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Fliers were scattered throughout the world, invitations from S.I.N to pull up to the new Worldwide Fighting Tournament. Sent to all the past tournament fighters and any deemed worthy of an invitation.
And of course, one of them happened to be The Mysterian. Last seen as a bonus fight for Marc Wang, he has gone under a complete overhaul since the fight with Akuma all those months ago.
He was taller, buffed his athletic build to be on par with the likes of someone like Cody, as he didn't like the thought of being overtly muscular like Haggar or Guile. His skin had a faint tan yet still remained his pale complexion, his hair once a beautiful blonde now tinted with a light red - a powerful white hair dye used to keep some semblance of his old hair. Dark lines formed on his arms and chest and he wore contacts to hide his red eyes.
He wore a dark blue dress shirt merging the line to grey, black corduroy's and dress shoes and fingerless gloves. A far cry from his juvenile outfit from the second tournament.
The Mysterian was hand delivered a flier to join the tournament, and as his love for fighting grew as he aged he had no reason to decline the invitation. Afterall, he thought himself a true warrior.
"Hello everybody!" The now older announcer shouted, his shades taped to the sides of his head. "We're coming to you live right in front of a drive-in diner. Where former tournament champion The Mysterian makes his return since 1993! With a wildly different look after tapping into his...what's it called? Chop Suey no Hado? In that fight with that demon Akuma we've all come to remember."
The camera panned to the left, The Mysterian standing with his arms crossed. "I was your age when I began fighting." He said as the camera panned to the right, a schoolgirl no older than 18 stretching and bouncing in delight. "Sakura!" The announcer exclaimed, "Blanka said you were a great fighter, let's put that to the test!" She exclaimed, getting into her fighting stance.
"Three. Two. One....FIGHT!"
Sakura ran over, starting with a dodged right hook followed by a dodged knee to the guts. Her opponent crouching down and hitting her with a charged uppercut, the electricity shooting through her as she flung in the air, The Mysterian sweeping the ground, though his opponent managed to dodge it as she got up and tried firing a hadoken which he jumped over.
He sidestepped the hurricane kick, flinched from the shoryuken, and delivered multiple blows ending in a sweep kick and a kick to the head. "Halt! Perfect! The Mysterian wins the first round." The announcer said, The Mysterian lending a hand to her and helped her reposition.
"Three. Two. One. Fight!"
Sakura ran forward, landing a sweep kick and throwing The Mysterian around before he could hit the ground. And once up, he was struck with a powerful kick to the side and a punch to the gut.
He grabbed Sakura's arm to spin behind her and throw her to the ground, kneeing her in the back and launching her forward in the process, prompting a loud groan from her.
Sakura charged a punch and struck through his block, kicking him in the head and punching him in the chest three times.
Her opponent ducked down landed another charged uppercut to her chin, and another to her back as she flung in the air and another before she finally landed down. "Halt! The Mysterian wins!"
Sakura watched the man help her up, "With some training, I'm sure you'll be as good as Ryu some day." He said, though his words were drowned by the noise of the score machine tallying him up to 90k.