Many eons ago in a dark time of medivelism and barbarism…

Standing in a pit of sand and dirt,two musclebound barbarian warriors stood across from each other.

Many villagers from the city stood around the top entrance of the pit,waiting to see the action unfold as well as placing bets with their gold and silver coins.

A hooded figure in black stood across from the crowds of people and addressed the match.

“Villagers and yon hill people…”he said. “…welcome to the first annual deathmatch between the land’s greatest fighters. In the left corner…Dar—from the barren hills…and in the right corner we have Gesh—from the woodlands!”

Dar was over eight feet tall with dark blonde hair that rested on his shoulders.
He wore a set of gold bracelets,a gold belt,brown loincloth,and matching brown leather boots.

Gesh was about the same size and mass as Dar.
He had shoulder length black hair,and matching set of black gloves,loincloth,and boots.

They both were huge in size and muscle mass from constant training and bredding from their village tribes.

They had also agreed to a wager under the local sorcerer who would grant them a great power if one of them would in death by combat.

And so,this is where it all starts…

The hooded figure addressed the fighters.

“Are you ready--?”he asked.
“Ready!”said Dar.
“READY!”Said Gesh.

”Then---BEGIN!”said the figure.

The two barbarians slowly crept towards each other,both waiting to make the first move.

Dar made the first move as he lunged at Gesh and grabbed him by the throat.

Gesh pushed Dar’s advance off him and then swung his right fist into his head,knocking him against the wall of the pit.

“Erggh---not bad—so far!”he said. “But we’ll so who’s still standing!”
Dar then jumped at Gesh and then shoulder rammed him in the chest and then uppercutted him with a hard blow.

Gesh tumbled backwards and then Dar launched a foot thrust into his gut,knocking him down to the ground.

With Gesh down,Dar jumped onto him and attempted to choke him to death.
But the woodlands fighter wasn’t going to give in,and he proved it as he pushed him off backwards with his legs,causing his opponent to fall into the mud and sand.

“You will not best me this day—fool!”he said as he got back up.
“We’ll see!”said Dar.

The two warriors then rammed into each other and traded off blow after blow.

Gesh swung his fists at Dar,but he ducked and then headbutted him—hard!

“AAAH!”cried Gesh as his nose gushed blood from the blow.

Dar then grabbed him by the neck and swung around to the back of him.

“NOW I HAVE YOU!”he said as he struggled his grip on the man.
“NNOOOOOO!”cried Gesh as he struggled.

But it was too late,one swift and hard twist.

“KRAK!”
And Gesh’s neck was broken.

Dar let loose of Gesh and the now slain warrior fell to the ground with a loud thud,he was dead.

Dar was the winner.

“HURRRRAH!”cheered the villagers while the ones who rooted for Gesh grumbled and left on their way.
Once everyone had left, Dar then climbed out of the pit and then approached the man in the hooded robe.

“Well…?”said Dar.
The man lowered his hood and revealed the face of an old man with a balding head,long white hair and whiskers.

He was the sorcerer who Dar and Gesh struck a deal with.

“You are the winner---champion Dar.”said the wizard. “And I—Sephirath shall offer you what I promised.”

The old wizard produced a strange blood red ruby gem that glowed a sheer and evil brilliance.

“You shall use this gem to become a sort of—Eternal Warrior…which means you will roam and fight your way for all eternity.”he said.

Dar took the gem.
“Sounds good to me.”he said. “But…how do I use the gem for such a power?”
“Well you…swallow it.”said Sephirath.
“Now..?”said Dar.
“Yes,that would be a good time.”said Sephirath.
“Oh,very well.”said Dar as he did so.

He took a deep breath,inserted the red ruby into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

The gem went down into his stomach and glowed momentarailly glowed within him.

“I feel…more powerful than I have before.”he said,his body trembling.
“Good,good.”said Sephirath. “Now…with you as my eternal champion---the lands shall fall before your might..and I shall become ruler of all---“

“Wrong.”said Dar as he grabbed the old wizard by the throat and snapped his neck.

“I shall be eternal warrior for all battles! I SHALL BECOME THE LAND’S GREATEST FIGHTER OF ALL TIME—HAHAHAAA!”

Dar then left the area and went off to test his newfound power.

And as the eons went by,he did become the world’s eternal warrior.

He traveled across many lands,fought and crushed many warriors and tyrants,slept with many women,commited many evil and gluttonous acts and destroyed anyone who got in his way.

Until finally,somewhere in Great Britian 1774…

A group of british soliders were patrolling the streets for the signs of a ferocious killer.

“Stay on your toes men.”said the sergeant. “We got word he was around in this block.”

Sure enough,they heard the sounds of a fight and bloodcurdling snaps and breaks.
Not to mention,a woman screaming.

“THERE!”said the sergeant.

The soldiers then ran into the direction of the scrams and there they saw a frightening sight.

An eight foot tall man,dressed in tattered 17th century clothing and a brown cloak on stood over a dead man wielding a sword. And the woman who was his wife,mourned his death.

“WHO THE BLOODY HELL ARE YE?”said the sergeant.
“Me..?”said the man. “I’m just a local traveler.”

The man was Dar himself.

“YOU BLOODY MURDERER!”said the sergeant. “OPEN FIRE MEN!”

The soldiers rifles were filled with gunpowder and ready to fire and they did so as they fired upon the killer.

“POOM-POOM—POWW!”

But the shots of gunfire did nothing to assuage the wrath of the eternal killer known as Dar.

He then charged at the soldiers,grabbing them,crushing and killing them in his power.

Suddenly,he felt a powerful blast hit him square in the chest,knocking him backwards.

“UNNGH!”went Dar as he fell to the ground.

Standing over him was someone dressed in a purple robe with a glowing yellow scarf.

“Monster—abomination of evil!”said the figure. “Your time is at an end!”
“And who might you be?”said Dar as he got up.

“My name is not important.”said the figure. “But your doom is now!”
“Doom…?”said Dar. “HAHA—I have been close to death many times…and nothing has claimed me for as long as I posess the power which Sephirath gave me.”

“Perhaps.”said the figure. “But if I cannot destroy you…”

The figure then fired a large energy orb and Dar was engulfed in it.

“WHAT?”he said in surprise.

He found himself locked in steel and iron chains and placed in a room of complete darkness.

“WHERE AM I—WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH ME?”he called.

The figure then called to him.
”I have imprisoned you beneath the city streets of London…evil Dar—no one shall find you there—you shall rot for all eternity—that is the will of the psycho order!”

“NOOOOOO—YOU BASTARD! I SHALL BE FREE!”he hollored.
“Farewell.”said the figure.

The person who defeated Dar in question lowered his hood,revealing the handsome face of a man with purple hair.

“I must return to the order.”he thought and then vanished.

Many more eons and decades passed until at last,it was present day—2006 in London England.

While across the globe in the city of Hong Kong,an all new and all brutal fighter’s contest was set to take place…it was called—THE BONECRUSHER’S TOURNAMENT!

And a certain Muay Thai fighter named Sagat and the very evil warrior named Dar would both play an important role in it—and very soon!

NEXT IN CH.2:D AR IS FREED AND HE GETS WORD OF THE TOURNAMENT WHILE SAGAT AND OTHER MIGHTY STREET FIGHTERS OF SIZE AND STRENGTH PREPARE FOR IT! SEE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT CHAPTER!

Note:It's been a long time since I created and posted an actual Street fighter story,after pursuing other fics and works,i've been getting out of practice.

This story will be a kind of dark and violent story with Sagat as the main character and a very unlikely hero as you'll see as the story progresses. Enjoy!