Cammy White had been selected for this mission because she was the best that British Intelligence had. This was a one-man job (or in Cammy's case, a one-woman job), and they needed someone who was not only an expert marksman but also a fighter. Cammy had an arsenal of ass-kicking moves that could leave a trail of broken bodies; some people said her skills were deadlier than any handgun that the agency could provide. Guns made a noise. Cammy didn't - or at least, not when she was fighting. Her mission was to infiltrate an enemy fortress known as Shadaloo, run by an evil tyrant named General M. Bison and his army. It was going to be difficult, there was no denying that. Cammy had prepared herself both mentally and physically for what to expect, and she was an expert at solo missions. She didn't need anyone to watch her back; she was more than capable of looking out for herself. She had been dropped off a short distance away from the base, meaning she had to walk the rest of the way. In fact, it gave her some time to practice her skills as she happened upon a small guard post along the road, where two soldiers were standing having a chat, having no idea of who was watching them from the bushes. It was far too late, and it took only a matter of seconds for the petite woman to leap from the jungle and knock the pair out. She hoped the rest of the mission would be this easy...<|im_end|>
A bulky figure stood silhouetted in the glow of TV monitors. The fearsome Sagat glowered even fiercer than usual at the images flickering before him. He watched as a small, lithe, pigtailed girl made a mockery of his mercenaries - and it insulted him beyond measure. The casual, contemptuous way she disposed of them was irritating enough, but the fact she was a white girl made it all the more abhorrent to him.
He snarled like a chained dog, lips curling in a feral frustration. "I am risking a lot on this little stunt of yours, Bison, and I am not enjoying the show."
The hypnotic tones of Bison's voice sounded from the gloom. "Settle down, my old friend! This is just the titillation before the main feature. And when that beautiful creature is in our hands I promise you first go. On my honor." His broad face split in an ugly, oily smirk as his white teeth flashed in the dark.
Sagat looked back up at the monitors. He watched Cammy running right into their trap, her taunt body pumping with energy. "I want to fight her," he growled. "I want to beat her. I want to break her."
Leather creaked and silk rustled as Bison lent forward, eyes glowing with lustful intent. "This girl has humiliated me, and the pride of Shadaloo, far too many times. Now it is going to be her turn. When she enters the Citadel, you can be the welcoming party, and from there it will be our purpose to turn Cammy White into a mockery of a woman."
Sagat threw off his jacket and loosened his shoulders.
"She'll be through that last rabble soon enough. I had better get up there and prepare to greet her."
Cammy White
Bison and Sagat<|im_end|>