"You found him?" asked Sniper Wolf.

"Did we ever. Higashi was waiting for us. Somehow, he knew we were coming to get him."

The waitress arrived with their coffees. She gave each of them their coffee.

"Where’s my sandwich?" asked Cactus Jack.

The waitress smiled nervously. "It should be ready in five minutes, sir. I’ll bring it to you right away."

"Well, you better," he replied.

The waitress left, walking fast towards the kitchen.

"Continue," said Vermilion.

"Oh, where was I?" he said.

"Higashi was waiting for you two," Wolf reminded him.

"Yeah, right. Higashi was waiting for us. So we sneaked into his apartment. We had our guns out, ready to pop the sucker when we saw him."

"But you didn’t see much of him," Vermilion mocked.

"Well, no," he said. "It was fast and hard. Higashi attacked us from behind, hitting us with hard kicks and elbows. We fought as best as we could, but he wouldn’t cut us no slack. He took out both our guns."

He sipped some of his coffee and smacked his lips noisily. "Aah! Tasty!"

Sniper Wolf lowered her head and smiled. Then she sipped some of her coffee. "That’s what I love from this cafeteria. They make the best coffee in the world."

"Ain’t that the truth," Cactus Jack confirmed. "Well, moving on with my story. So there we were, weaponless and all beat up, and it was only eight o’ clock in the goddamned morning. I hadn’t even had breakfast then."

Vermilion laughed with Sniper Wolf. Cactus Jack was a little loose on the head. There he was, trying to kill a man and thinking of breakfast.

"Hey, I was hungry, ok?" he said.

The waitress came back with Cactus’ sandwich. She set the plate before Jack and left in a hurry.

"Thank you," screamed Jack after her. He grabbed the sandwich with both hands and bit down a large chunk off it. Sauce dripped down his chin and into his beard. He was smiling as he chewed on the sandwich. A slice of tomato fell off the sandwich and landed on the table with and audible SMACK! He picked it up with two fingers and shoved it greedily into his mouth.

"Now, that was disgusting," Sniper Wolf said, looking elsewhere.

Vermilion wanted to hear the rest of the story. "Continue," he said, straightening his round glasses with his index finger.

"Well," Jack continued. "Stan and I were been beaten down like bitches. It was like a slap-me-silly-and-call-me-susan kind of beating. I mean, he was chewing us up."

He took another bite of his sandwich and a sip of his coffee and continued. "Then, when I heard him scream out, I knew it was going from bad to worst."

Vermilion smiled. "Don't tell me. Hurricane Upper."

Now it was Cactus Jack's turn to smile. "How'd you know?"

"It figures," he answered.

Sniper Wolf didn't know what they were talking about. "What's a Hurricane Upper?"

"Have you ever fought against Higashi? Or at least watched one of his matches?" Vermilion asked.

"Well, no," she answered. "I just know him because he's a celebrity."

"A celebrity?" mocked Jack. "Don't make me laugh!"

"At least he's more famous than you, Jack," she said and winked at him.

Jack was offended. "Hey! I'm an assassin. People are not supposed to know about me."

"He's got a point there," added Vermilion.

"Ok, may I continue?" he asked.

"By all means," slurred Sniper Wolf.

Jack gulped the rest of his sandwich down and forced it down with the last of the coffee. He set the cup on top of the plate and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "The bastard threw us a Hurricane Upper. I just saw the seven feet tall hurricane coming towards us. We had our backs to the window, so the attack forced us out of it. Shit, if it hadn't been for the pool down below, we would have died." He belched loudly. Sniper Wolf closed her eyes and smiled. "We were lucky we could escape at that time of the morning."

"But the contract's still up?" Vermilion asked.

"For Higashi?"

"Yeah."

"Sure," he answered. "I'm still after him."

"I can help you if you want to," Vermilion proposed him.

"If you boys are going to kill someone, please, count me in," Sniper Wolf added.

"You know what the problem is?" Vermilion said. "Hansen's too old. He couldn't beat even the dead Kazuya."

"Oh, I heard he died," Sniper Wolf added. "You did it?"

"I wish," Vermilion said. "I would have given everything I have to kill the little runt. He beat me up when Heihachi sent me after him. If it weren't for that Mina Hiroyuki bitch..." He left his trail go off.

"He would have killed you?" added Sniper Wolf.

"Of course not!" he screamed back, angry.

Cactus grabbed his shoulder. "Hey, easy, man. Take it easy. We're all friends here."

* * *

Vermilion was all calmed down. Sniper Wolf was used to Vermilion's tantrums, so she didn't pay it much attention. Although she knew Vermilion's tantrums had often ended in someone dying, she wasn't afraid of him.

"So, Snip," continued Jack. "I heard a little something about you and Cammy."

Sniper Wolf didn't know what to say, so she just smiled as her face reddened. She didn't know why she had blushed, since she had told this story many times.

"What happened between you and Cammy?" asked Vermilion.

"It's a long story... " she said.

"It's a long night," was Jack's answer.

"Well, if you really want to know, I'll tell you," she said. "But this is the last time I tell this story to anyone. I told it once to Revolver Ocelot and he has used it to shame me."

"Sounds good to me," said Jack. "As long as you tell it to me, I don't care if you never tell it again."

She blushed again. She didn't know why. Maybe it was because of Vermilion's stare. She liked Vermilion. He was actually cute, and his hair was beautiful.

She didn't want him to know about her feelings for him, though.

"You boys remember the time when Cammy began to work for Shadowloo?" she asked. "That time, I was working with them, too. That was before I began working with Liquid Snake. So you know what the whole story between Cammy and Shadowloo is, right?"

They both nodded.

"Well, after Cammy betrayed Bison and Shodowloo, he sent me after her. I followed her for six months, taking my time, following her every move."

The fat waitress came by their table and took the empty cups. They waited until she left and she continued.

"You boys know that I kill all my contracts, right?"

They both nodded again.

"Not this time," she continued. "This time was different. I remember I finally got Cammy in the crosshairs on New Year's Eve. She was on a hotel room in Italy. I was in another hotel, and my window was right in front hers. And let me tell you, the little blond spy wasn't shy. No, sir. She picked one of them rooms with huge windows instead of walls." They both stared at her. Cactus Jack was smiling. "I set my rifle and my scope, and when I looked through it, I saw the most wonderful sight ever."

Jack smiled. He knew where this was headed.

"I mean, I'm not a lesbian or anything of the matter, but seeing Cammy's naked body... I don't know... it just... startled me. She was so beautiful. And I was wondering, what is Cammy doing? Then I saw it. The TV set was on, and she was watching a porno flick. With lesbians in it. The fac t that I was spying on her made me blush. I don't know why. You see, I had her between my crosshairs, but I never removed the safety. I didn' t dare fire."

"She was watching a lesb ian movie?" asked Jack, obviously excited.

"Yeah," she answered. "She was walking around the room, looking for something. I didn't know what. But there she was, with a lesbian flick on the TV set, walking around the room, completely naked. And her body... Oh, my God! Her body. It was the most beautiful body I've ever seen. She had full, round breasts, a firm, tight ass, and curves. Lots and lots of 'em."

"And she was completely naked?" Cactus interfered.

"That's what she's saying," answered Vermilion for her. "Please, do continue."

She continued. "I was getting very... uh... how do I say it?"

"Horny?" asked Jack.

"That's one way of putting it," she said. "I was looking for a more subtle word, but horny will do. So there I was, looking through my scope at an amazing woman, and she was completely naked. It seems she found what she was looking for, and she lied down on the bed."

"What was she looking for?" interrupted Cactus again.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"I don't know," answered Cactus.

She just looked at him and gave him a god-what-an-idiot smile. "Anyway, she lied in bed and began inserting the huge, blue dildo she was looking for."

Cactus Jack finally understood. He made a sound like "Aah!", but not quite like it.

"I was standing there, and the sight of this gorgeous blond operative made me... horny." They both looked at her with wide eyes. "Yes. I was horny. Couldn't help it. Well, I couldn't kill her then. I began stroking myself while watching her devour that huge dildo. Then I got an idea."

She grabbed a pack of cigarettes from her front pocket and took one out. From inside the pack, she took out a lighter and flicked the wheel. A blue-yellow flame appeared and she lighted her cigarette. Sniper Wolf inhaled the sweet smoke from her cancer stick.

Then she continued.

"While I was looking at this amazing woman fucking herself with that huge dildo, I got my cell phone out and dialed the number of the hotel she was in. Then I asked the manager to patch me through to her room."

* * *

Sniper Wolf remembered what had happened that night. She remembered as if it had happened yesterday.

She dialed the number of the hotel and they patched her to Cammy's room. Sniper Wolf saw the beautiful blond stand completely naked off the bed and get the telephone.

"Hello?" she asked, breathing heavy.

"Hi, 'cakes," purred Sniper Wolf.

"Who is this?" asked Cammy.

"Oh, wouldn't you like to know." She smiled to herself. "Look, 'cakes. Listen well, because I won't repeat this thing twice. I have your apartment wired with C4 bombs. They're everywhere. I see you moving around too much, I press the button and you die. Simple as that."

She was bluffing. There were no bombs in her room, but Cammy didn't know that.

"Also, I have you dead-set in the middle of the crosshairs of my Barret." That was no bluff. "So I can see everything you do."

"Sniper Wolf?" asked Cammy.

"Oh, you know me," she answered.

"God damn you!" Cammy cursed. "Who sent you?"

Sniper Wolf laughed over her cell phone. "I think the answer to that is pretty simple."

"Bison..."

"Yes. Bison. He wasn't too happy of you betraying him, so he sent me to finish you off. And, 'cakes, that's what I intend to do."

"You're bluffing," Cammy challenged. "If you wanted to kill me you'd have done it already. You want something from me."

"That's right," Sniper Wolf answered. "I want something from you. I want to see you humiliate yourself."

"What?"

"Get on the bed, now!" she ordered. Cammy hesitated a bit, but after a while she sat down on the bed once again. She was covering her breasts with her arms.

"Turn towards the window." She did as she was told. From this position, Sniper Wolf could see her in all her naked glory. Well, not quite.

"Spread your legs."

Sniper Wolf saw her reaction. She looked sort of mad and ashamed.

"What?!" Cammy screamed over the telephone. "You're some kind of pervert?"

"Oh," taunted Sniper Wolf. "I suddenly have and itch in my finger. You want to blow up in tiny bits?"

In the other room, Cammy spread her legs. Sniper Wolf saw the trimmed, bikini-lined blond bush. And under it, the beautiful, pink lips, already wet and sparkling.

"I hope you're getting a kick out of this," Cammy said with thick, British accent. "When I get out of this, I'm giving you the beating of your life."

"Who said you'll be leaving?" She taunted again. "Now, get that dildo of yours. You're going to party."

"No way!" screamed Cammy and she crossed her legs. "No fucking way!"

Sniper Wolf then showed her she wasn't joking around. She took the safety off her Barret and shot at her. The bullet made a small hole in the glass in Cammy's apartment and struck on the wall, right by Cammy's head. Cammy heard the SPACK! Noise it made as it chipped the concrete wall.

"I'm not joking around, Cammy," she said, calmly, as if to a child.

Cammy did as she was asked. She grabbed the dildo. "What do you want me to do with it?" she asked over the telephone.

"Use your imagination," she said. "Oh, and entertain me."

Cammy began stroking her clit with the head of the dildo, non-gallantly. She wasn't into it.

"Put some heart into it," she said.

"Fuck you," came Cammy's reply.

"No, 'cakes. That's what you're doing. Now I want to see that dildo disappear inside your cunt."

Cammy complied. She inserted the dildo one time, then a second, and a third.

"I want to see you gushing, 'cakes," Sniper Wolf purred. She was stroking her clit with her free hand. Her panties were soaked already.

Cammy's pace increased. She was fucking her brains out. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung agape.

"Hold on a second there, honey," said Sniper Wolf. Cammy didn't stop.

"Cammy, stop it."

But she didn't.

Sniper Wolf fired another shot that struck the wall right above Cammy's head. Cammy stopped.

"Fuck, when I say stop, you stop. Got that, babe?"

"What do you want now?" asked Cammy over the phone.

"Get your cuffs," Wolf ordered.

"What?"

"Your cuffs, 'cakes. You know what are those?"

"Sure I know. I'm not stupid, you know."

"Well, get them."

"What for?"

Sniper Wolf smiled. She had a wicked idea. She could make it over to Cammy's apartment in five minutes. Three if she ran. She was so hot she wanted to fuck Cammy. And that was what she was going to do.

Cammy stood up from her bed, the dildo still hanging from her cunt. As she stood up, the dildo slid all the way out of her wet pussy and fell on the carpeted floor. She walked to one side of the room and opened a drawer.

"Don't do anything stupid, girl," threatened Sniper Wolf. "You don't know where I'm at, and I really, really know where you are: right between my crosshairs."

From the drawer, Cammy took out a pair of handcuffs. Sniper Wolf saw them through her scope.

"Now get back to bed," she said.

Cammy sat down on the bed again, the phone still clutched in her hand.

"What do I do know?" she asked.

"First, pick up that dildo you dropped."

Cammy bent down and picked the dildo up. She put it on the bed, besides her.

"Now cuff yourself to the bed," Sniper ordered.

"You must be crazy," Cammy replied.

Another shot was fired, this time it grazed Cammy's left cheek, making her bleed. She dropped the phone and grabbed at her face. She saw she was bleeding and screamed out in rage. She was thinking of making a run for it, but then decided not to. She knew Sniper Wolf and how good she was at shooting. She wouldn't stand a chance. Not in this lifetime.

So she sat down in the bed again and grabbed the phone.

"That's a good girl," congratulated Sniper Wolf. "Now, cuff yourself to the bed."

Cammy did as she was told. She cuffed her right arm to the bed.

"Now continue fucking yourself."

She grabbed the dildo and began inserting it once again. She was really mad, but she had to do as she was told if she wanted to get out of this alive. But that was a big IF. Sniper Wolf always liked to toy with her kills before she actually killed them. She was like a cat playing with a mouse before it sank its fangs in it.

Cammy's breathing was getting heavier and quicker. Also, she was moaning out in pleasure. Faked? Sniper Wolf wasn't sure.

It was time to act now, before it was too late, thought Wolf.

"'Cakes, you keep on doing what you're doing. I have another call. Now, I'll put you on hold, but if I see you twitch a muscle, I'll put a bullet through your head, right between the eyes. You know I'm not bluffing, right?"

Cammy stopped with the dildo to listen to her captor. She felt the blood running down her neck and answered what Wolf wanted to hear.

"Good girl," Sniper Wolf mocked her. "Now, continue."

She continued with the dildo.

Sniper Wolf turned her cell phone off and ran out the room as fast as she could. She made it to the lobby of her hotel in a minute and a half. Ten seconds later, she was crossing the street at full speed. She left her Barret at the apartment, but she was carrying a .45 caliber with her.

She had a little trouble finding Cammy's room, but she finally did. As she turned the nob, she realized it was closed. Shit! she thought. Aw, what the fuck.

She took her .45 out and used a silencer to shoot at the nob. She entered the room to find Cammy still fucking herself with the huge dildo.

"My, you're really into it," she said.

Cammy's head jerked with a snap.

"You fucking bitch!" she yelled at Sniper Wolf. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"You know, I was all alone in that apartment and I thought I needed some company. And seeing as how you're all hot and wet right now made me think and, well, what better company than yours?"

Sniper Wolf walked towards her and Cammy recoiled. "You're sick."

"No," she replied with a smile. "I'm horny."

She climbed on the bed and took of her shirt, revealing her white breasts.

"You're going to be a nice little bitch, aren't you?" asked Wolf. "Or else I'll have to blow your brains out with this." She showed her the gun.

Cammy nodded.

"I know what you need, Cammy," she said as she grabbed her face. Sniper Wolf stroked the gash she had inflicted upon her. Then she licked the blood off her fingers. "And I'm gonna give it to you."

Cammy just stared at her with teary eyes. She was feeling humiliated.

Sniper Wolf kissed Cammy on the lips, and much to her surprise, she kissed her back. Her tongues tangled inside their hot mouths. Wolf grabbed one of Cammy's breasts and began fondling with her nipple. Cammy moaned out in pleasure.

She then grabbed her tit and began sucking on Cammy's erect nipple. Cammy was moaning, and her breaths were heavy and cut. "You like it?" asked Sniper Wolf.

"Yes," slurred Cammy.

"Want me to go on?"

Cammy blushed. "Please... go on."

Sniper Wolf smiled and continued sucking on her nipple. Then she stroked Cammy's clit. Cammy moaned out loudly as soon as Wolf's fingers touched her cunt. Sniper was sucking away on Cammy's nipple, and the speed of her fingers increased, showering Cammy in intense sensations.

"Lick me," begged Cammy. "Please."

Sniper Wolf smiled as she took the nipple out of her mouth. "You really want me to do it?" she asked in a thick Russian accent.

"Yes," was Cammy's answer.

Sniper Wolf situated herself between Cammy's spread legs and grabbed the dildo. As she inserted the huge rubber cock into Cammy's cunt, she began to lick her clit back and forth. She gently bit down on Cammy's hardened clitoris and applied a little pressure.

"Aaah!" moaned Cammy. "Keep doing that."

"You're a nasty little bitch, you know that?"

"Yes," answered Cammy.

"Yes what?"

"I'm a nasty little bitch."

Wolf smiled again and continued sucking down on Cammy's cunt. Her rhythm with the huge dildo increased, as she fucked her faster and faster, until soon, her juices were soaking the mattress.

"Faster! Faster!" begged Cammy. "I'm going to come!"

Wolf complied. She fucked Cammy until she screamed and arched her back in pleasure. Then she fell on the bed, satisfied.

"You liked that?" asked Wolf.

Cammy just smiled. That was her answer.

"Think you can do it to me?" asked Wolf.

"Well... I've never done it to a woman," Cammy answered, blushing.

"You'll learn soon," she said as she stood up the bed and took off her pants and her panties. She showed her shaved pussy to Cammy. Wolf was dripping wet.

"You like what you see?" Sniper Wolf asked.

"Yeah," Cammy answered with a smile. "Come here."

Sniper Wolf sat on Cammy's face, and she began sucking her cunt eagerly. With her free hand, Cammy began touching herself. Then, she stopped.

"What's the matter?" asked Wolf.

"I can't do this," was Cammy's reply.

"What?"

"I can't do this with my hand cuffed to my bed. I feel uncomfortable."

"You're not into submission?" said Sniper Wolf with an evil grin on her face.

"I think not."

Sniper Wolf shrugged her shoulders. "Ok, where are the keys to the handcuffs?"

"Top left drawer of that cabinet." Cammy pointed towards a small, black cabinet. Sniper Wolf stood off the bed and walked towards the cabinet. She opened the drawer and took out two small keys in a small ring.

"Are these the ones?" she asked, showing the keys to Cammy.

"Yes," she answered, her eyes glittering. "Those are the ones."

Sniper Wolf walked towards her prey and uncuffed her. And that proved to be her mistake.

Cammy was as fast as greased lighting. She stood off the bed fast and threw a fast roundhouse kick at Sniper Wolf's face. She didn't even had time to block it. She took the full force, heel first, on the side of the head. Stars exploded inside her head. Then Cammy came fast with another kick, this one an axe kick, delivered with brutal force on Wolf's left shoulder, snapping her clavicle in half. With a sudden motion, Cammy jumped backwards in a half mid-flip and pushed herself forward with her arms. She became a human missile, twisting like a corkscrew in midair and kick Sniper Wolf with both feet right on the chest.

Wolf fell on the bed, unconscious. She was not a fighter, so she had no chance against Cammy. Uncuffing her had been a mistake, and she now knew it.

* * *

"I woke up in a hospital bed," said Sniper Wolf. "I had a busted jaw, a broken clavicle and three broken ribs."

Cactus Jack was paying close attention. Vermilion was sitting in his chair, arms crossed around his chest.

"There were three cops in my room with me, and as soon as I woke up they told me I was under arrest for attempted murder. Cammy had called the cops on me, but I really didn't care. I had fun humiliating her and that's what mattered."

"You should have killed her when you had the chance," said Vermilion.

"Yeah," said Jack. "You should have killed her. Put a bullet through her head and kill the bitch dead."

"You know," answered Sniper Wolf. "I thought about it, but then I realized I enjoyed it. I kind of enjoyed when she beat me up, and I really don't know why. I guess deep inside I knew that if I uncuffed her, she would beat me up."

"And she did," added Vermilion.

They all laughed out hard. The fat waitress threw a nervous glance at their place and smiled.

Vermilion took a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket and lighted one. Sniper Wolf asked for one and he gave it to her. He offered one to Jack, but he refused.

As they were smoking, the fat waitress came to their ta ble.

"Excuse me, but you can't smoke in here," she said, very nervous.

Vermilion looked at her and smiled. "So what are you going to do about it?"

The waitress' jaw dropped open and she just stood there.

"Move along now, honey," mocked Vermilion. She walked away.

"Where were we?" asked Sniper Wolf.

"Nowhere, really," answered Cactus Jack. "But now that the discussion is open, I'd like to ask something that's been bugging me for a while. Vermilion, you disappeared for a while like six months ago. What happened to you?"

Vermilion puffed from his cigarette and exhaled smoke rings. "You know, that's an interesting story."

* * *

Vermilion had left Heihachi. He didn’t know why. Maybe it was because he didn’t want to work for the old man anymore. He hadn’t taken a car because he was afraid they would notice. Not that he couldn’t take them out. It was more of an honor thing. He was not going to leave his job and steal from them.

So he stood on the highway, waiting for someone to pass by. He saw his perfect opportunity as an old wagon slowed down near him. An old man with a beautiful blonde girl riding shotgun peeked out the window.

"Want a lift?" asked the old man.

Vermilion grinned. "Sure."

The girl (she was no older than 18) opened the door. She moved over so that Vermilion could enter the wagon.

"Aren’t you a tall one," said the old man.

Vermilion smiled thinking about how he was going to kill the old man and rape the young girl.

"What are you smiling about?" asked the girl.

"You’ll see, kid," he replied. "You’ll see."

The trip in the car had been a bumpy ride, going around a lot of back roads and fucked up streets.

Vermilion slid his hand into his coat to get his gun out when he felt a small sting in his arm. When he saw what had happened, he noticed the blond girl smiling at him with a hypodermic needle stuck into his arm.

"What the fuck?" asked Vermilion.

"Sleep tight, prince," said the girl. "It's going to be a long ride home."

Vermilion felt his grip on the gun loosen up as his world spiraled down into darkness.

* * *

He woke up in a dark room. As he tried to move, he noticed he couldn't. He was tied to a chair.

As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could see lots of stuff lying around on the floor of the room. Then he smelled something: blood. Blood and something else. Rotting meat.

After a while, a door in the room opened up and the room was flooded with light. He turned his attention to the door and saw the old man together with the blond girl and another man. This one was bigger, stronger, more vicious looking. The big man turned on the lights and Vermilion could see what was around him: dozens of rotting human bodies. He could see heads, arms, legs, internal organs. Even though he was initially shocked by the sight, he didn't show it. He just smiled. His smile broadened as the girl walked to him.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked. "Aren't you supposed to be screaming in fear right about now?"

He just kept smiling. Then his smile turned into a small laugh. Then it burst out into fits of uncontrollable laughter.

"What's wrong with him, Grampa?" she asked. The old man walked to him and slapped him hard on the face, but he just kept on laughing.

"I think the shock drove him nuts," Grampa answered.

The big man left the room and the three of them were alone with the decaying corpses.

"You thought this would scare me?" asked Vermilion, still laughing.

"Why... yeah!" answered the girl.

Now Vermilion turned dead serious. "You stupid, innocent girl. You don't know what fear is... yet."

Grampa slapped him again, harder this time. Vermilion shot him a killing glance.

"You know why we brought you here, boy?" Grampa asked.

"I don't know and I don't really care," Vermilion answered.

"I'll tell you anyway," Grampa said. "You know how high meat prices are here, in Japan? I tell you, a family can't live with those prices. So that's why we do this. We get hitch hikers such as yourself and eat them."

"That doesn't mean we don't get to have some fun with them first," the girl added. "But you seemed to have ruined our fun. I really like the expression on people's faces when we turn on the light in this room."