It was just another typical day wandering down the city. Bright and early, furs bustling in the streets, Same old shit, same old shit. You got the business furs rushing to get to work, yakking on their cellphones and hardly paying attention to where they're going. Got the little noisy kid furs either straggling behind their parents, or running around kinda getting in the way. Though it wasn't really annoying, considering that everyone was like that at some point.

Then of course, as a rather well-known, and well-liked rabbit ventured onward, 0r0ch1 found himself in the slightly more darker places of town. Alleyways crawling with thugs of all kinds, who, if not for the fact he'd already beaten their asses a couple times too many, they'd gladly pick a fight with him. However, instead of showering their usual malice, they would steer clear of the lapine, even going out of their way to blend in with the shadows around them. Something wasn't quite right. Their compliance was a little too unnerving. He normally used this route to cut down distance and time to one of his more frequent locations, but this was different.

As he continued onward, he couldn't help but take notice of his fur standing on end, a chill running down his spine. It was here that he pulled his hands from his jacket pockets, curling them into fists as he got ready. One thug stood before him, their eyes meeting before his shifted upward ever-so-slightly, then disappeared to the shadows.

"SHHYYYYYAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

A high-pitched screech came hailing in from up above, 0r0 shifting his position just in time to see metallic claws grazing in front of his face. A masked face with fierce, piercing eyes came soon after, a gleefully malicious laugh soon to follow. "Mitsukattazo..!", the voice said, before the figure that it belonged to wheeled itself to face him, skidding to a halt. His body hung low to the ground, eyes frozen upon 0r0ch1 like a crazed predator upon its prey. The lapine fighter held his position, all while surveying his mysterious assailant.

A small body. Some feminine features. Curves...ooh, dem curves~...I mean, shit! Not now! But...he definitely had to have an ass on him, right? Wait...that is a HE, right?...Right. Okay. Had to make sure. He was girlishly framed, but definitely had some muscle to his form. Judging by his stance, he was fairly flexible as well. But what caught the rabbit's attention the most were three key things: One was a snake tattoo that spanned from around the male's arm all around to his chest. However, the other two were what stood out the most. The clawed gauntlet upon his hand, and the mask which he wore.

"...You're just a kid...", 0r0ch1 muttered, finally coming to terms and saying what was on his mind. "But there's no doubt about those rumors anymore. A young hybrid of the rabbit and fox mix. Black and blue hair, a snake tattoo, and always wears a mask and claws. You're that kid named Theodore...no. I suppose it's only respectful to call you by your 'Code': Vega."

Those eyes widened behind the mask, surely a most excited smile curling upon lips from within. The boy cackled maniacally before standing up a bit and taking a bow. "Ho~! I am QUITE honored! The great 0r0ch1 has heard of me! I've most certainly heard much about you. Word around the world has it that you are the current reigning 'King of Fighters'." The rabbit opened his mouth to protest, before being silenced by the free hand. "Ah-ah! No need to explain. There is no need for words right now. Please. Let me, savor this moment."

Savor? What the hell was this kid going on about? It was bad enough he had almost cut his face off, but now he was talking about savoring the moment? The hell was wrong with this one? And here 0r0 thought he'd seen ALL of the crazies. But he'd keep himself focused, watching as the boy turned himself a bit, holding himself rather daintily as the clawed hand removed his mask, revealing the face dwelling behind.

"Tell me 0r0ch1...what is it about fighting that brings such a thrill? Or...perhaps it is KILLING that which I speak of?" 0r0 gulped lightly as his fists tightened, heat surrounding his gloved fists as the hybrid continued. "I must say...I cannot wait to taste your blood...as such, you know what they say: "Ruin begets Beauty"

"Shut up..."

The murmur caught Theodore's attention, a rather frightening smile curling upon his lips as the mask slipped back on. "Will you let me hear your screams...?"

"SHUT UP!!", 0r0ch1 roared, thrusting a fist forward with all of his force, a ball of flames roaring towards the hybrid at high velocity. When the ball made impact, it scorched and burned all in its wake, but left no signs of the boys' body. Was that it? After all that talk was he gone? No...he couldn't be. Otherwise the lapine wouldn't still be having these chills down his back...

"GAAHAHAHAHAHAA!! YES! THAT'S IT!!! THIS IS WHAT I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR!!!!"

A quick turn of the head upward, and 0r0ch1 would find the crazed assailant above his head, gracefully poised in the air with claw extended, ready to tear into his flesh.

"NOW COMES THE TIME, 0R0! WHICH OF US WILL COME OUT OF THIS MOMENT OF ETERNAL BEAUTY!? THE IMMORAL FIST?! OR THE SPLENDID CLAW!? EITHER WAY, DON'T YOU GO DYING ON ME!! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!"

Theodore Castagnier © as Vega of Street Fighter © of CAPCOM ©

Art © by and of course, playing himself