of people came to hear all types of music from various bands and performers coming from around the world. Some participants in the "Battle of the Bands" section of the Festival were even renowned fighters, known for taking part in the KOF Tournaments for many years already. Among the crowd was Kyo Kusanagi, alongside his girlfriend Yuki, his best friends Benimaru, Goro, and Shingo, his cousins Souji and Aoi, as well as Shun'ei, Meitenkun, and Isla. They were happy to hear, even though most of them were fighters, not musicians. Yuki honestly thought that the festival would be fun. Benimaru:"Well, I can't complain. Looks like everyone in Niigata is already here." Kyo:"No kidding. Everyone here seems hyped just to hear some songs." Yuki:"Well, yeah! It's only one of the biggest occasions to