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The King of Fighters 2003 Pack Shot

The King of Fighters 2003


FAQ/Move List

by IceQueenZer0

----------------------------- [ KING OF FIGHTERS 2003 ] -----------------------
-------------------------------- [by Ice Queen Zero] --------------------------
---------------------------- [ Neo Geo/Arcade/PS2/XBOX ] ----------------------


We've seen the end of the end of the NESTS saga in the previous storyline game
(KOF 2001 as KOF2002 is a Dream Match). Now we are coming into the beginning of
a new saga called the Ash saga which introduces us to another protagonist by
the name of Ash Crimson. We officially meet Rugal's children Adelheid and Rose
even though we first saw them in the KOF99 character concept art. For the first
time, there is no Psycho Soldier Team. Athena teams with fellow KOF verteran,
Hinako, and a newcomber named Malin. The Fatal Fury Team drops Andy Bogard in
favor of Tizoc/Griffon from Garou: Mark of the Wolves (where Terry's new outfit
stems from). Whip once again joins up with her brother K' and Maxima while Choi
Bounge sits this one out in favor of Jhun Hoon.

Other notable newcombers are Gato from Garou Mark of the Wolves who teams up
with KOF/Fatal Fury veterans Ryuji Yamazaki and Billy Kane while Blue Mary is
off the team and joining King and Mai Shiranui as the Women Team this year. Ash
also has newcombers on his team, Duo Lon (son of Ron) and Shen Woo. Kyo Kusanagi
and Iori Yagami techincally fly solo this year again but throw Chizuru in their
team and they form the usual God's Caliber Team. Speaking of Chizuru, her dead
sister Maki appears in the game. You technically saw her in KOF 96' when you had
played as Chizuru. Kusanagi is now a canon character as a clone created by the
Yata Mirror and the new final boss is Mukai who has stone affinities.


King of Fighters 2003 and its characters are trademarks of SNK Playmore n' all
copyrights belong to them.

This FAQ/Movelist is the sole copyright of Andrea "Azul Fria" Castillo aka
IceQueenZer0 and can't be put on other sites or posted without given permission
nor can it be reproduced w/o proper consent. The movelist section, however, is
open season so crediting me for it is only optional.


From SNK Playmore:

The fighting competition of the highest standards, on the greatest scale in the
world -
 "The King of Fighters."
 Here on this stage Rugal was defeated, the Orochi were contained and sealed
away, and the mighty conglomerate NESTS was taken down.
 A myriad of unfolding dramas.
 Yet these were always hidden behind some sort of thick veil or other,
remaining out of the public eye.
 Even with such a checkered history, the opening of this year's King of
Fighters was decided on.
 The sponsor of the competition was, yet again, a mysterious personage, and
owing to the circumstances, various suppositions traveled through assorted
lands like wildfire.
 But in spite of all the hubbub, one veteran contestant after another made
their intentions to enter the competition known.
 Upon verification that numerous well-known fighters had entered the
competition, the heretofore discreet media coverage of the event shifted into
24/7 overdrive.
 With the announcement of the inception from this KOF tournament of the new
"multi-shift" rule, allowing competitors to freely tag off during battles, the
competition developed into a social phenomenon and monopolized discussions
around the world.
 Newspapers and magazines put together feature articles almost on a weekly
basis while ersatz critics pounded their desks and made impassioned commentary
on TV day after day about this rule, which simultaneously required a speedy
execution of the match and a unified team strategy.
 "There is still an awesome bunch of fearsome contestants in this world."
 Gato, Tizoc, Duo Lon, Shen Woo.
 ...and Ash Crimson.
 What made their names more and more familiar via the Internet was, without
doubt, this moment of uproar concerning the present KOF.
 Will these contestants be able to become the new stars capable of shaking up
the KOF tournament?
 Or maybe...?
 And during these crazy days, the preparations steadily went along.
 The venues of local competitions were determined, the schedules were
completed, and the spectators moved from one location of the preliminary
matches to another.
 To create the atmosphere of a true street fight, venues were established in
city centers, the events of the competition were broadcasted live on giant
screens, and various stadiums scaled to hold tens of thousands of people were
procured in cities throughout the world during the period of the tournament.
 December, 2003.
 The time has come.
 This year, the curtain rises once again.


Hero Team: Ash Crimson, Dou Lon, Shen Woo
Japan Team: Shingo Yabuki, Benimaru Nikaido, Goro Daimon
K’ Team: K’, Maxima, Whip
Fatal Fury Team: Terry Bogard, Joe Higashi, Tizoc/Griffon
Art Of Fighting Team: Ryo Sakazaki, Robert Garcia, Yuri Sakazaki
OutLaw Team: Billy Kane, Ryuji Yamazaki, Gato Futaba
Ikari Team: Leona Heidern, Ralf Jones, Clark Steel
Kim Team: Kim Kaphawn, Chang Koehan, Jhun Hoon
Female Team: King, Mai Shiranui, Blue Mary Ryan
High School Girls Team: Athena Asamaiya, Hinako Shijou, Malin
Single Entries: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami
Bosses: Kusanagi, Chizuru Kagura, Maki Kagura, Adelheid Bernstein, Mukai


This year introduces a new system.

Instead of best 3 out of 5, the match is one 60-second round with all 3
fighters from each team battling.

The match is determined when all 3 members of one team is defeated. If you are
a fan of Marvel vs Capcom series, then you already know there is a tag system
that allows you to switch fighters in the middle of the match but it is only
possible when the words “Change OK” appears. However, when a player tags out,
he/she does not regain health.

If time runs out then the team with the most combined health is declared the
winner. In a vs battle mode, if a match ends in a draw, the win automatically 
goes to the champion.

The maximum number of power stocks is dependent on how many players remain in a
team. 3 players have a maximum of 3 power stocks. 2 players has a maximum of 4
and 1 player has a maximum of 5.

Also one thing to note is before each match stars, each team decides which
fighter will be the team leader. That person is determined by being the first
person you select on your team at the character select screen. What is special
about the leader is he/she gets an extra super move called Leader Desperation
Moves (replacing Super Desperation moves and the Hidden Super Desperation moves
from KOF 2k2 and back). While each super (DM) takes away one stock. LDMs take 2
stocks. The leader of the team is indicated by having a blue lifebar to his/her
teammates’ orange lifebars


A button is for light punch
B button is for light kick
C button is for hard punch
D button is for hard kick

f,f = Dash
b,b = step back
db, d, or df = Crouch 
ub, u, or uf = Normal Jump
tap ub, u, or uf = Small jump 
d, tap ub, u, or uf = Medium jump 
d, press and hold ub, u, or uf = Long Jump
b while being attacked high or standing = Block
db while being attacked low = Low Block
A + B = roll forward
b + A + B = roll back
f + A + B during block = Guard Cancel Roll
b + A + B during block = Guard Cancel Roll Back
A + B while being knocked down = Recovery Roll
A + B while falling during a hit in the air = Safe Fall
B + C or C + D = Tag Out
d, df, f + B + C or C + D = Tag Out Attack
C + D during block = Guard Cancel Attack
b or f + C or D = throw
b or f + C or D before being thrown = throw escape (depending on throw button)
Start button = taunt


*************************************EDIT ONLY*********************************

Fighting style: Kagura-ryu Kobujutsu
Other info unknown


Hatsugane: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Geshiki Naraku Otoshi: d + C in air
Geshiki Goufu You: f + B
88 Shiki: df + D

                            SPECIAL MOVES

108 Shiki Yami Barai: d, df, f + P
100 Shiki Oniyaki: f, d, df + P
101 Shiki Soboro Guruma: b, d, db + K
75 Shiki Kai: d, df, f + B, B or D, D
212 Shiki Kototsuki You:  f, df, d, db, b + K
910 Shiki Nue Tsumi: d, db, b + P
Oboro Guruma: Nue Tsumi, high counter
Oboro Tora Fuse, Nue Tsumi, low counter


Ura 108 Shiki: Orochinagi: (d, df, f)x2 + P (chargeable)

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Ura 108 Shiki: Orochinagi: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C (chargeable)

********************************GOD'S CALIBRE TEAM*****************************

The figure of her elder sister, presumed murdered, is always nearby.
This is not expressing things poetically. Those who were to head the House of
Kagura were always meant to be these female identical twins - Chizuru and Maki

 In the windows of buildings, in a car's rearview mirror, in a city shop's show
window, even on the surface of a pond - Chizuru's own reflection was the
spitting image of her departed sister, with lavish and long hair tied in back,
its length flowing down to her waist, and that same distinctive bearing.
"Yagami...Uh, begging your pardon, Master Yasakani has arrived."
"And Kyo Kusanagi?"
"He has yet to grace us with his presence."
"Really, that is exquisite. It would be highly unlikely for those two to meet
cordially with each other anyway, don't you think?"
Chizuru Kagura responds from the other side of a shoji screen. Her sigh
dissipates into the air of this building that suggests a grand and tranquil
Shinto shrine.
"Please tell him that I will be right there."
"Wouldn't it be preferable to let him wait a tad longer?"
"Whatever for?"
"If you're worrying about me, I'm fine. I've just been a little fatigued 
recently - that's all."

"Then I suppose I have nothing to worry about."
"I'm fine.... Yes, quite fine."

* * * * *

When he leaves the grand entrance of the Kagura house, Iori Yagami refuses the
car waiting for him, ignores those seeing him off, and hoofs it out the gate.

The cobblestone road running through this neighborhood of established families
is paved with well-beveled stones, and not only is it well-kempt it is regularly
rinsed to keep it immaculate.

But Yagami, oblivious to his elegant surroundings, continues to press on

With his well-tempered body poised, his red hair complements the keen glint in
his eyes.


As he remembers the previous discussion at the Kagura house, an inexpressible
anger with no target to unleash it on wells up within him.

After a five-minute walk, he reaches a railway that cuts through the rows of
old houses.

His gaze sets upon a lone figure astride a motorcycle on the other side of the
train tracks. Yagami freezes to a halt.

The man wears a helmet with a full-face visor, making it impossible to discern
his identity. But for Yagami, there's no question as to who this person is.


The two stand motionless on opposite sides of the track. Only the motorcycle's
engine dares to make a sound, producing a low and well-regulating purr. Before
long a train nears and warning bells ring out. The yellow and black colored
railroad crossing gate slowly descends between the two.The man on the motorcycle
raises a hand to the visor of his helmet. At the instant Iori thinks he can make
out the rider's face, the train rushes between them.

(It's him all right.)

That instant was all that was needed. Another train passes by from the opposite
direction, and although the line of vision remains obstructed, Iori needs no
further confirmation.

When the trains pass on, the figure of the motorcycle rider is nowhere to be 
seen. Iori can make out the noise of a motorcycle engine fading away in the

(Who'd believe me teaming up with that clown? Bah!)

Yagami's face, bordered by his red bangs, breaks into a, for want of a better
word, "smile."

History, deprecation, cynicism, hate, madness, disdain, and fate. A variety of
inexpressible emotions fill Yagami's soul when he faces off against his nemesis.
The only thing that can expunge these overwhelming emotions he finds impossible
to handle is the act of fighting.

* * * * *

"So you haven't been riding recently I gather, have you?"

Kyo Kusanagi, led into the inner rooms of the Kagura estate, poses this question
to his host as he comes face to face with Chizuru. Kyo had noticed two bikes
left idle next to him as he parked his motorcycle. 

They were carefully maintained, but he could tell that no one had used them for
quite a while.

"No, not recently. You haven't changed, I see."

"I wish I could say so. I've had quite a lot on my plate recently."

Chizuru kneels before him with impeccable posture. For Chizuru, who sits
perfectly still, this is the manner of natural dignity befitting the leader of
the House of Kagura. But in all honesty, Chizuru is not exactly Kyo's cup of

"I saw Yagami just a few minutes ago."

"......Oh, really?"

"So, to what do I owe the pleasure this time? What pressing matter would call
for you to simultaneously summon not just me but Yagami as well to your humble

"It appears that I should just be frank with you."

"You can be whoever you want, just give it to me straight."

"I would like you to join the "Three Divine Vessels" team in this years King
of Fighters tournament. That would mean the three of us ? Me. Kyo Kusanagi, uh,
that's you, of course. ...And Iori Yagami."

"Are you bonkers? Regardless of what I'm about to say, there's no way that
Yagami-crud would agree to such a proposal."

"He already has."

"...Are you yanking my dangly?"

Unbelievable. Yagami himself had, of all things, already acceded to Chizuru's

"Hey, just what sort of spell did you cast on him anyway?"

"If Yasakani had not lent us his strength..."


"Both the Kusanagi and the Yata are sure to suffer defeat."


"It was probably too much for him to stomach: someone beside himself defeating
the Kusanagi."

"Now you're just being wack. Just who would defeat whom?!"

Chizuru shuts her eyes.

"Answer me! Are you telling me that I'm someone who can't win without Yagami's

"Perhaps...that is the case."


The atmosphere becomes tense between the two. Then for some reason, the image of
the two motorcycles comes to mind. They are two models of the exact same type of
otorcycle which appear to have been abandoned.

"...Nuts, well, whatever. Anyway, the whoopla keeps me from becoming bored out
of my skull every year."

"Thank you...I'm grateful."

Kyo snatches up his helmet resting at his side and stands up.

"I told you it was a way to relieve the boredom, didn't I? There's no need to
thank me."


Kyo Kusanagi
Fighting Style: Ancient Kusanagi-style martial arts
Birthdate: 12th December
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: B (RH-)
Height: 181 cm
Weight: 75 kg
Likes: Writing Poetry
Fav. Food: Barbecued fish
Strong Sports: Ice hockey
Impt Things: His motorcycle and girlfriend Yuki
Hated Things: Hard work


Issetsu Seoi Nage: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Shiki Goufu You: f + B
Ge Shiki Naraku Otoshi: d + C in air
88 Shiki: df + D

                            SPECIAL MOVES

108 Shiki Oniyaki: f, d, df + P (also done after Batsu Yomi)
427 Shiki Hikigane: f, df, d, db, b + K
R.E.D. Kick: b, d, db + K
114 Shiki Aragami: d, df, f + A
128 Shiki Kono Kizu: Aragami, d, df, f + A
127 Shiki Yano Sabi: Aragami, f, df, d, db, b + P or Kono Kizu, P
125 Shiki Nana Se: Yano Sabi, K or Kono Kizu -> Yano Sabi, K
Ge Shiki Migiri Ugachi: Aragami -> Yano Sabi, P
212 Shiki Kototsuki You: Aragami -> Yano Sabi, f, df, d, db, b + K
115 Shiki Dokugami: d, df, f + C
401 Shiki Tsumi Yomi: f, df, d, db, b + P
402 Shiki Batsu Yomi: Tsumi Yomi, f + P
75 Shiki Kai Modified: d, df, f + B, B or D, D


Ura 108 Shiki Orochinagi: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + P
182 Shiki: (d, df, f)x2 + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Saishuu Kessen Ougi: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C


Iori Yagami
Fighting Style: Ancient Yagami-style martial arts + instinct
Birthdate: 25th March
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: O+
Height: 182 cm
Weight: 76 kg
Likes: Band
Fav. Food: Meat
Strong Sports: All
Impt Things: His girlfriend
Hated Things: Violence


Sakahagi: close, b or f + C or D
                            COMMAND MOVES

Ge Shiki Goufu In "Shinigami": f + B
Ge Shiki Yuri Ori: in air, b + B
Ge Shiki Yumebiki: f + A, A

                            SPECIAL MOVES

100 Shiki Oniyaki: f, d, df + P
108 Shiki Yami Barai: d, df, f + P
147 Shiki Aoi Bana: d, db, b + P (up to 3 times)
404 Shiki Koto Tsuki In: f, df, d, db, b + K
311 Shiki Tsumagushi: f, d, df + K
Scum Gale: close, f, df, d, db, b, f + P


Kin 1211 Shiki Yaotome [Maiden Masher]: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + P
Ura 306 Shiki Saika: (d df, f)x4 + A + C
Ura 301 Shiki Saku Tsumagushi[Spiral Fire Dance]: (d df, f)x2 + K
Ura 108 Shiki Ya Sakazuki [8 cups of wine]: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

San Shingi Kore Futtatsu: d, df, f, df, d, db, b +A + C


Chizuru Kagura
Fighting Style: Kagura style of martial arts
Birthdate: 26th June
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: AB
Height: 169 cm
Weight: 52 kg
Likes: Sleeping. Motorcycle racing
Fav. Food: Spicy foods (sour, acidic foods)
Strong Sports: Motorcycle Racing
Impt Things: Her pet Java sparrow, Chee-chan
Hated Things: Unfairness


Reigetsu: b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Jokatsu: Sousou (Zheng Zheng): f + A
Jokatsu: Sousou (Cong Cong): df + B
Jokatsu: Sousou (Cang Cang): f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

108 Katsu Tamayura no Shitsune: d, df, f + P
100 Katsu Tenjin no Kotowari: f, d, df + P
212 Katsu Shinsoku no Norito: f, df, d, db, b + A or B or C or D
Tenzui: Shinsoku no Norito, d, db, b + same button used in above move
212 Katsu Otsu Shiki: d, d + A or B or C or D


Rimen 85 Katsu: Reigi no Ishizue: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + P
Rimen 1 Katsu: Sanrai no Fujin: (d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

San Shingi Kore Mittsu: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C

*************************************HERO TEAM*********************************

 7 a.m.

The streets are already bustling with activity while the steam and aromas from
open-air shops and stands ascend into the sky. It is amply bright outside, but
the sun has not completely risen; dark shadows dance on the ground in between
the shops of the marketplace. Alone, a behemoth of a man stands out from the

"Nuts. That Ash. Calling me here at this time of the morning."

Dressed in his usual ultra-casual style, a jacket slipped over his bare torso,
anyone passing along the street would recognize him. In Shanghai he is the man
called "Shen Woo." Shen means "god" and Woo the Chinese word for "battle."
Naturally, this isn't his real name.

"Ah, ha, ha, ha. You're here. Shen, long time no see! So, where is a place
that will feed us some delicious crabs? You must know, right Shen?"

"Ash...who'd eat crab at this ungodly morning hour?!"

"Lighten up there, pal. Then how about a little dim sum before Duo Lon gets

The young Caucasian with platinum hair gathered up in a katyusha is Ash Crimson.
Alabaster skinned with blue eyes. Freckles still remain on his cheeks positioned
over the edges of a mouth contorted into an impertinent smirk. You could call 
him a handsome lad or not, but it is certain that he is enveloped in a strange
sort of magnetism that garners glances. His body is slight but sinewy.

"Crab, this early in the morning..."

Thrusting forward through the crowd, Ash finds Shanghai crabs dumped into a
wooden crate, wriggling gloriously in the display window of a shop.

"Look, look. They look spunky. Your buying, right?"

"Who's buying? Give it a rest. And in the first place, do you even eat crab?
Tourists from Europe tend to shy away from our local delicacy, you know?"

"I love crab. And after you hear what I got to tell you, I think you'll gladly
foot the bill."

Ash's mischievous expression is reflected in the window of the shop.

"One guy said the clown who ate Shanghai crab for the first time was extremely
courageous...or just amazingly intelligent. It's the truth, Ash. So what's your
important story?"

And then: the reflection of the figure of another tall man appears in the
glass of the show window which would be difficult to be called polished.


Ash and Shen, without looking back, continue pretending to keep judging the
quality of the crabs. Shen clicks his tongue slightly. Although distracted by
the conversation, being snuck up on so easily...?

"Ah, ha, ha, Duo Lon. It's been awhile. How have you been? How about we talk
somewhere out of the way while we fill our bellies?"

"This place looks good."

Even the fresh air of morning becomes cold and gloomy around this guy. The 
figure of the tall man, dressed in a costume luxuriously embroidered, appears
from the pallid shadows between the buildings. Duo Lon. All but the age of a
young man, he is actually a member of the "Flying Brigands" a group of assassins
who reside in the back regions of China. He is laconic with a presence that
naturally overwhelms people, and bears a sad countenance.

"Ta-dah! Can you believe it? This came to me in the mail."

What Ash produces is an envelope sealed archaically with wax.


The world's largest tournament of varying fighting styles. Both Shen and Duo Lon
are aware of this. And they both know it is a team event of teams consisting of
three fighters each. Annually some sort of crisis accompanies it; in other words
an event with attitude.

"I won't pull any punches. I want to join this thing. So, I'm hoping you'll
feel the same. How about it? Will you enter with me?"

"Sounds like fun. OK, I'm in! I've always wanted to be in KOF, at least once.
I'll go anywhere where strong opponents can be found."

"That's the ol' pepper, Shen. Happy to hear it. How about you, Duo Lon?"

"...Yeah, OK."

"Ah, ha, ha, ha. Then it's all decided!"

"As a matter of fact, the application of we three has already been made. It
would have been a real bummer if either of you had refused to accompany me."

"Say what? You already entered us? ...Ah, whatever. I'm pumped up for this!"

"...What are you scheming? Huh, Ash?"

"Oh, come, come, Duo Lon. It's nothing of any consequence."

"And if I had said I wouldn't do it...What would you have done?"

"...Hmm. What would I have done?"

Grinning like the Cheshire cat, Ash laces the invitation between the fingers
of his left hand and plays with it. Supple fingers are they, which look like
they have nothing to do with combat. And his nails are adorned with nail art.
From the four corners of the invitation interlaced in Ash's fingers burst
emerald flames. The entire invitation is swiftly consumed by flames, but the
vigor of the flame does not abate and a pillar of flame bursts from Ash's left
hand. A spiral of wind breaks out at his feet, blowing up Ash's platinum blond
hair, and the flames burn even higher and stronger. He laughs. At the depths of
his innocent and capricious giggle an inscrutable something certainly squirms.
A few passers-by notice the green pillar of flame but are dumbstruck with
astonishment. Ash shakes his left hand dramatically outward. The emerald flames
jump from his arm. Drawing a gentle arc that slips between Shen and Duo Lon in
an instant, it brushes by the face of a girl passing nearby and then disappears.

The draft blows the girl's hair. Promptly thereafter at her side, the thing that
was a bee a second before falls to the earth motionless, burnt to a crisp, in a
pile of white ash.

"That was close, young lady. Ah, ha, ha."


"Il n'y a pas de quoi."
Ash replies with an exaggeratedly old-fashioned bow

"OK, playtime is over. To make things worse I'm totally whacked from being
called out so early in the morning."

"I love mornings in the spring. They say, 'The season is spring. The time of
day is morning. The time of morning is seven.'"

"Who says that?"

"Hmph. For someone raised in France, you have strange tastes."
Duo Lon breaks out in a rare wry smile. Although he feigns a cool, adult air,
his youth is given away when he laughs. Ash continues.

"As God makes evident in the sky. All in the world is nothing.

Well, that's it. Take it easy. Just take it easy. Ah, ha, ha."


Their participation in the tournament had already been confirmed by the KOF
Management Organization three days ago.


Ash Crimson
Fighting Style : Self-taught (uses special flames)
Birthdate: 14th Feb
Nationality: Unknown (grew up in France)
Blood Group: O+
Height: 178 cm
Weight: 59 kg
Likes: Nails Art
Fav. Food: Sachertorte (a type of sweet food)
Strong Sports: None
Impt Things: Nails
Hated Things: Annoying and uninteresting things


Brumaire: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Messidor: f + A
Floreal: b + B
Prairial: b + D

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Ventose: b~f + P
Nivose: d~u + K
Vendemiaire: close, b, db, d, df, f + C


Pluvoise: (d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Sans-culotte: A, B, C, D


Dou Lon
Fighting Style: Hizoku-style
Birthdate: 11th March
Nationality: Hei Bei Province, China
Blood Group: Unknown
Height: 189 cm
Weight: 79 kg
Likes: Discovery of new species, Mahjong
Fav. Food: A kind of barbecued food
Strong Sports: None
Impt Things: Symbol of the Hizoku Clan, Mother's photo
Hated Things: Unknown


Suite Shoukou: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Fuuka Tenshi: df + D
Raika Tenshi: df + D, D
Hika Tenshi: while jumping in, K

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Suteki Juuryuu: d, df, f + P (up to 3 times)
On-fukuo Ryuume-Wa: Sutemi Juuryuu, f + B
Shiryou Kunhotsu Seikin: On-fukuo Ryuume-Wa, f, df, d, db, b + P
Maboroshi Mu Kyaku -  Nai Kiba: f, d, df + K
Maboroshi Mu Kyaku -  Soto Kiba: b, d, db + K
Hike Kyaku: d, df, f + K
Genma Hishou-Kyou Kudoku: d, db, b + K
Suite Ma-ashiho: f, df, d, db, b, f + P
Suite Ransaiki: Suite Ma-ashiho, d, db, b + P


Hiden - Genmu Juon Shikon: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + P
Hiden - Genmu On-Ryou Kabe: (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Ougi - Tajuu Genmu Yami Kei: A, C, B, D


Shen Woo
Fighting Style : Own-Style (Shen . Woo)
Birthdate: 10th Sept
Nationality: Unknown (Educated in Shanghai, China)
Blood Group: B+
Height: 188 cm
Weight: 97 kg
Likes: Fighting with strong opponents, watching fighting tournaments
Fav. Food: Special bun (Xiao Long Bao) from Shanghai
Strong Sports: Billards
Impt Things: Proof of strength
Hated Things: Yo-yo


Kyakuten Touchi: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Fusen Kyaku: f + B
Tenrenshou: f + D

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Geki Ken: d, df, f + P
Fuku Tora Geki*: d, db, b + A
Kanyuu Ryugeki: Fuku Tora Geki, d, df, f + A 
Setsukou Kuzure Geki: close, f, df, d, db, b, f + P


Tatsu! Geki Ken: (d, df, f)x2 + P
Kohyou Rengeki: (d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Bakushin: C, A, B, C

********************************BENIMARU TEAM**********************************

"Hello, I am speaking to Goro Daimon, aren't I? This is the police and..."
 Hired by his alma mater as a special instructor, Daimon has no choice but to
cancel practice with this sudden summons and rush to the police station. He
links up with Benimaru Nikaido who happens to be on his way to the station for
reasons of his own.
 "Hey, Daimon, tell me what the heck's going on here. Or have you only heard
the same yadda-yadda that Shingo's been taken into protective custody that I
 "Yup. That's right."
 "Jeesh.... Just what's that clown done this time?"
 Without reaching any definitive answer to Benimaru's question, the two arrive
at the police station.
 Right away they are led to a room deep in the bowls of the station, and there
sits Shingo Yabuki, who, even now, looks as if he is about to burst into tears.
  "Daimon, and Benimaru! I haven't done anything! You've gotta believe me!!!"
 "Sorry to put you through this hubbub, Mr. Daimon. This guy was screamin' at
us to have you come here."
 The officer in charge and Daimon seem to have met before. In spite of his
aloof disposition, Daimon, who also moonlights as a special judo instructor at
the police academy, is well-connected. But the one who lays into Shingo is
 "So why did you call for Daimon?! Calling your mommy and daddy would have been
more apropos, don't you think?"
 "Are you kidding?! If my parents knew about this...they'd ground me for life
and no KOF this year!"
 "What a putz. ...So, what's this guy in for? Murder? Armed robbery?"
 Benimaru continues to rake Shingo over the coals. This joking is due to the
very fact that he knows Shingo is innocent, but naturally no one finds his
attempts at levity very funny.
 "He's in here for attempted arson."
 The stern-faced policeman answers Benimaru's question. Any looks of amusement
on Benimaru and Daimon's faces subsequently vanish.
 "I'm telling you it's all a big misunderstanding!"
 "I got you dead to rights, punk! I saw you with my own two eyes in front of a
house in the wee hours of the night and heard you say stuff like, "This time
I'll make fire for sure." "I got a little flame there." And the coup de grace:
'Burn, baby, burn!'
 The police officer slams an open hand on the table; Daimon and Benimaru take a
glance at each other then look up at the ceiling as if to say, "Good grief."
(So that's what this is all about.)
 The two know Shingo well. They are sure for the most part that he's incapable
of a criminal act, and the various bad premonitions they had on the way to the
station in spite of this have now faded away. They are assured their fears were
groundless, and now they are relieved...and a little bit ticked off.
 "Looks like this has all been one big misunderstanding. Daimon and I can vouch
for this guy's character. Isn't that right, Daimon?"
 "Yup. That's right."
 "Well, if Daimon says so..."
 The evidently dissatisfied police officer nevertheless promptly releases
Shingo in deference to Daimon.

 The three exit together from the police station's main entrance. But Shingo
takes up the rear, plodding behind them as if trying not to step on their
shadows. And after a brief time walking...
 "Uh...excuse me you two.... I'm sorry for making such a nuisance of myself!"
 Benimaru smacks the back of the head of the deeply bowing Shingo.
 "You got that right. I know you were probably giving yourself a crash course
in the fighting arts of Kusanagi, but even I would suspect someone ranting
about fire and flames in front of houses in the middle of the night of being an
 "Yup. That's right."
 "I'm sorry. I just got carried away.... I just know I made some fire."
 "It had to be static electricity or something. If not that, it was a
hallucination. A...hal-lu-ci-nation!"
 "Hmm...I guess so, huh?.... No, I know I..."
 Benimaru and Daimon ignore Shingo's babbling and head back to the university.
 The two turn to the topic of joining the next KOF tournament.
 Yes, the two intend to join the competition once again this year.
 As Shingo catches scraps of the conversation, Daimon discusses how he wants to
see the results of his training. Benimaru speaks of wanting to see what he's
made of...And another reason is it seems one of the new contestants has caught
their attention. When it comes to the crucial reason, the level of Benimaru's
voice drops, but Shingo can make out fragmentary words like Lin, flying
brigands, and Seth.
 With his head drooping down, Shingo continues to follow behind the two.
Shingo's house, mind you, is in the opposite direction.
 "...Hey, uh, Shingo."
 Benimaru turns to look behind him.
 "It doesn't seem like you to be moping around like that, don't you think?"
 "Yup. That's right."
 "Yeah. You endure Kyo's ribbings with laughter, cheerfully suffer his
bullying, and happily obey his commands. You're a guy who rushes in where
angels fear to tread with spunk and stamina. That's you to a tee, isn't it?"
 "Yup. That's right."
 "Is that supposed to be a compliment?"
 "Whatever. Snap out of it because for the next KOF, Daimon, me and you are
going to be a team."
 "Yeah, telling me to meekly resign myself to my just deserts...are you?!
You're going to let me join your team?"
 "Why? You got a problem with that?"
 "But what about Kusanagi? I thought for sure...."
 "That bozo Kyo is traveling abroad. I can't get in touch with him."
 "Yup. That's right."
Certainly this seems to be the case.
 After the end of the previous tournament, Shingo periodically trained under
the guidance of Kyo's father - Saisyu Kusanagi.
 The training took place in a corner of the Kusanagi house, but during that
time the figure of Kyo was nowhere to be seen.
 "Well, with a guy like that, he just may be planning to storm in at the last
minute, but we can't afford to wait for that."
 With a swish, Benimaru's body turns and his fist suddenly stop short of
Shingo's face. Shingo moves his body a few centimeters to narrowly avoid the
 A small flash of lightning emanates from Benimaru's left hand, and he
momentarily flashes a fearless expression from below. Though eclipsed by Kyo
and Iori, Benimaru Nikaido is one of the world's preeminent fighters.
 "Well now, you have improved, haven't you? Am I hearing right? You've been
getting special training under a true slave-driver coach, haven't you?"
 "U-Uh, yeah, well..."
 "Cheer up there, pal. When you get all gloomy, it puts me down in the dumps.
To add insult to injury, teaming up with Daimon here, our team image will be
pretty off-putting, so I'm begging you."
 "Yup. You got...hey, wait a minute!"
 "Very well. I'll do anything you want today and today only. Just tell me what
you'd like."
 "I'm sick of seeing you get knocked around all the time. So, any request -
just to psyche you up before the tournament."
 "Yeah. Whatever you want. How about something you've always wanted to eat?"
 When it seems apparent that Benimaru is sincere, Shingo thinks over all sorts
of possibilities with a glint in his eyes.
 "Well, then.... Ah, that's it! There is something I've always wanted to do!
 "What is it?"
 "Bring me some tiramisu! And make it snappy!"

 Daimon and Benimaru cringe for a moment that seems like an eternity.

 "Oh, yeah?! Eat this: Heaven Blast Flash!!!"
 Suffering a massive electric shock, Shingo, burnt to a crisp, rolls to the
ground and moans.
 "Ow-oooch...I knew it was a bad idea not to have said, please."
 "Uh, but just now...I'm sure I thought I saw bursting flames. ...From my eyes,
that is."

 And from that moment on the participation of these three in KOF was written in


Shingo Yabuki
Fighting Style: (Self-claimed) Ancient Kusanagi-style martial arts taught by
Kyo Kusanagi
Birthdate: 8th April
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: O+
Height: 179 cm
Weight: 71 kg
Likes: A fan of 'Lizard Man'
Fav. Food: Microwave dishes
Strong Sports: Swimming, water polo
Impt Things: Life, his girlfriend, his student handbook
Disliked Things: Milk


Hatsugane: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Ge Shiki Goufu "Kakkodake": f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

114 Shiki Aragami Mikansei: d, df, f + A
115 Shiki Dokugami Mikansei: d, df, f + C
Shingo Kick: b, db, d, df, f + K
100 Shiki Oniyaki Mikansei: f, d, df + P
212 Shiki Kototsuki Mikansei: f, df, d, db, b + K
Shingo Kinsei Ore Shiki Nietogi: Close, f, d, df + K
Shingo Kinsei Ore Shiki: Zenpou Tenshin: d, db, b + P


Burning Shingo: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + P
Ge Shiki Kake Hourin: (d, df, f)x2 + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Shingo Kinsei Ore Shiki: Oboro Guruma: (d, df, f)x2 + B + D

Benimaru Nikaido
Fighting Style: Japanese version of Muey Thai (Thai kickboxing)
Birthdate: 6th June
Nationality: Japan (with American heritage)
Blood Group: O+
Height: 180 cm
Weight: 68 kg
Likes: Being the center of attraction
Fav. Food: Sashimi
Strong Sports: Clay disc shooting
Impt Things: Himself
Disliked Things: Otaku, regrets


Catch and Shoot: close, b or f + C or D
Spinning Knee Drop: close, b or f or d + C or D in air

                            COMMAND MOVES

Jackknife Kick: f + B
Flying Drill: d + D in air

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Iai Geri: d, df, f + K (also in air)
Handou Sandan Geri: Iai Geri, d, df, f + K
Shinkuu Katategoma: d, db, b + K
Raimei Tou: d, db, b + P
Raijin Ken: d, df, f + P


Raikou Ken: (d, df, f)x2 + P
Gen'ei Hurricane: (d, db, b)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Raikou Ken: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C


Goro Daimon
Fighting Style: Judo + Self-created fighting techniques
Birthdate: 5th May
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: A+
Height: 204 cm
Weight: 138 kg
Likes: Understanding nature
Fav. Food: Zaru soba
Strong Sports: Judo
Impt Things: His wooden shoes
Hated Things: Detailed machinery


Okuri Ashibarai: b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Zujou Barai: df + C

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Jiraishin: f, d, df + P
Chou Oosotogari: close, f, d, df + K
Chou Ukemi: d, db, b + K
Kumo Tsukami Nage: b, db, d, df, f + A
Kirikabu Kaeshi: b, db, d, df, f + C
Tenchi Kaeshi: close, f, df, d, db, b, f + P
Nekko Kaeshi: d, df, f + K


Jigoku Gokuraku Otoshi: close, (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + P
Meido Otoshi: b, db, d, df, f + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Kyokudai Jigoku Gokuraku Otoshi : close, (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + A + C

**************************************K' TEAM**********************************

The one who visits the unmarked room is an old man near the age of ninety.
 His long grey hair, and similarly grey moustache. The gourd hanging from a
string dangles as he walks. When he knocks on the door with the gourd, the
sound of a dry thud and sloshing liquid resonates. The contents of the gourd:
 "You're in there, aren't you? Show yourself, you whippersnappers."
 The door opens straightaway - but only a few centimeters with the chain lock
still fastened. The man who peaks out from the crack is tan with silver hair,
wearing a black leather jumper, and the hand resting on the doorknob dons a red
 "You...if I'm not mistaken, are called Chin Gentsai...."
 "That's my name, sonny, don't wear it out. I hoped you'd at least remember the
name of someone you've fought countless times before."
 "...Excuse me. So what the hell do you want?"
 Chin wordlessly taps the chain lock, indicating his desire to be let in. K'
looks down upon the geezer from a difference in height of 20 centimeters.
 "Hey, K'. How about showing a little respect towards your elders?
 Maxima appears, making Chin look up another 20 centimeters more from K''s mug.
"Master Chin, I presume. Do come in."
 Maxima, reaching over K''s shoulder, undoes the chain and ushers Chin Gentsai
 "Hey, big guy. You need to teach your young charge a little more manners..."
 ...bellows the one and only Chin, whose breath reeks of alcohol.
 Chin scowls at "the young charge" who repeats his question with his usual
surliness. But the scowl is lost in his overly long locks, going unperceived by
the others.
 "I am but a pathetic old man with a brief future before him."
 "You don't look the part."
 K' retorts quietly. Chin indeed looks as if he will no doubt live another 200
years, but ignoring the chide he produces a letter from his inside pocket. It's
an invitation to the King of Fighters.
 "I know you love this, don't you? The KOF."
 "Don't trifle with me, old man! Of all the things I loathe...."
 Had Maxima not grabbed his shoulders, K' would have rung Chin's neck.
 "Would you do me the favor of desisting with the teasing of my partner? He's
not yet familiar with the ways of polite society."
 "I sense it this time, too. That 'evil presence.' It exceeds that of the time
when the thugs from the Orochi and NESTS were on the rampage.
 "What's that to us?"
 "Hey, pipe down and listen. ...Yet, Master, if that's the case, wouldn't it be
better if you had entered the competition the same as always and ascertained
the true nature of this evil presence without even bothering with the likes of
 Chin lets out a sizable sigh.
 "A keen observation. But this time that won't fly. Because of those two...that
 ...Kensou and Pao, who triggered the awakening of the mysterious behemoth of a
 These two are now spending their days in rigorous training at an undisclosed
location to one day confront the presence.
 "We four are going to sit this out. I'm sorry, but for now it's the ideal
 "Wait. Did you say we four?"
 "I certainly did."
 "Even that cute idol goddess?"
 "Athena? Indeed. Indeed."
 Maxima, employing his "Maxima-devised" software, searches the web.
 He finds information available to the general public. The results soon appear.
 "I thought so. I checked the list of KOF participants and her name's on it!"
 "What?! ...What did you say?!!!"
 Chin, being the Chin he is, is this time taken completely aback. Behind her
master's back, Athena has gathered together two other members and completed her
application to participate in KOF before he had a clue.
 "What is this treachery?! Why did Athena...? Hey, can't you tell me, big guy?"
 "M-Me? Tell you...? How should I know about this?"
 Maxima winces at Chin, who begins to rant with a vigor that quickly sobers him

 "Dagnabbit! She told me she had to do a concert, and while she was away from
me, she must have...I don't understand her. This time our foe cannot be stopped
with some hastily assembled gaggle of girlies."
 "Just smack her into submission and drag her back with you, old man."
 "You don't know Athena's true nature...She's a kind kid, but she's stubborn,
too. Once she decides something, there's no going back. She must have concluded
that this time she's going to face the 'evil presence' in her own way. She kept
quiet because she was concerned for me and the other two, I bet."
 "Well, things being what they are, I can tell you everything. Like why I've
come to ask a favor of 'you two.'"

 Chin begins to speak grimly and solemnly.
 The "presence" this time resembles that of the Orochi but is also unique.
 Not only that, the inscrutable and unknown presence is surging.
 And Kusanagi and Yagami are closely related to it.
 The evil presence is mighty, comparable to the strength of the Orochi, and it
is difficult to say whether even the likes of Kusanagi and Yagami could defeat
it. What's more, these two are still feuding among themselves.

 But the situation is not without hope.
 If the "evil presence" cannot sense that other being...
 If the second Kusanagi, who was created by man, still exists....

 "Now I understand, Master Chin. We're nothing more than "insurance."
 "Insurance? You mean "sacrifices," don't you? Or just "openers" for Kusanagi's
main act.
 "...You get the picture. I'm making a self-serving request."
 "But during the tournament we just may come up against Kusanagi, you know?"
 "We'll drive off that bridge when we come to it. What's vital is that there be
mighty fighters to counter the 'evil presence.'"
 "OK. I hear you, Master Chin. We have too much idle time on our hands these
days anyway. Entering KOF again with this guy wouldn't be so bad. Hey, you
don't mind, do you?"
 "Hmph. Whatever."
 "Thanks, whippersnappers. I owe you."
 Chin for the first time deeply bows in gratitude.
 "As you see, I am grateful."
 "...Don't grovel. It's annoying."
 Chin, continuing to bow, averts his gaze from K'.
 "Well, it looks like we're in. Myself, K', and along with us...?"
 "Curses. What'll we do about the remaining member? That know, that
child with chestnut-brown hair. No, she won't do. She's too childish. Much
younger than Athena is, don't you know?"
 "You need not worry yourself. I have the very pro we need."
 "You know, don't you, Maxima?"
 "Ah, that dependable dominatrix is still around...but I believe she is
presently involved in a mission with that squad of mercenaries, isn't she?"
 "Ask me if I care! Make her a timely offer she can't refuse. I leave the
particulars up to you."
 "Why do I get all the grief? Jeesh!"

 Two weeks later. Whip, in debriefing as a result of the completion of her
mission, is promptly given another assignment.
 "Link up with K' and Maxima. Form team. Enter KOF."
 As did Chin, the leader of a band of mercenaries - Heidern - also senses the
presence lurking in the shadows of this year's KOF and dispatches his squad.

Fighting Style : Explosive Powers
Birthdate : Unknown
Nationality : Unknown
Blood Group : Unknown
Height : 183 cm
Weight : 65 kg
Likes : None
Fav. Food  : Beef
Strong Sports  : None (poor in sports)
Impt Things  : None
Hated Things  : KOF tournaments


Spot Pile: close, b or f+ C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

One Inch: f + A
Knee Assault: f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Ein Trigger: d, df, f + P
Second Shoot: Ein Trigger, f + B
Second Shell: Ein Trigger, f + D
Air Trigger: d, df, f + K in air
Crow Bites: f, d, df + P
Secondary Bites: Crow Bites (C), f + D
Minute Spike: d, db, b + K (also in air)
Narrow Spike: Minute Spike (ground), d, db, b + K
Blackout: qcf+K or Ein Trigger, b + K


Heat Drive: (d, df, f)x2 + P (chargeable)
Heaven's Drive: (d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Chain Drive(LDM): d, df, f, df, d, db, b + A + C


Fighting Style: M-Style fighting skills
Birthdate: 2nd March
Nationality: Canada
Blood Group: A+
Height: 204 cm
Weight: 204 kg
Likes: Cycling
Fav. Food: Sweet stuffs
Strong Sports: Rugby
Impt Things: His sideburns
Hated Things: Fermented soy-beans, people who ask for opinions


Choking Vice: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Mongolian: f + A
M-9 Type Maxia Missle: df + C

                            SPECIAL MOVES

M-4 Type Vapour Cannon: d, db, b + P
Maxima Scramble: d, df, f + P
Double Bomber: Maxima Scramble, d, df, f + P
Bulldog Press: Double Bomber, d, df, f + P
Maxima Lift: f, df, d, db, b + K
Centoun Press: Maxima Lift, f + K
M-11 Type Dangerous Arch: close, b, db, d, df, f + K
M-19 Type Bridge Cannon: f, d, df + K


Bunker Buster: (d, df, f)x2 + P
Maxima Revenger: close, (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

MX-II Final Cannon(LDM): f, b, db, d, df, f + A + C


Fighting Style: Whip-slashing skills + Heidern-style assasination techniques
Birthdate: 12th October
Nationality: Unknown
Blood Group: O+
Height: 173 cm
Weight: 59 kg
Likes: None
Fav. Food: Honey
Strong Sports: None
Impt Things: Her whip Woodoo
Hated Things: Angels, Internet abuse, corruption


Alpha: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Whip Shot: f + A (up to 5 times)

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Boomerang Shot: b, db, d, df, f + P
Assassin Strike: f, d, df + A or B or C or D
Strength Shot A “Superior”: f, df, d, db, b + A
Strength Shot B “Strength”: f, df, d, db, b + B
Strength Shot C “Victory”: f, df, d, db, b + C
Strength Shot D “Rain”: Any Strength Shot, D
Desert Eagle: b, d, db + P
Hook Shot: d, db, b + K in air


Sonic Slaughter: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Sonic Slaughter: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + A + C

***********************************FATAL FURY TEAM*****************************

At the appointed coffee shop, the figure of Terry Bogard is still nowhere to be

The seats of the open terrace are fully exposed to view from the street. The
two sitting in the delicately constructed chairs are men of exceptional build.
Between the two, one is the champ of Muay Thai kickboxing, and the other is the
king of professional wrestling.

"...Don't sit there like a clam. How about a cup of Java?"


"Look, if you'd just take off that bird mask, you'd be able to drink it, right?"

"It's not a bird. It's a griffon mask."

"Whatever! Take it off. Now! Thanks to your whack little mask, even I've begun
to feel like a complete freak."

"Being noticed is the fate of a hero, don't you know?"

(...Terry, Andy, enough playing around. You'd better show up, like, yesterday..)

Mind you, Joe is not averse to standing out. But standing out and being part
of a freak-show are two different things. Being noticed has got to be on Joe's
own esthetic and philosophical terms.

"Hey! It's Tizoc! Tizoc the Griffon! How about an autograph?!"

"Hah, hah, hah! You got it, buddy."

"All right! Thanks!"

Flushed with joy, the child begins to leave...then he and Joe's eyes meet.

"U-Uh, can I get your autograph? You gotta be the Great Ninja Mister Minami,
aren't you? You lost the title match with Tizoc recently and became his
bootlicker, I hear."

"OK, kiddo. Listen and listen good..."

Had you removed Joe's trademark headband right now, you'd probably be able to
make out the vivid blue vein bulging out from his temple.

" really...the one and only..."

"Great Ninja, Mister Minami, aren't you? Sorry. Guess I'm late again."

"Geez, Terry. You're ancient! How about being on time just once, eh?"

With his typically casual air, Terry Bogard made himself known. Squatting
down, he looks into the kid's eyes.

"If you're not polite and leave out the 'Mister' he might turn you into a toad
with his ninja arts. Mister Minami's pretty tough, you know."

"U-Uh OK. I'll be careful."

"You've got your autograph. Now we've got some important stuff to talk about
now, so why not go play over there?" "OK!"

Joe, having been referred to as the 'pretty tough' ninja, throws a hissy fit
and takes it out on the waitress by yelling for an alligator steak. Terry
orders a cup of coffee.

"Take a chill pill there, Mister Minami."

"Hmph. You got the kids eating out of your hand as always."

"You lack the knack with tykedom."

"Butt out, bird face. So, where's Andy? This tournament...I'm talking KOF, of
course. He's in, isn't he? He's doing it, right?"

Terry shrugs his robust-looking shoulders.

"Hey, hey! What do you mean? You're not telling me this beak boy'll be subbing
for Andy, are you?"

"It's not a bird. It's a griffon mask."

"That's right."

Whether affirming the nature of the mask or Andy's substitution is unclear,
but, at any rate, Terry nods. The coffee arrives. The alligator steak doesn't.

"You remember Andy's disciple, don't you, Joe?"

Terry inquires of his friend while he heaps cream and sugar into his coffee as
any Yank like him would.

"Disciple? ...Oh, yeah, that something-Maru guy. Wasn't he just a kid?"

"The mumps, I'm told."


The disciple's condition isn't fatal, but the big A's worried about
aggravating his condition. That's why he didn't want to leave Japan at this
time...anyway that's the way Andy's message read."

"Hmph. Talk about your doting masters."

"Hey, shut up. In spite of that, he's a tough task master. But I guess that's
different from training. I guess you'd call it 'koshi-kondo' in Japanese."

"'Koshi-kondo' ...the phrase that expresses the sublime relationship of trust
between master and disciple. The Japanese language sure is cool. Seems your
brother is, too."

"He can't match you, champ."

Terry and Griffon. The two exchange a firm handshake across the table.

"Hey, hey. Try to get along, you two. Jeesh! How about I teach you another
sublime Japanese expression? It goes, 'Atchi ni ike, kono busu!' Try it the
next time you're hitting on chicks."

"Wow. What does it mean? This KOF's sponsor is Japanese, you know. Mixing a
little Japanese into my victory speech marks the consideration of a true

"Okay, I'll teach you a load of beautiful Japanese expressions after we win."

Terry sucks out the contents of his coffee cup to the last drop.

"Well, here we are. We go with the team we have here this time. I'm counting
on you."

"I've got no complaints. As long as chickadee face doesn't cramp our style."

"I've no objections. As long as we fight fair and square, I'm in."

"OK! Everything's copasetic. With this solved I can finally pay my respects to
my father."

"? ...Oh, a little memorial visit, is it?"

"My ritual before the tournament. I hate to say this but could you guys wait
here awhile?"

"No way! You've got to be joking! You'd have me hang out here longer with the
mysterious bird boy? I'm coming along with you."

"It's not a bird. It's a griffon mask!"

"Can it! If the beak fits, wear it. Bird boy! Bird boy! BIRD BOY!"

"It's a griffon mask!!!"

Terry reclines back in his chair and looks up at the sky. His long hair parts
to reveal the high wide sky above.

(Pop, this year...what can I tell you?)

"I said stop up your cakehole, bird face! Chew on a caterpillar, why don't

"How about you buttoning up?! For I am Tizoc, the gentlemanly griffon!!!"

(...It looks like it's going to be a raucous and tiring tourney.)

Terry Bogard
Fighting Style: Martial arts taught by his father Jeff Bogard
Birthdate: 15th March
Nationality: America
Blood Group: O+
Height: 182 cm
Weight: 82 kg
Likes: Video games
Fav. Food: Junk food
Strong Sports: Basketball
Impt Things: Gloves from his father
Hated Things: Slugs


Buster Throw: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Rising Upper: df + C
Backspin Kick: df + D
Combination Blow: after connecting with standing C, f + C

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Power Wave: d, df, f + P
Burn Knuckle: d, db, b + P
Crack Shoot: d, db, b + K
Power Dunk: f, d, df + K
Break: Power Dunk, A + B
Power Charge*: b, db, d, df, f + K
*can follow up by pressing f, f + K (up to 2 times)


Power Geyser: d, db, b, db, f + P
Buster Wolf: (d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Power Stream: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + A + C


Joe Higashi
Fighting Style: Muey Thai (Thai kickboxing)
Birthdate: 29th March
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: AB+
Height: 180 cm
Weight: 71 kg
Likes: Creating noises, brawling
Fav. Food: Deep-fried alligator meat
Strong Sports: All types of martial arts
Impt Things: Hachimaki (the bandanna on his forehead)
Hated Things: School


Hiza Jigoku (Knee Hell): close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Low Kick: f + B
Sliding: df + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Hurricane Upper: b, db, d, df, f + P
Slash Kick: b, db, d, df, f + K
Tiger Kick: f, d, df + K
Ougo no Kakato: d, db, b + K
Bakuretsu: P repeatedly
Bakuretsu Finish: Bakuretsu, d, df, f + P


Screw Upper: (d, df, f)x2 + P
Bakuretsu Hurricane Tiger Kakato: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Shijou Saikyou no Bakuretsu Straight!!!: (d, db, b)x2 + A + C


Fighting Style: Pro Wrestling
Birthdate: 25th April
Nationality: Mexico
Blood Group: O+
Height: 215 cm
Weight: 118 kg
Likes: None
Fav. Food: "I eat anything a lot!"
Strong Sports: Triathelon
Impt Things: His Griffon mask
Hated Things: Illegal moves and the wrestlers who use them


Griffon Tower: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Joudan Yoke Kougeki: d + A +B
Glide Super Kick: d + C + D
Special taunt: b + Start

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Olympus Over: d, db, b + K
Active Toupon: f, d, df + P
Poseidon Wave: b, d, db + P
Justice Hurricane: close, f, df, d, db b + P
Hercules Throw: close, b, db, d, df, f + B
Icarus Crush: close, d, df, f + P in air


Daedalus Attack: (d, df, f)x2 + K
Big Fall: close, (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Big Fall: close, (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + A + C

********************************ART OF FIGHTING TEAM***************************

"Pop, we've got no money."
 "I'm well aware of that."
 "And we're all out of rice."
 "I know! So just eat your food!"
 The family sits around the low dining table in the center of the living room...

 Atop the table is a single bowl with a heaping helping of buckwheat noodles.
 It will serve as a meal for the three. The drafts blowing through the dojo are
 "Aw, just once in a while I'd like a little egg in our noodles..."
 "Don't demand so much, Yuri. Eggs are only for the Festival of the Dead and
New Year's!"
 "Boo hoo, whimper, whimper..."
 "Well, when we finish let's canvass for disciples. Yuri, you'll be passing out
these promotional tissues in front of the train station."
 "Boo hoo, whimper, whimper..."
 "That reminds me, the gas has been cut too. Ryo, go to the mountains and cut
us some firewood."
 "Boo hoo, whimper, whimper..."
 "Pop, the water's been shut off, as well."
 "Yuri, when you finish passing out these tissues, head to the river and do the
 "Boo hoo, whimper, whimper..."

 Yuri awakens. She was just about to pick up a large peach that had come
flowing down the river.
 She finds herself in the dojo of Kyokugen Karate. A handsome Italian gentleman
is now peering into her eyes.
 "Boo hoo, whimper, whimper...Ah, Robert...was I sleeping?"
 "Like a baby. You must have become quite the fighter to be doing head dives
while the Master and Ryo are going through the moves. This dojo does have a rep
in this neighborhood for putting its disciples through rigorous training."
 "I guess I got a little sleepy because things are so dead around here."
 "Dead? Why? ...Hmm, on second thought you do seem to have fewer disciples."
 You could hear a pin drop in the dojo.
 As far as anyone could remember, the dojo was always a little quiet, but now
it seemed more so than ever.
 "My father and Ryo's training is way too hard."
 "I know, but they take part in KOF every year and get a lot of TV coverage; so
they always get a huge influx of students at those times."
 "And then by the time the next month rolls around ninety percent of them drop
out. The other day we dragged in our first new disciple in ages, literally,
right off the street...."
 "Dragged right off the street?"
 "And he just disappeared. He never came back. Having steel clogs slapped on
you and being made to run 10 miles, even a horse would run away treated like
 "Hey, Robert. When did you get in?"
 The two greatest authorities of Kyokugen Karate, the invincible dragon and the
mighty tiger - namely, Ryo Sakazaki and Robert Garcia - come face to face
again. Along with the napping Yuri Sakazaki, it's quite a sight to behold when
you consider these are the renowned experts of Kyokugen now.
 "I've heard all about it, Ryo. Driven out all your disciples, have you?"
 "It's not like I drove them out."
 "Haven't you considered letting up a little? For the general public, you
Sakazakis have physical capabilities like super-humans from another universe,
you know?"
 Treating this family as aliens from another planet, Robert takes on the mantle
of the singular man of common sense.
 "Don't talk about us as if we were a family of Martians. Pop's the only one
with freakish ability. We children are just normal citizens of considerable
looks and purity."
 "I second that opinion."
 "...Well, I'll leave it at that. Now, the reason I'm here is that I've got
some suggestions that will be useful to this dojo's management. Try this on for
size, OK?"
 Robert takes out an invitation from his inner vest pocket.
 Ryo and Yuri are unfazed. Naturally, this item has already been delivered to
 "Got it? This time you should contemplate using a little more PR, eh?"
 Robert loses no time beginning his spiel.
 Don't forget the pleasant smile in the interview. Praise your defeated
opponents with pithy lines. Repeat the words "Kyokugen Karate" and "Sakazaki's
Dojo" at every opportunity. "Your town's Kyokugen Karate." "A big 'Haoh Shokou
Ken' for every household." "A 'Kyokugen Reverse Fluttering Fang' for your
family's security."
 "And, yeah...Ryo, we'll sew advertisements on the back of your karate gear."
 "The name of our dojo?"
 "That's good, but we'll need to find sponsors - like a chain of convenience
stores or a sports drink company."
 Yuri stays silent, sighing on the inside. Robert seems to think himself a man
of the world, but he is a scion of the Garcia Foundation. Since he was born he
has been in possession of wealth one could not hope to squander in the period
of a lifetime. How could his thinking address the scale of the matter at hand?
 "Hmm. A sponsor. That might be good."
 (Like a hole in the head!)
 Yuri's big brother, a stranger to the ways of the world, easily falls in line
with Robert. And because of this, the dojo will always be in dire straits.

 "Oh, hoh...sewing advertisements on sacred karate gear..."
 "That's right. In today's world, everything's got to sell something...uh,
"It seems like you've been doing well, Robert. Just when I thought  it's been a
long time since one of my favorite disciples has shown his face around here,
here you are with talk about using Kyokugen as a means to make money? Wah, ha,
 Suddenly appearing behind Robert, puffing himself up to full height, is Takuma
Sakazaki, who was also in Yuri's dream. The master soba maker - and fighter --
known to all in Southtown.
 "N-No, that's not why I'm here. As a matter of fact...."
 "Papa, Robert is just worried about the management of our dojo."
 To counter her father's wrath, Yuri peeks out from behind Robert, who is
averting his gaze from his master to hide his panic.
 "Hmph. One who devotes himself to the ways of the martial arts should not mewl
and puke over trifles like making money!"
 "But Papa. You're always bellyaching about the finances. And the management
funds for our satellite dojo in Mexico...?"
 "Hush, young lady! If that's what you have to say, then I'll speak my mind,
too! This year's KOF is said to have an especially impressive line-up of
contestants, but you can count me out!"
 "Huh?! A KOF without you, Pop...?"
 "You mean...?"
 (Heh, heh, heh. Sure they're skilled, but they're still immature tyros. One
word of me not joining them against such formidable rivals, and they'll crumble
like cookies."
 "Yes!! This time I'm totally free!"
 "...What the...?"
 "That's just like you, Master. You really know how to inspire your disciples!"
 "No, that's.... Is it really OK? Me not joining you? Just you three against
such fearsome foes?"
 "Leave it all up to us, Papa. We'll show them all what Kyokugen is capable of!"
 "R-Really? Well...Ah, there it is. Knock 'em dead!"

 It was one week later that the KOF Management Organization received word from
Takuma Sakazaki that he would not be participating in this year's tournament.

 And Takuma kneads some celebratory buckwheat noodles for the departure of his


Ryo Sakazaki
Fighting Style: Kyokugen Karate
Birthdate: 2nd August
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: O+
Height: 179 cm
Weight: 75 kg
Likes: Weekend Carpentry
Fav. Food: Mochi (rice cakes), natto (fermented soy beans)
Strong Sports: Sumo Wrestling
Impt Things: His recovered motorcycle, horse
Hated Things: Bugs with multiple legs


Tomoe Nage: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Hyouchuu Wari: f + A
Joudan Uke: f + B
Gedan Uke: df + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Ko Ou Ken: d, df, f + P
Kohou: f, d, df + P
Hien Shippu Kyaku: f, df, d, db, b + K
Zanretsu Ken: f, b, f + P
Mouko Raijin Setsu: d, df, f + K
Kohou Shippu Ken: d, db, b + P


Haoh Shou Ko Ken: f, b, db, d, df, f + P
Ryuuko Ranbu: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Tenchi Haoh Ken: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C


Robert Garcia
Fighting Style: Kyokugen Karate
Birthdate: 25th December
Nationality: Italy
Blood Group: AB+
Height: 180 cm
Weight: 85 kg
Likes: Collecting cars
Fav. Food: Sushi, yakisoba (japanese noodles)
Strong Sports: Motoring sports
Impt Things: His collection of cars
Hated Things: Rakkyoo (garlic)


Kubikiri Nage: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Ura Kobushi: f + A
Ryuu Hanshuu: f + B
Kouryuu Gokya Geri: b + A

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Ryuugeki Ken (higher): d, df, f + A
Ryuugeki Ken (lower): d, df, f + C
Ryuu Zanshou: f, d, df + K
Gen'ei Kyaku: f, b, f + K
Hien Ryu Jin Kyaku: d, db, b + K in air
Hien Shippu Kyaku: d, db, b + K (up to 4 times)


Haoh Shou Ko Ken: f, b, db, d, df, f + P
Ryuuko Ranbu: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Chiryuusei Ugatsu Kyaku: (d, db, b)x2 + B in air
Chiryuusei Kasane Kyaku): (d, db, b)x2 + D in air


Yuri Sakazaki
Fighting Style: Kyokugen Karate
Birthdate: 7th December
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: A+
Height: 168 cm
Weight: 54 kg
Likes: Karaoke
Fav. Food: Sweet curry rice
Strong Sports: Softball
Impt Things: Friends, Ronnet's earrings
Hated Things: Octopus


Sairento (Silent) Nage: close,b or f + C or D
Tsubame Otoshi: close, b or f or d + C or D in air

                            COMMAND MOVES

Tsubame Yoku: f + A
Shiyoku: df + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Ko Ou Ken: d, df, f + P
Yuri Chou Mawashi Geri: d, db, b + P
Raiou Ken: d, df, f + K in air
Chou Upper: f, d, df + P
Hyakuretsu Binta: f, df, d, db, b, f + K


Hien Hou'ou Kyaku: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + K
Shin Chou Upper: (d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

DenShin Haou Shoukou Ken!!: (d, df, f)x2 + P

**********************************OUTLAW TEAM**********************************

 "Hey, hey, hey! Out of my way, punk. That's my seat!"
 "Didn't you hear me? Geese, let's teach this kung fu clown a lesson, eh?
 "I don't give up my seat up to lapdogs."
 "......I didn't quite get that. Want to say it again?"
 "The place for lapdogs is in the dog house. Satisfied now?"
 "Why you..."
 "Hyah, ha, ha. That sounds like a plan. I'll watch. Let's get the show on the

 Those were the first words of the three the first day they met.
 The English cudgel wielder, Billy Kane.
 The broker of evil, Ryuji Yamazaki.
 And the long-haired man dressed in the loose-fitting garments of Chinese
 "If I'm not mistaken you call yourself Gato. If you want to see old age, you
should learn to watch your mouth."
 This man, a master of the rigid boxing arts beginning with those of
Yakyoku-ken, is still young with a powerful physique and a certain something
that makes the very air around him taught with tension. But no commendable
person who fears him is in this spacious hall.
 And there is only one man who could gather all of them here together.
 Geese Howard.
 The CEO of the Howard Connection and a master of the ancient martial arts - he
holds mighty influence over the underground society and rules the underworld.
 "I won't tell you to take each other's hands and dance the dance of
 Geese, unpleasantly stubbing out his cigar while sitting deeply back, turns
his leather chair around 180 degrees to turn his back to everyone.
 "But how about pretending to show at least a little teamwork with each other
in front of your new employer?"
 From the top floor of this skyscraper that looks down on its surroundings, one
can view his realm, Southtown.
 "Client? Do you mean you've placed me in your hire?"
 Gato bolts up.
 "Rubbish. I have no interest in a fighting tournament. Good day."
 Billy shrugs and whispers, "It's your funeral." Geese speaks with his back to
 "This town...all sorts of people come to Southtown."
 Gato ignores Geese's words and heads for the door.
 "For example, a young Japanese girl searching for her long-lost brother. Eh?"
 Gato stops in his tracks.
 "So what. It's none of my business."
 "That is true. But many other people do come to this city. And I've heard that
Chinese boxers who may closely resemble you may be among them."
 The Howard Connection monopolizes all of the information of Southtown. And
Gato now is well aware of this.
 "He's come here? For what can't be to join the KOF?!"
 "I have no idea. But it would be impossible for you alone to search for such a
man lost among the millions here. It's a simple proposition, isn't it? You will
win the tournament. And I will help you realize your goal. We'll be even
 "...Hmph. Very well. You've got me interested."
 "Hmph. What a pushover. Geese, if I have to enter KOF with the likes of this
clown, I'd rather team up with a French poodle."
 "Gyah, ha, ha, ha. You're nothing more than Geese's lapdog, so it'd be a nice
 "Yamazaki, why you..."
 "Now, now...a dog barking at guests. Where's your discipline? What about it,
 "You filthy snake. How about me shutting you up? Huh?"
 "Down, Billy."
 Billy is too hot-blooded, and Yamazaki's twisted mental make-up enjoys seeing
blood more than anything else. Were Geese not here, it would take no more than
five seconds for a blood-soaked battle to the death to break out.
 "...Anyway, I'll have you three take part in this year's KOF. You'll be amply
remunerated and I will provide my syndicate with the necessary information for
their investigation. This's just business. I think it's an offer you all can't
 A crazed look appears on Yamazaki's face and he continues to smirk insanely.
 Gato looks on unemotionally, his eyes fixed on Geeese.
 Billy's discontent and discomfort is palpable, but his loyalty to Geese
apparently exceeds it so he presently behaves himself, gripping his dear cudgel
hard in hand.
 "Well, then, if you have no objections, that's splendid."
 Geese swivels his chair around again to face the newly formed members of his
 "I don't expect anything like teamwork with you jokers, but you will win this
KOF. Any other result and I wouldn't expect to get anything if I were you."
 "Any other results?"
 There is no irony or jocularity mixed in with his tone of voice. Gato's
confidence in his abilities is unshaken. His pride in his own strength speaks
to this.
 "Since I'll be in the tournament, there can only be one result. I will be
 "Very good."
 "Hey, hey, oh, tolerant Geese. Won't you grant my desires, too?"
 "...It would be a real inconvenience if you rant about your payment in my
office. Well, what is it?"
 "...Blood, you say?"
 "Recently my blood rages more than I can stand.... I just may "go overboard" a
little in this tournament, so I'm hoping you'll, you know, make things right.
I'm counting on you."
 An icy glow flickers in Geese's eyes. But that, too, is just for a second.
 "Do as you like. As long as it can be disposed of as 'an accident.'"
 "Hyah, ha, ha, ha! Thank you! Now I'm really psyched!"

 "Are we done with our little chat? Well then I recommend you rest up as much
as you can until the tournament begins."

 Once Gato and Yamazaki leave the room, only Billy and Geese remain.
 "Geese, about this tournament..."
 "Yeah, Billy, I've been meaning to talk to you mano-e-mano about it."
 "Of course I want you to keep an eye on Yamazaki, but don't let Gato out of
your sight. Especially if someone gets in touch with him, I want you to report
directly to me."
 "Your wish is my command. By the way, Geese, who, in blazes, is the sponsor of
this year's KOF anyway?"
 Without answering, Geese once again turns his leather chair around with his
back to Billy.
 After a prolonged silence, Billy bids his leave and exits.

 The next time the three team members will meet will be the opening day of KOF.


Ryuji Yamazaki
Fighting Style: Self-Made Brawling Deadly Arts
Birthdate: 8th August
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: A+
Height: 192 cm
Weight: 96 kg
Likes: Collecting knives
Fav. Food: Umazashi (sliced horsemeat)
Strong Sports: None
Impt Things: Anything that will profit himself
Hated Things: Manual labour


Shime Age: close, b or f + C
Bun Nage: close, b or f + D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Bussashi: f + A

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Hebi Tsukai (Joudan)*: d, db, b + A
Hebi Tsukai (Chuudan)*: d, db, b + B
Hebi Tsukai (Gedan)*: d, db, b + C
Hebi Damashi: *, D
Sadomazo: b, db, d, df, f + K
Sabaki no Aikuchi: f, d, df + P
Bai Gaeshi: d, df, f + P
Yakiire: f, d, df + B
Sunakake: f, d, df + D
Bakudan Pachiki: close, f, df, d, db, b, f + P


Guillotine: (d, df, f)x2 + P
Yamazaki Drill*: close, (f, df, d, db, b)x2+P rapidly
*the no. of times you press P while he's charging determines the ending

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Kyouken: A, A, f, B, C


Billy Kane
Fighting Style: Boujutsu (Pole Techniques)
Birthdate: 25th December
Nationality: England
Blood Group: B+
Height: 179 cm
Weight: 77 kg
Likes: Doing laundry
Fav. Food: Egg dishes
Strong Sports: Pole vaulting
Impt Things: His younger sister (Lily)
Hated Things: Orders/Commands


Jigoku Otoshi: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Dai Kaiten Geri: f + A
Boutaka Tobigeri: f + B
Hishou Ken: df + A

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Kyoushuu Hishou Kon: f, d, df + K
Sansetsu Kon - Chuudan Uchi: Kyoushuu Hishou Kon, b, db, d, df, f + P
Kaen Sansetsu Kon - Chuudan Zuki: Sansetsu Kon - Chuudan Uchi, d, df, f + P
Senpuu Kon: A repeatedly
Straight Cane Smasher: C repeatedly
Karyuu Tsuigeki Kon: d, db, b + B
Suiryuu Tsuigeki Kon: d, db, b + D
Suzume Otoshi: d, db, b + P


Chou Kaen Senpuu Kon: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Dai Senpuu: (d, df, f)x2 + K


Gato Futaba
Fighting Style: Chinese Kenpo "Gou-kei" (firm lineage)
Birthdate: 27th May
Nationality: Unknown
Blood Group: A+
Height: 180 cm
Weight: 82 kg
Likes: Calligraphy
Fav. Food: Tom yam kun
Strong Sports: Swimming
Impt Things: Mother's necklage momento
Hated Things: Anyone who humbles himself


Danzetsu Momo: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Sai Ago: f + A
Muran Geru: f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Shin Kiba: d, df, f + P
Totsu Kiba: Shin Kiba, f, f + P
Kaze Kiba: d, db, b + K
Ana Kiba: Kaze Kiba, A
Sen Kiba: Kaze Kiba, B
Kyuu Kiba: Kaze Kiba, C
Katsu Kiba: Kaze Kiba, D
Ura Kaze Kiba: d, db, b + P
Madoka: Ura Kaze Kiba, A
Ou Kiba: Ura Kaze Kiba, B
Mu Kiba: Ura Kaze Kiba, C (when close)
Oboro Kiba: Ura Kaze Kiba, D


Rei Kiba: (d, df, f)x2 + P
Tatsu Kiba: (d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Tenryuu Retsu Kiba: (f, d, df + A + B)x3

************************************IKARI TEAM*********************************

The border of a certain country. Twenty-three hundred hours.
 A full moon floats in a boundless sky with nary a trace of cloud.
 The wind velocity is 1 meter per second. The temperature is 19 degrees
centigrade. The humidity registers at 50 percent.
 Without fog, one cannot hope for a shielding mist.
 It is a 3-P night (peaceful, pleasant, and placid); in other words, the
conditions are altogether unsuitable for this top-secret invasion.
 "...Nuts. Hey, Clark. Couldn't you have chosen another day for this?"
 "Don't set your guns on me! Right, Whip?"
 "The changing of the border security force comes but once a month. ...It was
Ralf who judged today as the only opportunity for our raid."
 "That's how I remember it."
 "See. Even Leona backs me up!"
 "Jeesh! Doesn't anyone feel like sticking up for their leader? Everyone's so
freakin' logical all the time!"

 There is still quite a hike to the danger zone near the border.
 A hint of tension clouds the faces and the behavior of these invaders, but the
true test awaits a few kilometers down. That is where the carnage will take

 Though night, the wasteland illuminated by the full moon's glow is amply
 The pace of the mercenaries garbed in field gear is light, but they fear being
fully exposed. Though they know no watches them, they instinctively seek cover,
from rock to rock and shrub to shrub. His trademark bandana gives Ralf away.
Clark's the one with sunglasses forever fused to his face. Leona, the laconic
lady warrior, and the master of the bullwhip, Whip, bring up the rear. The four
shadows silently press on.

 Whip, taking up the rear, suddenly freezes, produces her bullwhip, and readies
herself. All quickly follow suit, a reflexive action brought about by their
 At the slightest indication, the forward three immediately assume combat
 "Hey, what's going on, Whip...ster?"
 When Ralf glances back and focuses on Whip, the image of her immediate
vicinity being covered by a dark shadow hits him hard. A giant darkness grows
behind her; and the "shadow" slowly engulfs the frozen Whip, followed by Leona,
Clark, and Ralf himself.
 "Leona, can you make out its speed?"
 "Going by the shadow's velocity, I'd judge it at five to six kilometers per
 "Hmm. An observational flight, perhaps? Clark, what's the objective's height
and size?"
 "It's altitude's got to be about 1,000 meters. The total length...."
 "Well? What's the objective's size?"
 "Four hundred meters. Give or take."
 "Four hundred meters?! Don't you think you're a little off?"
 "I'm not off. It's about 1,312 feet, or 1,320 Japanese shaku. That's 212 Ralfs
lined up end to end!"
 "Uh, thanks. What's that length in cigarettes placed end to end?"
 "Four thousand four hundred forty-four."
 "...You scare me sometimes, Clark. So that balloon's bigger than an aircraft

 The massive flying ship drifts through the sky.
 The shadow hangs over all four, continuing to obstruct the moonlight.

 It seems the objective has cut its engines and is drifting. It makes no noise.
By the light of the moon, it is difficult to determine the ship's color, but it
appears to be coated in a dark blue tint. The noble and elegant design is a
lithe streamline shape.

 "You got pictures, didn't you, Whipster?"
 "Whips...Oh, all right, you little twit! Whip! You did get pictures, didn't
 "Yup. And the data's already encoded and compressed. Shall I send it to
 "It's got nothing to do with the mission directly...but we can't ignore it.
Just that monster nonchalantly floating near the border's hot zone is one big
piece of intel."
 "Our position may be given away with the momentary transmission of this data."
 "No kidding. How long do you think I've been doing this anyway? I know the
risks. Send it!"
 "Yes, sir."
 Leona does not avert her gaze from the giant flying ship leisurely flying on
by. She continues to study it, as if trying to remember something, and whispers
to herself:
 "I've seen that ship.... I just know it."
 "You're rationalizing, Leona. You can't possibly recognize that levitating
 Ralf and Clark frown simultaneously.
 There is no way Leona can know this craft. But this sense memory...?

 * * * * * * * *

 "Mistress Rose, the four life signs we picked up previously have begun moving
again. It lasted but a moment, but there's a trace of an electronic
transmission being sent - a transmission of encoded data. Perhaps agents from
some sort of intelligence service?"
 "Oh really...? Any word from my brother?"
 The answering voice is that of a youthful woman. She is oblivious to the
contents of the report.
 The compact control room of the flying machine is packed with myriad consoles.
A blonde girl appears on one of them. It is likely a closed-circuit system
allowing direct communication with this girl in a separate room.
 "Are we to rendez-vous over the Pacific as planned?"
 "Yes.... Tedious, isn't it, Gwan?"
 The girl called Rose coos to her black panther crouching at her feet while
playing with her blonde tresses. Rose strokes the beast's brow with her foot,
as if it were but a house cat.
 "And what of those four we previously detected?"
 "I'm not interested. Leave them."
 "Very well...."

 * * * * * * * *

 "Heidern. KOF has just begun in all venues throughout the world."
 "Good work."
 The one-eyed mercenary Heidern is currently in cahoots with Interpol,
investigating the hidden mystery behind KOF...the King of Fighters.

 "Keep my apprised of the steady progress of our two participating squads."
 "Yes, sir. And here are the estimated specs of the flying ship from last
month's report."
 In an exceedingly brief alignment of characters, the following appeared on the
submitted transparency:
 'Total length less than 400 meters. Total width, less than 50 meters. In
addition to a maximum speed below 180 kilometers, a flight range of 60,000
kilometers is estimated. All data computed on the basis of image submitted.'
 "For that amount of investigatory time, we still don't know the owner of this
particular vessel?"
 "My apologies. The tangible and intangible hurdles to attaining such intel
were considerable. Further, the vessel, we surmise, is apparently equipped with
some sort of radar-jamming system. ...This is all just supposition and
conjecture on our part, though."
 (This worries me... ...What is this apprehension I feel?)

 Heidern orders further inquiry into the mysterious flying ship, but the
submission of the official report from the investigative agency is scheduled
for a date after KOF's conclusion.
 Regardless, it was subsequently made known that the name of the sky ship was
 And its owner...

Leona Heidern
Fighting Style : Martial arts + Heidern-style assasination techniques
Birthdate : 10th January
Nationality : Unknown
Blood Group : B+
Height : 176 cm
Weight : 66 kg
Likes : None
Fav. Food  : Vegetables
Strong Sports  : None
Impt Things  : None
Hated Things  : Blood

Audel Buckler: close, b or f + C or D
Heidern Inferno: close, b or f or d + C or D in air

                            COMMAND MOVES

Strike Arch: f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Moon Slasher: d~u+P
Baltic Launcher: b~f+P
Running Saber: b~f+K
Gliding Buster: Running Saber (D), f + D
Earring Bakudan: d, db, b + K
Earring Bakudan 2 (Heart Attack): b, d, db + K
Manual explosion: Earring Bakudan 2, b, d, db + K


V-Slasher*: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + P in air
*can be executed while grounded. Add an "up" direction at end of motion + P
Rebel Spark: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

V-Slasher Aerial: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C


Ralf Jones
Fighting Style: Martial arts + Heidern-style assasination techniques
Birthdate: 25th August
Nationality: America
Blood Group: A+
Height: 188 cm
Weight: 110 kg
Likes: Collecting knives
Fav. Food: Bubble gum
Strong Sports: Baseball
Impt Things: Badge of honour
Hated Things: Snakes


Dynamite Headbutt: close, b of f + C or D

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Gatling Attack: b~f+P
Vulcan Punch: P repeatedly
Unblock: f, d, df + P
Ralf Kick: f, df, d, db, b + K
Super Argentine Backbreaker: close, b, db, d, df, f + K
Kyuukouka Bakudan Punch (ground): d~u+P
Kyuukouka Bakudan Punch (air): d, db, b + P in air


Bari Bari Vulcun Punch: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + P
Umanori Vulcan Punch: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Galtactica Phantom: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C


Clark Steel
Fighting Style: Martial arts + Heidern-style assasination techniques
Birthdate: 7th May
Nationality: America
Blood Group: A+
Height: 187 cm
Weight: 105 kg
Likes: Collecting guns
Fav. Food: Oatmeal
Strong Sports: Wrestling
Impt Things: His sunglasses
Hated Things: Slugs


German Suplex: close, b or f + C or D
Death Lake Drive: close, b or f or d + C or D in air

                            COMMAND MOVES

Stomping: f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Super Argentine Backbreaker*: close, b, db, d, df, f + K
Napalm Stretch*: f, d, df + P
Frankensteiner*: close, f, d, df + K
Clark Tackle: b, db, d, df, f + P
Clark Lift: Clark Tackle, d, d + A
D.D.T*: Clark Tackle, d, d + C
Rolling Cradle: Clark Tackle, d, d + K
Shining Wizard: f, df, d, db, b + P
Elbow Drop: after moves with *, d, df, f + K


Ultra Argentine Backbreaker: close, (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + P
Running Three: (b, db, d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Ultra Argentine Backbreaker: close, (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + A + C

*************************************KIM TEAM**********************************

 The high-pitched wails and low bellowing of the two echo out alternately.
 Choi Bounge and Chang Koehan, who have continued their program of
rehabilitation for a number of years at Kim's tae kwon do gym, are miffed. The
two who only a few years before did nothing but plan their escape have become
quite commendable citizens. It seems that Kim's heartfelt program of
rehabilitation has paid off...then again, maybe not.

 The abandoned Choi thinks:
 (Not only do I have to do all the housework during the Master's absence, I
have to watch after his kids...and boy they've really become a couple of brats
recently. Simply put, I've want no part of that babysitting gig!)
 Meanwhile, Chang concludes...
 (Stuck between the two masters constantly at each others heels, being pulled
this way and that....I won't be able to take it!)

 "Ha, ha, ha. I'm glad to see you working so hard, Choi. But this time I have
to give in to Jhun's earnest entreaties. Well, make the best of it and watch
over the fort."
 "But, buddy boy!"
 "I said, watch...over...the...fort!"
 With his arms crossed, Kim bears his teeth, which emit a blinding gleam.
 One more word of protest, and Choi would be feeling the full force of a
Phoenix Kick in the name of rehabilitation."
 "...O-OK. I got you, buddy boy!"
 "Ha, ha, ha. If you express yourself with sincerity all will come to see
things your way."
 "Yeah, and the bruises you'd give me on top of your 'sincerity' are nothing to
sneeze at either, buddy boy."
 "Yes indeedy-do."
 The two whisper to each other in hushed tones as if a pair of mosquitoes, but
Kim doesn't fail to catch their remarks.
 "Did either of you have something to say to me?"
 "Yeah, we were just talking about..."
 " much we love our daily training. Yeah, that's it."
 Chan and Choi answer unflinchingly.
 Their faces beaming with forced grins are pathetic.
 "Ha, ha, ha. You said it. You said it."
 The two shrink away from Kim and let out a small, brief sigh. Their humility
and timidity would make one doubt that they were once the evilest of the evil.

 It is hardly necessary to mention, but Chang Koehan, with his trademark iron
ball and chain, is the escaped convict with superhuman strength.
 The guy with the charming iron talons is the former mad slasher, Choi Bounge
 Kim is the one who has devoted countless years to rehabilitate these two
through the discipline of tae kwon do and "return them to the path of
righteousness." He has yet to complete their rehabilitation.
 And then there's Jhun Hoon, Kim's rival who gets along with him as well as a
trench coat complements Mai.

 It is Jhun who comments:
 "I'm sorry, Choi. But I just have to take part in this year's KOF."
  "But Master Jhun, why are you so obsessed with this KOF...just what gives?"
 Chin draws in his sharp chin and closes his eyes.
 (Hoo, hoo, hoo. Maybe it's got something to do with the introduction of the
new rules, like the free tag-offs!)

 This is Jhun's scheme.
 Even though tournaments up till now were 3-on-3 team battles, contestants
fought individually, but this time there's the free tag-off Multi-Shift rule.
 In other words, when Kim finds himself in a fix, Jhun will gallantly jump in,
and along with saving his butt, make the world aware of the difference in
ability between Kim and him by magnificently mopping up the mat with the
opponent. But this, of course, goes against all his professed principles.
  "Look, somehow Kim's team is the only one to participate from our country. So
the members of this team must be, more than anything, the best. Isn't that
 "Well, yeah, most indubitably."
 "Choi, you've shown a lot of improvement these few years, but you still can't
hold a candle to me. Chan's in the same boat, but his fighting style is way
different than ours, and it's just the right touch to a diverse team."

 "Hey, Chang."
 "What is it, Choi."
 "About this year's team line-up...It just may be our big chance, buddy boy."
 "What do you mean, chance? Given the personalities of our two masters, there's
no way I'll see any free time, much less freedom, no matter how hard I try this
KOF. So naturally the odds of you and me both getting out of this pickle is
impossible, and I guarantee that 200 percent.
 "It all depends on how you use your noggin, buddy boy."
 Choi's scheme is thus:
 Everybody's a sucker when it comes to sports, sympathy, and friendship.
 So, when this KOF comes to a close, Choi, who everyone believes is stuck at
home watching Kim's brats, shows up out of nowhere and gives them the old, "I
was frantic with worry and couldn't help but come to watch over you buddy
boys." If Chang plays along with him just right, it'll be a cinch to pull the
wool over the eyes of that rube Kim.
 "So, that'll casually make the point that we're rehabilitated."
 "Yeah, I got you. An appeal to the emotions, and with the media there making a
spectacle of it...That just may work."
 "It can't fail, can it, buddy boy? This time we'll put these pious pinheads
behind us for sure."
 "If we decide to go for this, I'll really have to go gonzo during this KOF."

 Meanwhile, Kim is uneasy.
 It is clear that teamwork will be a crucial factor in this year's KOF.
 With Chang and Choi, he would be on familiar ground, but he can't seem to get
along with Jhun. If other teams take advantage of this, defeat will quickly
follow. However...

 Kim's scheme goes a little like this:
 It's definitely difficult to take full advantage of the team's maximum
potential with Jhun thrown into the mix.
 But this just might be able to be surmounted with the efforts of the world's
mightiest tae kwon do athlete, the one and only Kim himself.
 He'll conversely use the new tag-off rules to his advantage and silence from
hereon Jhun's grating criticisms by "saving his backside and putting him at his
 And by doing this in public, the effect will be amplified because it will
create an undeniable obligation.
 But this, naturally, goes against everything Kim stands for.
 "Well, if Jhun insists on joining our team..."

 In spite of this team devoting their battles to justice, each of it's members
appear to entertain some fairly wicked thoughts, but in a way they all seem
unified (?) in their intentions.

 "Master, I have come to see things your way, buddy boy. This time I'll root
for you from a distance, buddy boys."
 "So you've seen the light, have you, Choi?"
 "Most indubitably, buddy boy. Even if we're not always together, we're still a
 "Yes! That's the spirit that gives testament that your long years of rehab are
paying off!"
 "And I'll make up for Choi's absence myself!"
 "Chang's got the spirit too...If you put things that way, I can't afford to
lose either."
 "Don't forget about me, buddy boys, because you can count on me waiting for
you at the awards ceremony."
 "Of course we won't forget you. Ha, ha, ha, ha."

 "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

 Four members, with four (rather sinister) motives hidden in their hearts. The
team sets out for the familiar stomping grounds of KOF. Their entry into the
competition (barring a shipping problem with Chang's iron ball and chain)
apparently goes off without a hitch.


Kim Kaphawn
Fighting Style:Taekwondo
Birthdate:21st December
Nationality: Korea
Blood Group: A+
Height: 176 cm
Weight: 78 kg
Likes: Karaoke
Fav. Food: Korean barbecue
Strong Sports: Gymnastics
Impt Things: His wife and two sons
Disliked Things: Evil


Satsu Ashinage: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Neri Chagi: f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Hien Zan: d~u+K
Tenshou Zan: Hien Zan (D), d + D
Hishou Kyaku: d, df, f + K in air
Haki Kyaku: d, d + K
Han Getsu Zan: d, db, b + K
Sankuu Kyaku: d, db, b + P up to 3 times
Sankuu Geki: Sankuu Kyaku (1st), uf + K, d + K
Ryuusei Raku: b~f+K


Hou'ou Hiten Kyaku: (d, df, f)x2 + K
Hou'ou Kyaku: d, db, b, db, f + K (also in air)

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Hou'ou Kyaku: d, db, b, db, f + B + D


Chang Koehan
Fighting Style: Taekwondo + Power Attacks
Birthdate: 21st October
Nationality: Korea
Blood Group: B+
Height: 227 cm
Weight: 306 kg
Likes: Destruction
Fav. Food: Whole roasted sheep
Strong Sports: Table tennis
Impt Things: His iron ball
Disliked Things: Centipedes, Training days


Hagan Geki: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Hiki Nige: df + A
Futtobashi: f + C in air

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Tekkyuu Daikaiten: P repeatedly
Tekkyuu Funsai Geki: b~f+P
Tekkyuu Dai Bokusatsu: d, df, f + K
Dai Hakai Nage: close. f, df, d, db, b, f + P


Tekkyuu Dai Funsai: (d, db, b)x2 + P
Tekkyuu Dai Bousou: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Tekkyuu Dai Assatsu: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C


Jhun Hoon
Fighting Style: Taekwondo
Birthdate: 26th July
Nationality: Korea
Blood Group: O+
Height: 177 cm
Weight: 77 kg
Likes: Collecting perfume and admiring idols
Fav. Food: Eel, clams and arrowroot starch
Strong Sports: Billiards
Impt Things: All of Yuso Mimori's debut CDs, a seagull ornament
Hated Things: Squid and his family name


Kaisen Kaze: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Nerai Washi Geki: f + A
Rakko Geki: f + B
Ryuutaki Shuu: in air, d+B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Mangetsu Zan: d, db, b + K
Kuu Sajin: d~u + P
Haiki Jin: d, db, b + P
Nerai Washi Jin Ikou Dousa: Nerai Washi Geki, d, d + P
Washi Tsume Kyaku Joudan: Nerai Washi Jin Ikou Dousa, u + C
Washi Tsume Kyaku Gedan: Nerai Washi Jin Ikou Dousa, C
Koji Washi Ha: Nerai Washi Jin Ikou Dousa, D
Omote ~ Uragiri Kae Kougeki: Nerai Washi Jin Ikou Dousa, b or f + B
Nerai Washi Jin Kaijo Dousa: Nerai Washi Jin Ikou Dousa, B
Rakko Jin Ikou Dousa: Rakko Geki, d, d + B
Hitora Geki: Rakko Jin Ikou Dousa, u + C
Mouko Geki: Rakko Jin Ikou Dousa, C
Kasane Tora Geki: Rakko Jin Ikou Dousa, d + C
Tora Retsu Tsume: Rakko Jin Ikou Dousa, B
Rakko Jin Kaijo Dousa: Rakko Jin Ikou Dousa, D
Kara Sajin: Rakko Jin Ikou Dousa, u + A
Ura ~ Omote Kirikae Kougeki: Rakko Jin Ikou Dousa, A


Hou'ou Ressou Kyaku: (d, df, f)x2 + K
Hou'ou Tenbu Kyaku: (d, df, f)x2 + K in air

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Zen Shiki - Tsume Hiten Kyaku: (d, df, f)x2 + A + C

***********************************FEMALE TEAM*********************************

 "Mai, King, sorry to have kept you waiting. So let's have some fun."
 A baseball field on the outskirts of Southtown.
 Although the baseball season has already ended, the double "A" league is
playing a tournament to appeal to the local baseball fanatics.
 The one who has asked Mai Shiranui and King here is none other than Mary Ryan.
She's a female agent who's known for her considerable talent in the field.
 "Both of you have no objections to a dog and some suds, do you? The hot dogs
here are legendary."
 "You sure are all worked up today, Mary."
 "So what's with those clothes? Are you planning to play catch in the stands or
 King and Mai are mutually impressed. Looking around the stadium, it's
questionable whether there are even a thousand or so fans in attendance. So
it's close to a miracle that a hot dog stand is open for business.
 And Mary is no slacker either, decked out in her usual leather jacket,
baseball cap, and even a broken-in glove in her left hand.
 "Oh, this thing? It's to snag those home runs. Hey, some hot dogs over here
 There are no seats in the outfield of the ballpark but a well groomed lawn
instead. The fans sit her on sheets laid out to their liking. Among them are
some who have removed their shirts, enjoying a bronzing session along with the
ballgame. It's well into autumn, but today is a paragon of an Indian summer day.
 Mai loses no time sinking her teeth into her hot dog.
 "Wow, this is really good - just the right amount of onions."
 "I told you so. These are the perfect accompaniment to a tall glass of beer."
 "By the way, Mary, although I do know my pool, baseball's all Greek to me."
 "Don't worry about it. It's fun enough just watching the players throw, hit,
and run the bases."
 "Hmm, I guess so. How many points do you get for a homerun?"
 "All I know is battledore and shuttlecock, myself, so, come on, teach us the
rules. How many points for an out?"
 "Uh...Oh, don't sweat the details now. Watch and learn"

 The batter smacks a fly ball, high and deep.
 The white sphere shoots into the serenely blue Southtown sky, but the
centerfielder snags it with barely a move. It's the third out and the sides
change. King tries to strike up another conversation once the play comes to a
 "By the way, Mary."
 "That was an out. You don't get points for that."
 "That's not what I was trying to say..."
 "We're surrounded."
 Mai seems to be aware of the situation too. There aren't too many of them.
 But some clearly well-conditioned individuals around the stairs to the seats,
in the shadows of the billboards, and behind the light posts have them
encircled and are gradually closing in.
 "Five, no I'd say six. Mai?"
 "At least in the immediate area I'd say so. There may be more waiting in the
 "I'm sorry, looks like I got caught with my pants down here."
 With that remark, Mary shoves the last bite of her hot dog into her mouth,
washes it down with a swig of beer, and then licks the ketchup off her fingers.
 The eyes of the three remain on the action on the field.
 "They don't seem too anxious to use guns. I say we let them move closer into
range, sound good to you?"
 "It's your call, Mary."
 With the previous change-up the match completes the top of the third and the
visiting team is now looking at a man on first with no outs. The clean-up
batter is at the plate.
 Along with the short bang of the dry bat smacking the ball, Mai backhands the
nose of the man who has approached her from behind. She takes his right hand
and it no more than a couple of seconds she twists it up behind him.
 In a flash King swings her feet along the ground to trip up the feet of
another man coming to the aid of Mai's assailant. The man falls flat on his
back onto the grass. King's heel then lands in a flowing motion down on his
unguarded solar plexus.
 The baseball meanwhile bounces into left center and the runner makes a beeline
towards home.
 The small crowd erupts in cheers and applause for the runner.
 Still another man witnesses the unfavorable series of events unfolding before
his eyes and tut-tuts his accomplices in spite of himself, then glances
 "What are you doing? Malin!"
 "You're busted!"
 The moment he lets his guard down, Mary seizes his arms.
 It's a brief and speedy action that appears as if she shook her arms up and
down just a few times. And with that, there is a disagreeably dull snap
accompanying the dislocation of his shoulder.
 The final brawl is drowned out by the cheers for the batter just making the
slide into third base. The home (visiting?) team has just taken the lead with a
three-base hit. A flashy display appears on the scoreboard and the screaming
color commentary of the announcer from a radio of one of the fans echoes in the
area. No one appears to be aware of the action taking place in the stands.

 "I suppose this is a warning for me. They're telling me to go home. But Blue
Mary doesn't give in to threats."
 "Damn, no one told me something like this would happen. So it wasn't just him?"
 "You're not very up on your intel for someone in your line of work. Just try
pulling something like this with my pals here. You'll have to answer to me, Mai
 "And your friendly neighborhood bouncer, who wishes to remain anonymous."
 "?! ...Y-you're those fighter chicks from KOF, aren't you? Tch, I'm out of
 In spite of the shape of their bodies, the men retreat in a right quick and
orderly fashion.

 "My precious hot dog is ruined!"
 Unlike Mary who managed to gulp hers down in the knick of time, King and Mai's
superlative sausages rest on the lawn, splotches of ketchup and mustard color
the grass.
 The three are not at all fazed by their predicament, nor are they in the least
afraid or jittery. They are seasoned fighters, pros who have survived scuffles
more severe than this.
 "I'll go get us some new ones."
 Mai gets up and makes her way to the singular stand that served them before.
 "I'll take two hot dogs (Hmm, Mary could probably use one more too). No, make
that three."
 "Hey, you were just here, weren't you? You don't need to pay."
 "Huh? But why?"
 "It's already been covered. Here you go, three hot dogs."
 "Covered? By who?"
 "What? Don't you know her? She's a petite, cute little thing. Her name was,
uh, was Maria, or, something like Marie, maybe? Nah, I
think it was Mariko?"
 "Do you mean, 'Malin?'"
 "Yeah, yeah. That's it! It was 'Malin.' She left me a message for you, too."

 Mary and King immediately sense that things aren't right with Mai.
 "What's up, Mai?"
 "It looks like someone already knows of our plans to enter this year's KOF."
 "So what's the big deal, we're in it every year? Was she scrounging for an
autograph or something?"
 "No, just the opposite. She sprang for our hot dogs."
 "What's all that about!"
 "And she left us a message. It reads, 'This competition looks like it's going
to be a blast, so you'll be seeing more of me later. Your pal, Malin.'"
 "Malin? ...Didn't that bunch of thugs mention that name?"
 "Oh, whatever. We'll find out all the details once the tourney starts. Look,
another hit!"
 The dull roar of the crowd emanates from the baseball stadium on the town's
 And the sun has begun its westward descent.


Fighting Style: Muey Thai (Thai kickboxing)
Birthdate: 8th April
Nationality: France
Blood Group: A+
Height: 175 cm
Weight: 58 kg
Vital Stats (cm): Unknown
Likes: Collecting wine glasses
Fav. Food: Vegetables
Strong Sports: Billiards
Impt Things: Her younger brother Jean
Disliked Things: Gross people


Hold Rush: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Sliding: df + D
                            SPECIAL MOVES

Top Venom: d, df, f + P
Under Venom: d, df, f + K
Double Strike: (d, df, f)x2 + K
Tornado Kick: f, df, d, db, b + K
Trap Shot: b, d, db + K


Illusion Dance: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + K
Silent Flash: (d, db, b)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Phantom Strike: (d, df, f)x2 + P


Mai Shiranui
Fighting Style: Shiranui-style Ninjitsu
Birthdate: 1st January
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: B+
Height: 165 cm
Weight: 46 kg
Likes: Making osechi (soup with rice cakes specially for New Year)
Fav. Food: Ozouni
Strong Sports: Hane-Tsuki
Impt Things: Hairpin of deceased grandmother
Disliked Things: Spiders


Fuusha Kuzushi: close, b or f+ C or D
Yume-zakura: close, b or f or d + C or D in air

                            COMMAND MOVES

Tsubakuro no Mai: f + B
Benitsuru no Mai: df + B
Daiwa Fuusha Otoshi: d + A in air
Ukiha: d + B in air
Yurazaume: d +D in air

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Ryuu En Bu: d, db, b + P
Koyasen Tori: d, db, b + K
Ka Chou Sen: d, df, f + P
Hissatsu Shinobi Bachi: b, db, d, df, f + K
Musasabi no Mai(ground): d~u+P (can hold P), d, db, b + P near wall
Musasabi no Mai(air): d, db, b + P in air
Ukihane: Musasabi no Mai, d + B
Toukajou Tsubute: Musasabi no Mai, d + D
Yusura Ume: Musasabi no Mai, d + P


Chou Hissatsu Shinobi Bachi: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + K
Kagerou no Mai: (d, df, f)x2 + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Chou Hissatsu Shinobi Bachi: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + B + D


Blue Mary Ryan
Fighting Style: Commando style
Birthdate: 4th Feburary
Nationality: America
Blood Group: AB+
Height: 168 cm
Weight: 49 kg
Likes: Biking
Fav. Food: Beef
Strong Sports: Baseball
Impt Things: Her leather jacket from her ex-partner Butch
Disliked Things: Cats


Head Throw: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Hammer Arch: f + A
Double Rolling: f + B
MBSC: C + D in air

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Spin Fall: d, df, f + P
M. Spider: Spin Fall, d, df, f + P
Straight Slicer: b~f+K
Crab Clutch: Straight Slicer, d, df, f + K
Vertical Arrow: f, d, df + K
M. Snatcher: Vertical Arrow: f, d, df + K
M. Reverse Facelock: d, db, b + B
M. Head Buster: d, db, b + D
Real Counter: d, db, b + P
Backdrop Real: Real Counter, d, df, f + P


M. Dynamite Swing: (d, df, f)x2 + K
M. Typhoon: (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

M. Twister Rose: d, df, f, df, d, db, b + A + C

******************************HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS TEAM***************************

It is early in the afternoon of a weekday and empty seats are prominent in this
first-class car of the bullet train.
 Athena Asamiya is sitting in a window seat, heading for her next concert venue
in Fukuoka. Her manager has been directed to meet up with her at Hakodate. Now,
she travels alone.
 The train slows and comes to a leisurely stop.
 "Kyoto. This stop is Kyoto."
 The announcement echoes over the platform.
 When the door opens, a familiar face is smiling in Athena's direction.
 "Long time no see, Athena."
 The attractive blonde is dressed in the sprucely designed uniform of a girl's
high school. She is Hinako Shijo, one-fourth Russian and the daughter of a
model upper-class family.
 "So, Hinako, how have you been? Forgive me for calling you here."
 "Oh, it's no bother - as luck would have it our family has villas in Kyoto and
 Without giving second thought to her blatantly bourgeois remark, Hinako shoves
the backpack she had strapped to her shoulders onto the luggage rack above.
 The luggage rack squeals ominously. The backpack is loaded with weights of ten
kilograms or more. Judging by the groan of the rack, Hinako's lugging more
weight than usual.

 Appearance, bearing, word and deed - all are what the dreamy-eyed Hinako is
about, but because her dream is starting a sumo team at her girl's school, one
cannot resist feeling that this young lady comes from a different cookie cutter.

 In the meantime, Hinako has plopped down in the seat next to Athena. The first
thing she says,
 "Please accept my condolences."
 A closer look reveals that Hinako conscientiously wears a symbol of mourning
on her uniform. Athena, who is obligated in her line of work as a pop idol to
remain unfazed by most things, finds herself flustered by this current
 The flustered Athena hesitantly takes the condolence gift Hinako extends to
 "Master Chin did pass away, didn't he? Just how old was he anyway?"
 "U-uh, no, the Master is still fit as a fiddle, in a manner of speaking."
 "Athena, I know being in denial is part of the grieving process, but if you
don't accept reality..."
 "Uh, I don't know what impression you're under, but the Master is in the pink.
He still drinks a gallon of alcohol a day, naps, trains Kensou, and watches
after Pao."
 "Oh, really? I am so sorry. I just assumed the reason for you asking me to
join you in KOF had to be because the Master had died and you needed an extra
team member."
 "No, that's not it at all. Anyway, let me return this to you."
 Athena meekly tries to return Hinako's condolence gift.
 "Ah, please keep it. You can always hang on to it until you need it again."
 (Until I need it again...?)
 There is no malice to Hinako's statement. Athena understands this, but....
 "Wow. So Kensou isn't entering the tournament this time either...?
 "As a matter of fact, he isn't. He's got a lot of other stuff on his plate..."
 Athena casts her eyes downward. Yes, this time things are different.
 "Then who will be our other member? I rather think that Chang Koehan would be
a most excellent choice."
 "I-I'm not too sure about him."
 "Ah, you're probably right. He can't really manage a sumo wrestler's butterfly
coiffure, can he?"
 "U-uh, you do have a point there. Do you have anyone else in mind?"
 "Hmm. I can't come up with anyone who's suited for sumo, though..."
 "That's okay. That's okay. It doesn't have to be a sumo wrestler type."
 Athena can't bring herself to say she'd prefer someone other than a sumo-type.
 Of course Athena too has considered prospective teammates, but....
 "Hey, you're Athena Asamiya, aren't you?"
 "Huh? Oh, you want an autograph, right? Just a second. My pen...."
 "No, that's not it. You're entering KOF, aren't you?"
 Athena and Hinako both blink and do a double take at their new acquaintance.
 She's a rather spunky-looking teenager, a bit shorter than Hinako. Her face
and manner seem feline. She sports a miniskirt, blazer and bunched up socks -
in short, she's a typical Japanese high school student.
 "Yes, I'll be in it, does that concern you?"
 "Your team's short a member, isn't it?"
 The girl helps herself to the seat next to Hinako.
 "Uh, I suppose it may be."
 "Hmm. I guess our organization's info is sometimes useful after all."
 "I beg your pardon?"
 "Oh, nothing. By the way, have you considered me for your team?"
 "J-Just like that? Who are you anyway?"
 "Oh, I'm sorry. Allow me to introduce myself. The name's 'Malin.'"
 "So you're name is Malin, is it? I'm Hinako Shijo. That's an unusual name you
have there; your family name's "Ma" and your given name is "Lin," I gather.
What Chinese character do you use for "Ma?" Maybe the character for magic? Or
is it the "ma" for "manuke" - you know, the word that means "bonehead"?
 "U-Uh, don't let her offend you. Hinako didn't mean anything bad by that.
Words just flow out of her like...well, no need to get yucky here."
 "No, the name's just one word, 'Malin.' Works on its own, don't you think? So,
are you going to put me on your team, or not? I'm getting off at Osaka, so you
got to decide quick."
 And as if on cue, the announcement is heard throughout the train: "Shin-Osaka.
We will soon be stopping at Shin-Osaka."
 The time for decision instantly arrives, but there is no need to mull over an
 "We appreciate the offer, but no."
 "What? Why? Tell me, why?"
 "The KOF tournament is the peak of fighting competitions. Though I do say so
myself, Hinako and I are exceptional fighters. I appreciate the sentiment,

 "You doubt my abilities?"
 "Doubt? I don't even know your abilities. We've just met!"
 "...Shoot. Okay, you don't need to hit me with a hammer. I'm out of here!"
 The train slides to a stop at the platform of Shin-Osaka Station.
 Malin bolts up with a bang as if she has kicked her seat and abruptly exits.

 "Uh, Athena, are you sure you made the right decision?"
 "Yeah. I had no choice. This isn't some high school athletic event."
 Appearing out of nowhere, Malin is now outside, rapping on the bullet train's
 In her hands (?), she holds two ribbons of different colors that flutter in
the breeze.
 "??...Hey, those are...!!"
 In a panic, Athena and Hinako run their hands through their hair.
 One of the ribbons that tied Hinako's long blonde hair and the ribbon used to
gather Athena's hair together to conceal her identity are gone.
 (When did she...?)
 Athena springs from her seat. She looks as if she intends to catch up with
 At the same time, however, the bullet train has pulled out from the platform.
 The train begins to accelerate.
 The form of Malin smiling ear to ear and waving her trophies in the air slowly
 "Oh, stupid could I have been?"
 Hinako consoles Athena who is slumped down in her seat.
 "Cheer up. We can still find another team member."
 "But...Huh? Hinako, under your ribbon!"
 A small scrap of paper is secured under Hinako's remaining ribbon.
 Athena quickly removes the paper and checks its contents.
 "If you change your mind, give me a call. Malin. 090-XXXX-XXXX."

 After reading the note, Hinako and Athena press their faces to the glass of
the train as if to look for Malin.
 The sight from the window, however, is no longer that of the platform but the
buildings and streets of Osaka's north side.
 Nevertheless, the two feel as if they can catch sight of Malin in the
landscape streaming by, and they continue peering out the window for some time

Athena Asamiya
Fighting Style: Chinese Martial Arts + Psychic powers
Birthdate: 14th March
Nationality: Japan
Blood Group: B+
Height: 163 cm
Weight: 49 kg
Likes: Astrology
Fav. Food: Strawberry cakes
Strong Sports: Lacrosse
Impt Things: Peter Rabbit teacup set
Disliked Things: Grasshoppers


Psychic Throw: close, b or f + C or D
Bit Throw: close, b or f or d + C or D in air

                            COMMAND MOVES

Renwa Momo: f + B
Phoenix Bomb: d + B or D in air
Futtobasu Kougeki: f + A + C

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Psycho Ball: d, db, b + P
Psycho Sword: f, d, df + P
Psycho Reflector: d, db, b + B
Phoenix Arrow: d, db, b + K in air
Psycho Teleport: d, df, f + K


Shining Crystal Bit: (f, df, d, db, b)x2 + P (also in air)
Crystal Shoot: SCB, d, db, b + P
Phoenix Fang Arrow: (d, db, b)x2 + K in air

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Psychic 10: f, df, d, db, b, f + A + C
Finish (Sailor): P10, f, df, d, db, b + K
Finish (Fire Sword): P10, f, d, df + P
Finish (Psycho Sword): P10, d, df, f + P
Tokushu Finish (Healing Athena): p10, d, df, f + A + B (1 guage)
Tokushu Finish (Chu Psyho Bomber): P10, f, df, d, db, b + C + D (1 guage)
Finish (Random): P10, A + B + C + D


Hinako Shijoh
Fighting Style: Sumo wrestling
Birthdate: 3rd March
Nationality: Japan (her grandmother is 1/4 Russian)
Blood Group: B+
Height: 154 cm
Weight: 42 kg
Likes: Collecting sumo stuffs, making herb stuffs (potpourri and herb tea)
Fav. Food: Chanko (mixed hot pot) made by her mansion's chef, red tea, 
Strong Sports: Horse-riding, Halberd fencing
Impt Things: Teddy bear she bought when she was young
Disliked Things: Insects, sour food, piano scores


Tasuki Nage: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Maemitsu Tataki: df + A

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Tsukidashi: P repeatedly
Satenage: close, b, db, d, df, f + K
Chou Zutsuki: b, db, d, df, f + P
Yorikiri: close, f, d, df + K
Kaburi Yori: f, df, d, db, b, f + P
Tsukihanashi: Kaburi Yori, f, df, d + A
Gake Nage: Kaburi Yori, f, df, d + B
Uwate Nage: Kaburi Yori, f, df, d + C
Yorikiri: Kaburi Yori, f, df, d + D


Ooichiban: (d, df, f)x2 + P
Goushou Hineri: (b, db, d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Morote Tsuki: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + A + C

Fighting Style: Uses both legal and illegal weapons
Birthdate: 4th Februrary
Nationality: Osaka, Japan
Blood Group: O+
Height: 156 cm
Weight: 45 kg
Likes: Playing the clarinet and koto (Japanese harp)
Fav. Food: Suanlatang (vinegar-pepper soup), curry soup, spicy and sour food
Strong Sports: Badminton, Swimming
Impt Things: Her order-maid hammer
Hated Things: Frogs


Malin Rocket: close, b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Benisasori: f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Suzume Bachi Chijou*: d, df, f + P
Suzume Bachi Taikyuu*: f, d, df + P
Suzume Bachi (air)*: in air, direction + A + C
Tsuika Kougeki: after * moves, any direction + A + C (up to 2 times)
Onigumo: d, db, b + P
Dokusasori: d, df, f + K


Joubachi:  (d, df, f)x2 + P in air
Kagerou: (d, df, f)x2 + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Midzuchi: (d, df, f)x2 + P


Maki Kagura

Reigetsu: b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

Jokatsu Sousou (Zheng Zheng): f + A
Jokatsu Sousou (Cong Cong): df + B
Jokatsu Sousou (Cang Cang): f + B

                            SPECIAL MOVES

108 Katsu: Tamayura no Shitsune: d, df, f + P
100 Katsu: Tenjin no Kotowari: f, d, df + P
Shinsoku no Norito ~ Tenzui: d, d + A
Shinsoku no Norito: d, d+ C
Reigi no Ishizue (Nage): d, db, b + B


Reigi no Ishizue (Dageki): d, db, b, db, d, df, f + P
Sanrai no Fuujin: (d, df, f)x2 + K


Adelheid Berstein


Drakken: b or f + C or D

                            COMMAND MOVES

A. Kunst Zwei: df + B
A. Kunst Ein: df + C
A. Kunst Veir: df + D

                            SPECIAL MOVES

G. Kicken: d, df, f + K
G. Wand: df + A
G. Drakken: f, df, d, db, b + P


G. Kreis: f, d, df + K

                         LEADER DESPERATION

G. Sklaven (d, df, f) + P


Info Unkown


Tousuburu: b or f + C or D

                            SPECIAL MOVES

Touha: d, df, f + P
Jishou: d, db, b + A or B or C or D
Tenshou: f, d, df + P
Shi Ingoto: close, f, df, d, db, b, f + P


Goushou: (d, df, f)x 2 + P

                         LEADER DESPERATION

Shikai: d, db, b, db, d, df, f + A + C


General Epilogue

Whoo, hoo, hoo, hah, ha, ha
such is the power that human hold!
Power unmeasured by time.
Such is the power of humans have!

What the...
He's unscatched!?

**Mukai stands**
Orochi, beloved of Gaia
Humans imbued with potential
and our master who gives meaning to all!

It is over!

Mukai **raises arms**
The time has begun to flow toward us!


Until we meet again, may you find it...
Greater potential and the path you must follow!

(The separation stats here)

Hero Team
Duo Lon: Did they get away?

Ash: No! It looks like we were transported...
Who knows they had such power? Fascinating.

Shen: .............
**screaming pose** oooh-whooooooah...!
**breaths hard** Hah hah hah.......unnh.
Can't cry over escaped thugs
But letting them run free is something I can't abide
I'm going after them
I've gotta set straight just who is strongest...
**smiles** Bah I  guess the fun will have to wait.

See you in the funny papers
We'll have to mix it up again someday. Ah ha ha.

Yeah that's the spirit
You guys are aces
But enough admiration time.
Till we meet again, dudes!

Ash (to Duo Lon)
So what are your plans?

Duo Lon
(shot of Ron flashes)?!
**thinking** a presence... is near...
I'll leave you here, too.
It seems I have other engagements elsewhere

Why isn't everyone not the busy beaver?
Well, I have plans of my own too.
Let's do this thang in the future, huh?

Duo Lon
Hm, hm. You're a tough egg to crack. So long, Ash. **vanishes**

OK Time to put the finishing touches on my little scheme. **evil grin**

The end


Outlaw Team

They got away. Hmph.
What a bunch of punks.

This should put an end to the rats who'd oppose Geese

There's no trace of them here, either

Gato, Billy

**snake arm approaches and misses**

Ta dah!

The rats are gone, but the snake remains!

Hyah, ha, ha!
You talkin to me...?
The blood...
It rages within me...

You're always pokin your fingers in our pudding!
I'm going to break them off and pummel you within oblivion

You power drunk tyros.
You are nothing but thugs
No point in hanging around here. So long suckers

Hmph! Who needs ya?!

Hey-oh! Stop Grumping there buddy! **does multi snake arms**

Oi! Oi!
Don't be so hasty there! **spins stick**
Didn't your mommy tell you
Hastes makes waste
Freakazoid **Fire spin**

The end.


Korea Team

Just when I thought NESTS was crushed and there'd be peace... no time I'm facing  mighty evil once more...
No matter how great the evil
(shot of sky and a star) I will invariably defeat and skillfukky rehabilite it!
Even if I die trying!

That's a bit too dramatic, don't you thing, master?

Aren't we all the victorious KOF comrades of Team Korea?

When we three unite, we can defeat any enemy!

You said it
If we three fight together!

Really?...You feel the same? I am not alone...
In my love of justice and loathing evil
I have allies with the same set of aspirations!
**hero stance** Let us vow to destroy evil!
Let us vow to its setting sun!

With pleasure!

Of course! Count me in!

(all three walk into the sunset)
Everyone...Thank you!

Mystery voice: Hey aren't you forgettin someone buddy-boys?!

Huh? Who was that...?
Must be hearing things
Anyway, let us three from hereon battle against evil

All three
Hah hah hah hah!

(shot of Choi behind the three)
Getting kinda chilly here.

The End.


Ikari team

Drat! He got away

Failing to capture them means we are getting a little rusty

No use whining 'bout it!
Let's pull out of here.

Roger that!

(shows Leona doubled over)
Huh? Leona...What's wrong?

(White bg) ...the power....has..
(goes into berserker mode) ooooh-yaaaaaaaah!


!!! is this what those thugs were after!?

(Ralf and Clark running)

Nuts! This's whack...
This is gonna be harsh.
But let's put the kiboshi on her his fit, eh, Clark!

Roger that, pal!


(shows Leona back to norma)

(shows a beaten up Ralf and Clark)
Now you snap...
...out of it...jeesh!


We're taking ten, you report in...OK?


You got that soldier?!

**opens eyes** !
**salutes** yes sir
(shows bird's eye view of all three)
Leona Heidern of Ikari squad. Do you copy, HQ...?
Request pick-up. Area PSG-93-0E
For three, Ralf, Clark, Leona.

We copy...Dispatching immediately

(shows Leona thinking)
What was that...
...that terrible power?
(split screen of Leona and a sepia colored pic of Orochi Leona)
Stronger than ever...

The end


High School Girls Team

Ow-owie, ow...

Where do you suppose we've ended up this time?

Seems like where' not where we used to be

The evil presence I felt...
It's totally gone..
The Orochi I sense before...
It was like that evil presence.

What about your concert?
Are we going to be on time for the opening?

Ah! We're really in a major pickle now!
I know we got a lot to worry about, but we got to hurry!

**"ah shit" look** Gosh, I completely forgot!
what'll we do...?

Leave it to us..
We'll smooth it all over.

**thinking** I suppose "we" includes me...
...what she got in mind?
...I really have a bad feeling about this...
(fade to black)

Staff A
Athena! Hurry up you're on in minutes!

**thinking** I hope Hinako comes through.

...whoo-hoo! yeah!

Uh...excuse me...everyone...

Hey! Clam up everyone! We got an Athena alert!

...yey! wooh-hoooo!

**looks at Hinako** Hey you said you'd handle this, didn't you?

Uh everyone... Want to sumo with me?!!
**crickets sounding**

............ Oooh-woah!

Spectator A
I don't know who they are but they are hot!

Spectator B
I'll sumo with you! Dos-koi, Baby!

Spectator C
Let me sumo! let me!

Spectator D
Be my Yokozuna, baby

(in Athena's dressing room)

Staff member A
Hey what's all the hubbub?

Staff member B
Ha ha ha. Looks like some new stars are born!


Staff member C
Athena you're on!

Wow, Hinako and Malin are a real hit...
But I can't let them steal my thunder!

Staff member C
Break a leg, Athena!!!

**on stage** Hey everybody, Athena's here! It's showtime!

The End

 Fatal Fury Team


W-What the...?
What is this place?

Looks like KOF was being broadcast from the arena

Look at those three...

Spectator 1
Awesome! Those guys over there!
It's Terry and Tizoc!

Spectator 2
Holy Hannah! He's right
Whoo-hoo Terry!!!


Where did they come from?
Well anyway, congratulations .

Spectator 3
H-Hey don't push

Spectator 4
Youch! Knock it off!
Cut the pushing, dudes!

Spectator 5
Outta my way melonheads!
I can't see a thing

Oh no the fans...Hey guys get with the program

(Fatal Fury team looking up)
Golly. Guess I made such a cool entry they just freaked.
This is another fine mess we've benn put in, huh?

It's getting pretty tense...especially the upper deck

Huh? I thought I just heard Andy's voice...
!!! That's going to go

(3 spectators fall)
Falling spectators
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!  yeeeeeek!!! Hyaaaaaaah!!1

Hey you two! You know what's gotta be done!
I'm way ahead of you. Leave the kid to me.

I'll take the babe-alicious honey on the right.

OK! I'm counting on you

**grabs kid** Gyaa-aaaah!

**grabs lady**

**grabs fan**
Ora Ora

Hey Kid, you Ok?

Th-Thanks, Tizoc!
I'm your biggest fan!
I was rooting for you
All day today too!

HAHAHA...Thanks a lot, kiddo!
Looks like your cheers made all the difference.

Are you ok?

U-Uh **thinking** Yikes he's the real thing
**speaks** O-oh, uh...Th-Thank you.

I'm just happy I made a swell snag.

Uh, if it's ok with you, may I thank you with...dinner?

**thinking** Man! Why do I always get stuck with this stuff?!

Oh my. You're even better up close and personal.

Uh, heh heh. Well, you seem to be ok.
No injuries. How about getting on home then, eh?

Ok, getting all blushy-faced. You're so-ooo cute.

Hey, I didn't mean that...!
HEY!...Don't get all snuggly.

(whore grabs Joe's arm and snuggles him while Joe put a hand over his eyes
aka the "oh f***" getsure)

I...I was a fan of Terry's. But I'm switching to you.

Don't put yourself out

From today on...You are mine, big boy!

Am I cursed or something?!

it's OK, deary. From now on, I'm all yours too.

You call that "ok"?

Oh! such muscular arms!
I'm all mely-welty!

You're not listening and get your mug away from me!
Geez! you need a shave! Gag! Take a hike!

ooh-hoo hoo. You're sexy when you get all huffy-whuffy

**thinking** Nuts! why's it always me...?

The End


Womens Team

Wh-what's that?
What's that light?!!



(Screen flashes white)

(shows Andy)
Andy...You saved me, did you? everyone safe?

I'm afraid they didn't make it, Mai...
We'll have to be happy for their sake, too. I suppose.

Andy, you mean?

Mai! Marry me!

Oh I'm so happy, Andy!
And I'm sure King and Mary...
...are celebrating for us in the great KOF in the sky.


(fade to black)

(cut to scene of someone waking up)


(Dog starts to appear in the person's vision)




Oh, ooh...Ah, oooh, A-Anton?

Woof! Woof, Woof!

Back among the living, eh?

?! Where are we ?!

Beats me. Seems we got transported somewhere.
Anyway the three of us...and the dog are back in action.

And Mai's not hurt?
Shouldn't you wake her?

(scene of Anton waking his tail over Mai's face)
Stop it, Andy. oooooh, that tickles. hee hee hee...I said cut it out

I'd really like to, but she might kill me if I did it now
And you can guess what she's up to in the land of nod.

Oh, King. Mary...

But she seems to be worrying about us, too.
She's not self-centered after all, huh, King?

You'll always live on in our two hearts...

Guess I spoke too soon. She's having that usual dumb dream.

Guess so. By the way, Mary...


Did your investigations bear any fruit...?
That must be your reason for joining KOF this year.

Unfortunately I got some intel but...
I thought I had the lizard by the tail, then it snapped off.

Yeah, we were so close
Something creepy is going on!

Andy not that. Not with the lights on...



Oh, Andy...

Something really creepy!

The End

K' Team

What's this place?

Just a minute...Seems we've been transported quite a way from KOF...

So...It's best to think that we escaped? or someone let us escape, perhaps...?

Who knows? No matter.
Let's make the most of this.


I wonder if that kid'll keep in line for us.

Hey what's that number...?

Yeah isn't there a better place to keep that kid?

Well, I guess so...
Quite the big sister, huh?

Hee hee. I'll take that as a compliment.
**on the phone** Hello? and how is our cute little sister doing?

Aaah...That kid thought you had left her benind..
So she has been pouting the whole time!

Hmph. tell her we're sorry, will you?
(cut to Diana on phone sitting in chair with Kula looking from another room)
and it seems there's something important for all of you...benind this year's

You don't say...


I see. it seems like it won't benefit our organization.
I will give this matter some long and hard thought.
And on top of that...It seems Kula's interest is piqued
You better watch yourselves when Kula hits town again.

Hoo hoo hoo. Understood **hangs up**
Well, let's go get the kid. What's wrong, k'...?

Oh nothing
**thinks of Mukai's words**

I'll be looking forward to it...


Huh? What?

9cut to burning glove)

.......!! Goooh-kaaaaah!!

Hey! ', what is it?!!!

**snuffs flames by closing fist**

Are you all right?

Uh Huh

Something Wrong with your glove, there?

No not the glove. Something at the root of his power.

(birds eye view of all three)
Oh man. That again?
It sounds like you'll never get over it.


At any rate, if that's your fate, you can't escape it. You can only push

Another nuisance...How we keep on doing this stuff, I'll never know!

You said a mouthful!

(shot of K putting his shades on)

First let's go pick up our little kitten

You call someone like that kid a "kitten"?

In this case "princess"?

The End

AOF team

Rats. We let 'em get way

That was, like, dangerous!

Looks like another evil plot's unfolding during KOF, huh?

You said it. We must inform the master about this, eh?

(scene of Takuma reading newspaper)
Hmm. They've won again.
Boy, they've gotten so tough
We'll be getting more disciples at our Kyokugen Dojo with this
and where's the prize money for this KOF listed?

Mysterious person

**looks back** What! Who are you!!!
(closeup of Takuma with an ohno expression) why y-you're!!!

Phew! At least we're back home sweet home.

You said it. When you win KOF, the fans never let you leave

Yuri, if this tires you out, you need more training!

Unlike you, big brother, I'm a delicate yet luscious girl!
Papa we're home!

(scene of a face-down Takuma)

Yeeeeek Papa!!


(scene of Ryo holding Takuma)
Hey, hang in there! You're still with us, right?

Ungh, R-Ryo? I really blew it. I can't win against aging...

Papa stay with us!

I heard of them long ago. They plan to...
Th-The scheme behind this year's KOF tournament is...
Gah...! **dies?**


It's ok. He just passed out.

...Father...How'd he get so roughed up?

We'll deal with that later. Now, we need a doctor!

(scene of Takuma being taken away in an ambulence)

Another KOF plot. Can you believe it?!

But the master seemed to know his assailants, Ryo.

Yeah but why on earth would someone attack him?

One thing's obvious...this is no mere robbery, huh?

You think someone would think that we've got money?

Whatever's going on, there's one thing I know for sure...
We've got to prepare ourselves for one mighty big battle.

Father. You will be avenged!

The End

Benimaru Team

Well Well
Seems like it's all over

It's always the case, but this was one nasty competition.

Whew...I'm beat

By the way Shingo...
You did good this time.


Yeah you said it Benimaru.
You really pulled your weight.

A-as a matter of fact, I really did bust my rump! I even shot fire this time!

**thinking** I don't think so.

Even Saisyu Kusanagi told me that I rule big time...
and I shot fire!

You sure about that? Well be that as it may...
you sure do know how to handle yourelf now.

Yeah I suppose except the fire part that is.

You and Daimon really think so, do you?
Wow, that gives me confidence. Did i tell you I shot fire?

Yeah, fighters do need a good dose of confidence
especially if they can't shoot fire.

You said it! I hear what you're saying
If I was lacking something, it was that. "Self confidence!"

(shot behind Daimon and Benimaru facing shingo)
oh brother

Yeah, I've been thinking!
Always sucking up to kyo,
I'm never gonna get ahead

Whoa, Shingo. Back down.

as one of the KOF winning team, from now on...
I see Kyo no longer as my master, but as my...rival!
(Kyo appears behind Shingo)

(cut to Benimaru and Daimon staring at each other)
Benimaru, Daimon

Yeah! From today on, it all ends...
No more master kusanagi this or Master Kusanagi that.

Of course, I won't say
"Hey Kyo" right away...
First I'll try "brother Kyo." Maybe that's too chummy
"Sir Kyo" is a bit formal and "Kusanagi" is too rude."

...well well Shingo. Working your way up huh?

Oh you flatter me!
But us men you know...
**realizes Kyo is behind him and is like uh-oh**
UH! Th-That voice....

Just came by to see how you were doing...
quite a delightful development. You really surprised me. **lights flame**

Uh no, Master Kusanagi
I had nothing to do with it
Coincidences, uh, that is developments, uh...

It may not be necessary for the new Shingo Yabuki
But for your own references, I'll show you the real stuff.

J-Just hold on!

(shot of Daimon and Benimaru staring at each other again)

First try this, FIRE BALL!


And this:
Repressed serpent wave!

H-Help me!
Benimaru, Daimon, Save me!

Did he whimper, "help me!"?

Yeah. But we don't want to get mixed up in this

Someone! Anyone! Even Yagami! Help!

That silly Shingo. Bawling like a baby

I guess it'll be a while before he comes into his own
I wonder where that self confidence went huh?

I guess Shingo will always be a shingo, eh?

(shot of Sky)

The end

Special Team (3 sacred treasures)

This? This's the seal? This is it
This is what they told us to look forward to as they died?

The Seal...seems to be intact...

Hey, Chizuru!
What's that wound from?

A mere scratch from the previous battle...
Maki's injury seems to have been visited on me too.
...It's nothing for worry. During the last battle
The orochi soul was again sealed away by we three divine vessels
and this is that vessel.

That Orochi, huh?

Yes. And I protected it till now as the "watcher
Now someone has tried to break the seal using my lineage
They wait for my defeat...and the end to my lineage...
That naturally would free Orochi. But I still have power.
...This power...!

(Chizuru falls back but Ash catches her)

That's enough of that.
Your power is no longer yours alone to possess
And you still have an important role to play
heh heh heh. You will become my power
**digs in Chizuru's chest and takes out mirror**
well then...
Where is it now

Ah..Ah, hah...ah...

Oh ho ho..Here we are.
With this, my objective has come to fruition
You're up...
**tosses Chizuru** You're down!

(Kyo catches Chizuru)

Hey! Just what do you think you're doing?!!

Oh how can I put it?
Just getting a little help.
And now who will serve me next?
...I got it!
**looks back at Iori**
Iori Yagami! You're it!
Full of suprises. I'll not tire of you.

Bah! That's rich! Me, serve the likes of you?
**tries to uppercut Ash** Crontrarily, I'm gonna tear your dreams up one by one.
**but misses**

Ah hah hah
That sounds delicious...
I bid you faewell for now.
Bon Voyage...
Hoo, hoo, hoo...ah, ha, ha!!!

(shot of Kyo's fist)

Argh! Who is that freak...?!
(shot of Kyo holding Chizuru)
Ash, Orochi, Mukai...
Looks like I'll be busy awhile. My Kusanagi blood boils.
This's more than a tournament because now...
(shot of Kyo's burning fist)
..I am really pissed off.

The End

Edit team

-The Orochi seal is broken-
It's import was deep, and dark
It transformed hope in the world to nothing but despair
Fate repeating its cycle, a destiny that engulfs alll
Whether a thread of hope remains cannot be told...
The seige goes on...

The End


Bad Ending

...My brother...You lost! It cannot be!
...I will not release you!
You will not go back alive!

Stop! Rose! Return them to earth and land sky-noah

Brother, you're mistaken again!
You must fight again!

Rose, defeat is defeat
To fight over and over until victory is meaningless
(fade to black)
The defeat of believers...That presages a new tale
The prelude has begun...
and then again...

The end

Special Teams w/ special pictures at the end of the edit ending

Old Hero Team: Kyo, Benimaru, Daimon

Old Womens Team: Mai, Yuri, King


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