That sounds great. I'm not familiar with the area at all, but I'll find my way around. I'll be staying over in the Crowne. It should prove to be an exciting weekend. Most of my coworkers are demanding I take many, many pictures.
Blue Mary, Hon Fu, and Chun Li arrive at King’s bar, but is it too late…?
Hon Fu: (parks on opposite side of the road from the bar) I really expected her to be at the hospital…
Chun Li: (exits car and yawns) Yes, well Ryo said she was running late so there’s a chance—(looks over at bar door and notices it is ajar, lowers voice) she could still be around…
Hon Fu: What’s up?
Chun Li: (motions towards bar) It’s not typical for a dark, closed bar to leave its doors open and I don’t see any indication of King walking out… (beckons others forward) Let’s check it out…
Blue Mary: (draws sidearm and clicks on flashlight) I really hope Strider was right, because if it is Kim he’s really gone over the edge. (loads pistol) We’ll have to take extra precautions.
Hon Fu: (pulls out nunchuks) I’m always ready. Kim has gone off the deep end in pursuit of justice. It makes us all—
Chun Li and Mary: (ahead of Hon Fu, hurried tone) Thank you, Hon Fu, let’s go now!
(the group creeps up to the bar, sidle through the open door and peer inside, the bottom floor is darkened and the upper level lights are dimmed; the bar glows an eerie blue on the upper level)
Blue Mary: King, you in here? (shines light around the bar, chairs are in disarray and tables are smashed) King! Are you okay?
Chun Li: (peers down at the floor) Mary, over here...
(Mary shines her light on the ground revealing broken glass littering the floor and a trail of blood running out the back of the establishment)
Hon Fu: (jumps) Oh oh—Oooooh maaaan! This is bad!
Chun Li: (irritated) Calm down, Hon Fu, we’ll follow the trail and hopefully—
King: (walks over to the upper balcony, casually holding a glass of wine) “Hopefully” what, Chun Li? Good to see you by the way.
Blue Mary: You’re okay!?
King: (chuckles) Sorry, I barely heard you calling, I was in the back fixing up a drink for myself… (sighs) I really made a mess in here…
Hon Fu: What happened!?
King: (sips wine) Our little Kim impersonator attacked the wrong broad, that’s what happened. The guy looked tough enough: tattoos, really fast, big talker… But he was no Kim. Not by a long shot.
Blue Mary: Where did he go!?
King: Relax, the guy isn’t getting away anywhere far. I beat him up pretty badly. He ran out about 20 minutes ago. (places glass on banister) I was about to call you guys, but don’t worry. He’s not gonna get away. (plays with glass) I called Kim first… You know, so he could clear his name.
All Cops: WHAT!?
King: (sneering) That guy deserves everything he gets for what he did to Richard… (clears throat) Anyway, I think that if you see Kim pummeling a guy dressed somewhat like him who I can testify attacked me then you’ll have to clear his name.
Chun Li: (angered) King! That was highly irresponsible of you! You could…
King: (laughs) I’d hurry on out to find the guy if I were you. Last I heard, Kim and Seo Yong were well on their way. (looks at wristwatch) that was a about 15 minutes ago…
(the three cops rush out the back)
Chun Li: (calls back to King) We’ll talk about this later, King!
Moments after the total beatdown…
???: (limping) &#^$ me… Crap that &^$*# is tough… #^$&… (stops, slumps to the ground behind a waste bin, breathing heavily) I’ve never been beaten that soundly before… (passes out)
Cut to the present…!
Rig: (taking out garbage being Southtown Marshall China restaurant) Working on the oil rig was much better than taking out this lunatic’s cruddy food… (looks over and sees a foot sticking out from behind a waste bin) What the—
Kim: (running up) YOU! I SENSE A GREAT EVIL IN YOU!
Seo Yong: Prepare to face the wrath of the Justice Alley!
Rig: The hell… (looks back at waste bin, and looks back) What’s all this aboot, ay?
Kim: (stops a short ways in front of Rig and points) I know of you and your malevolent ways, Rig. You are the main antagonist of the most recent Dead or Alive tournament. You have fallen from grace and now you are left to tend garbage and serve food to the many hungry mouths of Southtown!
Seo Yong: Waiting on customers is a noble, if subservient, profession much like undertaking the life of a PATRON OF JUSTICE! You have marred this humble occupation with your sinister ways and have been serving up desert to EVIL!
Kim: (whispers) Serving desert to evil?
Seo Yong: (sheepish) I’m sorry, it’s my first time declaring evil… I know it’s cheesy.
Kim: (grins) No I like that, let’s go with that!
Seo Yong: (delighted) Really!?
Rig: (now sitting and motioning at the waste bin behind him) Guys, this is all well and good, but there’s…
Kim: SHUT UP, WRONGDOER! No longer will you collect an exorbitant tip from the greedy hands of EVIL.
Seo Yong: You will not have your IMMORAL SANDWICH with the goodness of JUSTICE withheld!
Kim: (strikes epic pose) You will never again wash dingy plates smeared with the caramel flavored blood of the innocent!
Rig: What the heck are you on aboot?
Seo Yong: No longer will you purposely serve peanut-laced foodstuffs to a city allergic to EVIL PEANUTS!
Kim: (pulls out notepad) Seo Yong… That was brilliant!
Seo Yong: (tearing up) Thank you, Master Kim!
Kim: (also tearing up) I can’t believe I pushed you aside for so long, your ability far exceeds that of even Jae Hoon and definitely that long-haired freak—whatever his name is…
Seo Yong: You mean Master Jhu—
Kim: (serious) Let us not ruin this moment, Seo Yong.
Seo Yong: Yes, Master!
Rig: (flipping through receipts) Guys, I really gotta get back inside. It’s hard for evil genius tournament saboteurs to find decent jobs out—
Kim: YOU WILL RETURN TO THE ICY NORTH FROM WHENCE YOU CAME!
Rig: And that’s borderline racist…
Seo Yong: (strikes heroic pose) GO BACK TO YOUR HOCKEY, CURLING, AND (relaxes) absolutely delicious beer.
Kim: (nods) Beer is quite good in Canada. And I do enjoy Celine Dion during rainy nights… (snarls at Rig) It’s too bad your country has also produced an evil that would go so far as to frame—
Chun Li: KIM! STOP!!!! RIG ISN’T THE ONE!
Blue Mary: He’s not even dressed like you!
Hon Fu: I think we got your guy right here. (points behind waste bin) Ew. Someone call an ambulance.
???: &$&#... Please do… Kim’s horrible puns are killing me worse than these horribly broken ribs King gave me. (groans) You know… she can shoot energy out of her feet…? #^#& me… Who does that…? The kid said she’d… be an easy mark… $^#^…
Rig: Can I go now?
Kim: (huffs) Leave citizen and fellow Tae Kwon Do practitioner. Mend your evil ways or the same fate that befell Juri shall befall you as well!
Rig: Did you not notice the part where I was a waiter in the worst restaurant in Southtown, maybe even the entire USA? Earthquake wouldn’t even fart in this place… (throws receipts aside) Forget this, I quit. You Americans are crazy… Got nothin’ better to do than pick on a poor Candian. (wanders off)
Kim: I am not Amer—
???: (breathlessly) Someone kill me…
Blue Mary: First questions gotta get answered... (shines light at assailant’s face, startled) Kou Leifoh!?
Hon Fu: (confused) Whozawhat Leiwho?
Chun Li: Mary, you know this man?
Blue Mary: He was a bouncer at a club I sang at once.
Seo Yong: (dreamy-eyed) “Blue Mary’s Blues”… I have that single… (sighs)
Kim: (slaps Seo Yong in the back of the head and points down at Kou) He is also a moderately talented martial artist and another Tae Kwon Do practitioner. Tattoos, very fast, and likes to run his mouth (crosses arms and shuts eyes) just as King said…
Kou: (labored breathing) Someone get me help, I’ll tell you anything… This is not worth the money that kid is paying me… #&$*! That chick beat the &#*$ out of me. You oughta arrest her!
Chun Li: (leans over Kou) You sound like you’re getting better, so why don’t you talk to us for a minute?
Kou: (repositions himself, wincing) Gaaaaaah why me?
To be concluded?
WATAA!!! Not entirely how I planned it, but I like it better this way. Who is this mysterious kid? Why would he hire the fast talking Kou? Has Kim really not declared evil for THAT long that he's forgotten how to make any sense at all? SEE YOU NEXT TIME!