Breaking Free

Personal Disclaimer: For the most part, not owning these characters is perfectly fine with me. Blanka’s really cool and the girls are hot…but that’s about it. Anyway, I suddenly came up with the idea of writing a fic about Blanka with one of the girls from Street Fighter 2 and since Chun-Li is done to death, and I never played any of the Alpha games (sorry Sakura fans) I’m giving him Cammy. Besides, Cammy’s more likely to run into him than Chun-Li as far as I’m concerned. At any rate, this story will mainly be me having a little fun coming up with a way for Cammy to lose her Shadowlaw control. Let’s see how it goes.

Breaking Free
By The Playing Mantis

The black plane zoomed over the Brazilian jungle, the pilot following the directions given to him by his master perfectly. Looking at his console he saw that the drop off point was getting close so he signaled to a man in a black suit who was leaning against the door. The man in black nodded and slowly walked into the back of the plane, his eyes never wavering from his intended target: a young blonde woman in combat fatigues and a red beret with camouflage markings on her legs. “Repeat your orders,” he said simply as soon as he was next to her.
The blonde woman slowly sat up straight and looked at the man with a blank expression, her eyes glassy and pale from numerous training sessions with the master’s psycho power. “We are to find the fighter known as Blanka,” she said without any emotion. “He is to join our ranks, willingly or otherwise. If capture is impossible; he is to be terminated immediately.”
The man in black grunted and went back to the front of the plane, only stopping when a man in camouflage gear stood up. “What is it?” he asked.
“Are you sure we should be trusting her with a mission like this?” asked the camouflage man. “I wouldn’t normally question the master’s orders, but if she breaks free of his power while we’re down there, we’re all up shit creek, and I’m not going down without a paddle.”
The man in black smirked. “No one has ever broken free of the master’s power,” he said, “But the master was also smart enough to know that everything is possible. If she starts to act oddly at all, you have permission to take her out…any way you see fit.”
“Alright,” said the camouflage man. “When’s the rendezvous?”
“Four days from now,” said the man in black.
“It shouldn’t take that long to find and take down that monster,” said the camouflage man.
“True, but the master is being generous to his most loyal troops,” said the man in black. “The girl has been programmed to be completely submissive to you and your men once the beast has been dealt with. Call it a little incentive to speed your work along.” The two men grinned as they looked back at the young woman, who was, again, hunched over, not looking at anything or anyone.
“Now there’s an incentive,” said the camouflage man. “Give the master my thanks when you get back to the base.”
“Of course,” said the man in black. “Good luck, Captain.”
As soon as the man in black was back in the cockpit, the captain shouted, “You heard the man! Let’s work hard for our master who’s been so kind to give us a true reward!” He and the other men leered at the young woman, who wasn’t paying any attention, who didn’t even seem to notice that the others were even in the plane with her. There was a tapping on the door to the cockpit, signaling that they had reached the drop off point. Suddenly the captain was all business. “All right! Get ready to jump! Blue squadron, set up base camp as soon as we land. Red squadron, you’re on guard duty! Black squadron, you’re with me and the girl. We’re going hunting!” As soon as the back hatch started to open, the young woman stood up and leapt from the plane, not waiting for orders to do so. Some of the newer members of the Shadowlaw army were stunned by this, but quickly fell into place.
The young woman only drew the string to her parachute when she neared the tree line. As the parachute started to unfurl, she braced herself for the sudden change in descent speed, so when she was snapped back she didn’t get hurt. She expertly steered her decent so that when the parachute inevitably became tangled in the trees, she was a mere three feet off the ground. Quickly lifting her left leg, she pulled her survival knife from where it was hidden in her boot and cut the harness from her body. She landed silently on the ground and quietly surveyed the surrounding area.
The beast known as Blanka sniffed the air. He growled. More humans had come to his home. If they left without a fight, then he would let them go. But if even one of them attacked him, they would all die. He made his way to where the human smell was coming from and peered down from his perch. He cocked his head. He only saw one human, and it was a female. She was slowly looking around before her head snapped up to where he was. He held perfectly still, but narrowed his eyes when he saw how dead and soulless her eyes were. The two continued their disturbing staring contest until he noticed another human appear and slowly walk up to the female.
The girl stood stock-still until she felt something lightly touch her shoulder. In the blink of an eye she grabbed the arm of the offender and slammed her elbow back into it’s chest. As the offender bucked forward, she used it’s momentum to easily flip it over her shoulder. Slamming her elbow into the arm, she rendered it useless before grabbing her survival knife and bringing it down. “Agent Cammy White, Stop!” roared the voice of the captain. Cammy’s knife stopped mere inches from the soldier’s left eye. “Why did you attack him, soldier?”
“I was hunting Blanka,” said Cammy, not moving an iota. “Private Berkely interfered with me. Permission to finish him, sir.”
“Negative,” said the captain. “Let him go. Berkely, go back to camp and have that arm looked at.” Cammy stood up and put her knife away before looking back up at where she had sensed something, but whatever it had been was gone now. “Let what happened to that idiot be a lesson to all of you!” snarled the captain. “No one is to go near her until the job is finished. But the man who actually bags Blanka will get first go at her!”
Blanka watched the men smirking and grinning to each other before looking at the woman…Cammy the man had called her. She made no reaction to the comment of her superior, making him almost growl. But he had no desire to be found just yet. He would take them out slowly, one at a time, until there was an amount that he thought he could handle at once. He looked at Cammy again, and actually shivered when he realized that she was looking right at him again.
Cammy took one step towards the movement she thought she had seen when the captain’s voice called to her. “Cammy! We’re moving out! You take point!”
“Yes sir,” said Cammy as she turned and walked away.
Blanka breathed a sigh of relief only when Cammy was out of sight. She was good. Very good. He couldn’t hear her steps at all and knew that if he wasn’t careful, she could easily take him by surprise. She would be the real problem. If he could get her alone, he could probably take her down, but getting her alone would be tricky. Deciding that following them would be dangerous, he instead followed the wounded man, letting the fool lead him back to their camp. As soon as the camp came into view he ended the man’s pain and quickly hid the body. He grinned as he patiently bided his time and watched the men go about their rounds, learning their routines and finding plenty of openings with which to silently dispatch them. Then he leapt into action. By the time any of them realized anything odd was going on, there were only five of them left, and Blanka easily killed them all. He howled in triumph over his fallen challengers before heading back to his cave, leaving the bodies in plain sight as a warning to the remaining interlopers.
Cammy sensed the slaughter before the camp was in sight. She silently held up her hand, causing the captain to immediately quiet his men. The two gave each other hand signals before Cammy slunk away, vanishing into the bushes. “What’s going on Captain?” breathed a soldier behind him.
“Trouble…” was all that the captain would say until Cammy returned, no longer trying to hide her presence. “Report…”
“Blue and Red squadrons have been completely wiped out,” said Cammy blankly. “Most of them went without a struggle, but it looks like five of them went down fighting a savage beast.”
“And so the hunters become the hunted…” said the captain as he slowly stood up and walked past her. “Men, follow me. We have to give these poor bastards a proper burial. I don’t want my men to end up as food to some stupid jungle cat.”
“Permission to continue the search, sir,” said Cammy.
The captain looked back at her and arched an eyebrow. “What is the reason for this, soldier?” he asked.
“Every last body has been torn open,” said Cammy as she looked directly into the captain’s eyes. “And every beret has been dipped in the blood of the men who wore them. Their bloody caps were then placed on their chests…the green becoming red.”
“A personal challenge…” mused the captain as he glanced at Cammy’s bright red beret. “He must have been watching us.” He looked down at Cammy and saw that she still had no emotion in her face. He was loathe to let her go off on her own. He still didn’t trust her completely. “Tex! Powers! You two go with her.” As soon as Cammy got her confirmation she started heading back to the camp to see if she could pick up Blanka’s trail. The captain grabbed Tex’s arm before he followed, whispering, “If she gets out of line, or even hints at losing her brainwashing. Kill her.” Tex nodded grimly before running to catch up to the other two.
As soon as Tex entered the clearing he felt his gorge rising. Cammy had been pleasant with her description of the states of the men’s bodies. They hadn’t merely been torn open, they had been completely eviscerated. Powers was losing his lunch over by the dismembered remains of his best friend, while Cammy was bent low to the ground. She appeared to be sniffing the grass. Tex wasn’t a tracker, but he knew the techniques of one when he saw it, so he let her do her thing while helping Powers get himself cleaned up. It wasn’t too long before Cammy suddenly stood up and looked into the jungle. “Did you get his trail?” asked Tex. Cammy didn’t answer, she just left. “Dammit!” snarled Tex as he grabbed Powers and dragged him along.
After walking through the trees for a few minutes Cammy stopped dead at the edge of a clearing. Tex and Powers almost crashed into her but stopped in time. “It didn’t even try to hide it’s trail until now,” said Cammy to no one in particular. “The trail is gone as soon as it enters this clearing.”
“What does that mean?” asked Powers.
“It means that this is a trap,” said Tex. “We’d better go back and report to the captain.” He and Powers turned to leave, but Cammy stayed perfectly still. “Didn’t you hear me?” snapped Tex. “We’re going back…now!”
“It’s too late for that…” said Cammy as a hulking green creature leapt down from the trees and landed heavily in the middle of the clearing. It was very muscular with bright orange hair that went all the way down it’s back. It wore faded brown shorts and a pair of ankle guards and had a large tuft of orange hair in the center of it’s chest. “You’re Blanka…” was all Cammy said. The creature nodded.
“You murdering son of a bitch!” screamed Powers as he pulled his gun and aimed it at Blanka.
Cammy’s eyes never left Blanka as she elbowed Powers in the stomach and, when he bent over, chopped him in the back of the neck, knocking him out. As an extra measure she grabbed his gun and thrust it into her belt. “I am under orders to request your services,” she said.
Blanka was, to say the least, confused. She hadn’t come to kill him? She was slowly entering the clearing, holding up her hands to show that she had no ill intentions, so he held back, but growled when he thought that she was getting too close.
Cammy stopped when she heard Blanka growl, but kept her hands held high. “My master, Master Bison (Or Master Balrog is you’re a purist), has taken notice of your impressive fighting skills and would like for you to join Shadowlaw. If you would come quietly with me, I assure you that you will not be harmed.”
Shadowlaw? What was that? Blanka sneered. He wasn’t about to follow some water buffalo. Standing up to his full height, he beat his chest and roared at Cammy.
“My orders were very specific,” said Cammy as she put her hands down. “Get you to join us, regardless if it was through peaceful means or by force.”
Those were words that Blanka was used to. When she put her fists up he immediately hunched over again, almost on all fours. The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and Blanka could tell that this female was good. Really good. But, she was also rigid, not loose at all. He could use that against her.
“Don’t even try to get away,” said Cammy as she spun around and attempted to slam the back of her fist into Blanka’s head. Blanka flipped away, kicked off a nearby tree and hurled himself at Cammy. Cammy ducked the attack, grabbing Blanka on his pass and slamming him into the ground with a suplex. Blanka rolled away from Cammy, trying to scare away the little birds that were circling his head. Cammy quickly crouched down and pushed herself forward, feet first, her entire body spinning like a drill. Blanka leapt over the attack and swiped at her. His claws tore the back of her clothes but didn’t touch her skin.
“That stupid bitch…” muttered Tex as he roused Powers. He was impressed with her fighting skills, but she completely botched up the negotiations. Now they were going to have to go back to the camp and get some rope to tie the beast up after she knocked it out…hopefully before it woke up and she had to knock it out again.
Cammy’s outfit was slowly being torn to shreds by Blanka’s wild swipes, but she didn’t seem to mind or even bother showing any modesty. Blanka was taken completely off guard when Cammy took a swipe that completely exposed her chest in order to leap on his shoulders and attempt to throttle him with her legs. “Give in and join us, and this pain will end,” said Cammy, a light panting being the only sort of emotion she was showing.
Blanka gasped and growled as he tried to shake Cammy off, but she was holding on tightly…too tightly. He swiped at her wildly and could see that he was actually hitting her this time, but she wasn’t budging. He was slowly starting to black out from lack of air when he faintly heard someone screaming, “I’ll kill you!” He heard someone shouting and a gun firing, before Cammy pitched backwards off of him. He barely had time to catch his breath and realize that Cammy had been shot before another bullet whizzed past his head. He looked back and saw the man that Cammy had knocked out trying to get a clear shot while the other man was trying to get the gun out of his hand. The first man eventually stomped on the other guy’s foot before punching him in the face. He then charged at Blanka, firing his gun wildly even after he had used up all of his bullets. Blanka roared as he charged the soldier and tore his throat out. He looked up at the other soldier who was slowly getting up off the ground. He muttered something before running off. Blanka slowly turned to look at Cammy. There was a little blood on the side of her head, but she looked to be unharmed otherwise. It looked like the bullet had merely grazed her, not actually hit her, but she would attract a lot of predators to her if she wasn’t protected.
Blanka grinned as he started to leave, but when he looked down at her, he stopped. Her outfit was all but torn completely away. The swells of her breasts were gently rising and falling and her pale white skin glistened with sweat in the sunlight. Blanka wasn’t sure how long it had been since he had had a female, but he knew he wanted this one. He grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder as he headed back to his cave.
As soon as he got back to his cave he dropped Cammy on the bed of grass that he slept on. She let out a small groan, but didn’t wake up. He ripped the rest of her outfit from her body before looking her over. The gun that she had stolen clattered into a corner, but he ignored it. He quickly used the cloth of her clothes to crudely tie her wrists behind her back. Just looking at her beautiful body was enough to make him get hard. He shoved his hand into his pants and ran his fingers over his large green member, before howling in triumph at his catch.
Cammy’s eyes flickered slightly at the loud sound that had startled her into semi-consciousness. She let out a low moan at the throbbing in her head as her eyes slowly opened and she tried to get them to focus, but they didn’t really seem all that interested in working with her. She felt two large hands grab her legs and slowly part them and suddenly her mind snapped into focus. She immediately reared up and tried to punch whoever was touching her before her mission was complete, but found her arms to be tied behind her back. In the split second that she looked back at her arms, a pair of hands grabbed her shoulders and slammed her back into the ground, knocking the wind out of her. As she tried to get her breath back, it was immediately taken away as she felt a long, wet tongue start to slide over her lower lips. “No…” she gasped. “Not done with job yet…” She tried to kick at Blanka, but he held her legs firmly above her body, making sure that she couldn’t fight back. She roared in fury. Her orders were specific… Orders? More like…programming… Was she programmed? No…she followed her master’s…orders…master? Not her superior? “Head…hurts…” she moaned. “What’s…?”
Blanka was unsure of what was going on in Cammy’s head. All he knew was that she had stopped struggling. He grinned as he moved his body over hers, easily holding her legs down, and started trying to get his member inside of her.
Cammy felt Blanka’s body on top of hers and started to whimper. If she gave in to another man before her task was complete…the master would punish her severely. More pain…more torture…that machine… “Those eyes…NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” she screamed as her body convulsed horrifically, throwing Blanka off.
Blanka growled at Cammy, hoping that that would stop her, but there was no way she would have noticed. Her wild movements mixed with her strength allowed her to snap the cloth that was around her wrists. Blanka leapt back, prepared to defend himself, but Cammy’s hands went to her head as she let out a piercing wail that shook Blanka to his core before collapsing, her body shaking with small spasms every few seconds before lying still. Blanka slowly padded over to Cammy, careful in case it was a trap, and poked her. She gently moaned and twitched, making him leap back, but didn’t respond otherwise. He growled a little, but she didn’t move, so he went back to what he was doing. He had just spread her legs when he heard her whisper something so softly that if he hadn’t learned to hone his hearing perfectly, he would have missed it. He looked up at her face and frowned at the tears that were beading at the corners of her eyes as she again whispered, “Mommy…”
Blanka growled. He was disappointed in her. He thought she was a great warrior, but now that the chips were down she was crying for her mother. He was going to go back to what he was doing, but found that he just wasn’t interested anymore. He grumbled as he dropped her legs and padded over to the other side of the cave. Rummaging through a small pile of junk, he found what he was looking for. It was a small framed photograph. The photo was of Blanka and an older woman. They were smiling and hugging and they both had tears sliding down their cheeks. He gently put the picture back down before looking over at Cammy. It was because he was disgusted with her that he stopped. Yes…that was it. He slowly walked to the entrance to the cave before flopping down, making sure that Cammy wouldn’t be able to get away without him knowing, and falling into a light sleep.
She awoke with a scream, shooting up and grabbing her head. She immediately fell back onto her back before looking around. She was in a cave of some sort and heard a low growling sound. It took a few seconds for the growling to click with her, but when it did she shot up again and gasped at what was sitting in front of her. It was a big green monster with orange hair. She quickly looked around for a way to escape, but she was trapped in the cave with it.
Blanka dimly noticed that Cammy was awake, so he growled at her to make sure she knew that she wasn’t to try anything and yawned largely. To say he was startled by her scream of terror would be an understatement. He canted his head to the side as he watched her trying to scramble up the back wall of his cave.
The creature was looking at her curiously and was scratching it’s head. “Please, don’t kill me…” she whimpered. It looked a little affronted at her remark and growled before moving towards her. “Get away from me!!!” she screamed throwing whatever she could get her hands on at the thing.
A rock hit him right between the eyes, making him wince before roaring at her. Cammy screamed again and curled up into a little ball as she started to babble incoherently, never letting her eyes waver from him. He padded closer to her but stopped when he saw her close her eyes and shiver slightly. A pungent aroma filled the cave and Blanka was surprised to see that Cammy had pissed herself. He looked at her face and saw only terror and shame. She wasn’t faking this. Something was wrong and he wanted to know what was going on. He slowly padded to the other side of the cave before finding a small rag that he had stolen a long time ago. Tossing the rag at her, he padded over to the entrance of the cave and sat down, watching her.
She looked between the rag and the creature, not really knowing what it was doing. Was it being nice to her? “You’re not going to kill me?” she asked quietly. The creature shook it’s head. “Why not?”
Blanka grumbled a little as he tried to remember how to speak. “On…ly…kill…in…se…lf…de…fen…se…” he rumbled. “The men…with you…came…to cap…ture…me…so…they…are…dead…”
“Huh?” she asked. “What? The only thing I remember is…AGH!!!” She grabbed her head again as pain shot through it. “I don’t remember anything! What’s going on?! Who am I?!!” She looked at the creature in panic. “What did you do to me?!!!”
“We…fought…but you…were shot…here,” said Blanka as he tapped his temple. “But…you didn’t die…I took you…back here…you woke up…started screaming…then passed out…” He paused as he watched Cammy take all of that in. “You’re…a lot dif…different…from before…” he said, “Less…calm…more…feral… Still have…instincts…but they’re hidden…”
“What are you talking about?” she asked. “Instincts?! Fighting? You’re crazy!” The creature snarled before suddenly throwing a rock at her. She easily caught it and tossed it away before looking at her own hand in shock. “What the hell am I?”
“Soldier…Cammy White…they called you…” said Blanka.
“They?” asked Cammy desperately. “Are there others?! Are they still alive?!”
“They’re bad men…” said Blanka. “Came to capture me…you came with them…but not like them…you...uh…” He pursed his lips, trying to figure out how best to put things. “You were a…slave to them…”
“Slave…?” shuddered Cammy. “Are you sure?”
“They talked of…passing you around…after you captured me…but you didn’t seem to care…” said Blanka.
“This is too much…” said Cammy as she held her head. “Why were we trying to capture you anyway?”
“Don’t know,” said Blanka. “You mentioned Shadowlaw…and Master Bison…”
“Bison…?” whispered Cammy. She’d heard that name before…she knew she had…but… “I just can’t remember!!!” she cried. “I can’t take this!” She looked at Blanka. “Are you going to let me go?”
Blanka shook his head. “You are a danger to me…You could be faking this so I’ll lower my guard and you can lead the others here. I’ll let you go when they leave,” he said.
“How long will that be?!” asked Cammy. Blanka shrugged. “And what am I supposed to do when they DO leave?! I don’t even know where I am!” Blanka narrowed his eyes and stayed silent. “Will you at least get me some clothes first?” asked Cammy quietly as a breeze blew into the cave, making her shiver. Blanka grumbled and laid down. Cammy glared at Blanka before quickly wiping herself clean and throwing the rag at him. Blanka easily dodged the rag and growled angrily at her. Cammy winced and muttered, “Right…don’t piss off the huge snarling talking beast thing…” She sighed heavily as she looked around the cave, taking note of the small pile of things in the far corner before lying down and trying to get some sleep.
Blanka woke up in the middle of the night, feeling the call of nature. He looked over at Cammy and saw that while she was asleep, she was curled up in a little ball to stave off the chill wind that blew into the moist cave. It wasn’t working very well and she was shivering. He grumbled to himself as he picked up the rag and loped away to the nearby stream to relieve his bladder and clean up the rag for future use. As he returned to his cave he thought about why he had stopped from mating with Cammy. He had taken her as his prize. He had every right to take her in any way he saw fit…but all he could think of was how disappointed his mother would be in him. He growled a little. He was happy to have found her, but his life had been so much simpler before.
When he entered his cave he saw that Cammy hadn’t moved, so he quickly went to his little corner and put the rag away before finding a large bed sheet that he had taken during a rather chilly winter and draping it over Cammy. She sighed a little in her sleep before turning onto her other side. Blanka looked down at her sleeping form and felt the urge to mate with her getting stronger, but knew that unless she agreed to it, he’d never be able to look his mother in the eye again. Still, he slowly leaned in and learned her scent. He then gently touched her hair, pulling away as she shivered slightly, before going back to the entrance to the cave and going back to sleep.
Cammy opened her eyes and slowly sat up as soon as she was sure he was asleep again. She had woken up as soon as he had put the sheet on her, but didn’t want him to know that. “Even if those men are bad people, they know who I am,” she thought as she wrapped the sheet around her body. She then quietly crept past the creature, and dashed away from the cave. Not knowing where she was, or even which direction she should be going didn’t stop her as she seemed to be able to pick out the directions that the creature normally traveled. She ran as quickly away from the cave as she could, making sure that none of the branches caught her make-shift dress. She looked back and was surprised to see that she couldn’t see the path that she had taken. She shivered a little before continuing, only stopping when she sensed some movement in front of her. She quickly crouched down, not knowing why, and slunk forward until she could see what it was. There were three men in camouflage clothing scouring a large clearing. She quickly stood up and walked up to them.
“What the hell?!” barked one of the men. “Cammy?! Jesus! Don’t sneak up on me like that! We thought Blanka’d gotten you. What happened?”
“Uh…I’m not sure…” said Cammy cautiously under the man’s harsh glare. “I’m not entirely sure what’s going on either. Could you tell me who I am?”
“Who you…?” started the man before frowning. “Aw shit! Tex! Get your ass over here!”
Another man emerged from the jungle and entered the clearing. He had a black eye and looked frustrated until his eyes lighted on Cammy. “You little bitch!” he snarled. “If you had just taken Blanka out quickly Powers would still be alive!”
“What are you talking about?” asked Cammy as she stepped away from the furious soldier. “His name is Blanka? Why does that name sound so familiar?”
“Tex…” said the first man before leaning in and whispering something into Tex’s ear.
Tex looked at Cammy with surprise before grinning. “Amnesia…huh?” he mused. Cammy shuddered under his gaze as she heard the rumbling of thunder and felt the first drops of rain hit her face.
Blanka raced through the jungle, cursing his own stupidity. He knew that Cammy’s instincts would kick in if she really wanted them to, but he lowered his guard because of her loss of memory and his own lust. Her trail was completely hidden from him, but he could still track her by her smell even though the rain was dulling his senses somewhat. She was headed back for the clearing that they had fought in. He was careful to be as silent as he could as he neared the clearing, but couldn’t hide his roar of anger when he saw a soldier pointing a gun at Cammy. She was sitting on the ground and had her hands bound behind her back. “Mine!!!” he roared as he tore into the clearing and rammed into the soldier. The soldier was thrown away from Cammy and quickly ran as soon as he got up. Blanka roared as he beat his chest in time with a thunderclap. After making sure that the soldier was gone he turned to Cammy. His anger softened slightly when he saw the tears streaming down her face alongside the raindrops. He lifted her up, ripped away her bonds and tried to wipe her tears away, but she wouldn’t stop crying.
“I’m so sorry…” she whispered as she quickly leapt away.
Blanka looked up just in time to see a large net fall on top of him. There was no point in moving, so he let the net fall on him before immediately trying to rip it to pieces. He slashed and bit at the net, but did nothing other than hurting his claws and fangs.
“Ah, you stupid, stupid creature…” chuckled Tex as he and five other soldiers emerged from the jungle and walked towards Blanka, keeping their guns trained on him. He kicked Blanka fiercely, making Blanka roar in pain. “You can’t destroy this steel wire with your teeth.”
“You said you wouldn’t hurt him!” said Cammy.
“You’re right,” said Tex as the other soldiers surrounded Blanka and started punching and kicking him. “I also said that if you helped me, I would tell you who you were…but I’ll keep that promise.” He pointed his gun at Cammy’s head. “You were alive!” Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a huge thunderclap resounded in the clearing as Blanka’s eyes started to flash brightly and the men surrounding him started convulsing and screaming. “What?!” cried Tex as lightning flashed, illuminating the entire clearing perfectly and showing Tex that Blanka was inducing an electric current through the steel wire in the net, frying the soldiers who were touching it. One by one, the soldiers collapsed to the ground, blood pouring from their mouths, noses, eyes and ears.
Blanka roared ferociously as he slowly stood up, a large hole in the net where it had been touching his body. He picked it up and whirled it around his head before tossing it away. He was in a lot of pain from the soldier’s punches and the heat of the metal, but he could still fight. His eyes flickered as the remainder of his electric charge dissipated. He was panting heavily and could barely see straight, but the soldier didn’t know that.
“Stay away from me you monster!” cried Tex as he grabbed Cammy, wrapping his arm around her throat and pointing his gun at her head. “There’s no way you can kill me before I pull this trigger! Stay right there and I’ll think about letting her go!”
“You will not harm what is mine!” roared Blanka.
“Yours?” scoffed Tex. “She belongs to Master Bison, not you. And he gave us orders to kill her as soon as any hint that her brainwashing had failed, so she dies.”
“No!” screamed Cammy as she elbowed Tex in the stomach before throwing him over her shoulder. Her eyes flashed as she lifted her leg and dropped her heel onto Tex’s wrist, breaking it. “No one will kill me…” said Cammy as she kneeled down and grabbed Tex by the lapels and brought his face inches from her own. “Now tell me,” she said dangerously, “Who am I?” Tex sneered and spit in her face. “Stupid!” snarled Cammy as she brought her hand back and punched him in the face again and again, screaming, “Tell me! Tell me!!!” She only stopped when someone grabbed her wrist. She whirled around and attacked wildly but was punched soundly in the stomach. Cammy let out a small gasp before passing out.
Blanka caught Cammy and looked down at the bloody mess that had been Tex’s face. He grimaced at Cammy’s ferocity, but he understood her need to know her past. He didn’t hold what she had done against her, no matter how much his feral side was telling him to. Tossing Cammy over his shoulder he loped out of the clearing and headed back to his cave.
By the time he returned to his cave he was merely trudging. He gently placed Cammy on the bed of grass before falling to his knees. He smiled down at her before coughing and collapsing. The last thing he did before blacking out was draping an arm over her to keep her safe.
Blanka slowly opened his eyes and tried to sit up, but his entire body hurt. The sky was already turning a deep shade of red, meaning he had slept the day away. He looked over and saw that Cammy wasn’t there. He groaned as he quickly sat up, finally noticing that he was covered by the blanket…and not much else.
“Try not to move,” said Cammy’s voice from outside the cave. “You’re still injured and I can’t even imagine how much energy you must have used to create an electrical charge that could kill five people.” She appeared at the edge of the cave wearing a camouflage outfit and carrying a small bag. She saw his blank expression and grinned. “After I woke up, I went back to the clearing and looted the corpses,” she said, “After all, they aren’t gonna need their supplies…are they?”
“Where are my pants?” asked Blanka.
“Drying on a rock just outside,” said Cammy with a smile. “You’ll get them back as soon as I’ve repaired the damage to them. In the meantime, kindly keep wearing that sheet.”
Blanka growled slightly before standing up, letting the sheet fall to the ground. Cammy blushed and looked away, but he saw her constantly sneaking peaks at him, making him grin.
“I was wondering,” said Cammy as she walked outside and coughed slightly to cover her embarrassment, “what did you mean when you said that I was yours?” She came back in, carrying his pants before sitting down on the bed of grass and reaching into the bag she had. She got out a needle and some thread and started to sew the holes closed. “You said that Tex wasn’t to harm what is yours…am I your property?” She tried to keep her eyes trained on what she was doing, but they kept sliding over to his huge manhood.
“When we fought, even though there was outside help, I won,” said Blanka. “I have the right to claim everything of yours by the law of the jungle. All you had was you, so I claimed you.” He watched her closely as he said this, and saw her prick her fingers a few times as her eyes strayed from what she was doing. He suddenly pounced on her, pushing her flat on her back and pinning her hands to the ground while landing on top of her. He looked at her closely and saw that her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily, but saw no fear or protest.
“And what, exactly, would that make me?” whispered Cammy. “Your prize? Your trophy? Your…”
Blanka put his finger against her lips, silencing her. “You’re no slave of mine…” said Blanka. “Anything you do will be of your own free will… I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” His face slowly lowered closer to hers and he could see her trembling, but she still didn’t fight him.
“And what wouldn’t I want to do…exactly?” she asked quietly as her own head slowly raised up toward his.
“My…” started Blanka a he was about to kiss her when he sensed the slightest hint of hesitation in Cammy’s bearing, stopping him. As soon as he noticed it, he could tell that she was putting up a front and was truly scared. He could smell the fear coming from her, and while it was mixed with anticipation, the fear outweighed it. He could wait a little longer, besides, he was hungry. He pushed himself off of her, noticing her look of confusion. “Going to get food,” he said as he left, not even listening to her protests.
Cammy punched her fist into the ground as she swore at his stupidity. “I can’t believe that didn’t work!” she snarled. “Dammit…I wanted to keep him here…where it would be safe…” She grumbled as she looked at the blanket, crumpled it up and put it in her bag. “I just hope he’s as careful coming back,” she sighed as she looked around and picked up the gun that she had seen the day before. “Perhaps it’s best this way…”
Blanka felt better than he had in a long time. His body still ached from the battle of the night before, but his heart was soaring. Cammy hadn’t left him, and she seemed interested in mating with him. Maybe he could ask her about it after he brought the food back. He was in the process of stalking something when he heard people walking through the jungle. He quickly hid and watched as a small group of soldiers marched purposefully past him. They were following the man that had been ordering Cammy around before.
“Are you sure we’re going the right way, Johnson?” barked the captain angrily. “This tree looks familiar.”
“Trust me sir,” said Johnson, “We’re going the right way and we’re almost there.”
“Fine,” said the captain. “Men, as soon as we see the target, fan out and surround it. I’ve lost enough men on this job already, don’t die on me.”
The men marched off, not noticing Blanka staring down at them. They weren’t searching for him…and what was that thing in Johnson’s hand? He shrugged as he resumed stalking his prey. But something nagged at him. He couldn’t concentrate on what he was doing and his prey got away, giving him time to sit and think properly. They weren’t searching for him…and the only other thing they could be searching for was Cammy but she was safe back at the cave…in the same direction that they were going… He growled as he leapt up and tore through the jungle, hoping to reach them before they reached the cave. He was about to reach the cave when he heard two people talking. It was Cammy and that captain! He slowly slunk closer and listened carefully.
“Agent Cammy White…” said the captain, “Have you turned on us? Think carefully about that answer because your life hangs in the balance.”
“A life with no memories isn’t a life worth living…sir,” said Cammy. “I don’t know who I am, what I was…anything… All I know is what’s happened to me since I woke up in Blanka’s cave…and he’s shown me far more compassion and help than you and your men have. Now, why don’t you just tell me who I am, and I’ll think about sparing your life.”
The captain sneered as he snapped his finger and all of the other soldiers burst from the foliage. “Don’t try to intimidate me,” he said, “You’re completely surrounded and out-numbered. Let’s see you get out of this one.”
Cammy sighed and put her hands up. “Fine then,” she said, “Come and get me.” The soldiers edged forward. When she thought they had moved far enough she quickly raised her left foot, exposing a trip wire. The captain had enough time to realize what she had just done before half of his men had been pierced with arrows and the other half had fallen into a spiked pit. “What was that about being out-numbered?’ asked Cammy. “Now…my past…”
“I knew bringing you along was a mistake,” said the captain angrily. “The two of you have taken out my entire unit…a pair of lowly street fighters! But how did you break the brainwashing? When Tex came back saying that Powers had shot you we thought you were dead, but even if it had just grazed you that wouldn’t have been enough to break the mind lock that Master Bison had on you. Something more must have happened!”
“Blanka just said he brought me back here and then I started screaming before passing out…” said Cammy.
“The only reason a person under the master’s psycho-power would scream is if they were failing in their objective, then the Master’s power would cause you to do anything in your power to fight back…but if you couldn’t…” mused the captain. “I’ve been told that people have died from that sort of mental anguish.” He grinned as he said, “You know, you were programmed to capture Blanka, after which you were going to be completely subservient to us. I bet Blanka was trying to have his way with you before he was captured.”
“He wouldn’t do that…” said Cammy, although she didn’t say it with much conviction.
“Really?’ sneered the captain. “The guy’s an animal and you were just another naked female to him. I bet he fucked you hard and had you wailing like a bitch in heat!”
“Shut up!” roared Cammy as she pulled out the gun and pointed it at the captain. “Are you going to tell me who I was or do I have to kill you?”
“If you kill me, Shadowlaw will hunt you down for the rest of your life,” said the captain. Cammy released the safety on the gun and aimed at the captain’s head. The two stared at each other for a few seconds before the captain said, “I don’t know anything about you, but you really don’t want to make an enemy of Shadowlaw.”
“Considering that I was brainwashed…most likely kidnapped…and was going to be raped by you and your men…I’d say Shadowlaw is already my enemy, wouldn’t you?” said Cammy as her eyes narrowed. She sighed as she slowly lowered her gun. “But killing you wouldn’t really accomplish anything, would it? Get out of here and tell your boss that I’m coming after him.”
“I don’t think so,” said the captain as he quickly pulled his own gun and pointed it at Cammy. “Move a muscle and I’ll blow your brains out.”
“That was really stupid,” said Cammy as she looked over at the bushes right behind the captain and nodded her head just as Blanka tore out of them and leapt onto the captain.
“Mine!” roared Blanka as he tore into the captain furiously but was completely caught off guard when the captain rolled into a ball and flung him off.
“I don’t care if she’s your’s or not,” said the captain as he pointed his gun at Blanka. “She’s an enemy to Shadowlaw and will die.”
Blanka closed his eyes as the captain pulled the trigger but when the gun went off, he felt no pain. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the captain was dead in front of him, a bullet hole oozing blood from the back of his skull. He looked up at Cammy who slowly lowered her gun. She then slowly pulled off the camouflage outfit, rifled through it and pulled out a small blinking object. She crushed it in her fist, tossed the outfit in the pit and fell to her knees.
“What was that you were saying about my instincts being hidden?” she said with a small laugh that might have been a sob. “I knew that they were tracking me…but I wanted to bring them here so that I could kill them all. If this is what I was like before…maybe I don’t really want to know who I was…” She dropped the gun as she clamped a hand over her mouth and the other over her stomach and started to retch.
Blanka slowly loped over to her and gently rubbed her back until she was done vomiting. He then gently picked her up, cradling her in his arms, and wiped her mouth clean before walking back into his cave. He tried to put her down on the bed of grass, but she wrapped her arms around his neck and wouldn’t let go. “Cammy?” he started to say but was immediately cut off.
“Shut up,” sobbed Cammy as she buried her face in his chest, “J-just shut up and hold me… I need to feel some sort of warmth…to remind me that I’m still human…and not just some killing machine.”
Blanka was starting to get slightly uncomfortable. Cammy’s breasts were pressing into his chest, and her scent was intoxicating. He was fighting every animalistic urge he had that told him to throw her down and take her right then and there. He tried putting her down again but she wouldn’t have it. “Cammy…I…” he stammered as he sat down, inadvertently poking her in the side with his growing member. He drew in a breath as her sobbing slowly subsided, but while her crying had stopped, she was still breathing heavily.
“Blanka…” said Cammy quietly. “I’m going to ask you a question…and I want you to answer me truthfully…”
“Okay,” said Blanka, knowing what was coming and dreading it more than anything else.
“Did you rape me when you brought me back here originally?” she asked.
“No…I didn’t…” said Blanka.
“So how did…” started Cammy.
“I almost mated with you without your consent, but I didn’t go through with it,” interrupted Blanka.
Cammy paused, taking the information in. “Why not?” she asked quietly, “What stopped you?”
“I’ve followed the law of the jungle all my life,” said Blanka, “If I wanted something I took it or fought for it. But all that changed a few years ago when I went into the village to take part in a street fight for food.”
“What happened?” asked Cammy.
“I met my mother…” said Blanka. “I was so happy to have finally met her and I even moved in with her for a time…but I couldn’t stay… I didn’t belong there. Mother loved me with all of her heart…but I…I couldn’t escape the call of the wild. Besides, the other villagers started to treat her like she was a monster too. They were fine with me coming into the village to fight for their betting pleasure, but it was another thing entirely for me to be living there.” Blanka felt Cammy holding him a little tighter and started gently stroking her hair. “Not long after I came back to the jungle I heard that Mom had died of an illness. No one knew where she had gotten it, but the villagers all blamed me. I haven’t been back there since except to steal whatever necessities I can find. Before you came along I hadn’t spoken to anyone for three years…hadn’t even seen a human in two…and you were so beautiful and I…I knew I had to make you mine. But then something happened when I brought you back here.”
“What was that?” asked Cammy as she slowly raised her face to look at him.
“You called out for your mother,” said Blanka. “Five years earlier and it wouldn’t have mattered…I would have mated you and kept you here as mine for the rest of your life but…”
“But your human interaction with your mother gave you something that you weren’t expecting,” said Cammy as she calmly stood up before straddling Blanka’s hips and sitting down again, his hard-as-steel member resting against her stomach. “A conscience…something that we, as humans, have that puts us apart from the other animals.”
“I knew then that if I had gone through with it, I would never be able to look at my mother’s picture the same way again,” said Blanka. “So I stopped…I decided that the only way I would mate with you was if I had your consent…” He paused as he looked down at her face before hugging her tightly and breathing in her scent. “Will you be my mate?” he rumbled in her ear. He felt her shiver and heard her let out a ragged breath.
“Oh god yes…” hissed Cammy, “Let me be your mate…please…” She started grinding her hips against Blanka, letting him feel how wet she was as she clung to him.
Blanka howled with triumph as he pulled Cammy off of him and put her on all fours in front of him. She looked back at him and desperately wiggled her hips. He positioned himself behind her, gripped her hips tightly and slowly slid his way into her wet and inviting channel. Cammy closed her eyes and let out a pleasure filled sigh as she felt him easing more and more of himself into her until she felt his hips right up against hers. “Oh my god…” she moaned, “So big…”
Blanka reared back and rammed into her, making her scream with pleasure. He plowed into her again and again, making sure that he got as deep into her as possible with each brutal stroke. “Once I’ve…mated with you…you will…be mine forever…” he grunted as he pounded her.
“I don’t care!” cried Cammy, “Please…fuck me harder!!!”
Blanka roared as he thrust into her even harder and heard her squeal with pleasure as her body was rocked by the power of his thrusting. He grabbed her breasts and started squeezing them roughly as he leaned in and bit her shoulder. Cammy cried out at the sudden pain and lost control, babbling incoherently and thrusting back at Blanka as hard as she could. Blanka could feel that he was getting close and he wanted to make sure that she was right there with him so he pounded into her as hard as he could while licking her neck. She screamed and moaned as he felt her start to really tighten around him. As soon as she stopped moving and arched her back, Blanka rammed deeply into her and let out a roar that should have caused the cave to collapse as he loosed his seed into her clutching cove. Cammy screamed again and again as Blanka’s seed shot deep inside of her, filling her to capacity and flowing out from around his cock. Cammy let out a few whimpering gasps as she slowly collapsed forward, unable to hold herself up anymore. Blanka slowly lowered himself on top of her as he pulled his, still rock hard, member from her dripping opening. “My mate…” he purred in her ear.
“Yes…” sighed Cammy happily, “I am your mate…and I submit to whatever you desire tonight. Use me as you see fit until you are sated…”
“Are you sure about that?” asked Blanka. “I haven’t mated for years. I could go all night.”
Cammy slowly flipped over onto her back and looked directly into his eyes. “Then we’ll go all night…won’t we?” she said as a fire lighted in her eyes. She gently touched her shoulder, wincing slightly. “You’ve marked me as yours…haven’t you?” Blanka nodded. “Then do with me as you would with any of your mates.”
“Cammy…” moaned Blanka as he leaned in and smelled her sweet scent. “You are everything I could ever want in a mate. There will be none other than you.” He reared back and easily slipped inside of her again, making her moan. “Let’s make this last as long as we can,” he said as he laid down on top of her, held her tightly and started to slowly make love to her. Now that the animalistic need that the two had for each other had been sated, they were able to take their love to a higher level.
Cammy wrapped her arms and legs around Blanka as he gently moved inside of her. “Yes…” she sighed, “I’m yours…now and forever…please…fuck me…”
“Shhhh…” whispered Blanka as he slowly lowered his face to hers and they finally shared their first kiss.
Cammy’s body trembled as passion filled her entire being and she didn’t hesitate for a second when she felt his tongue against her lips. She opened her mouth and happily invited his tongue in. She moaned as she started to move her hips along with his, but he held them in place, making her groan in frustration. “Not fair…” she moaned.
“Shhhhhh…” said Blanka again. “You said that you would submit to my desires, and I desire for you to not move right now.” He lowered his face so that his mouth was right next to her ear before hissing, “You’ll love this…I swear to you…” He quickly rolled over and sat up, still holding onto her hips as he raised and lowered her. She screamed as she held him tightly, her nails raking along his back, marking him as hers as he had marked her. Blanka grinned as he moved his hips along with hers.
Cammy laid her forehead on his shoulder and clenched her teeth as the pleasure was getting to be too much for her. “I going to cum…” she moaned, “Please…cum in me again…I want it so badly…my mate…I love you…fuck me…” She felt Blanka speeding up and knew he was close. She quickly lifted her head and kissed him, not stopping even as she moaned and shivered through her orgasm, not stopping when she heard him groan and felt his seed shooting into her. Only when their hips stopped twitching together did she finally pull her lips from his. She was panting heavily as she looked into his eyes, and smiled when she saw that he really would be able to go all night. She slowly pulled off of him, moaning as she did so, and smiled at him as she leaned down and took his member into her mouth.
The two made love for the rest of the night, not stopping until Blanka’s cock finally shrank at daybreak. Then the two lovers kissed and cuddled until they fell asleep in each others arms.
Cammy slowly woke up, feeling strong arms surrounding her, gently stroking her hair and hearing a soft purring noise. “How long have you been watching me sleep?” she whispered, closing her eyes again and snuggling into his chest.
“I’m not sure…” replied Blanka, “But I don’t regret a second of it. How are you feeling?”
“A little tender,” said Cammy, “But I don’t regret a second of what happened last night. I’ve never had it so good.”
“How can you be so sure?” asked Blanka as he tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear.
“Trust me…I know,” said Cammy, “There are just some things about your body that you know, and right now I know that I need you again.” She pushed him onto his back before crawling on top of him. He grinned at her as she grabbed his manhood and slowly sat down on it. She let out an erotic gasp as she felt it stretching her once more before she started to slowly bob up and down. Blanka started to grope her breasts, but Cammy smiled and grabbed his hands. She slowly laid down as she said, “Like this…” and their fingers intertwined together as they made love for the rest of the morning, only stopping when they started to get hungry. When they left the cave they suddenly remembered the horde of dead bodies right in front. “We may want to do something about this…” said Cammy. “If anyone comes looking for them, they’ll easily find this cave if we leave these guys here.”
“Let’s take them to the place where they were setting up camp,” said Blanka, “If they think they all died there, they may leave us alone.”
“Yeah…” said Cammy quietly. It took some doing, but the two managed to drag the entire squad back to the place where Cammy and the others had landed two days earlier. Blanka was turning to go back when Cammy said, “Wait…I want to meet with whoever is planning on picking these guys up.”
Blanka frowned. “I don’t think that would be a good idea,” he said. “They’ll kill you as soon as they learn that you’re not under their control anymore.” He saw the look on Cammy’s face and said, “Come, let’s go back to the cave. We don’t want to be here when they arrive…and we have to talk.”
“But I…” started Cammy, but Blanka was already heading back to the cave and Cammy had to run to keep up with him.
When they got back to the cave Blanka slowly turned and said, “You don’t belong here…”
“What?!” cried Cammy. “But I’m your mate! You said that there would only be me! Was that a lie?!”
“It was no lie,” said Blanka. “I have marked you as mine. You will be my mate forever…however, you will never be able to find out who you were if you stay here.”
Cammy’s retort got caught in her throat. She slowly sat down and said, “What if I give up on that? What if I just accept what I have now and never think about regaining my past again?”
“You would be able to do that for a time,” said Blanka, “And I would be able to make you happy enough to make you not think about it, but your mind would always come back to it. You would eventually grow to resent living with me and not trying to figure out who you were. I won’t have us part on bad terms.”
“But…” started Cammy making Blanka roar in frustration.
“You could be someone else’s mate!” he roared, “You could be a mother! I know what it feels like to lose a mother! Don’t make me the reason that someone else lost theirs…”
“Blanka…” said Cammy as she crawled over to him. She placed her hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off.
“Just go…” he said as he turned his back to her.
Tears came to Cammy’s eyes as she watched Blanka’s shoulders tremble. She wrapped her arms around his waist and held him tightly as she whispered, “The woman that I am now will be your mate from now until forever. Even if I find that I was happily married, I won’t abandon you.” Blanka gripped Cammy’s right hand and squeezed it tightly as she gently wiped his tears away with her left. “I will come back to you…I promise…so please, wait for me…” She slowly pulled away from Blanka as she said, “I’ll go to the village and see what I can do about getting some help.” Blanka merely nodded, so Cammy turned and left.
“Blanka?” asked a woman’s voice as Cammy exited the cave. “I expected you to be a little more…I dunno…male…” Cammy looked up to see a Chinese woman standing in front of her. She was wearing a blue dress and had her hair up in little buns. She looked extremely embarrassed at seeing a naked woman in front of her. “A little more…uh…clothes wearing too…”
“Who are you?!” asked Cammy angrily as she got into a fighting stance. “Are you with Shadowlaw?!”
“Whoa!” cried the woman as she held up her hands. “I’m not with Shadowlaw and I’m not here to fight anyone!”
“Then why are you here?” asked Blanka as he slowly emerged from his cave and stood next to Cammy.
“My name is Chun-Li,” said the woman, “I’m a member of Interpol. I’m here because we received word that Shadowlaw was sending a strike force here to capture you. It took quite some doing to find you, you know.”
“The soldiers are all dead,” said Cammy stiffly. “There’s no one here that would harm him.”
“And may I ask who you are?” asked Chun-Li, raising her eyebrow at how protective the two were being of each other.
“They call me Cammy White,” said Cammy, “Although I can’t be sure if that’s my real name or not. I used to be a Shadowlaw operative until I broke free of their brainwashing.”
“And you have no idea about your true identity?” asked Chun-Li. Cammy nodded. “It shouldn’t be all that hard to find out who you were. If you were a brainwashed operative, you were most likely a street fighter like Blanka and myself. We keep a very extensive record of things like that at Interpol. If you come with me, I could help you out.”
“And if you did, what would I have to do in return?” asked Cammy.
“We could use some more operatives ourselves,” said Chun-Li, “However, we accept people without having to wipe their minds. The choice is yours to make.”
“What about Blanka?” asked Cammy.
“I came here merely to warn him and to tell him to put the word out to other street fighters,” said Chun-Li, “I’m going out on a limb with trusting you as it is. Due to his background, I can’t allow him to join us. I’m sorry.”
Cammy looked back at Blanka who nodded and nudged her forward. “She accepts the deal,” he said.
“Wait!” said Cammy.
“You will obey this one order that I give you,” said Blanka before looking at Chun-Li. “Just remember, I want in on the final attack on Shadowlaw when it happens.” Chun-Li narrowed her eyes but nodded her head. Blanka grabbed Cammy’s arm and drug her back before whispering in her ear, “I will wait for you, my mate.” He then let her go and went back into his cave.
Cammy stood looking at the cave for a few seconds before Chun-Li cleared her throat. “We should get going,” she said, “and we should definitely look into getting you some clothes.”
“Something green…” murmured Cammy, “Definitely something green…”
Six Months Later…
“Damn girl,” said Chun-Li happily as she slapped Cammy on the back. “That was the best bust I’ve ever seen in my entire life! Other than the ones I did, of course.”
“Of course…” laughed Cammy. “This is awesome. I haven’t been working here very long, but the chief gave me a week’s paid vacation for my ‘meritorious service’.”
“Did he actually say that?!” howled Chun-Li. “So, what are you going to do?”
“I’m going to go visit my husband,” said Cammy.
“Husband?” asked Chun-Li, “But…the profile we found on you said that you were never married.”
“Maybe not,” said Cammy with a smile, “but there’s someone who I belong to, who I can’t wait to see again.”
The End

(That was fun! This turned out better than I had hoped and while the relationship may seem a little strained, I’m happy with how it all worked out. The idea for this just popped into my head one day, completely at random since I’m not even a fan of the game series, and wouldn’t go away until I wrote it down, so I put my other stuff to the side and just wrote this. I hope that you all enjoy reading it, but if you don’t *shrug* Different strokes for different folks and all that. Playing Mantis out!)