Note from the author
Aside from Klyde and Bryan, I don’t own any of these characters. (Although I wouldn’t mind owning a few…mmm Cammy…) This is my first attempt at a fanfic, so work with me here, and please…how about some constructive critisism,ok?
Chapter 1
“Come on Klyde. You aren’t kidding anyone with that fireball.”
Klyde Kadell sighed as he and his friend finshed their training for the day. He reached down and picked up his backpack and turned to face his friend. He stood about six feet tall with a slim muscular body covered with a blue training gi. On top of his mass of black hair he wore a simple black hat with “Klyde” stiched on in blue thread.
His friend Bryan laughed at him. “You can’t beat me with that weak ass fireball bro. Why don’t you give up with that Dan worshiping crap. It’s gay.” Bryan smiled as he pulled himself up to his full height of six foot two inches. “You should try to be more like me.” Bryan trained daily in the ways of the Shotokan style and was becoming an impressive fighter.
“How many times do I have to say no? My style will be the best once I master it.” Klyde and Bryan idolized the street fighters, people who spent their whole lives fighting. But that was where similarities ended. Bryan had read about a man named Ryu, a Shotokan fighter, who defeated the feared Muay Thi legend Sagat in a tournament and wished to become strong like him. Klyde loved fighting, but he didnt think you had to be so serious about it. Klyde had heard of a fighter who trained with a pink gi. His name was Dan Hibiki. He had formed the “Saikyo-Ryuu” style of fighting, which meant “Strongest style”. Klyde thought that was what fighting was all about, forming your own path. So he took a bit of the Saikyo-Ryuu and had formed his own style, the "Gado-Saikyo-Ryu:, the Self-taught Strongest style.
Unfourtanetly, Bryan’s Shotokan derivative tended to defeat Klyde’s style. Where Bryan could throw large fireballs a great distance, Klyde’s “Gadoken” could barely go five inches. Klyde had begun to lose hope.
“Bryan, listen…I don’t think I’ll be there for training anymore.”
“Ha. You’re finally giving up?”
“No… I’m leaving. The only way I’ll get stronger is through experience. I’m going on a journey to better myself.”
Bryan stopped, a little shocked. “Are you serious?”
Klyde nodded.“Yeah… I think it’s time.”
“Well, where do you plan to go?”
“I’ve wanted to go on this trip for a while now, so I have a lot of money saved up. I’m gonna travel the world and find Dan. I’d like to meet him.”
“So you’re really gonna go through with this?”
“Yep. I’m gonna leave tommorow morning. I’ve got a flight booked for 9 oclock for China.”
“Well, I wish you the best of luck then, Klyde.”
Now it was Klyde’s turn to look shocked. “You mean that? No gay jokes, no attempts to destroy my self esteem?”
“Yeah, this might be good for you. Maybe you’ll quit being a bitch once you’ve had your head beat in a few times.”
Klyde sighed. Bryan knew how to mess up a dramatic moment quite well, but that was what made Bryan Bryan. “Well, when I get back, I’ll call you and let you know how it went.”
The two friends clapped each others hands in a parting gesture, and then seperated. Klyde walked off, mind full of the possibilities of his upcoming trip. Little did he know what was actually in store for him…