Juri Han: Slave of Iron Fist
By atfirstdawn

*Mature content warning
*All characters are owned by Namco and Capcom respectively

**This story takes place within the Street Fighter X Tekken universe


Poison wiped the sweat from her brow with what she feared was a broken wrist and spat a mouthful of blood onto the motionless body of her fallen opponent, Juri Han. The once bustling city street in which their fight had taken place was now deserted and in tatters. Neon lights had been broken, windows shattered and priceless stock (especially in that fine art store) had been destroyed. 

The fight had been a long and arduous one, one that Poison would never have emerged victorious from had it not been for her musclebound knucklehead of a protector, Hugo. Having been on the receiving end of a manic Juri's swift kicks and sure fists for the majority of the fight, it was Hugo who had intervened and distracted Juri long enough for Poison to collect herself, locate and sink a heavy metal pole into Juri cranium knocking her unconscious, perhaps permanently. 

It was odd for Poison to see Juri in such a state, she almost looked peaceful. Still, Poison was fearful that the crazed Korean would wake from her forced slumber and punch Poison's pretty face out of existence. 

"We go home now?" questioned Hugo who was sat on the floor beside Juri (which was a very dangerous place to sit) clutching his chest with his arms to quell the pain of the ribs that Juri had broken.

Poison licked some of the excess blood from her lips and opened her mouth to reply when she was interrupted by the rising cheers of a large crowd that filled the empty street in which she stood. Looking towards the source of the cheers, Poison saw numerous beams of powerful searchlights flash to life and reach up into the clouds. The cheers grew louder, and epic event was gearing up just a short distance away.

"Of course." Poison said to herself "The King of Iron Fist Tournament, losers need not apply." 

"We no go home do we?" asked Hugo with a melancholy tone.

"Not yet, Hugo. I want you to find a ladder and some rope. The King of Iron Fist Tournament is about to get its first special guest appearance." Turning her attention from the bright searchlights. Poison looked down at the still-unconscious Juri Han. "No losers, but then again, I guess you're an exception..."


***

The roaring crowd were less than enthusiastic when Poison and Hugo, blanketed ladder in hand, entered the arena. Walking down the isle to boos and hisses for arriving unannounced between two high profile fights, both Poison and Hugo made their way to the famed 'squared circle' of the arena and pushed the thirteen foot blanketed ladder under the bottom rope of, and into, the wrestling ring while Poison located a microphone.

Stepping through the ropes and into the ring while Hugo set up the ladder without uncovering it, Poison put the microphone to her lips and began to speak. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages! It gives me great pleasure to reveal to you tonight The King of Iron Fist Tournament's first special guest appearance!" Motioning gingerly with her very possibly broken wrist, Poison gave a gesture to Hugo ordering him to pull away the blanket...

With a heavy tug Hugo pulled away the thick material from the ladder that had blanketed it since their unannounced arrival to reveal a very conscious and very angry bound and gagged Juri Han. 

"Introducing Juri Haaaaaan!!" announced Poison as she stared into Juri's unnatural eyes and watched her writhe in rage against her bonds.

Hugo had found the rope that Poison had instructed him to find along with some chains, some tape and a spool of thin metal wire. The thin metal wire had been used to bind Juri's fingers and toes, the rope had been used to bind her ankles, knees and thighs, wrists, elbows and chest, the tape had been used as a wrap to secure her helpless body to the thirteen foot ladder that Hugo had carried to the arena and as a gag that Poison herself had happily applied. The chains, however, had simply been used for good measure.

"Now, I know..." continued Poison "That this psychopath is responsible for a lot of broken bones and sour defeats. Shattered egos lay beneath her feet and I know that there are plenty of fighters here tonight who want to get even and tonight is your night! So, who wants to be first?"

Throwing the microphone out of the ring, Poison stepped over to Juri and kissed her bound feet with her blood stained lips as the lights of the arena dimmed and theme music began to play. There were countless names that had a score to settle with Juri Han and the first person to settle theirs would be 'The Killer Bee' Cammy White...