Bad Dreams Ch.1
By Morlock and RC

Chun Li leaned back in her office chair and stared out her window at the skyline of Hong Kong. She started took a deep breath and sighed, then winced in pain. She unbottoned her coat and then a low button on her blouse. She checked to see if the bandages on her left side were intact and finding they were she buttoned up her shirt and coat again.

It had been three weeks since she had been released from the hospital. Two weeks since she had been to the road side with the overturned eighteen wheeler and Bison's broken body sprawled on top of a boulder nearby.

Guile had been there with her swearing up and down that he thought Bison had been killed a month earlier by Ken Masters and the mysterious man named Ryu. Then Guile had gotten a phone call from someone with a very faint Japanese accent telling him the location of an overturned rig and a dead man.

Guile had traveled to Thailand and found Bison's body. He had called Interpol immeadiately. Chun Li had been very angry, accusing Guile of all sorts of things before calming down. Chun Li and a unit of agents had gone to the scene with Guile and searched it. Sure enough, Bison's body was there... or what was left of it and his ragged uniform. And sure enough a medic determined the body to have been dead for about a week.

Chun Li and Guile had wondered how Bison was still alive. Papers worldwide had done reports on the destruction of Shadowloo and the death of it's leader. By the time the papers found out about this "new" Bison they ate Interpol alive, accusing them of things left and right.

Chun Li now sat in her office chair pondering the reemergence of Bison and his death. Chun Li's eyes grew hard and she slammed her fist onto a desktop.

"I should have killed the b*stard!" Chun Li sighed then and leaned back. The wooden desk was splintered. She cursed and spun her chair away from the desk. She wheeled her chair over to a locked metal drawer and opened it. She pulled out an envelope and opened it. Inside was a the only thing found at the scene of the "accident."

A long tattered, red ribbon.