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	Learning Something New about Yourself
	Chapter 2: Bad Dreams
	A Street Fighter Fanfic
	Written by Jenny 'Android18' Chan
	android18@hotmail.com
	www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Pagoda/4071/index.html
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	A painfully bright light shone into Cammy's face, so she 
opened her eyes. She found herself in a room devoid of light,
save for the one shining on her.
	Even though nothing remotely scary (unless one is afraid
of being alone or afraid of the dark) had reared it's head yet,
a deep fear began to rise within Cammy, and she began to panic.
	She took several deep breathes and ran in any direction in
general. She soon ran into a wall, and bounced off of it. 
	Her forehead was bruised, and was aching with pain, but the
desperation within her drove her back to her feet. She started
pounding on the wall. Something told her that she **had** to get 
out of here.
	 "Help!! Help! Where am I? Can anyone hear me?" Something
was wrong with her voice, but she ignored it.
	Her voice echoed throughout the room, but no one heard her.
She began to beat harder on the walls, when she noticed something 
that stopped her.
	"My... hands." Cammy whispered, looking at them. They 
looked so much smaller, and so smooth and soft. She touched her
face, and realized that it too was smooth and soft. She couldn't
feel the long scar that ran down her cheek, because it wasn't
there.
	Cammy swallowed and felt her hair. It was only shoulder
length. 
	"What's going on?" She whimpered.
	Then she realized what was bugging her about her voice. It
was way too high and soft. It sounded like it belonged to a young
girl, 12, maybe 13 years of age.
	Suddenly, there was a creaking sound and Cammy whirled 
around, and saw that another light had been lit. The light
showed the silhouette of a familiar figure.
	Cammy gave a cry of fear. "B...B...B..."
	Bison gave a wicked smile and walked closer to the little
girl, who remained where she was out of fear. He gave her a pat
on her head. "Ah, my dear, dear little one. Are you ready for 
your stimulation's today?"
	Something in the back of Cammy's mind told her to say yes,
or something bad was going to happen. So, Cammy nodded meekly.
	Bison smiled. Then, he snapped, and the entire room became
lighted. It was a square room, with steel walls, a steel door, and a 
large EZ Chair in the middle with what looked like a helmet
extending down from the ceiling in front of it.
	One of the wall of the room was actually a large screen.
There were two chairs and some buttons and whatnot in front of 
the screen.
	"Get into the chair. Let's begin your stimulations."
	Bison lifted Cammy into the chair, and pulled the helmet
down over her head. Goggles came out of the helmet and attached
themselves over Cammy's eyes.
	"Alright doctor. Begin."
	An unseen person must have pressed the start button, 
because Cammy's mind was suddenly on fire, and the little girl
screamed.

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	Bison was sitting on his throne. His right hand men, Sagat,
Bulrog and Vega arranged themselves around him.
	A few feet in front of Bison, a bony, balding man knelt.
	Bison nodded. "Rise, Doctor."
	Doctor got to his feet, a sinister smile on his face. "My
lord Bison. Do you remember the KAME hormone we began to test a 
few years back?"
	Bison raised an eyebrow. "The Cammy hormone?"
	"That's K-A-M-E. Kill Assassinate Murder Estrogen hormone."
	Bison frowned. "No, I have forgotten Doctor. Enlighten me."
	"We have developed a new drug that works only on women,
because of it's close resemblance of the female hormone, 
estrogen. Basically this injected hormone mixes with estrogen, to
produce a stronger hormone. This hormone, will be released 
throughout the body, when you tell her to kill, assassinate, and/or 
murder someone, and make her into an effective killing machine."
	Bison nodded, and he remembered. "Ahh, yes I recall having
those tests done. Now what about them?"
	The Doctor smile became more smug. "Our first tests have
been completed, and I think you'll find the results to be very...
captivating." 
	The Doctor turned around, and clapped his hands. A figure
walked out from the darkness, until it could clearly be seen.
	One could not tell if the figure was male or female, 
because it wore a long, heavy, red robe that reached all the way
to the floor, and had hood that covered its head.
	"My lord Bison!" The Doctor cried, "allow me to introduce
to you the first successful product of the KAME tests. 
	After injecting the drug into her, we put her into 
fighting stimulators for a virtual reality 10 years. That is, in our 
time, she was only in the stimulator for a total of a month or so, but 
she has crammed 10 years worth of training into her memory.
	"That severe cramming has also cleared her past memories, so
that she remembers nothing of her past records... name, birthday, 
everything has been erased from her memory! All she knows about 
herself, is that her name is Cammy1,as we have dubbed her, and 
that her one goal in life, is to serve you, my lord!"
	Bison, Sagat, Vega and Bulrog all watched with anticipation
as the figure raised her head and moved a covered arm to lift the
hood off her head.
	The light flooded into her face even as she uncovered it,
and when her face could finally be seen, all her spectators drew
in their breathes.
	At a distance, she looked beautiful. Her blonde hair 
disappeared into her robe and she looked like a statue with deep,
clear blue eyes. When looking closer, she looked absolutely 
incredible. Her facial features were perfectly formed, and her 
pale and perfect complexion made her look hauntingly lovely.
	However, when looking at her very closely, she began to 
loose her beauty, all because of one flaw.
	Her eyes. Before, they looked deep and clear, but now, one
could see that they were hollow and vacant. It made her look like
a ghost, or zombie. She was no longer hauntingly lovely. Just
haunting.
	But none of her spectators saw that flaw as a flaw. They 
all saw the vacant look, and beamed. It meant that she would be 
obedient and loyal.
	Cammy1 reached up to the collar of her robe, all the while
staring vacantly ahead, and with one strong yank, pulled the
entire robe off of her body.
	The robe sort of floated in the air, and when it finally
sank to the ground, Cammy1 was kneeling, eyes closed.
	"My lord, Bison." She said mechanically. "Your wish is my
command."
	Bison grinned, pleased. He nodded at the doctor. "Very
good, Doctor. I am very pleased."
	The Doctor beamed. "Then should I start mass producing the
KAME hormone?"
	Bison's grin widened. "Actually Doctor. No. I want you to
stop right now."
	The Doctor lost his smile. "W-What?!"
	"You heard me, doctor." Bison repeated, glaring at the
Doctor. "Stop the KAME activities right now. I want you to start 
creating a KAME-like hormone for men now. I do not want any more 
women in my army, when men could be so much more powerful."
	Bison looked back to Cammy1, who still was still kneeling
on the ground. "Besides, from what you've told me about Cammy1,
she seems to be the perfect woman. Very well. She shall become my
queen, and I don't want a Cammy2, or Cammy3 around to steal my
queen's glory. In fact, she won't even be Cammy1 from now on.
Rise, you."
	Cammy rose, and stared right into Bison's pupil-less eyes.
	"From now on, you are not Cammy1. You are the one, and only
Cammy. Do you understand?"
	"Yes. I understand, my lord."
	Bison smiled, and beckoned Cammy to come forward with a
finger. She complied. She complied when Bison placed her on his
knee, and drew her into an embrace.
	He kissed her roughly on the cheek, but Cammy didn't 
respond in anyway, only looking straight forward.
	Bison raised an eyebrow. "Doctor, why is she not reacting?"
He asked.
	The Doctor gulped. "I-I don't think the KAME hormone was
meant to respond in this situation. It only works when she has
to annihilate something."
	Bison's frown deepened. "Modify the hormone, Doctor. I 
don't want my queen to only respond when I want her to kill,
assassinate or murder something. Make it so that she can respond
to any stimuli."
	The Doctor nodded hastily. "I-I'll get right on it, my 
lord!" The Doctor bowed to Bison, then ran off to his laboratory.

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	Bison sat on his throne, tapping his fingers lightly. Before
him, Cammy stood at attention. Blood was oozing down her cheek,
and she made no move to stop it.
	It was a deep cut and it was going to scar.
	"Go." Bison growled.
	Cammy bowed, turned, and left.
	Bison's throneroom was silent for a moment, before he 
pressed a button on the arm of his chair. A screen flicked to
life, showing the doctor, who was surprised.
	"M-Master Bison!" 
	"Doctor," Bison growled. "The KAME hormone. I want your to
mass produce it."
	The Doctor blinked. "M-Mass produce? I-I... the formula,
you had me destroy it! W-What ever happened to Cammy1 being the
only Cammy in existence?"
	Bison snorted. "Have you seen her lately?" He asked.
	"N-no..."
	"Cammy has a massive cut on her cheek. It was scar. I
will not tolerate a damaged queen. I want another one."
	"A... scar?" The Doctor echoed, "how did that happen?"
	"I told her to spar with me," Bison scowled, "she had the
audacity to overpower me. I was so enraged, I gave her that
cut... among other injuries."
	The Doctor had the good sense not to tell Bison that he
was being superficial.
	"Create more Cammys," Bison continued, "but this time,
I do NOT want them to be put through the stimulator."
	"Eh?"
	"The original Cammy came too close to besting me for
comfort. I refuse to tolerate anyone, especially a woman, to 
do that."
	"Then the new Cammys will not be powerful enough to last
on more than one or two missions we send them on."
	"So? We can always make more."
	The Doctor sighed. "Yes, my lord. It will take time for me
to develop the formula again... but it will be done. Do you want
me to modify it like I did with the original Cammy?"
	"No." Bison replied. "That won't be necessary. Oh, and, 
one more thing. I want you to set a microchip program in 
Cammy1's memory. Have her transported to Britain to carry out 
her mission, then have her memory erased as soon as her mission
is done. She'll never remember anything, ever again! However, I 
want an audio record of me saying a password to be encrypted 
into the microchip so that if I ever need her to have her memory
again, I can."
	"Yes, my lord."
 
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	Cammy was jumping through the forest, breathing 
hard. She had just carried out her mission, and killed the health
minister. She couldn't understand why he had to die, but
decided that it wasn't her job to understand. Her job was to
kill whoever Master Bison decided had to die.
	Cammy jumped over a boulder, and smacked right into a
tree. She hissed, and continued running. The cut that recently
healed began to bleed again. Cammy knew it was going to scar,
but didn't really care.
	Suddenly she stopped running, and clutched her head. She
gave a loud scream of agony. It felt like her head was stuck in 
a vice and her brains were going to burst out of her head.
	Then, something did burst, but Cammy didn't know what. She
just knew it hurt and she blacked out. However, when she came to
again, she couldn't remember what had caused her to black out.
	In fact, she couldn't remember anything! Anything at all!
	Cammy walked around in circles in the forest, for days.
	Then, one day, when she thought she was going to expire,
she collapsed in front of what looked like an old castle.
	When she woke up, she discovered that she had been taken 
in by British Intelligence.

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	Cammy snapped her eyes opened again, and bolted up in her
bed, breathing hard. "T-that was just... just... a nightmare!"
Cammy told herself, "a nightmare! Just a dream! Not real! Those..
things you saw... weren't real. It was just a dream A... dream.."
	Cammy swallowed, and took a couple of deep breathes to
slow her racing heart. ~Just a dream. Just a dream.~
	But no matter what she said, she couldn't convince herself
that it was just a dream.
	There was one thing, however, that she could convince 
herself of.
	Cammy vowed to herself. ~Everything will be sorted out 
eventually. Someone knows the answer to all this... and tomorrow, 
I'm going to Bison, and one way or another, all this will end.~

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	Cammy was ready to kill someone when she realized that her
plans of going back to Bison was going to have to be delayed. She
stalked down her a hallway until she was at the staff parking
lot.
	Finding her jeep, she hopped in, and roared out of the
parking lot. 
	She drove up to a nearby mountain, speeding all the way,
driving like the insane, and leaving skid marks. Then, suddenly,
she swerved into a forest, and continued rampaging through the
woods.
	A few minutes later found the jeep near the edge of a cliff
and the girl sitting cross legged, staring out into a forested
valley under the tall cliff.
	Cammy held her head up on a fist, still mad.
	Her superiors had decreed that she was not to leave 
Britain anytime soon, because a new assignment would fall into
her lap very time soon.
	Cammy had argued that the World Warrior tournament HAD
been a long assignment and she deserved some form of vacation
after THAT one, but they had refused.
	~I HAVE to get to Bison,~ Cammy thought to herself, ~I
HAVE to find out if he's been telling the truth.~
	Cammy was so busy brooding, that she didn't notice that
she had company, until someone's shadow fell over her.
	Cammy jerked her head around, ready to fight, but saw 
that apparently, her visitor had no hostile intentions.
	"My, you must have some very insistent questions to be
able to find me so early in the morning after being introduced
to Bond the last evening. How did you find me?" Cammy asked 
Chun-li, who sat down beside her.
	"I followed the skid marks," Chun-li replied evenly. 
	The two were silent for a moment, before Cammy sighed.
"Ask away."
	"Great," Chun-li said, "I have a few questions for you,
Cammy. First of all, is Bison dead?"
	"No."
	"Is he anywhere near dead?"
	"Last I saw him. But... he's probably okay now."
	Chun-li scowled. "Then, do you have any idea where he
is right now?"
	"No. Last I heard, he was still in Thailand."
	"Are you sure?" Chun-li asked.
	"Yeah. Where else could he be?"
	"I don't know. But when I went to Thailand two days
after your victory, he was gone. The only person there, was
a monk, who was not at all happy with you."
	Cammy cracked a small smile, "yeah. I accidentally
destroyed his statue when I threw Bison into it."
	"So I heard." Chun-li sighed, and got to her feet,
"then thanks for your time then."
	Cammy raised an eyebrow. "Hey, why do you want to know
where he is so much?"
	"That's... personal."
	"So I gathered," Cammy replied. "Come on, why? And why
did you want to know of he's dead?"
	Chun-li sighed, "because if you killed him, then I
wouldn't have to."
	"Oh? Tell me more."
	"There's nothing more you need to know, other than I
want his head on a platter," Chun-li retorted.
	"Touchy." Cammy mumbled, getting to her feet. "I'm
going back now. Did you need a ride?"
	"Please."

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