Chun Li

After you finish forcing the dirty sheets into one of the washing machines downstairs next to the building’s lobby, you sit back on the whirring machine and have a good long think about Mitsuru’s proposal. The question eventually comes down to one factor, what type of fighter do you want to be? There’s a strong chance in the near future that Mitsuru retrieves enough magic stones to make another card, so would it serve you best to summon someone who specialises in unarmed combat? The suit turns your entire body into a weapon after all. Or could you prod Mitsuru into making a cool signature weapon that isn’t the Sledgehammer?

Tifa, Chun-Li, Erza, Yang, Kendo… those are just a few. There are hundreds and hundreds of female fighting game characters with their own styles and designs. With an entire universe of people to pick from, it’s no wonder that you’re left agonising over the choice until the machine finally finishes saving your poor, poor bedsheets. You open the door and stuff them back into the basket.

At a time like this, it helps to be decisive. Which is why you pull out your phone, find a randomizer website, and put in the aforementioned names before spinning the wheel. You watch with bated breath as the wheel spins around and around, slowing and finally settling on…

Chun-Li.

A classic. Attractive, powerful, those thighs! The poster-woman for the most influential fighting game franchise in history. Most importantly she’s a talented martial artist with a unique style. You decisively type out her name in a message to Mitsuru and send it away. You have some errands to run that don’t involve the lab, so you set about your routine while Mitsuru works on the card.

The next day you make your scheduled visit to the laboratory. The first thing you notice is that the lab is much, much messier than usual. It’s obvious that Mitsuru has continued to experiment with some of the prototypes that Lala designed during her visit. What’s new are several weapons with a similar design to that of the Sledgehammer. Swords, axes and lances hang from the back wall in various stages of completion.

Before you can even call out to Mitsuru, she appears beside you and thrusts a new card into your chest. You grab it and hold it out for inspection.

“Miss Li is awaiting your summons,” she comments dryly.

“Thanks.”

Mitsuru rolls her eyes and returns to her workbench, “That is to say, you should consider summoning her and starting. It will take a long time for you to learn even the basics.”

You stare at the card with a deep frown, “Now that I think about it, couldn’t we find someone with a really weird ability – like transferring knowledge directly into our brains?”

“Without a known example, it would take me a long time to find such a person.”

Content with Mitsurus’s explanation, you slide the card into the Sledgehammer and fire it.

“SHATTERING! CHUN-LI!”

Reality is broached once more, and out of the other side appears the woman of the hour, Chun-Li, wearing her classic blue and gold dress. She’s slightly shorter than you, boosted somewhat by a pair of boots with heels, and she is every bit as beautiful as you expected her to be. And wow, those thighs live up to the hype. They’re nearly as thick as your damn torso. You can only imagine the incredible kicking power they must provide. Chun adopts a fighting stance, expecting some kind of ambush, but when the only activity around her (Mitsuru banging a piece of sheet metal with a wooden mallet) becomes evident, she relaxes and turns to face you.

“Oh!”

“Uh, hi. Chun-Li?”

Chun studies your face and body for a moment, before bowing her head respectfully, “I can’t believe it, you’re real!”

“You already know us! That’s great, it’s nice to meet you.” She gives you a firm handshake. “We were hoping that you could help us.”

“I don’t see any enemies here.”

“No, we’re not fighting right now. I was hoping that you could teach me some martial arts. Mitsuru’s inventions are amazing and all, but I can’t use them to their full potential if I don’t know how to fight properly.”

Chun considers it for a moment before nodding, “A friend of justice just as I expected. Very well, I’ll help you fight.”

Mitsuru peels away her ear coverings and points to one of the seldom used doors on the other side of the building, “Lala built a training space for us through there.”

“Thanks, let’s go check it out.”

You unlock the door and walk into another reality bending chamber. How did Lala find the time to build this too? It’s a futuristic gym, complete with a boxing ring, punching bags, and various pieces of exercise equipment. A long mirror covers the left wall and reflects the entire room back on itself. Chun seems impressed with the space, and doesn’t elect to ask any questions about how such an improbable room works – she’s seen weirder things in her time.

“So, how do you know us?” you ask as Chun inspects the punching bag.

“A popular television series, but I never expected you to be real.”

You shrug and lean against the red leather bag, “Well, that’s kind of the same way that I feel. You know how much of a celebrity you are around here?”

“I see. So I am one of those ‘fictional characters’ summoned by you?”

“Not fiction per se, but yeah, there’s a fighting game character who is basically you. Just like how I’m a character in your media back home.”

Chun nods, her white ribbons fluttering, “You want to learn how to fight?”

“I know it’s not going to be that easy, but if I’m learning from the best… maybe I have a chance.”

Chun raises one of her legs into a raised position and holds it there, almost giving you a tantalising look at what lies below the dress. “It took me many years of non-stop training to get to where I stand now. This will not be a journey you can complete overnight.”

You nod, “Put me through my paces. I need to be able to save the world on my own.”

Chun smirks, “Get in the ring.”

You tumble out through the gym door, your legs jelly, your heart pounding, and your body covered in a thick layer of cold sweat. Chun-Li steps over your prone body and bows to Mitsuru, who is deriving a significant level of enjoyment from seeing you in such a terrible condition. Chun-Li did not hold back. After teaching you a basic stance that could be used in any combat situation, she **** you to perform a series of intense strength and stamina exercises.

And then she **** you to learn more.

And then more exercises.

Your mouth is filled with bile and you can barely breathe. This is what you’re going to have to put up with to save the world, so whipping your fat, pasty ass into shape is the least of your worries. Your arms and legs lose their purchase on the ground as Chun picks you up by the collar with one hand and carries you to the couch, allowing you to sit down and rest.

“I see your training went well,” Mitsuru observes, “Miss Li, what is your estimate for our friend to be combat ready?”

“Without these weapons? A few months at least.” Chun takes the other seat beside you. Even when relaxing on the couch she sits in an upright position with her hands in her lap. Chun didn’t even break a sweat when copying everything you just did. What kind of cardio monster had she turned herself into?

You grab a towel from the table and dry off your face. “Jeeze, that was killer.”

“You did well, you have the perseverance of a warrior. Actions and stances can be taught, but to have the correct will and attitude is much more difficult.” She casts a glance down at your prone form, “You require a shower. Properly cleansing your body after training will improve your condition greatly.”

“Good idea, shower, need one of those.”

“If you need assistance, I can also join you. Showering with another person instils a strong sense of comradery and community spirit.” The thought of those thighs naked is a little too stimulating for your bruised body at the moment, so as exciting of an idea as it is you try to keep yourself calm. Mitsuru pulls out her phone and shakes her head.

“Apologies you two, but it appears that they are attacking again.”

“Seriously? I’m totally wiped out!”

Chun stands from the couch with a determined look on her face, “Even so, I wish to see these evildoers with my own eyes. You need not fight in my place.”

You flop over and grab the Sledgehammer from the table, “Just in case we need some help.”

Mitsuru pockets her phone once more and points to the door, “They’re on fifth street and they have a drone with them. This is a chance to obtain a significant amount of material. Do not let them escape.”

Your legs cry out for mercy as you follow Chun. Hopefully she can handle this one herself.