The day quickly went by as nightfall came and the line up of fighters stood neatly in a row against the walls in a pair of lines.

There was little air conditioning in the cramped and shallow halls and many of the fighters were getting listless and irritable.

“Man!”thought Alex. “When the hell can we go?”
“I wish to crush them—crush them all!”thought Hugo.
“Finally..a real tournament I can sink my teeth into after those bloody daft Street Fighter tourneys.”thought Birdie. “Now I can really do some damage.”

Sagat stood firm and calm as he could against the wall,but he too was getting bored and impatient with the event to go on.

“I will destroy me foe,I will show no mercy.”he thought. “And once I finish here…eh?”

Sagat saw the same fighter dressed in a white aikido duds standing across from him.

His fists were criss crossed at his lap and he appeared to be concentrating on something.

“Hmmmmm…”thought Sagat. “…never saw him before,must be a newcomer.But….I think there’ something..different about him…but what?”

The doors at last opened and a man in a black suit bade them to come in.
“All right lugs,showtime!”he said.

“Alright!”many of them said as they went inside.

They all ran inside and were greeted to a cheering and roaring crowd inside a large and wide stadium room with a large,square shaped fight ring in the middle.

Pound Chang addressed the fighters once again.

“Welcome one and all boys..to the greatest ass pounding fest on earth—THE BONECRUSHER’S TOURNAMENT!”he said. “We’ll begin as follows. After your name was recently signed in,we will call your name when chosen and the match will begin when you enter the ring.

When it’s over,eight fighters will be left standing and the one left standing shall be crowned the winner. So fight hard in the elimination rounds and crush some bones while you’re at it!”

“YEAH!”said several of the more mentally diseased fighters.

“It’ll be..a pleasure.”thought Sagat grinning.
“I shall kill and destroy all when this is over.”thought Dar wickedly.

The announcer stepped into the ring and addressed the crowd.

“GOOD EVENING LADIES AND GENTLEMEN..YOU ARE IN STORE FOR SOME EXCEPTIONAL AXCITMEENT TONIGHT AS WE WELCOME YOU TO THE FIRST ANNUAL BONECRUSHER’S FIGHTING TOURNAMENT!”

The crowds applauded thunderously.
 

“NOW..SIT BACK AND ENJOY THE SHOW!”said the announcer as he left the ring.

“FIRST MATCH!”said Pound into his microphone.

”ALEX VS ANGUS MCGRUFF!”

Alex ran and jumped into the ring as did his opponent.

He was tall,bulky,had a bald head,thick red moustache,wore a grey set of overalls and boots and had a heavy set of fists with him.

“Ready to rumble?”said Alex.
“Aye,that and more yank.”said Angus. “Let’s go!”

“ROUND ONE—FIGHT!”said Pound.

Alex charged at Angus and tried to do his Burning Elbow move,but before he could,Angus lashed out a terrific right,in his face!

“KRAAKK!”
Alex fell back a few feet and rubbed at his cheek.
“Aye,you want a bruisin’ye asked for it laddy!”said Angus. “Just lemme at ya!”
“If you insist.”said Alex.

Angus took another swing at Alex.

This time,the American jumped into the air and came down upon Angus with a hard Air Stomp!

“WHUMMP!”
“AAARRR!”cried Angus.

Once down,Alex slammed a hard chop to the back of his neck,he was out,and Alex had won the first match.

The crowds cheered and roared for more.

And more was what they got as the rest of the tournament went underway.

Sagat was up next as he took on his opponent,a large black skinned wrestler wearing leopard skin shorts and a bone necklace.

“You dead.”said the black man in a cold tone of a voice.
“So you say.”said Sagat. “TIGER!”

Sagat then fired his Tiger Shot at the man,but he ducked,rolled and then collided both feet into Sagat’s mid section.

Sagat managed to stay on his feet and kept on the defense.

The African then thrust his right leg at Sagat,attempting to further harm him.

Sagat grinned and then caught the dark man’s leg and threw him across the ring.

“UUNNH!”
The African landed with a thud on his back.

“You may be big,but you’re out of one’s league as they say.”said Sagat.

The African got back up,just in time to see Sagat fly straight at him.

“TIGER-GENOCIDE!”

Sagat slammed several fast paced and hard kicks at the man and ended with a fiery flame kick,knocking him to the ground,and down for the count.

Sagat was the second winner.

“Huh,so far---too easy.”he said as he exited the ring. “But we’ll see how far this goes.”

The rest of the matches went on with all sorts of fights and battles in the boxing ring.

Honda slammed his Sumo Stomp on an opponent,
Birdie Head butted his into submission,
Sodom slammed his onto the floor.
Zangief piledrived a fighter twice as big as him in the ring,
Darun Mister clobbered his but good,
T.Hawk swung and slammed his opponent into the floor,
And Hugo used his Megaton Press to land a fighter flat on his face.

Dar was up next as he stepped into the ring.
His opponent was a large,muscled and bald head fighter wearing a set of white karate gi pants and black belt.

“So…I get me a pretty boy here eh?”he said in a cajun voice. “Well—I aim to please as I splatter your ass!”

“You will try.”said Dar grinning.

“FIGHT!”said Pound.

The Cajun jumped at Dar and thrust several punches at him.
Dar then caught the next punch by the hand and without even thinking---he snapped the fighter’s wrist in two!

“SNAPP!”
“YYEAEEEEAAAAARGGHH!”cried the Cajun as he fell on one knee.
“YOU CRAZY @#%$—WHAT YOU DOIN’?”he said.

”Oh,just trying to win is all.”said Dar.

He then slammed a foot into the cajun’s head and knocked him to the floor.

The Cajun was out and severely injured.

Pound called some medics to the scene and had him taken backstage to be treated.

“You—sure know your stuff!”said Pound.
“I’m just a…newcomer to the fighter’s scene,Mr.Chang. I don’t just defeat fighters—I BREAK THEM!”

“Yeah well,just don’t be taking any of their lives,got it?”said Pound. “We can only go so far here.”

“Oh,most certainly,sir.”said Dar. “That would only end their humiliation of defeat.”
“That’s…not what I meant.”said Pound.

Sagat eyed the savage and mysterious fighter intently.
“Hmmmm…it seems I may get what I came here for after all.”
 

The rest of the matches went on as followed,Sagat,Dar and the others plowed through the competition.

Many were defeated by the actual Street Fighter contestants,but the one named Dar left many broken and twisted opponents in his wake.

Until,it was down to at least 12 fighters left.

Sagat,Alex,Birdie,Zangief,Darun,T.Hawk,Sodom,Honda,Hugo,Dar and two more fighters were left standing around the ring.

“Next fight—Sodom VS ThumpN’Guts!”said Pound.

Sodom’s opponent was a large and brutal looking fighter dressed in black and purple wrestling duds with an armored mask of some kind covering his face.

“FIGHT!”said Pound.

Thump jumped high into the air and then slammed both of his boots into Sodom’s chest,knocking him backwards.

Thump then followed it up as he decked Sodom several times in the face with a spinning larier.

“Copycat.”said Zangief.
Sodom then swung out his left hand,hitting Thump back and away.

The samurai sumo then jumped for his feet,and prepared to lift him off,but before he could,Thump landed an elbow onto his head,knocking him out hard!

Thump was the winner.

”That’s too bad.”said Honda. “I was hoping to fight him.

“Next fight—T.Hawk VS La Grange.”said Pound.

Hawk’s opponent was a tall,lean and muscular fighter with oily white skin,blonde cropped hair and wore nothing but a pair of black speedos.

He almost looked like a human version of Gill or Urien in some ways.

“FIGHT!”said Pound.

T.Hawk made the first move as he leapt into the air and did his Air dive,but just as he got close enough,La Grange slapped him backwards with a backhand move.

Hawk fell on his face.
“HAHA—pitiful!”said Grange. “Got anything better?”
“I’m….just warming up!”said Hawk as he got back up and pressed his attack.

He thrust both hands forward,but Grange caught them both and then slammed several kicks into his abdomen and then went straight for an upper punch to Hawk’s face.

Once he was stunned open,Grange then brought up a rising knee at Hawk’s chin!

“KRRRAAKKK!”
Hawk fell backwards and was next to be out cold.

Grange was the winner.
“Man,poor Hawk.”said Honda.
“Yeah,just as he made it this far.”

The list was now down to 10 fighters and once it was down to eight,the finals would commence.

Meanwhile,many miles away in Venice,Italy…

In her stately home,self appointed spirit guardian of the earth Rose sat at her table with her tarot cards and crystal ball,consulting anything that was wrong in the sprit and mortal world.

Suddenly,she sensed something vital.

“Hmmmm…what’s this?”she said as she gazed into her ball.

An image of something torn open at a building site in London England was revealed.

She recognized it instantly.
“Oh no---he’s free!”she said. “At long last—the evil Dar is free from the confines my ancestor laid him in! I must search where he is at once!”

She looked deep into the astral plane and found where he was.

“Hong Kong..a fighter’s contest---many known street fighters—and—Sagat?”she said. “I must go there at once!”

She then swung her mystic scarf,and was gone.