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Special Episode 7: The Scar (Part Seven)

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8. Tag

The Scar

A Mortal Kombat Fanfiction

A.N. GERGERAAF

The hilarious thing about that word up above is that my spell check didn't underline it, so GERGERAAF is actually a word in some language. XD

Amy: Starting to wonder if that spellcheck was turned off.
Cassy: Or if it was added to that Microsoft dictionary.

Well, it took almost a year but it's back! New chapters of The Scar are gonna be coming out regularly again W00T! I'm sorry for taking so long but I promised you guys, this story will NEVER EVERRRR be abandoned or dead. I'm gonna write it until it's finished, then I'm gonna write the sequel :3

All: A sequel?!
Sonic: Forget it. Let my siblings handle that. I'm not readin' it.

Also I'd like to apologize for my earlier chapters, this started out as like a bald hair away from a genuine Gary Stu story.

Emi: "Was"?! It still is!

Some game characters were very out of character and I'm disappointed with how this began.

James: You and me both, mate.

I HAVE, been going back and editing some earlier chapters to try and mend the damage I dealt at first, I need to edit those times where I re-read sections of this and just want to stab myself in the eye.

Keiko: Don't do that. Just stab your Gary Stu in his eyes.
Jessie: He is the Stu.
Keiko: ...stab the monitor. Or the keyboard. Something.

I hope to fix all of those very soon and try to make this more realistic, I WILL NEVER BE THE FATHER OF A GARY STU EVER!

Mai: Then what was the atrocious birth that we read before?
Jessie: That was the afterbirth, sweetie.
Mai: *makes a face*
Jessie: Hey, it's a natural part of life.
Mai: Only for women who were previously in labor.

So that's why I'm doing that. Cause you can definitely see me trying to correct myself in this chapter x)

Anyway, let's get goin on dis shiz nit!

Remember guys! Kyle is referred to as Scar just as much as he is Kyle, his real name is still Kyle.

Sonic: Why're you holding our hands? We already know this stuff.

Just while he goes through this adjustment phase, he's mostly referred to as Scar, basically FOR RIGHT NOW, he has two names so I hope that's not too confusing. This will not be a forever thing, only for a set number of chapters.

And before anyone thinks about it, NO JADE IS NOT A LESBIAN! I have nothing against that,

James: Know who else said stuff like that? Benji.
Sonic: *shudders*
Jessie: Again, this fic said that it was "frightening" that two women were attracted to Kitana.

but in this story she is straight and Kitana is merely her best friend. There are plenty of Jade/Kitana fics out there, but this is not one of them. Jade loves Kitana like a sister and is very protective of her but that's it ok? Just didn't want anyone to think that's where this is going because it's not.

Cassy: Alternate universes don't exist.
Keiko: To Stuthors and Suethors, only one universe exists to them: their own.

Disclaimer: GERGERAAF!

Read along now young ones.

Emi: Yeah... go fetch.

Day 5 of The Mortal Kombat Tournament

The last few days had been grueling on Scar, when Liu Kang said he was going to train the teen, he never mentioned how taxing it would be on his body. Scar was already physically fit, but the monks training techniques showed him that every body has it's limits and it could be reached very easily.

Emi: *stares at the screen* I know, it's hard, isn't it?
Amy: Was your training with Mr. Kusanagi really that intense?
Emi: Yes, it was. And it still is. He treats me like he treats Shingo.

It was constant routines that had to be performed in perfect succession with one another. Endless hours of focusing punches and strikes on certain areas of the dummies stocked in his dojo, walking mediation, sitting meditation, and bizarre stretching and exercising forms that the Earthrealm warrior was unfamiliar with. Scar felt though that if he had gone his entire life without knowing they existed, he would've been perfectly fine with that.

Emi: I know, it's hard, isn't it?
Keiko: He won't last a minute with us.

Liu Kang had left him to his own affairs now for the remainder of the evening after a long grueling day. Almost every inch of Scar's body ached, and it had only been three days!

He sat on one of the benches inside the training dojo, rubbing his shoulder and rotating it at the same time. Liu made him do a sort of one armed push up but didn't actually let him do the exercise fully, he had to go down so his chest was almost on the ground then hold there. For quite a long time, and it hurt.

James: Wait, this is the same bloke who yammered about doing sixty of those bloody things the minute he tossed himself out of bed!
Cassy: He got whacked by the amnesia bat.

A few pieces of straw lay idly around the white floor, remnants of the poor dummies that had been assaulted just several hours ago. Scar couldn't say that these practice lessons were completely useless though, he was learning things he hadn't known before. Like

Sonic: ...how to get hit in the face without whining about it.

several pressure points scattered around the body that delivered searing pain whenever a blow was dealt to them. How to stun an opponent by getting hold of the weak spot behind the neck and applying the right amount of force. So while he could say he still didn't like Liu Kang very much, and these lessons were a pain in the ass; he couldn't stay that it was all useless teachings that he would never use.

Kind of like his science class in high school.

James: Good god, you whine more than that orange fuckblob.
Jessie: *spits out her water, starts laughing* We're going to be arrested now.
Mai: No, the show will just get cancelled first. Then we'll be arrested.
Sonic: And then probably deported. This show's gonna be weird if we're left with Jessie, Cassy, Miyu, and Rory after this.
Amy: What about Mr. Nikaido? Isn't he half American?
Sonic: Yeah, but he lives in Japan. *sarcastically* You know that real Americans don't have names like "Benimaru Nikaido".

Anyways, Scar stood up from his seated position and decided to have a quick go at the shooting range. He actually hadn't fired a gun since his first match four days ago to kill that green reptilian creature that was his opponent.

Amy: He had a name, you butt-face.

A shudder vibrated through him at the thought of that thing, it looked like the lizard man myth he sometimes heard about on science fiction shows. Only everything that's going on wasn't all make up and effects, it was real.

Cassy: Remember, Reptile is still a thing. Dude, you can just go fuck yourself.

Which speaking of opponents, the next match was only two days away. And while he hadn't been seriously injured in his fight, (disregarding the cuts and bruises he has) he was still sore. Regardless that it was from the training he and Liu were having, it made him realize that one week was not a lot of recovery time for some of the fighters here. Especially the ones from Earthrealm, if a bone was broken or a serious laceration happened to someone, they were almost completely screwed for their next fight. He was lucky to not have any bad wounds from his first five days here, but like his teacher says, 'you can't rely on luck.'

Keiko: No, but you sure can rely on bad writing to help you.

This island meant business, and it had no room for weakness.

Sonic: After that sentence, he's gonna whine some more.
Emi: Then why is he here?
Mai: Because... mortgages.

Scar felt a little on edge at realizing this, it hadn't actually occurred to him how little time to recover they had since he hadn't received any life threatening wounds yet. Which just meant he needed to be at the top of his game for the next battle.

Jessie: Weren't we told this already? Is this fic repeating itself?
Mai: Yes and yes. Also, we're now dealing with padding.

So he shrugged his shoulders again, they still pulsed with a dull ache but it was small enough so that he could ignore it and maneuver over to the range tables where his guns lay.

Amy: Oh, no, please don't start the gun porn again.

One of his revolvers was the first thing he picked up, the rubber grips felt good to be back in his hand. He obtained his firearms from his fathers old gun cache about a year ago, but didn't choose them based on tactical fitness, and instead selected the ones he just personally liked the best. Looking back at that day he knew now that he should've chosen differently but they were what he had and he needed to work with them.

Amy: *flails* Why do you torment us?

The revolvers were actually not even meant for combat, the Smith and Wesson Model 629 Performance Center was a competitive firearm. Meaning it was meant for competitions as a target shooting pistol. But it had a number of custom additions to it that attracted Scar, like the weighted barrel to reduce recoil since .44 magnum was quite powerful. A match-grade trigger, and an accessory rail for mounting optics which unfortunately, Scar had none. And of course the Winchester 1887 lever-action shotgun was not nearly as practical as he needed it too be. The action locked up occasionally when shells tried to feed into the breech due to the old style system, plus it was a boot leg grip with no stock. Meaning it is meant to be fired from the hip, which isn't very accurate.

James: *facepalms* Not this shit again...
Keiko: *makes a face* This is tedious.

It was stupid.

Cassy: This whole thing is stupid.

He really had no idea what he was getting into back then so he didn't think his actions through, and reminiscing about it now caused him to frown while he robotically loaded his handgun.

Trying to modify the body armor on his own was a pretty ridiculous idea as well. Scar's brother in law Patrick was the professional welder of the family and he was trying to teach him a little about it since it was a good paying job. But Kyle really just saw the brother time as an opportunity to screw around with his Black Scar uniform, the Kevlar vest he wore was class AR 500 type which was produced by a high quality ballistic armor manufacturer. But he tried to make it stronger by using a tactic taught by Patrick to weld onto it some steel rods along the rib area.

Sonic: *with a megaphone* Nobody! Cares!
Jessie: This is the most useless stuff in this fic. I've never been so bored looking at it.
Emi: Also, we're suddenly getting mentions of his family? I thought that he had no family!
Amy: It didn't go into detail until it was shoved into our faces. So... with those words, it's now implied that he has a sibling. Probably a sister.

While this again seemed like a good idea at a time, now he was mentally kicking himself for doing it. The steel could help stop against projectiles and such, but the welding attachment process could've damaged the fibers inside the vest, conditioning it as less then perfect and possibly weaker. He might be wrong, but still this thought bugged the teen.

Mai: The fact that this is still going is bugging me.

After loading the revolver, Kyle aimed down the sights at his dummy targets down range and began to fire. Periodically alternating between targets and sections of the body to shoot at. He was a good shot with pistols, a little less accurate with rifles but he always wanted to keep at it with his practices on gun training. Regardless that Liu Kang said his body was his best weapon, that was one thing he wouldn't agree with him on.

"If it wasn't for these guns I might not have beaten that Reptile thing." He thought about while he emptied the casings out of the cylinder, having expended the first load of .44 rounds.

Cassy: Eat! Cat! Shit!
Sonic: Once again, he's a "thing". *sighs* Seriously, Stu, stop that.

The second time around though he loaded the rounds much more slowly. It had only been five days, just five long days since he showed up and this tournament was still far from over.

Amy: Just like this fic. Far from over...

Many things were on his mind, he hadn't even thought about what his family might think about his disappearance. That is as long as there was no real time difference on this island. Maybe he was only gone an hour back home, or maybe it was much longer than that, he didn't know but his shoulders slumped at the images that followed.

Almost sadly he dropped bullet after bullet into each respective chamber for the gun. Not even a week went by, but he already missed home. It had taken him this long to just start getting a grip on everything that was going on. He had been launched into all of this without any knowledge of what the true nature behind it was, and although in the beginning he charged into it with confidence, now he felt differently. Regret, pretty much summed it up.

James: I regret reading this.
Keiko: And all of that faux bravado is coming to light.
Emi: Either that or we're being forced to see a "humane" side of him.
Sonic: And to take a line from Tails... it's not working.
Emi: Oh, we definitely know.

He actually laid the gun on it's side while he rested both hands on the shooting table, letting his head fall too. The life or death situations, coupled with the magic and monstrous beings, on top of the fact that now he has to train with a man he barely knows since his own fighting skills aren't proficient enough to survive, all of it was just started to collapse on him.

Mai: *flatly* But your mortgage.

For a while he just stared at the table, just kind of in his own mind. Occasionally closing his eyes and trying to see the positives of what was going on.

Jessie: Will your death be a positive?
Cassy: *elbows Jessie*
Jessie: Hey, you were also wishing for it, you hypocrite.

Thinking about what he was fighting for, his home and all of humanity is depending on him and a few others. They need to win.

Amy: Him... "and a few others". Like he's the most important one.

But after lingering on that thought for a minute, "...Ok that just makes it worse." Scar whispered shaking his head, and once more searching his thoughts for a different positive side of this situation.

Mai: *flatly* But... your... mortgage.

However, Kyle was so preoccupied with feeling sorry for himself that he didn't hear somebody enter the dojo.

James: And then he was assassinated, fic's over.
Sonic: Yeah, right!

Not that he would've anyway, Jade specialized in seeing her target before the target saw her. She took a moment analyzing her surroundings and getting an idea of what the man in here was doing, "Very strange..." She thought examining both what was happening before her and just the dojo in general. In her days of training she would practice in a space similar to this, albeit not set up this way. And especially not with those odd pieces of metal the man was fumbling around with.

Keiko: Sixteen. A "man". Yeah. Okay.

But once her mind deemed the action necessary, she decided to make her presence known. "Don't turn around..."

The words hung out in the air, her voice practically a knife into Kyle's back as he stood bolt upright and every nerve in his body was set on edge. It sounded almost similar to the Princesses, but a little less deep and no slight rasp. His body urged him to turn around, to just peak at whoever had entered the room, was it actually that woman Kitana? Maybe the vocal difference was only in his imagination since it did sound very similar, but despite his tense muscles he urged himself to stay still at the command of the voice.

When did they even get in here? Kyle didn't even hear them come in!

Mai: That's what "stealth" means, you doofus.

And again he didn't hear her moving closer to him, he was reeling through many different thoughts on what to do that when she spoke again he almost jumped at the closeness of her voice. "You're the one called Black Scar correct?"

His throat went dry, and he practically forgot how to talk. Had this woman come to challenge him? Because he wasn't exactly at his best right now, and she had caught him very off guard. He wasn't wearing his armor or his mask, and the revolver resting on the table before him was the only weapon in his reach. The very presence of the person behind him however was causing any confidence he may have had to grab it to waver. Liu Kang had warned him about who he would have to face here, fighters trained day in and day out to kill. They would want to snuff out the weak competition first and if they knew just how in over his head the teen really was, his life would be extremely on the line.

Cassy: *sighs* For fuck's sake, dude, quit whining so damn much.
Jessie: Our hero.

Eventually swallowing the lump in his throat, Scar decided to answer her. "Yes..." Was all he managed to get out, dropping his voice an octave and adding his own raspy take to it. The stereotypical 'dark man' voice was the one he chose to use when under his Black Scar persona, and since the girl hadn't announced his name he assumed that she didn't know who he really was. At least not yet.

James: Your balls still need to drop for that voice to work, mate.
Jessie: *smacks James on the back of his head* At least the fic said that it was stereotypical. Give him a bone here.
James: I'm out of bones, damns, and fucks, Jess.

Now if he hadn't been nervous before, he certainly was when she was suddenly up on him. Her chest pressed against his back quickly and in a blur of movement, there was a blade at his throat.

The heart pounding in his chest picked up the pace even further. "What in the actual fuck!?" Repeated in his head numerous times as he felt the cold blade pressing against the soft skin it so eagerly wanted to meet. Her other hand had grabbed hold of his left wrist and held onto it agonizingly tightly. This woman was either very strong, or she just knew the best way to immobilize an arm. He could get a brief idea of how tall she was based on where he felt her chin resting against the very bottom of his neck, not too much shorter than him but he guessed he had about five inches or so on her, maybe six. The knife she held to him also wasn't exactly a knife, it was a three way pronged type of blade with a circular handle in the center, the way it was designed in fact made it so that practically two points were ready to cut him rather than just one. Definitely a unique weapon, but no less deadly.

Amy: *sighs as she removes a dunce cap* It's Jade's bladearang. Still holding our hands...

But the final thing he was able to recognize while he glanced at the hand holding what could be his death sentence, was the green glove that went up her forearm over her dark skin.

Sonic: *as his ears perk up for a moment before drooping* ...oh. There's another dead herring on the stage.

"The Princess has taken an interest in you." She spoke slowly but directly into his ear making sure that every word registered in his head. "Earthrealm warrior."

Emi: "Warrior".
All: *laughing loudly*
Jessie: Comedy hour is over, kids!

"Okay so she knows that much." He thought, well of course.

Cassy: Least she doesn't know that you're a whiny wuss.
Keiko: That'll happen sooner than you think.

Shang Tsung had practically announced it to the universe back when the tournament had first begun. And Scar could remember that during the ceremony and first round of the tournament there was always a green clad woman standing beside the Princess. But he couldn't place a name on the person he was thinking of. So again, in an attempt to sound unafraid Scar said back, "Didn't know I was getting so popular."

Mai: *deadpan* Can't wait for prom.

The blade shifted against his neck and he shut up immediately, "Listen to me, and listen closely, I could cut your throat where you stand, watch you choke on your own blood, and I would not lose a blink of sleep over it."

James: Neither would I!
Amy: That's obvious.

Her statement felt colder than the steel she held, "And that is exactly what I'll do if you are planning to do anything to the Princess." She stopped only for a second giving her words some time to sink in. "You Earthrealm foreigners are always so careless in how you prowl about this world, thinking no one can best you. Well, if you do not believe my words, I will take your life from you quicker than your heart can beat."

Keiko: She sounds like a jealous lover.
Mai: It's almost like we're reading the awful rape scene in "Outcast Saga"...
Everyone except Jessie and James: *shudders*

Many different theories as to why this was happening were whirring in Scar's head, this woman seemed very protective of Kitana and seemed to mean business when it came to a threat to her safety. But although she continued to threaten him with her strange weapon, Kyle started to believe that she was not actually here to kill him. Scare the shit out of him maybe, but otherwise she hadn't really tried to hurt him yet. Aside from the obvious wrist pain that is.

"Listen," He started again, "I don't know what you've heard about me, or the ones before me but..." Kyle was careful to choose his words, he needed to be smart about this regardless that his legs were trembling only a few seconds ago. But now, determination to find out just why this was going on overpowered his previous fear. "Believe what you want to believe about me, but the only reason I'm here now is to fight for my home. Yes, it didn't start out that way but that's the way I am now." He almost hiccuped at the end of that sentence as his Adams apple moved against the sharp object still held in place, but he continued "I don't know you, and you may think you know me because of the warriors before me, but you don't. All I want is to protect what's important to me and be on my way, you know what that's like right?"

All: *blinks*
Cassy: He's... not sounding like a horse's ass?
Emi: That's a first.

He was trying to appeal to her own reason of why she was here. He guessed that her and the Princess were close, or at least had a level of mutual respect based on how she talked about killing for her. So he tried to humanize with her, find a level of parlay even though he barely knew this woman but that was another thing Liu Kang was trying to teach him; to learn his opponent if he didn't know them already.

It grew silent again after he added in his side of this conversation, eerily silent in fact. Kyle found it almost unsettling how quiet she could be, he couldn't even hear her breathing.

Suddenly the grip on his wrist slackened and it switched to his upper arm instead, pushing him forward in order to turn his body around in a fast twist of movement. After he talked back to her she simply thought about his statements for a minute, she was good at catching liars when they were spouting their false promises like a sick game. But she concluded that at least what he said to her was truthful, he may be from Earthrealm but seeing as he was allied with the thunder God Raiden and his prodigy Liu Kang, perhaps he was just fighting for his home.

Emi: Well, he is now. Imagine what would've happened if reality didn't hit him like a ton of bricks before this meeting.
Sonic: He'd be dead, this fic would be over, and we would be partying.

And he did have a point, Jade knew what it was like to protect something you cared about, you will go out of your way to make sure they don't get harmed. And in a sense, that's what she was actually doing right now.

Without warning him she spun him around to face her with expertise, so that she could still keep her 'Razor-rang' to his throat, but also so that the closeness between them wouldn't falter and now she could look into his eyes. That is where she would see the killer in him, the eyes are the gateway to who everyone is on the inside and it would be easiest to see if there was a liar in him that way. "The eyes are the gateway to the soul."

Jessie: Good luck finding his soul.

This time she grabbed the upper portion of his T-shirt with one hand while the other clutched her weapon close to his flesh while she leaned in close finally taking in an up front and personal look at his face. But, she was very surprised by what she was looking at.

Keiko: *sighs* And here come the boring descriptions of her being "mesmerized" by his looks...

She had seen him before, only from a distance though or in the immediate aftermath of Mortal Kombat. And from what she had seen then, she expected to see the same killer she saw in most others eyes. But looking into his dark brown orbs now, she saw something that actually had her taken aback for a split second. He was young, there was no mistake about that even though he was quite fit for his age, his brown locks of hair came dangling down by his eye brows and accentuating his cheeks with the jawline. But there wasn't anything remotely evil within him.

James: Bullshit, mate.

Kyle was as well surprised but relieved upon seeing his assailants face. It all came back to him, the bottom half of her face covered by the green mask matching the same color of her outfit. But her own eyes were quite beautiful, ironically the same color as her name.

Emi: I thought that Jade's eyes were brown.
Amy: In some materials, it is. When it comes to 9, her eyes are green.

A bright Jade green that seemed to glow while he stared into them. She was searching him for something, what he didn't know. But he could tell she appeared confused, which was enough for the sharpness touching his neck to pull back maybe an inch or so allowing him to breathe easier.

How they eyed each other was almost like a strange game of Tag.

Sonic: Title drop!
Keiko: Just when I thought we were going to avoid those...

The same as when they were briefly speaking before, going back and forth testing the other out to see which one would be caught off their game first. At first it seemed as if the male of the two was hanging by a thread in all of it, but at this stage as he slowly began to realize he was not about to be destroyed, he felt less fear and more curiosity.

Jessie: And then they made out.
Keiko: ...no.

Both of them worked on translating what they could from just staring, and the silence felt like it went on forever. Jade simply had trouble placing a word on what she saw in him, eventually though she settled on something that although felt fitting, it still baffled her nonetheless.

"Innocent..."

Cassy: Bull and shit, dude. There's nothing "innocent" about some jackass that kills a whole bunch of people.
Amy: Yes, nothing says "innocent" like a person who kills someone of a different species and proceeds to call him a "thing". *sarcastically claps* Yes! Wonderful!

She almost tilted her head at this she was so shocked, but if he's not a true killer, what was he doing here?

Mai: He's a Stu. You figure it out.

Why was Kitana so infatuated with him?

Emi: Because he's a Stu.

Why was the thunder God so interested in him?

Jessie: Because he's a Stu.

So many questions she wanted to ask, but she wasn't about to break her demeanor. Her message to him earlier still stood, if on the off chance she was wrong about the man looking back at her, she would hold true to her promise. But she wasn't going to let it go that easily, as even she had a burning curiosity that demanded to be sated at some point, instead of asking all of those questions singing in her mind though, she elected to only ask him one.

"Who are you?" Came out of her lips breaking the uncomfortable silence in the room, but another moved in right after it.

Sonic: His name is... Earl E. Bird.
Cassy: *elbows Sonic*

Kyle didn't really know how to answer, should he just say Scar? Or did this question have some sort of double meaning to it? A trick maybe or a play on words? He didn't think he was intelligent enough,

James: Oh, don't get me started on your pea brain, mate.

nor had enough time to decipher it. He hadn't forgotten the blade she held up to him threatening his life, even though he was interested in who this woman was and what part she was playing at here, regardless she was threatening him. And regardless again, he still needed to answer her with something.

Mai: Please don't answer with your... twig and berries.
Emi: Isn't this fic about his twig and berries?
Mai: Sort of, but it's not that blatant... I think.
James: You forgot the author's note at the beginning of the fic, Mai? You know, the whole "caught my eye for 48 minutes" bit?
Mai: Oh. Right.

Horrified he heard himself blurt it out as if he was listening to someone say it behind him, "Kyle...my name's Kyle..."

Sonic: *smacks his forehead* D'oh!
Cassy: Nobody answers with a fake name nowadays, huh?

Literally after just complaining to Stryker, Liu, and everyone else that he wanted to be just known as Scar, he told his name to this woman whom he's known for all of five minutes. And not only that, she had told him she was going to rip his throat open if he gets out of line. Right away he was swearing at himself for doing something so stupid, why did he tell her his name? He also just realized that he was speaking in his regular tone of voice, not rasping it, or trying to sound like a younger Batman. Just for some reason against all odds he told her who he was, and it was too late to take the name back now.

Jessie: I see. It's fear.
Amy: Don't know why Batman would fall in the Mortal Kombat universe... d'oh.
Jessie: Someone forgot that a crossover exists.

Maybe he was just so off put by her appearance that it caused him to lose his poker face, sweat threatened to run down his back, not induced by fear, more like nervous tension.

Jessie: No, it's fear. Stop trying to cover it up.

What would she do with his name?

James: She'd commit credit fraud. Pretty sure that lost islands have banks to go with their mortgages and tax stuff.

Was this going to end badly, or would it help her lower the knife.

Jade repeated his name several times in her mind not breaking away from their staring contest, you can tell so much about a person from looking into their eyes. And she knew there was no malice in him, but he fought Reptile. He KILLED Reptile, was this whole 'Black Scar' demeanor just an act to seem darker than who he really was?

All: Uh, yeah!

That she couldn't tell just yet, but she was intrigued and wanted to find out. No longer was she weary of him, or worried that he might be trying to rise to power through Kitana. Now, she was...curious.

Keiko: Oh, here we go with this nonsense again...

Without showing this though, she leaned even closer to her hostage. She didn't mean to spend this much time there, but she didn't expect any of this to happen. She figured he would be the stereotypical Earthrealm warrior that would struggle, resist her threats and so on.

Cassy: He's not like the other... Earthrealm warriors.
James: Pfft.

But now she had spent one second too long here, and it was time for her to leave despite the many questions she had left to ask him. So instead, she would leave him with a message.

"I will be watching you warrior," Practically face to face with him now, "Heed my warning, and you may live to see the end of this tournament." And with that, she finally pulled the Razor-rang away from him and spun on her heel, swiftly moving towards the exit.

The quickness of the action practically stunned Kyle, he barely had time to flinch when she began to part from the dojo. But whatever had possessed him to tell that woman his name before clearly still had a strong grip on him as he regained his composure, since he was no longer held at knife point. Because before she was able to completely leave he actually called out to her, "Wait!"

Amy: And then the bladed boomerang sliced his head off.
Mai: That's wishful thinking, Amy.

She didn't seem to either hear him, or just didn't care because the last thing he saw before she was out of his sight, was her tucking her weapon back into it's circular sheath on her back and the quick whip of the thin green loin cloth attached to her clothes. And of course the long ink black hair she had was out of his vision just like that. He actually tried to follow her, not really having a reason why. Mostly just morbid curiosity wanted to know just why the hell that had all gone down, at first she made it a clear point that she saw him as a threat. But after she looked into his face for a few seconds, everything about her just seemed to shift. Almost like the coldness she originally came with softened just a tiny bit.

Emi: The magical Stu hypnotism comes to light.

When he pushed through the entrance to his dojo he looked back and forth in both possible directions she could have gone, but she was already completely out of sight, not out of mind though. It was clear to him she had to be some type of ninja, to be able to move so quick, and quiet was definitely something he was not familiar with. Even his new teacher Liu Kang made noise when he walked, but this woman just disappeared without a trace and without even sparing him a second glance.

Kyle stood there for a few seconds, still trying to absorb the last two minutes. "Two minutes!?" He thought again just starting to realize that even though it felt like an eternity, this whole encounter was done and over with that fast. He was confused, and his thoughts almost went blank.

Sonic: I thought that he lost track of time here. How the heck did he know that it lasted two minutes? Did his watch restart itself all of a sudden?

He thought nothing else could surprise him here, apparently he was wrong. Relenting now to return to his dojo with slumped shoulders and a very slight tingling sting in his wrist, he touched his fingers to where she grasped him. "A woman in green huh?" He heaved a sigh glancing up one last time all around him but the only green colored things he saw were the leaves from the trees and the grass beneath him. "Who are you?" Kyle wished he had the chance to ask her, but unfortunately he was going back to training alone with a million questions to ask and not a single answer. He didn't see her whole face and didn't have a name, all he had from her was her voice, and a pair a beautiful dagger like, green eyes.

Keiko: And now I'm picturing her eyes as literal daggers. Beautiful.

Technically though, even if he was unaware of it, she did hear his question. Only a few yards away, within the brush she was standing with her back flush against a tree practically molding herself to it. She heard him say the words but was too lost in thought herself to really care, she peaked out from behind her cover to watch him return to his training ground.

"He's just a boy."

James: Who fucking killed people!

Jade contemplated numerous actions she could do after all of this, but the fact that he seemed to be just pretending to be a cold blooded killer baffled her to new degrees that she hadn't experienced for quite some time. She turned way from that direction and again took off into the forest, "I need to speak to Kitana, she must know about this."

A.N. Sorry if it wasn't worth the wait guys but it's better than nothing right? :DDD

Ok so the new Mortal Kombat is coming out which kind of played a part in inspiration returning for this fic, but like I said earlier guys. THIS STORY WILL NEVER BE ABANDONED! I'm not one of those people who starts writing a fic then just declares it dead, I love all of my stories and I'll complete all of them :)

Cassy: I won't hold you to your word, dude. I'm also not gonna jump on you if this turns out to be a dead fic.

And yes I'm already planning a sequel for The Scar, but this is far from over though, I've got like sixty chapters planned for this XD

All: ...
James: Oh, fuck me.
Amy: I think we got to this fic way too early.

Sooo what do you guys think?

Sonic: It... exists. *shrugs*

What do you think of Jade and Kyle's/Scar's interaction?

Emi: It's... okay, I guess. I don't know.

Do you think Kyle needs to get a grip on who he is and just grow up already?

All: Yes!

And what characters are you starting to ship?

Jessie: The Stu... and a wood chipper.
Cassy: *elbows Jessie*
Jessie: Okay, fine. Jade and Kitana... out of spite.

A lot of people have told me they want Kitana and Kyle to get together, but they haven't even been able to interact yet, do you think they still will even now that Jade seems to be getting involved?

Mai: So it is a love triangle. *sighs* Lovely.
Amy: *makes a face*
Sonic: *groans* I was kidding!
Mai: So was I, unfortunately.

I can't wait to get further into this story, I think you guys are gonna love it :3

Expect chapters to come out regularly now and again I'm sorry for taking forever but it's back!

Please leave a review below and let me know what you guys think of the chapter :) Like it? Disappointed? Hate it? Want something in future chapters? Write it down, I read all my reviews :)

Next Chapter: Know Your Limits

Keiko: Alright, what do we want? And do not say "the Stu's death". It's not happening.
Emi: The fic to end?
Keiko: That's not happening, either. You know, we should start making more realistic requests...

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