He had agreed to go with Guy and the others to the newly re-established tournament,but had to get together some specially designed training gear for just such and occasion.

He was carrying two suitcases containing both personal needs and the special gear he had designed and made for him.

He then went to a pay phone and punched up the number to the special Interpol HQ Ken had given him.

“Hello?”said a voice on the other end. “Interpol HQ.”
“Yeah,could ya get me a man named Charlie Nash?”said Sodom.
“Just a moment.”said the receptionist.

After a whole minute of waiting,Charlie answered the phone.
“Hello…?”he said.
“Nash?”said Sodom. “It’s me,Sodom.”
“Oh,right…Ken and Guy told me you were going to be a bit late.”said Charlie. “Was there a problem?”
“No problems.”said the samurai. “Just wanted to get some specifically designed training gear for the tournament.”

“That’s right.”said Charlie. “From what I remember in my visits to metro City,I saw you use deadly sai and katana weapons. I’m surprised you turned pretty straight after your defeats from Guy and the others.”

“Don’t rub it in,Nash.”said Sodom. “I run a dojo with a weapon collectors shop on the side now.”
“That’s good to hear,Sodom.”said Charlie. “But it’ll be a lot more reassuring,if you keep your nose clean.”
“Yeah,right…”said Sodom.”…look I’m here to try my hand—or hands at a competition. So where do I go to train,sign up and what’s the lowdown on what’s happening with this tourney?”

“One question at a time Sodom.”said Charlie. “The first thing you can do is come down to local Interpol HQ on the edge of town.”

Charlie gave him the address.
“When you get there,I’ll give ya the full skinny and then you can head back to an exclusive club where the others are,called Frank’s Gym.”

“Okay will do,I’ll be there.”said Sodom.
He then hung up the phone and went off to hail a cab.

WHILE BACK AT THE BLUE PANTHER CLUB…

Ken,Sean and Dudley sat in front of the bar sipping their drinks.
Dudley had a vodka martini,Ken a tequilla sunrise and Sean…he was still not quite old enough to drink so he was forced to have a coke on the rocks.

“Drink it like an alcoholic beverage and not down it and you’ll enjoy it more.”said Ken.
“Swell…”said Sean glumly.
“Look at this way young Sean.”said Dudley. “There are plenty of festivities around here to make up for it.”

Sean looked back at the dance floor,and saw plenty of hot looking ladies shaking their stuff with the guys.

He then downed his drink and went off to join in on the fun.
“Sorry gents.”said Sean as he went off. “You take the bar,I’ll take the ladies.”
“Well,enjoy yourself.”said Ken. “But be careful what you’re getting into.”
“Ken’s right,ladies and dancing is something he didn’t teach you in Shoto-class.”said Dudley.
“Haha…”said Sean. “…just watch me work!”

Sean went off into the crowd of dancers and looked for the right single babe to boogie with.

While that was happening,someone watched Sean from a safe distance.
“Ah,the young shotokan who trains under Ken Masters.”thought the onlooker. “Now would be a good time to strike.”

The watcher then entered the other side of the crowd and began to make their way towards Sean.

Sean began to have trouble moving around in the crowd,when suddenly he bumped into someone.
“Oh uh—excuse me.”he said.

The person he bumped into swung around revealled themselves to be—a drop dead gorgeous woman!
She was young,tall and both slender with a few voluptous sections on her,long dark brown hair rested in the middle of her back,her oval shaped face displayed an angel-like beauty with luscious red lips and deep oriental green eyes that gave off a hypnotizing effect.

She wore a black mandarin style dress with red trim that showed off her slender and sexy legs along with a pair of velvet high heel shoes.

Sean’s complete focus of words and movements were both equally stunned by the woman’s ravashing beauty,and certain tingly feelings in certain parts of his body made it even harder to focus.

“I uh—I---.”replied Sean in a nervous tone.
“Wanna dance?”said the woman. “Most certainly!”

Before Sean could reply,the woman grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into the middle of the dance floor,and she started to throw him about in a tango-sort of way.

Ken and Dudley saw the whole thing happen,and were both pretty surprised.
“Whoa-hoh!”said Ken. “Looks like Sean bit off more than he could-freakin’chew there!”
“I couldn’t agree more.”said Dudley. “Maybe when this whole things over with you could teach him some of your..dare I say…macho charm?”

“I might need a little help on your help from your…continental charm,Dudley.”said Ken.

WHILE BACK IN THE GYM….

R.Mika threw around her last wrestling opponent across the ring with his legs.
“WHAM!”he went as he crashed to the floor.

Mika jumped about in the air,signifying her victory pose.
“All right…who else they think they can beat me at wrestling?”she said.

The rest of the guys and gals who were practicioners in wrestling ran out of the room in a panicked frenzy.
Mika then shrugged and just as she was about to exit from the ring,a voice called out to her.

“Not bad there….but if you want a real match,how about taking me on?”
“Wha---who said that?”said Mika looking around in the now empty room.

Emerging from the shadows was a wrestling man himself.
He was tall,sturdy and well muslced in every corner.

He had light red hair that was slightly balding at the top,and a goattee on his chin.
He wore a set of wrestling togs in red and blue with a pir of blue suspenders and red gauntlets around his wrists flame desings on the legs,and a solid gold belt that read WFW CHAMPION on it.

“And who might you be?”said Mika.
“Rango Willis,the Fire Comet!”he said in an australin accent. “Recent champion of the World Federation of Wrestling!”

“Hmmm…I’m afraid I haven’t heard of you before.”said Mika. “I hail from Japan and Russia anways.”
“Figures on that one mate.”said Rango. “I was a bigger hit back in the 1980’s anyways. But I am still—and always will be—the best!”

“Well,let’s just see how much best you really are old-timer.”said Mika. “Let’s have a match.”

“Don’t mind if I do dah-lin’.”said Rango as he jumped onto the ropes and into the ring.
 

WHILE BACK UPSTAIRS…

Ryu took a break from training Makoto,and let Guy spar with her for a bit.

She thrust out both of her fists several times in a fast and furious manner,but the Bushin dodged and blocked off every one of the fist moves.

Makoto then rushed at Guy and did a roundhouse for his head,but the ninja ducked it as well.
And with a turn of his waist he slammed his elbow into Makoto’s chest,knocking her backwards to the floor.

Ryu whistled. “I gotta hand it to ya Guy.”he said. “When it comes to not holding the least bit still,you’re one human whirlwind to reckon with.”

“Thanks,master Zeku taught me the best.”said Guy.
“The best huh?”said Makoto as she got up from the floor. “How about another try?”

Guy turned to face Makoto,and raised an eyebrow.
While he was looking at her,Makoto looked into the eyes of Ryu,who was looking back at her.
He simply nodded in approval that he knew what she was going to do.

“You sure about that,young one?”said Guy. “You may want to practice your moves on a sandbag some more before sparring with me for real.”

“No,I want to try again on some of your moves.”she said. “Tell you what,I’ll stand here in fight stance and you jump upward and then come down at me with a super move of your choice.”

Guy shrugged.
“Very well,if you insist.”he said. “Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Guy got into fight stance,sprinted forward and jumped high as the ceiling.

Makoto simply just stood there,calm as water.
Guy then sailed downward at Makoto,about to do some harm as soon as he came in contact with her.

But before he could do anything,Makoto made her move!
The karate girl jumped up at Guy,and did a Disco Uppercut in the style of the Shoryuken!
And she got him right in the chin!

“WHAM!”
Guy hollored in pain as he fell to the floor,and crashed right on his backside.
Makoto landed on her feet safely,and raised her fists in the air for victory.

“ALRIGHT—YEAH!”she said. “Score one for karate fighting!”

“Looks like my teachings for your style paid off well,Makoto.”said Ryu.
“Yeah,thanks Ryu-san!”said Makoto. “This’ll help me in the tournament a lot!”

“Maybe.”said Guy. “But just you wait till either of you face me as well as others in the tournament.”

“Indeed,you will all be facing stong opponents in the contest this Friday night.”said a voice.
Makoto jumped. “Who said that?”

Emerging from the shadows was a tall and slim young man.
He was bald and appeared to be asian like they were,except his head was shaved bald.
He wore a ninja style outfit like Guy’s,except it’s colors were dark blue and black and had a black belt tied around the waist.

“And who might you be…?”said Ryu.
The ninja bowed.
“I am Hiryu Kanada,ninjitsu warrior,former clansmen of the Dragonflies.”he said. “And I wish to challenge the Bushin master Guy to a single combat match.

Guy was surprised to find someone would challenge him to a fight.

WHILE BACK OUTSIDE AT THE BLUE PANTHER CLUB…

A black limo pulled up outside the front entrance of the club.
At the wheel were not one but two well-known Shadaloo thugs—Birdie and Cracker Jack!

“There it is…”said Birdie. “…the club the boss-man intercepted where some of Ryu’s pals were.”
“Well,let us make haste not waste no monsieur Birdie?”said Jack.
“You said it frenchy.”said Birdie.
He then turned to some of the armed hoods in the back seats.
“Alright mates, battle stations.”he said. “ we got some Street Fighters to rustle up!”

Any way you look at it,some unavoidable confrontations were about to unfold