Shaq and Kenshiro
In the dry, arid wastelands of the future there is a city ruled by fear. A city where life and death are decided from the 3-point line. This is the city of Shaqopolis. Once upon a time, the noble Shaq fought hard to protect the city from corruption, wars, and famine. Years of battling single-handed took their toll on him mentally, perverting his once peaceful mind with irrationality and the very corruption he once opposed. For ten years he has ruled with an iron fist, using basketball and his own skills in Shaq Fu to maintain order and fear.
The coming of dawn and over the horizon a shadow appears. A man in a ratty cloak walks slowly towards the city of despair. Almost immediately he is attack by the High Guards of Shaqtopia. "What do we have here? Fresh meat?", one of the guards says. Without a word the man in the cloak continues moving towards the city. "NOT SO FAST!", the foolish guard says as he puts his hand on the man's shoulder. In an instant the man strikes, killing the guard instantly and causing the others to run away, scared out for their lives.
At the temple in the middle of New Shaq City, Shaq sits on his throne of skulls. He feels a strange, powerful ki entering his domain. Picking up his game ball, he goes to meet this new foe. In the main arena, just off center of town, the two fighters meet. "Who are you? Why are you here?", Shaq barks. "I have come," Kenshiro replies, "to free my friend." He points to the wall at the chained up, beaten body of Micheal Jordan. "He's worthless. All those records and he still couldn't beat my techniques." Shaq says as he laughs. "Well, if you want you friend, you're going to have to beat me in a free throw match." the overconfident Shaq snidely says.
Kenshiro goes first. He easily and effortlessly makes the shot. Next, Shaq attempts. The ball bounces around the inside of the rim for the shortest of moments, before launching back out and hitting the rafters. "That's impossible. I NEVER miss!" Shaq screams. Kenshiro knows that that there is no redemption for Shaq. His mind has truly been destroyed. "YOU CAN BEAT ME ON THE COURT, BUT YOU CAN'T BEAT ME IN A FIGHT!" Shaq cries as he launches towards Kenshiro.
Kenshiro is not familiar with Shaq Fu. The art is only known to those who can get some serious air. He is beaten badly, his bloody body drops to the floor as he tries to gather strength. "How do you like Shaq Fu? It's not like any of your pussy hand-slapping assassin shit." says Shaq as he gleams downward at Kenshiro. "You're off balance." Kenshiro replies, as he sweeps Shaq to the ground and unleashes his devastating Hokuto Hyakuretsu Ken on Shaq. Shaq regains his composure and decides he must go all out. "NO YOU WILL SEE MY ULTIMATE TECHNIQUE! IF I MUST DIE, YOU AND THIS CITY WILL GO WITH ME!" he yells.
Forming into a ball shape, Shaq becomes surrounded by flames and grows 10 times as large. "THIS IS THE BOOMSHAKALAKA!" he says as he begins falling towards the ground. Suddenly, Kenshiro sees a figure blur by him. He looks to the wall to see the chains broken. Jordan has freed himself and is attacking Shaq head on! "YOU WON'T WIN! MY HANG TIME IS LEGENDARY!" Jordan yells as he thrusts his iron basketball in towards Shaq's form.
"JORDAN! NOOOOOOOO!!", screams Kenshiro. "KENSHIRO! YOU MUST CONTINUE ONWARDS WITHOUT ME. REMEMBER THAT YOUR SOUL IS PURE. DO NOT LOSE HEART!", Jordan answers back as he smashes the ball into the man-meteor, saving the town and getting some serious hang time. His body falls to the ground, lifeless. Kenshiro weeps as he buries his friend and continues onward, to new places and new challenges
