Legend of
Ashiura (7)
written by Crescent
Prince
It was like weeks after the match between Kaori and gang, and Gunmeister had neither seen them nor Master Sycia. She had asked Master Kula about her, and all she got was information she had gotten from Jonathan. One faithful day, an odd looking letter was addressed to her.
It read: The Annual
SNK’s King Of Fighters competition would be held soon. Some of the finest
fighters have been invited to participate in this event, and we hope that you
would join us too. We wish you all the best. Thank you.
Her eyes were so wide
that they might just pop out anytime. Inside the envelope, a $20 arcade credits
card was enclosed, with the other necessary information.
Finally, The Annual
KOF Competition… Where the hell was I last year???
Master Sycia and her
unbeatable Iori, what’s next? Where is she?
Will I get kicked out
in the first round?? Or do I still stand a chance against the mysterious Kyoji
Shirakani?
These questions raced
in Gunmeister’s mind. Who can provide the answer??
She never got her answers. And the competition date came so soon, you can even finish saying the sentence:
Damn, cut the crap and get to the freaking story!!! (oops,
sorry)
Many people gathered
at the stadium, where thousands of machines were located for the prestigious
competition. The heat was on, and there was a stench in the packed grounds.
(What else when all of those people are sweating like dogs in the hot June Sun?
Use you brain, use your brain…)
Suddenly, a booming
voice came from the loudspeakers.
“Ladies and
Gentlemen, welcome to the Annual King of Fighters Competition. Before I announce
the official opening of this event, I would like to explain the rules. Each
contestant is only allowed to challenge 5 opponents. If He or She wins, 3 points
will be gained, otherwise 5 points will be deducted. The credits card would
store all information of the respective contestants and the top 100 would enter
the Big Thing. Good Luck, and let the games begin!!!"
Just as Gunmeister
was trying to digest what was being said, a pleasant looking girl tapped her on
the shoulder.
“Yes, can I help
you?”
“I am MoonLily, I
challenge you to King Of Fighters.”
Gunmeister looked at
the girl once more. She isn’t serious right?? She looks more like a TV actress
to me…
MoonLily turned to
Gunmeister, “Oh yeah, I am Master Sycia’s disciple, sent to show you that
you have wasted your time here…”
Gulp, Master Sycia’s disciple?? What will be the outcome of Gunmeister?
To be continued…