Mystery Science Theater En Masse

Special Episode 7: The Scar (Part Two)

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Warning: This part contains a graphic fight scene. This technically should be obvious, since this is a Mortal Kombat fic and all.

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2. Round One

The Scar

A Mortal Kombat Fanfiction

A.N. Wanted to write this chapter really bad so I'm gonna have at it.

Sonic: And that's how using CTRL+V works!

Getting some action as I promised in this chapter too, fighting action. I mean, not bedroom action.

James: It was gonna suck either way.

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except my OC.

Warning: This chapter is rated M for violence and strong language

You will learn respect!

Keiko: I think we lost respect for you the moment you copied a bunch of stuff... but that's just us.

3rd Person P.O.V.

Several minutes had passed since Shang Tsung had announced that the tournament had begun and the intro for Mortal Kombat had been completed.

Kyle and the other combatants had been lead back to the large dining area where they're luggage and a feast had been waiting for them.

Emi: "Their". It's... "their". What is it with these usage errors?

Various types of meat, ranging from beef, pork, chicken, fish, along with fruits of all kinds, grapes, apples, oranges, bananas, and of course veggies, broccoli, carrots, and asparagus were there cooked, and steamed to perfection. And what surprised him the most was that there were dozens of wine and cheese plates laid out on the tables spread across the medieval looking dining room.

Mai: And then Emi ate everything.
Emi: Hey...

It was obvious that the tournament organizers were providing the combatants

Jessie: Um... the K, please?

with all of this food obviously because they wanted them to stay as well nourished as they possibly could be. Protein from the meat, and vitamins from the other the fruits and vegetables. Not that Kyle was complaining, he had been long overdue for a good 'stuff your face and not feel guilty about it' meal.

Amy: It makes the fattening up much easier for kombatants like... um... who eats people?
Jessie: Aside from Mileena?
Amy: Oh, right. Reptile counts as well.

But that's when it struck Kyle. People were sitting together at the tables, partnering up and forming alliances.

Cassy: Next on "Survivor: Outworld"...

This might as well have been his freshman year in high school when trying to figure out where to sit in the cafeteria. Kyle had no idea where to sit, and it was already getting crowded, and if he didn't decide soon the choice would be made for him.

James: With the seats all in the spike pit.

But suddenly a voice called out, "Black Scar! Over here!" Kyle looked in the direction of the voice to see a man waving at him motioning for him to come over.

He stood at 6'1', weighing 197 pounds, and dressed in a white-blue shirt, combat boots, gun belt, black police pants, and a police S.W.A.T. cap. Along with black elbow and knee pads, and grey and black leather gloves. A police officers badge hung from around his neck to show his status as a swat police officer. His muscle build was fairly intimidating and he had a arsenal that could definitely size up Kyle's.

Holstered on his belt are two 9mm berretta pistols, along with four fragmentation grenades, and two concussion grenades. A Taser also accompanies the weapons on his belt, with a police issue flashlight, handcuffs, and strapped to his back are two black carbon steel police batons.

He carries these things obviously because he is a police officer, but also because he is the captain of a special riot control division. He is officer Kurtis Stryker, and is considered a one man swat team.

Sonic: Was that description copied, too?
Cassy: Can't find any proof there, dude. But seriously, if that's everyone's first thought to a character's description now... oh, boy.

Kyle's P.O.V.

"Sit here!" The man said waving me over a second time and I shrugged. I guess I didn't have to make the decision of where to sit anyway.

I cautiously approached still wary of the situation, because now that I was up close I could see this man was a police officer. Did he want to arrest me?

Amy: There's a million reasons why I want to do it, and I'm not an officer of the law!
Mai: A citizen's arrest is a thing, Amy. Just don't pound him into pulp.

I know that the police department was searching for me because I was killing criminals, and for some reason unbeknownst to me, they felt I needed to be stopped. You know I didn't bring crime rate down 50% in my state or anything like that…fucking idiots.

James: This fucking pissbaby wanker, I swear to bloody Christ...
Jessie: James, okay, okay...
James: Where's Axl? I want him to shove that ice couch of his up that little shit's tiny cheeto sized di--
Jessie: *laughs* Okay!
Cassy: I think the Stu has some real issues that need to be sorted out... with folks in white coats.
Sonic: Either that or I'm going to die from all the edges that I accidentally rubbed against while I was reading that sentence.
Amy: *as the Stu* They should be crediting me, an unknown vigilante! *normal voice* Um... there's no other way to put this. You're a moron.

I looked down at the table and he motioned for me to sit next to him, that's when I realized that the girl from earlier was sitting on the other side. Sonya.

Keiko: Woman. She's a woman, little boy.

"So your name is…Black Scar?" She asked raising an eyebrow and biting off the end of the asparagus she was holding.

Emi: *rolls her eyes* Oh, come on! She would not be turned on by a hockey goalie!

I smiled behind my mask at the friendly smile she gave me and responded, "umm, yeah that's my costume name at least not my real one." I told her sitting down.

Her head tilted slightly at that and she asked, "Well what's your real name?"

Amy: Chris P. Bacon.
Jessie: Hugh Jass.
Sonic: Earl E. Bird.
James: I.P. Daly.

I was about to answer but then I remembered who I was sitting next to, and I looked over at him before I said, "I can't tell you that."

"Why not?" She quickly asked.

And I responded with, "There's a cop next to me." I said nudging the man sitting next to me.

Cassy: Ha, ha, ha... ha... *slits her wrist with a razorblade*
Everyone else: *panicking*
Emi: Why would you do something like that, Miss Morgan?! I'm going to get an emergency kit--
Cassy: No need, dude. *pulls out a blood pack* It's fake.
Keiko, Mai: *grumbles*
Jessie: Cassy... come here.
Cassy: No.
Jessie: I'm serious. Please come here.
Cassy: Okay...
Jessie: *chokes Cassy* Don't you ever do that again, you furry little twit!
Amy, Emi: *pulls Cassy away from Jessie*
Sonic: *stunned* I... we didn't get that far, and everyone's going nuts.
James: I'm used to this.
Sonic: I should be, too. I mean, I was shot into space and stuff. This should be natural to me by now.

To which he responded, "Hey listen, my name's Kurtis Stryker, but just call me Stryker. And yes I'm a police officer but I know you from back in the states." He said, and for a minute I thought I was in deep shit, but then he said, " And let me tell you, I agree with what your doing."

Mai: Wrong. This isn't Stryker. He... well, follows the law. I don't think he would be on board with a mass murderer who thinks that he's a hero.
Keiko: More character shilling. This is making me sick.
Amy: Also, why is Stryker here? He wouldn't come on his own volition! He was only dragged into this because he saw the Outworld invasion with his own two eyes!
Emi: You're using logic, Miss Rose...

That took me completely by surprise. I thought that just about every single cop on earth was trying to put me behind bars. But it turns out I actually have a fan.

Emi: I'm sure that every crooked cop would agree with you. Go play with your building blocks now.

"Really?" I asked

"Absolutely." He said, "I've been rooting for you for a while now, that's why I invited you over to this table. This is the table for all law enforcement units."

James: ...I'm gonna puke.
Jessie: Same here.

At that I felt very appreciated, they considered me a law enforcement member. That's what I was aiming for.

Jessie: *smiles* Go fuck yourself.
Amy: Well! Looks like we have two people who already hate our Stu of the day.
Keiko: *raises a hand* Three.
Amy: I stand corrected.

"Well thanks." I said appreciatively.

"So can you tell us your name? And could you show us your face too?" Sonya asked again.

James: "So I can take you into custody?" is what she would've followed with the moment he performed her request.

Now she was pushing it, my name was one thing but showing my face too? How did I know that this whole thing wasn't a trap to bring me in. "Uhh, I don't know…" I stated.

"Oh come on…" Stryker said, "We're all friends here,

Sonic: That's putting it lightly, "pal".

and don't worry about news of who you are getting out to the public. What happens on this island stays on the island." He said reassuringly.

Amy: This isn't Las Vegas, it's a tournament to the death. Oh, wait... someone kill the Stu before the matches start!

I sighed in defeat, I believed that this was all real. It was a tournament because I highly doubt that most of the fat-ass higher ups in the police department would have the energy to pull off a scam like this.

Cassy: *while massaging her neck* No, they would've said that you were going to a secret island... oh, wait! Ha-ha!
Sonic: *sighs* Yay, another "cops are pigs" reference. Isn't there a saying about "you are what you hate" or something?
Mai: Well, he hates the cops. At the same time, he's pretending to be one.
Amy: And he hates criminals while he is one.
Cassy: And he hates horny men... even though we know he's going to be one.
Sonic: Yeah, there's a word for all of that. He's a big ol' hypocrite!

And if Stryker was telling the truth then I guess we were all friends here, I needed to remove the mask if I wanted to eat anyway.

Jessie: Use a feeding tube. It'll work after I pummel him into needing one.
James: Or I can cram some food up his arse.
Jessie: Like what?
James: Ribs. Specifically, his own ribs.

But if not…well than all well, I lived a good life. And I wouldn't go down without a fight either.

Emi: What kind of stock quote was that?
Keiko: The one that you usually hear in every bad action movie.

"Okay, you guys win." I said reaching to the back of my head to unclip my mask. "But I swear if either of you attack, or threaten to arrest me, I shoot your face off." I stated warningly to which they both shook their heads and watched me intently.

Jessie: Okay, time for you to get a sniper rifle up your di--
James: Jess!

With a quiet, 'click' the mask came undone and I slowly lowered it from my face letting my features out for the world to see. My lightly tanned skin felt a slight chill from being released from it's confines. "My real name's Kyle Phillips." I stated laying my mask down and smoothing my bangs over my forehead.

Mai: *while sketching* Should've used a fake name, dummy. Amy's fake name would have sufficed.
Sonic: Gary Stus are meant to be edgy, Mai. They were never meant to be smart.
Mai: That much is obvious.
Cassy: Oh, look. He's trying to be cool by brushing his hair to the side like some kind of movie star or something. Yeah, I'm not impressed, dude.

They were staring and for some reason I felt embarrassed, like I was exposed. Probably because I had never taken my mask off in front of people before and I was a little nervous about their reaction.

Keiko: You only took off your mask, you brat. It's not that big of a deal.

"Not bad," Sonya suddenly said nodding her head approvingly.

Amy: This is the part where she pulls out the handcuffs, right? Right...?
Emi: You're using canon, Miss Rose. That won't apply here.

And I had to stifle a laugh at her reaction, Stryker however didn't mind letting out a laugh.

"Well than, it's nice to meet you Kyle." He said extending his hand to me, to which I eagerly shook it.

Amy: And this is the part where he uses the handcuffs, right...?
Sonic: No. Sorry, Ames.

Sonya did the same and told me her full name was Sonya Blade. Cool name if you ask me.

Mai: Gets the Gary Stu Seal of Approval.

After our introductions I excitedly reached towards all the food laying out on the table. I filled my plate with Chicken, a steamed bun with a good amount of melted butter, baby carrots, and to my complete surprise there was mashed potatoes sitting in a big ass kicking bowl, and using the ladle stuck inside the white mush I scooped out a good amount and plopped it onto my plate, then began to feast.

It felt like it was thanksgiving again with all the food we had. Stryker quite literally attacked every source of meat on the table, while Sonya seemed more focused on the fruits and vegetables. But she couldn't hide how badly she wanted the meat, especially when she eagerly tore off a large chunk of meat from the turkey a few plates down to her left.

Sonic: Nobody cares!
James: We seriously had to stop the non plot just to watch these bastards eat?
Emi: I'm getting hungry now.
Cassy: You're always hungry, dude.

While we feasted Stryker spoke in between mouthfuls of food, "So what's your take on this whole tournament?" He asked directing the question to both me and Sonya.

I looked up from my plate and considered for a moment then answered, "I think these people have quite an active imagination." I told him.

Jessie: And then Scorpion roasted him alive. Fic's over!
Sonic: I'm not eating that. Scorpion has a bad habit of overcooking everything.
Amy: But his cakes are to die for, Sonic.
Sonic: I hope that's not a literal statement.

"So you don't think anything they say is actually real, it's just all rehearsed?" He asked.

To which I responded honestly, "Yeah, I mean, I love the thought of ancient magic and a war of sorcery which will decide the fate of mankind. But I'm pretty sure we all know that shit like that doesn't exist. So I'm just here to fight, hopefully win and get the prize money and pay off my fucking mortgage."

Keiko: A sixteen year old... with a mortgage. *laughs* This is the dumbest thing that I've ever heard! *continues laughing*
Mai: Keiko Tsukino is laughing. That's not a good sign.
Amy: Also, he never said that he was orphaned or legally emancipated. I just... that made no sense.

Stryker nodded at that and said, "I hear you man, but what about you Sonya?" He asked looking towards the blond women chewing on her turkey leg.

"Mmm?" She murmured questioningly.

"What do you think about this tournament?" Stryker repeated.

Sonya held up a single finger to show that she needed a second to finish chewing what was in her mouth. And while she was doing this I took the time to stick my bronze fork into a piece of meat that fell off my chicken, and quickly stuck the food into my mouth.

James: Gotta make it all about you, eh?
Emi: It was also a waste of words, too...

"I'm not interested in the tournament or the prize money." Sonya suddenly said and me and Stryker both looked at her with 'surprised' written all over our faces. "I'm looking for a criminal, his name is Kano. I'm here only to bring him to justice, nothing more."

I was taken aback by this fact and I asked her after swallowing my food, "Your not gonna fight?"

Emi: "You're" usage errors are driving me silly.
Cassy: Besides, why should you care about why she's here? I thought you were trying to pay off your mortgage... *laughs*

"No." She quickly responded, "I have a score to settle with Kano, then I'm getting off this island and bringing him in."

At first I wasn't sure what to say, but then Stryker seemed to read my mind before I even had a chance to, "Do you need some help with that? Cause, like I said this is the law enforcement table and we're all friends here."

Jessie: Sonya. Making friends at the drop of a hat. Excuse me?
Cassy: "I'll try to keep them as close to their personalities as possible," he said. Bull... shit.

Sonya shook her head, "No I can bring him in on my own and besides I already told you, I have a score to settle with him."

The conversation sort of just ended right there and we simply made small talk throughout the remainder of our meal. I told them my story, about how I became Black Scar and my regular life too. They were mildly shocked when I told them that I was only 16 and still in high school but we didn't linger on that topic for too long.

James: And you're fucking killing people and have a mortgage and all of that cockamamie bullshit... I don't buy this for a bloody second. This is the dumbest fic that I've sat through, and this is coming from a bastard who has read Benji Himura's bullshit!

Sonya also told us about how her father had gone missing many years ago and was never found. I felt bad for her but she didn't seem to be too bothered about it. She was probably just suppressing her feelings, most women who act tough do that.

All: ...
Mai: *narrows her eyes* Do you want a bladed fan rammed up your ass, you sexist cretin?
Sonic: Oof. This little man... okay, what's up with Gary Stus and sexism?
James: They mix like petrol and fire, mate. Badly.

Soon the plates that were once filled to the brim with scrumptious food were beginning to empty and our tummy's were beginning to fill up. I had quite literally cleaned my plate whereas Stryker's had a few scraps still remaining but he didn't look like he was going to be touching those anytime soon. Sonya's plate was obviously the cleanest, I couldn't see a single speck of food left on it.

Sonic: *as the Stu* I'm such a manly man... my tummy is full! Mommy! Get the pink tummy stuff!
Amy: *falls out of her seat while laughing*
Jessie: *crosses out that paragraph* What "manly man" uses the word "tummy"?
Keiko: You may want to give him his blankie in a minute, Baxter.
Jessie: I'll probably just suffocate the Stu with it instead. Not the Stuthor, just the Stu.

Suddenly we heard a raspy voice boom across the area, "Combatants! Tomorrow morn, the battles shall begin but tonight you will see a taste of what you all must soon do." The voice came from Shang Tsung who was standing on a stage on the far side of the room. Suddenly the surrounding guards closed in on us and told us to approach the stage.

Amy: That's some bad quoting. I thought that it was "a taste of things to come"...

We obliged lining up in no particular order a second time and waited for what we were supposed to see. That's when that women appeared again, the one in the blue skin tight outfit with the fans on her back. She walked up from behind the stage and stood next to Shang Tsung with her fists clenched. Her eyes wandered from the end of the line traveling slowly closer to me. Until finally her eyes fell on mine.

Cassy: And then she was instantly horny for him, just like every neutered canon character that comes in contact with a shitty character.

They seemed to quite literally just freeze the second she saw me, and that's when I realized…

I left my mask on the table!

My face was completely exposed for her to see and I did my best to not looked shocked at this.

Sonic: Newsflash, dummy: She doesn't know who you are or what your past is. You're just another face. Now, I know that being "another face" hurts your ego, but... you know, I'm not gonna console you over that. Get the heck over it.

The mask she wore covered a good portion of her face so I couldn't exactly tell what her expression was but I didn't break off from our eye contact. For some reason, her brown eyes were so attracting to me.

Cassy: Does that armor cover stiffies?
Keiko: That's a blatant question... which is why I'm not going to answer it.

But she looked away from me when Shang Tsung spoke again, "Princess Kitana has most graciously agreed to give you all a demonstration on how the tournament will progress." He stated, but I hardly caught wind of what he said because I was to occupied with what he first stated.

Princess Kitana…she's a princess?

"Bring out the Tarkatan!" Shang Tsung shouted and almost immediately several guards emerged from the left of the stage and tossed out what looked like a man.

Emi: Cannon fodder alert!

At first I thought it was the man that stood on the stage during the tournament introduction. But then I noticed that he was lacking the black talons on his arms, he was also a little bit shorter than him leaving him at about my height.

Shang Tsung then turned around and walked towards a small throne at the back of the stage and said, "This Tarkatan has attempted to steal from the emperor himself. The punishment for this action is death, but if he can prove himself in Mortal Kombat, he may go free." He said and my confusion once again grew.

Mai: I'm confused, but for a different reason. I thought that Tarkatans were immensely loyal to someone like Shao Kahn.
Emi: They're also unpredictable. So this part really isn't terrible.

I had no clue what a Tarkatan was for the moment, but that's when the man who was tossed out onto the stage stood to his full height and I couldn't believe what I saw.

His skin was an unhealthy shade of yellow, he was completely bald and his mouth looked like it had been cut open all the way up to his ears leaving him in an eternal smile. But the contents of his mouth shocked me the most, his teeth were jagged and sharper than a vampires fangs and covered his upper and lower gums, his tongue also seemed like it was unnaturally long and slightly pointy.

What the flying fuck is that thing?

Amy: We have an actual realistic reaction to something in this fic! *taps her two index fingers together* Bravo!
James: Just two fingers? No actual applause?
Amy: Hey, if you make parts of your fic with copy and paste, you get no applause from me.

But my questioned remained unanswered as Shang Tsung suddenly called out, "Fight!"

Keiko: We know. He gets killed. Next chapter, please.
Sonic: Pretty sure that "he dies" won't make a good fight scene.

3rd Person P.O.V.

The Tarkatan rushed forward at Kitana who was standing calmly in her fighting stance, he delivered a right hook at Kitana with all of his energy, but Kitana brought up her left forearm and blocked the blow.

Mai: She blocked it with ease.
Sonic, Amy, Jessie, Cassy: *groans*
Mai: *smirks* I just wanted to say that.

Then quickly before the Tarkatan had time to react she unsheathed her right steel fan, opened it, then swung it in a downward arc at him cutting his chest deeply. Blood spurted from the wound and he instantly recoiled and clutched the parted flesh as if it was an attempt to pull it back together.

Kitana then added to her counter attack a kick into the Tarkatans back that sent him flying backwards. She then closed her steel fan but kept it at the ready.

The Tarkatan grew even angrier at the women's amazing speed, and ran forward again trying to make up for his mistake by hurling a left hook at Kitana, which she easily ducked under. But he was persistent and he quickly added a second right hook in an attempt to catch her before she could block. But he once again underestimated her speed and she quickly caught his arm in a tight grip and refused to let go. The Tarkatan quickly grew irritated with her iron grip and tried to break it by sending a straight punch to Kitana's face. But being the simple minded rage induced Tarkatan he didn't notice that she was still holding her closed steel fan in her right hand, and she quickly brought it up and stabbed it into his left forearm before his fist made contact with her.

Emi: Wow. I'm actually impressed. This fight scene is looking pretty good!
Jessie: I know! Now who did he copy it from?
James: *laughs*

Kyle, Stryker, and Sonya were absolutely amazed by this women's fighting skill. She had plunged her steel fan at least a solid ten inches through his forearm and with the blades being about four inches wide, it almost ripped the Tarkatans arm clean off.

Keiko: I shouldn't cringe at this. It's Mortal Kombat. It's meant to be gory.
Amy: To be honest, the fic should be at M due to said gore. I don't know why the Stuthor set it to T. Also, you have a sword.
Keiko: I never killed anyone with it, though.
Emi: Yes, you did! You decapitated Sapphra!
Keiko: ...who?
Emi: *sighs* Never mind...

The Tarkatan yelled in pain as blood coated his clothes and dripped onto the stage floor. But the fight wasn't over yet, and to prove it Kitana yanked her fan out of the Tarkatans arm and immediately added an uppercut to his chin sending him quite literally falling backwards and landing on his ass.

Cassy: Pfft. We were doing so well. Least you could've said that he landed on his back instead.

He slowly struggled to get back to his feet. His will to fight was slowly depleting and he knew this, but he refused to back down.

Sonic: Yeah, that life bar isn't at zero yet. Hold that block button!

And once he got to his feet he immediately tried to swing on the princess with a wide arc of his good arm, but he was still too slow, and too weak now to even have a hope of it hitting her. And she once again seized his arm and plunged her fan into his abdomen.

The worst belly ache imaginable immediately fell onto the Tarkatan, he barely noticed Kitana pull the fan out the give him a straight punch lurching him backwards. All he could focus on was the horrible gut wrenching pain in his stomach. Kitana knew he was running on empty and was barley conscious,

Amy: Which is precisely why I don't give a wheat about it.
Emi: *boos Amy*

so she immediately followed up with a move she called her pretty kick. She dashed towards the Tarkatan while simultaneously sheathing her steel fan. She jumped into the air and delivered a swift kick to his face, then spun in midair and shot a second kick into his chest pushing him backwards before landing gracefully back onto her feet.

All the Tarkatan could feel now was pain, all he could hear was his pained cries, and all he could see was his blood leaving his body and pooling on the ground beneath him. He was barely able to stand and was hanging onto his life by a thread, all he could do was just stand there in a daze while he waited for his final bits of life to go out.

At that Kyle thought the fight was over, and they were just waiting for him to fall down but that's when Shang Tsung shouted to Kitana. "Finish him!" And to everyone's surprise Kitana nodded.

She unsheathed both her fans but didn't open them, then said out loud "Farewell." She then spun in a once again graceful fashion and in a whirling blue light, quite literally vanished.

Now Kyle loved the sound of her womanly voice as he heard it for the first time but right now he was so mesmerized at what happened. She just disappeared, and for a moment everyone looked around trying to locate where she had gone but then it was revealed to everyone.

The blue light appeared again but this time behind the Tarkatan and before anyone could blink, Kitana emerged from it and fiercely plunged her fans into the back of the Tarkatans skull.

The sound of his skull and neck shattering from the force applied and the blades slicing through his brain matter was quite audible and everybody, including Kyle, Stryker, and Sonya gasped at what she had done. He was as good as dead now, but apparently she wasn't finished yet.

She left the fans lodged in his head then vanished again in the dazzling blue light and reappeared in front of the Tarkatan. And once again she took hold of the fans, ripping them out of his head and ramming them back in through the eye sockets. The squishy gelatin of his eyes was quickly sliced through and the fans burst through the back of his head.

Kitana had no mercy as she ripped the fans back out of the Tarkatan and let his lifeless body drop to the ground. She then stood above the body with her fans still closed and held at her sides dripping the blood that once was sustaining the creature in front of her. And ignoring the wide eyes and dropped jaws of the audience, Shang Tsung called out, "Kitana…wins a flawless victory."

All: *quiet*
Sonic: Holy crap. I've never seen a fight scene that was actually written decently.
Mai: I concur. The wording's a little choppy in some parts, but I do see a lot of potential. It's not bad.
James: You think this is why Sonia and her group didn't get this fic?
Emi: Partially. Also, Miss Prower doesn't like lots of blood.

Kyle's P.O.V.

I had absolutely no words for what I had just seen.

Amy: I have no words for the fight scene that I just read. That wasn't sarcasm or a negative comment.
Cassy: I swear, if that previous scene was ripped from somewhere, I'm going to lose it.
Keiko: Still doesn't cover the parts that were ripped off. It was the equivalent of spraying air freshener on cow poop.
Cassy: Keiko...
Keiko: Look, Morgan, I will give credit where it's due, but it doesn't mask the smell. That's all.

Unless this was all just a hoax and the people running this place had the greatest fucking real time CGI ever, then that hot ass princess on the stage just killed that man up there. Or if I recalled correctly, that Tarkatan. By quite literally destroying his brain, I mean I could here his skull cracking from all the way over here.

James: This idiot still thinks that this is fake? Mate, you fucking kill people!
Amy: Know what's worse? Those were also Cage's thoughts in 9's story mode... well, to some extent. I think that the Stu is stealing his spotlight. Sonic, can I have my bus now?
Sonic: No, you're not getting a bus.

Several of the guards stepped up onto the stage and glanced down at the body, at first I thought they were going to carry it away but then I realized that they were just staring at it. And after about a solid thirty seconds they looked up from the body and at Shang Tsung, then after a few seconds of staring a single guard nodded at him.

Shang Tsung then suddenly rose from his throne and stood to his full height before raising his hands in the air and shouting out, "Fatality!"

Sonic: *as Shang Tsung* Sorry, I was responding to a text. Pardon me.

Suddenly all the surrounding guards and monk like audience members that I guess had gathered behind us when we weren't paying attention, started to wildly cheer and applaud for this.

What the hell was wrong with these people?

They were cheering like it was the fourth of July because a person was just mutilated on stage?

James: You. Fucking. Kill. People.
Jessie: *as the Stu* It's okay when I enjoy the bloodlust, but those peons shouldn't!

The princess Kitana suddenly then sheathed one of her fans while opening the other one. Then she brought it over her face, before slowly lowering it so that her eyes could peak over the material. That's when I noticed that she was looking down at me again. Why was she interested in staring at me?

Emi: This shouldn't be a surprise. You wrote half of this stupid thing.
Sonic: *snickers*
Emi: I mean, we already know that she's horny for your self-insert because you said that you were horny for her.
Sonic: *as he leans back in his seat* Something tells me that we're gonna have a terrible love triangle in this fic, too.
Emi: Sonic... please. We already have an unlikable Gary Stu who is a hypocrite and has a horrible personality. The last thing we need is a love triangle.
Mai: You're right. *pauses* It's going to happen.
Emi: *facepalms, groans* No...

But that's when she turned her head to the side slightly before winking at me and letting out a small giggle.

I perked up slightly at that and

Jessie: ...then there was a bulge in his "armor".
Cassy: Weak point detected!

blinked to make sure I wasn't seeing things, but unfortunately Kitana sheathed her fan after that and turned around to walk away. Now I wasn't sure if that was just the way she walked or if she was deliberately teasing me, but all I knew was that there was a visible sway of her hips that permitted me access to a good long stare at her ass.

Keiko: From one sixteen year old to another... please proceed to masturbate in front of everyone right now.
Everyone else: *gags*
Amy: I call for Bleepka!

I shook my head after she walked off when Shang Tsung started talking again, "You have just witnessed what you will all soon have to do.

Cassy: No, he only saw her ass. Do-over! And let it sink in this time!

But for now, you must rest. Retrieve your belongings and head to your rooms, our guards shall escort you." He said, "Prepare yourselves combatants, for during your time here it is only safe to let you know…" He paused at that making just about everybody tense up in anticipation of what he was about to say, "Not all of you will leave this island…"

That felt like a kick to the head. This had to be real, we were actually fighting for our lives here? This was a tournament that we had to fight to the death in? Oh God, what was going to happen to us?

Keiko: Again... will it end in your death?
Cassy: And once again... *crosses her fingers* Please, oh, please, oh, please...
Mai: You sure love to get your hopes up for something that will never happen.
Cassy: Hey, let a kitty dream, dude!
Amy: You know what I find weird? This guy runs around killing people, but when his life is on the line, he starts freaking out!
Emi: It's only okay when it's not him, Miss Rose.
Amy: Yeah, we call people like him "hypocrites" and "cowards".
Sonic: He's also pretty darn dense.

I was broken out of my worried thoughts when a hand suddenly rested against my shoulder. I looked over and saw it was Stryker who said, "It's okay kid, we're gonna get off this island. We've just gotta kick some serious ass in order to do that."

That caused me to crack a smile as I retrieved my mask, backpack, and satchels from the dining room.

Keiko: Does that backpack have your homework in it, taxpayer?

"Okay well I guess that's our plan, but what about you Sonya?" I asked the blonde woman who was still following slowly behind us.

She looked up at me after picking up her duffle bag and spoke, "I'm not gonna participate in this tournament. I'm just here to apprehend Kano, then I'm going home. Sorry if you were expecting a long term relationship." She said with a friendly smile.

I returned the smile but then was broke off when Stryker said, "Well hang on a sec." He told us dropping his own back pack and unzipping it then he began rifling around inside in search of something. And I couldn't stop myself from peaking at what he had inside. I could make out a few spare clips of ammunition, some Kevlar armor padding, and some food rations, but that's all I got to see before he stood up pulling a few items out of the bag with him.

Cassy: Of course the Stu would notice this stuff. That's all he ever talks about, by the way.
James: Compensating for something...

In his hand were two police issue radios and a pair of handcuffs. "If you need some back up at any time just give us a call and we'll help you apprehend this guy." He told Sonya handing me a radio and the handcuffs, I didn't tell him that I already brought my own cause I figured that a second pair couldn't hurt to have.

Stryker then held out the second radio to Sonya who shook her head and pushed it away, "I have my own so don't worry boys, I'm a big girl I can take care of myself."

James: Unfortunately, you have a minge, so that's the wrong answer in Sexism Land.
Everyone else except for Jessie: Huh?
Jessie: British term for the vagina.
Sonic: Oh. Right.

"You seriously think we're gonna take that answer?" I asked with a quirk of my brow, to which she responded with a sigh.

Jessie: Seriously, you're gonna get punched one of these days, little boy.

"Channel eight." She suddenly spoke and turned to walk away, "Keep in touch."

I think I just made a friend.

Emi: You're not my friend, "buddy".

Later…

Stryker and I were separated by several guards who were leading us to our rooms. The combatants were all supposed to stay in all fashioned buildings that looked slightly like Japanese homes.

Emi: I thought that every "true fan" knew that the first game was based on Chinese legends. Come on, Shang Tsung? Liu Kang? The dragon symbol?

On the outside at least, on the inside it did look just like an old fashioned hotel. Red carpets lined up in the hallways that gave off sort of a glow against the white walls, almost as if they were freshly bought and cleaned extra thoroughly.

Keiko: Yes, the Maytag Man exists on lost islands, too.

A guard let me into my room and told me, "The parchment in the center table will give you the rest of the information that you'll need during your stay. Sleep well combatant." He said in a almost robotic like voice before bowing slightly and closing the door.

Amy: Kombatant! With a K! Use the stinkin' K! Kriminy!

The key to which was already in the lock so if I wanted I could lock my door for some privacy.

Cassy: And considering what probably never left your mind, you're so gonna need it.
Amy: Requesting Bleepka!
Mai: I don't want you two fighting over it like the last time.
Amy: But Sonic and Emi were in the last fray for it, too!
Mai: Yes, but they stopped as soon as you pulled out your hammer...
Amy: *with an embarrassed smile* Oops.

Dropping my bags to the floor I looked around my room. The walls and ceiling were entirely white, aside from the first four feet above the floor, that part was brown. A large king sized bed was at the left wall of the room and there was a glass sliding door covered with white shads in the back that gave me a view of another building in the center of a courtyard. I wasn't sure what it was for but I could figure it out later. And a large fireplace was embedded in the far wall will a strong fire flickering inside.

Sonic: Someone tell the Kyos to pull the fire back.
James: ...why?
Sonic: Good question.

Various furnishings were lined up on the walls, such as an old polished oak wood dresser, a round table, and a single white couch. This room was definitely just used for resting, it had no means of entertainment at all. How far back into the dark ages are these people?

Jessie: I don't know, but your mind's back there, too.
Emi: Seriously, what Gary Stu isn't stuck in that mindset of calling every woman a "girl"?

A large roll of paper was settled on the wooden table, secured shut by a red silk ribbon. Carefully I undid the knot and opened the scroll, then very thoroughly read it's contents.

Combatant.

Mai: Amy's going to lose it in a minute.

Welcome to the Mortal Kombat tournament.

Several things must be explained to you before you begin your quest to become the reigning champion.

James: Don't die, good luck, can we move the fuck on now?

1. Combatants battles shall begin at noon the day after the night of arrival, after that the battles shall be held on the stage in the main courtyard one day every week for combatants to tend to their wounds of their previous encounter.

Jessie: Hey, nobody said that there would be timed math for this! What the hell does that mean?
Cassy: Uh... each battle takes place once a week after tomorrow's first fights?

2. A combatant may challenge another to combat anywhere at anytime on the island, but only if the challenged fighter agrees to fight.

3. Every day, food shall be served all throught the morn, but will not be served again until sunset the same evening.

Sonic: So if you have a big appetite, you better learn to eat rocks or something.

4. A bath house is located in the center of the combatant rest home. Hot springs will always be prepared for you to bathe.

Keiko: *throws her hands up* We're going to have a perverted "hot spring incident" in this stupid fic. I'm calling it right now.

5. If you suceed in besting any opponent it is your choice to either end their life, or simply eliminate them from the tournament. But be weary, for once they are freed from the tournament they are no longer bound by it's rules.

Mai: It's... "wary". That error's just saying that they should be tired of this tournament or something.
Emi: And the usage errors are going to be the least of our problems here.

You stand alone now and must be ready to begin.

Good luck combatant.

After I had read the scroll I felt a little relieved and aggravated at the same time. I didn't have to kill anybody if I didn't want to, that also meant that it wasn't guaranteed that I'll be killed.

Amy: Yeah, I think we read that part earlier, Stephenie. Also, tell that to the people that you killed, buddy.
Emi: Hypocrites don't have any morals, Miss Rose.

But seriously, no showers? I mean I love hot tubs but damn it.

Jessie: Beggars can't be choosers. You came here on your own will. Suck it up, buttercup.

Also if that scroll was correct, which it obviously was, then that meant the fight's began tomorrow. I knew I would have to rest up for that, so I shrugged of all of my armor and weapons, laying them out on the center table, then stripped down to my boxers.

Cassy: *flatly* Hawt.
Mai: *tries not to laugh* Stop it.

The light from the fire, along with the small crack of the flames gave the room a small feeling of peace and warmth. And I knew to savor it while it lasted, according to the scroll I was gonna be here for a few months.

Jessie: This'll be the worst few months of our lives.
James: This riffing isn't gonna last a few months.
Jessie: You're right. It'll feel like a few years, though.

"And tomorrow…" I thought getting under the white sheets of the bed and resting my head on the well stuffed pillow, "Round one begins…"

Sonic: He's not gonna die.
Amy: Unfortunately.
Emi: Well, the fic would be over if that happened.
Keiko: You make it sound like a bad thing.

A.N. YEEEEEEEAHH!

Sonic: Huh? What? Are we watching "CSI: Miami" now?

Lol, got too lazy to write more so I'm just gonna leave it at that.

I'm havin fun with this though and I really like where this is going, so I hope to get another chapter out for you people soon.

Also, the part with the fight scene between Kitana and the Tarkatan I just Anna say a few things. One thing, is I tired my best to make it seem like the game but I also wanted it to seem realistic so how did I do? Another thing, yes I know that I mad Kitana's X-ray a Fatality but I mean c'mon, I told you I wanted this to be realistic, and when you get stabbed in the face four times…yeah your not getting up.

Cassy: Yeah, you have a point, but this is also the same series where everyone bleeds pints of blood when they get hit. Ah, whatever, I'm not gonna knock ya. You do you when it comes to that stuff.

And one more thing, when Kitana winked and giggled at Kyle at that one part, I tried to make it seem like her victory stance in Mortal Kombat 2011, I just wanted it directed at him so that a spark will maybe ignite from that one simple action.

Mai: A spark...
Jessie: In his pants.

Yes the story FOR RIGHT NOW! (extreme emphasis on the 'for' and the 'now' part) will mainly revolve around Sonya, Kyle, and Stryker trying to find Kano. And maybe just maybe I could fit some romance in there between Kyle and Sonya but I dunno. It's a little early to tell. But yeah.

All: Don't!
James: Seriously, she's not gonna fall for some little shrimp who still needs to eat his veggies.
Emi: Hmm... maybe I should make a quick shrimp dinner for the group...
Cassy: Do it!
Sonic: Meh, I'll just take the noodles.
Cassy: Not a seafood dude, huh?
Sonic: *shakes his head* Not really.

Review or you will be eaten by a whale, and have to run all the way to the end of it so you can be pooped out. :]

Keiko: Do I look like Pinocchio or Gepetto to you?

Next Chapter: Reptilian bite

Amy: Any predictions... never mind, don't do them. Reptile's going to be killed by the Stu.
Sonic: Man, that guy always gets the short end of the stick, huh?
Amy: He's an easy target, Sonic.

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