The stil shut-down civic center for the arts was soon to become a battlefield.

With the mysterious evil and killers revealled,Ryu and the other street fighters were then transported apart from each other in different sections of the building.

With each of them seperated,Den Matrimon and his crew of fellow vampires were able to hunt them down and pick them off,one at a time.

But…little did Den and his bloodsuckers knew,that Ryu Hoshi and his fellow World Warriors were not going to be an easy prey to take on.

Chun-Li found herself in a lounge room,with the doors locked.
“Damn!”she thought as she began to kick the front door open.

“I should’ve known there was more to those..’heavy hitters’ than met the eye. But I never would’ve realized that they were actually…vampires!

That part I really don’t get at all…I mean…in all my years in Interpol,working with Guile,Cammy,Charlie,even Ryu and Ken. Fighting in the tournaments undercover,taking on Shadaloo and the Utopia’s worst…I never would’ve thought I would be dealing with….living horror movie rejects?

Well…whatever they really are…they are not gonna get away with this! And they sure as hell are not gonna commit any more murders—let alone kill any of my friends!”

On that last thought of determination,the mistress of the lightning kick finally smashed through the thick wood of the front door and shoved it open.

She then sommersaulted out into the hall and was back onto her two feet,ready for anything.

Unfortuantely,no one was there…for now at least.

“I could either wait here for at least one of those ‘bloodsuckers’to come,maybe I can try to take at least one of them down and discover whether they’re real or not.

On second thought….what if Ryu and the others might not be lucky enough to find out or take them down. Looks like I’m off on my own hunt after all!”

Chun-Li raced down through the winding corridors and halls of the building,hoping more to find a fellow friend or team-mate,than a vampire.

Suddenly,as she made her way down through a hallway with the moonlight coming from the skylight,something jumped down in front of her.

Li gasped in reaction to see that it was…

Tana So Moon,fellow Kung-fu fighter.
“Good evening,as a certain count always said.”she said.
“Tana!”said Li. “Are—are you and the others really—vampire creatures?”

Tana went over to a wooden door,smashed a piece off,and bit into it with her deadly fangs.
She then spat out the wood.
“That answer your question.Xiang?”she said.

“I just had to ask.”said Li wearilly. “We don’t have to do this you know!”
“Oh,yes we do.”said Tana. “You see my master Den has big plans for you street fighters as well as the rest of humanity. And before this night is over…the vampire Darkstalkers shall rule the earth?”

“Darkstalkers…?”said Li. “I..always thought that was a mythical fable.”
“Believe what you will,Li.”said Tana. “But if I was you,I’d be more concerned with getting my shapely ass intact!”

Tana stared at Li’s chest and licked her fangs.
“Mmmm…and I think I know just where to start when Idraw first blood,hmmm-mmm!”she said.
“Great!”thought Li in disgust and anger. “I get to fight a vampire—and a dyke!”
 

WHILE IN A LONE STORE ROOM…

Sean Matsuda awoke to find himself lying up against a big thick box.
He arose and found several boxes of shapes and sizes marked either fragile or show-room use only.

The doors in front of him were both a pair of double-doors made of steel,but no lock was on the inside.

“Man!”he thought as he went up to the doors.
“Why don’t they ever build safety catches with these things in case someone got locked in?”

Sean then decided to go for his Hadou-ken fireball,the newer version that Master Ken taught him before.

He began to charge up ki energy and was about to unleash it,when suddenly he heard someone outside.
“Hey,is someone in there…?”they said,it was Ken’s voice.

Sean gasped in amazement.
“Master Ken!”he said. “Open up,it’s me Sean!”

“Sean..?”said Ken’s voice. “You’re in there?”
“Yeah,I wouldn’t be calling out if I wasn’t calling ya? Now c’mon—open the door!”said Sean.

The sounds of a lock being pulled open and a handle being turned were heard outside.

Sean stood proudly as the doors opened.

“Thanks a bunch Master…”began Sean.

But…his sentence was cut-off as he soon discovered that the person standing in front of him was not Ken…

…but was Chen Wong,the Aikaido fighter.

“…Ken?”he said.

Chen spoke again,using Ken Master’s voice.
“Sean…Sean…Sean…HAHAHA!”he said.

“Y-YOU?!”said Sean.

“Me.”said Chen.

He then grabbed Sean by the top of his shirt tunic,and heaved him over his head in a cast iron grip.

“UH—WHOOOAH!”Sean replied.
“You and me have got some unfinished business as they say—KID!”said Chen.

The vampire warrior then threw Sean out into the hall,causing him to crash into a nearby waste can.

Chen chuckeled wickedly.
“You think you’re such a big-shot huh?”said Chen. “You and that self-absorbed dolt Masters you worship? HA! You and the rest of your Street Fighters are—FREAKIN’HISTORY!”

Chen’s eyes glowed an intense red and his fearsome fangs shown as he opened his mouth wide as the eyes could see.

WHILE AROUND THE CONCESSION STANDS….

Sodom strode around the corridor that cotained the concession stands and restrooms.
He didn’t like this set-up at all.
All he wanted was actually compete in a real live tournament,win a nice sum of prize money to gather some real explosive weapons and followers to resurrect Mad Gear and hopefully take on Guy in the finals as a last minute revenge scheme.

But now instead.the samurai finds himself fighting for his life against something he only saw in horror movies even down at the Metro City movie theaters.

“Man,if I ever get outta this,”he thought. “I’ll never associate with Guy or any of his self-righteous pals again---on anything! And most of all—if I ever get my hands on that freakish bastard Den—I am so gonna rip him a wide-open for scaring the bejeebies outta me and sending me as well as Guy out in the middle of nowhere in this damn building!”

As Sodom was about to go past the third stand,his stomach began to rumble.
He hadn’t had any lunch or dinner since this whole fiasco began.

He looked at the door of the stand,it was naturally locked.
He also knew that his former Mad gear days were momentarilly behind him. And the courts warned him in the past not to do anything he’d regreat,not even petty theft let alone breaking him.

He then thought…”Screw it and screw them…I’m starving!”
Sodom went up to the door,placed both of his massive hands on it,applied the necessary pressure—and ripped it off from the hindges.

Upon entering,he found that it was a stand that served Little Casear’s pizza,chips,drinks,and various candy bars.

“Not exactly the most…notricious meals a samurai in shape could look for…”he thought. “But it’ll do.”

Sodom opened the fridge containg the frozen mini-pizzas and beverages.

He then placed one in the microwave oven for two minutes.
And while he waited,he got out a six pack of Mug Root Beer and a couple of snickers bars and chowed down both of them while waiting.

Once the pizza was done,he took it out and sat down on a nearby bench,ate it and washed it down with a couple of cans of root beer.

“Aaaaahhh…”replied Sodom as he patted his stomach.
“That was a good meal.”

“Glad you enjoyed it,Sodom.”said a voice in the darkness. “Cause it’s gonna be your last meal—EVER!”

Sodom jumped to his feet,both sai weapons drawn.
Emerging from the shadows was the sumo,Ugyo.

“Ugyo!”said Sodom. “I shoulda known!”
“Yeah—you should.”said Ugyo. “So…ready for a little—re-match before you die? Cause I’m pretty famished myself—for your blood!”

“Bring it on lard ass!”said Sodom. “BRING-IT-ON!”

THE LOBBY PART OF THE BUILDING…

Dudley found himself in that lonely area,seated down on one of the benches.
He decided to camly wait it out for someone to come.
Whether it be human…or otherwise.

Suddenly,he heard a footfall,and knew someone was there.

Unfortunately,it was not one of his fellow fighters,it was from the other side—LITERALLY!

“Well lookee here..”said a voice,it was Fred,the kickboxer. “..if it ain’t the prince of whales boxing champ.”

Dudley sighed.
“I might’ve known one of your lot would come for me here.”said Dudley as he arose.
“Right on cue holmes.”said Fred. “Now,you either surrender—or we fight—which is it?”

“A true gentlemen or warrior never backs down from a fight.”said Dudley. “I will take you down in true fighting spirit—or die trying!”

Fred chuckled. “I like the part about the die trying there,dud.
But that’s okay,it’ll make your blood a lot more—sweeter to the taste—when I rip you open and suck ya dry!”

“Correction!”said Dudley. “That’s why you’ll try monster! So—prepare yourself for you face the boxing champion of England and recent contestant of the last World Warrior tournament!”

WHILE IN THE MAIN OFFICE…

Ken found himself in the front seat of the office room he was in.
“Whoop!”said Ken as he got up. “I’d better not touch or damage anything or the main organizer of the civic center’ll take it outta my pockets.”

Suddenly,he heard someone say his name.

“You were the best of the very best Ken Masters.”
It was Ted Durst’s voice.

Ken turned to see him standing there across from him.
“Ted!”said Ken. “I---take it you’re not here to help me?”
“Bingo.”said Ted.

“Now---now look Ted.”said Ken. “You were always a great fighter yourself,you did it long before I entered the US fighting circuit. I always admired and respected you. Hoping you and I would make it in a real match someday.”

“Well,now’s your chance.”said Ted. “Cause we will make this a real match,one-on-one.”

“No,”said Ken. “not like this. If I lose—you’ll…you’ll do what those other…creatures out there have been doing---you’ll suck my blood!”

“Maybe I will.”said Ted. “And I admit I always admired you as well Ken. You impressed me when you entered the Street Fighter tourneys of Sagat,Bison and that Gill freak.

Even if you didn’t win 1st place..you gained the admiration of the entire US fighting circuit even more.

But now…if you wanna continue to hold that title as well as your life for not only yourself but your loved ones like your wife and kid…then you gotta fight me.”

“Ted,no!”said Ken. “You can’t let this happen—you’ve always been stronger than that! Fight it—fight whatever it is that Den creep did to you!”

“Man,why you guys always gotta try shouting the futile fight it garbage,when it don’t work?”said Ted. “Cause it don’t!

But I gotta tell ya,if wasn’t for that Den bastard,I wouldn’t have to do this. I would’ve wanted it to be an honorable match..without no—bloodshed. But I’m afraid that was another life Ken,cause the man you or anyone you did know as Ted Durst…is pretty much dead.

What ya see is what ya get now. And yeah I know that sucks pretty bad,but…I am offering you a way outta this. Fight me here and now.

Being a vampire I have more than just my own fighting abilites,but I will use my own fighting abilites at your level. Only then maybe you got a fighting chance. Pardon the pun of course.”

Ken sighed. “All right,but…before we begin this match. Would you mind telling me..who or what this..Den guy is? And—did he really kill Michael Blaines after the last contest?”

“Can’t tell ya that either Ken.”said Ted. “But..just for old times sake…yeah I’m afraid he’s the one who did in poor ‘Blazefoot’. Poor bastard never stood a chance. Now..unless you wanna end up like him. Cut the chatter and let’s get started!”

IN THE GYM ROOM…

Mika found herself in the same place where that poor monk Lei Low was just killed.
“Eeeuugh!”she said. “Here with a dead body—what could be worse?”

Suddenly,she felt a hand grab her rear end,squeezing it.

“EEEK!”cried Mika as she swung around to see who it was.

It was the Australian wrestler Rango.
“RANGO!”she said. “YOU---PERVERT!”

Rango laughed.
“Aw,is that all you have to say to your old sparring partner there,Mika?”he said. “After all that’s happened,I’m glad we’ve finally got some time alone at last!”

“Alone?”said Mika. “For what?”
“Well,dahlin’,”he said. “we can either spar a match or find a nice steam cabinet…and make some sweet lovin’? Heh-heh….I mean you wouldn’t believe some of the things I would love to do to that ripe juicy ass of yours. I hear that’s the third big nice ass since that Cammy chick or even J-Lo.”

“You stay away from me you damn pervert!”said Mika. “And if you think you’re gonna suck even a drop of my blood---your freakin’ dreaming!”

“Well now—aren’t we the fiesty one?”said Rango. “No problem,I’ll just fight ya,then after I beat ya,I’ll screw ya,and drink the blood right outta yer ass! How’s that sound for fun?”

“Man,just what have I got myself into here?”thought Mika.

THE DOWNSTAIRS LOCKER ROOMS…

Makoto awoke to find herself on the couch in the women’s locker room and lounge.

She then walked on out to see if anyone was out in the halls.
“Ryu…Ken..Sean…Chun-Li?”she called. “Anyone?”

Makoto then walked back inside to the locker room.
“Oh boy…”she thought. “…I don’t know what those bastards did..but I guess they wanted to separate us.
Okay,don’t panic…don’t buckle down or cry. I’ll just wait right here for the moment till one of them comes by.”

Suddenly,she heard the front door to the locker room close shut,and there standing before in her black chinese hook shirt and matching pants was…

“JUNO?”said Makoto.
“Right the first time,Makoto.”she said.
Makoto took a step back in caution.

“Are—are you really…one of those..vampires?”she said.

Juno shrugged and then shown her eyes and fangs,causing Makoto to yelp.
“That answer your question?”said Juno.

“I..I guess so.”said Makoto. “Look,just what do you and those guys want?”
“Want?”said Juno. “Oh,we want nothing,we live to serve our master. He wants us to either elliminate you all..or join our his cause. Either way,I guess you’re dead meat tonight…too bad!”

Makoto growled fiercely.
“Alright pig-tails!”she said. “Enough’s enough! I’m not gonna let you or your movie monster wannabes scare the crap outta of any of us any longer!”

“Oh,and what’cha gonna do about it miss p.j’s?”said Juno.
Makoto got into her fight stance.
“Take you on!”she said. “That’s what!”
“Oooh…I’m shaking..”said Juno. “..suit yourself.”

WHILE AT THAT VERY MOMENT,OUTSIDE THE BUILDING CENTER…

Guy found himself…outside of the building.
“What the devil?”he said. “I—I’m actually outside the civic center! Then that means…”

Emerging once again from the darkness was the same group of zombies that he and the others fended off earlier.

“BLOOOD!”they all screeched.
“Not good.”said Guy.

The Bushin then ran away from the zombie squad at high speed,just as a couple of their zombie hounds came after him.

Guy managed to make his way to the back door.
But when he made it and reached for the handle,it was locked.

“NO!”he said.
Suddenly,he heard a laugh from above.
There,on the roof ledge was Hiryu,the ninja.

“Hiryu!”said Guy. “What’s the meaning of this?”
“Isn’t it obvious?”said Hiryu. “You’re trapped—like a rat,and the only way out is through me.”

Guy took a jump and bounce up the wall and made it to the same place where Hiryu was.
“So,”said Guy. “we at last meet in combat.”

“Indeed we do.”said Hiryu. “Our master Den has instructed each of us to find,challenge and then kill each of you,adding you to our little collection of…followers like the ones in the parking lot down there.”

“I see…”said Guy. “..but before we fight Hiryu,I wish to know. Are you or are you not—creations of either Shadaloo or the being known as Gill?”

“Them?”said Hiryu. “Huh…don’t insult me or even my master. Those upstarts don’t even posess the powers of dark magic to do what he’s amassed.”

“He..?”said Guy. “You mean Den?”
“Yes as a matter of fact.”said Hiryu. “So at least you won’t go to your grave worrying about being taken down by a third wheel like Bison. So…shall we talk,or shall we dance,Bushin ninja?”

“We shall indeed dance,creature of night.”said Guy. “For you face the power of Bushinryyu!”

WHILE BACK AT THE DAMAGED REMAINS OF THE BATTLE ARENA…

Ryu looked around at the battled damaged remains of what was once the place for the tournament finals.
It all looked so easy at first..but now,it was indeed a very monumental task to cope with.

“This would’ve been a great battle at first.”said a voice above Ryu.
Looking up,Ryu saw Den hanging upside from the ceiling…like a bat.

“Den…!”said Ryu.
“Right you are,Ryu Hoshi,the greatest warrior of the Street Fighters.”said Den as he floated downward to the ground and flipped himself back onto his feet.

“Who—or what—are you?” said Ryu.

“I might’ve though that the little..demonstration would’ve proved as to who or what we were. We---are vampires,plain and simple.”

“Vampires…?”said Ryu in disbelief. “That…that’s impossible!
Those kind of creatures don’t even exist! You—you’ve got to be some kind of genetically created killing machines from that monster Bison or even Gill himself!”

Den laughed.
“Those…third wheel warhorses?”he said. “Don’t even insult me,Ryu.
I can’t believe how is it that a man such as yourself,after all the journeys you’ve made,all the people you’ve met and all the opponents,madmen,elemntal beings and even a couple of killer demons that you’ve fought…that you can’t keep an open mind on whatever else would be out there in the world today?”

“I admit…that as a street fighter and one time title holder of the World Warriors tournament,that I have been through and seen a lot,but I never thought I’d see---THIS!”

Den chuckled.
“I’m afraid there’s still a lot that even you have much to learn about.”
“Well,enough about my unknowns,”said Ryu. “what exactly do you and your bloodsucking demons want with my friends and myself?

And are you and the others the one who killed those other three fighters we we found,and are you the ones who have been murdering other martial artists and street fighters these past few months. As well as the recent tournament champion Michael Blaines?’

“As a matter of fact,yes.”said Den. “We are the culprits. But believe me,there’s been a lot more to this than just—simple murders.”

“What then…?”said Ryu.
“Ah,that would be rather telling completely of the whole affair at first,now wouldn’t it?”said Den. “If you wish to find out more about this situation and what to do to avoid it…then you must fight me here—and now!”

“Fight you?”said Ryu.
“That’s what I’m offering isn’t it?”said Den. “We never got a chance to finish our first ever match thanks to that bastard Bison! I promise you this,when this is all over,I will personally find and fry that balloon bulged ass of his!

Oh,and your friends are in the same kind of sitaution as well with the rest of my fellow nightstalkers. Think of it as a continuation of the tournament we were in. And if you wish for mt to order them to cease and desist,once again the same offer applies.”

“I guess I haven’t got a choice here ,do I?”said Ryu.
“Well,you could surrender as I suggested earlier.”said Den. “But,now that it occurs to me it wouldn’t be as much fun to actually fight the one who toppled Sagat as well as defying Bison and Gill. Now,enough iddle chatter---LET US BEGIN!”

The two warriors of good and evil got into their fight stance as a truly deadly battle was about to commence.

WHILE BACK IN THE NEATHEREALM…

Charlie was knocked backwards by a backfist blow from the creature known as Bestial.
“HA!”said the creature. “Mistress Morrigan offered this puny mortal to best me? This match will be over in a matter of minutes!”

Charlie then took a dash at Bestial and planted a Knee Bazooka into his gut.
Bestial grunted air and was knocked slightly off his feet.

“I’ll show ya I’m not as puny as ya think,furball!”said Charlie. “C’MON!”

While back up in the arena stands,the two Darkstalkers watched with interest,while Cammy sat at one side of the stand and Frostus the other.

“Do you think this,Charlie Nash will be triumphant,Morrigan?”said Guinevere.
“Maybe,and maybe not.”said Morrigan. “These mortal street fighters have indeed bested many as great as they are,but only in their plane of existence. So…it may be a 50/50 chance.”

“Hmmmm…yes.”said Guinevere. “Either way,we must vanquish the sole descedant of our ancient foe,once and for all.”

“Indeed.”said Morrigan. “Though I’d never thought that the lord of the vampires,would be able to sire a son.”

SAN FRANSICO FISHING BAY…

Hoisted and parked near the warehouse ports of the sea bay lays a large white ocean liner,lined with red and gold with the letters,S.S.MOONLIGHT.

It may have looked like an everday sea faring ship,but within it’s hallowed halls was indeed a fortress of evil!

Deep within the master quarters,was a set of cedar wood coffins.

And there,above the master coffin of Den Matrimon was a painted portrait of the one they follow the spirit of.

It is the portrait of a man with chalk white skin,spiked up red hair and a deep blue cloak resting on his shoulders.

His eyes are of deep red and pure evil and his grin revealls a set of razor sharp fangs.

Below the portrait is the name:DIMITRI MAXIMOV.

And there,a solid gold placque placed across the front top of the coffin is the name…

“DEN MAXIMOV,SON OF DIMITRI MAXIMOV.”