The fist slammed into Lt. Sonya Blade's face with a crunch, leaving her just dazed enough to receive a heel roundhouse to the head. She clambored to her feet only to begin staggering. They all knew it was over.
" Emperor Shao Kahn's voice ominously trumpeted to the crowd. The audience of Outworlders, humans, and elder gods, though already as boisterous as groundlings at a Shakespeare play, became even more vociferous as they shouted at the fighters. Most were giving suggestions as to how the woman should die.
The monster drew its hand back in preparation for a haymaker—a haymaker of fatal proportions. A final, killing strike—one punch to rule them all. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a pair of arms grabbed hold of the hand, stopping it cold. This pair of cybernetic arms was probably the only pair of arms in this world that could perform such a feat of strength. These arms belonged to Maj. Jackson Briggs of Earth.
"I don't think so."
The crowd gathered around this small arena grew furious. Even Shao Kahn looked on in disbelief. No one could be that foolish. But not a single eye had missed what had happened—how Jax interrupted the match. The arena with simple tile flooring, set in a garden near Shao Kahn's Imperial Palace, need not be very large in such brutal deathmatches, so everyone had a clear view. This particular arena was hallowed ground, as it had been reserved for the quarter-finals of the Mortal Kombat tournament, which were to take place before the throne of Shao Kahn.
The audience was now snarling and jeering, outraged that an Earthling would prevent a finisher. With all the attention on Jax, Johnny Cage seized the opportunity to run out and grab the injured Sonya and drag her to the sidelines, disappearing with her back into the crowd.
"KILL HIM! KILL THE MEDDLING HUMAN!" the masses roared. Jax fought valiantly, but could not win against a stacked deck. During his fight, he was hit in the back with a massive blue fireball, causing him to tumble forward into the champion, who nailed him in the stomach with a decisive blow, then lifted him into the air and bodyslammed him headfirst onto the tiles. He lost consciousness. Queen Sindel hovered over the fighters, a puff of blue smoke wafting from her mouth.
"Pay the price for interfering!" she declared in an unnatural voice that was somehow raspy and elegant at the same time. While doing so, she threw a large claymore into the arena. The monster easily picked up the two-handed sword with a single hand and held it above the helpless Jax.
Johnny Cage, who had been watching with Liu Kang from the audience, turned to his ally and said, "We need to make our move. It's now or never!"
"Never, in that case..." came a voice from behind Cage. But rather than turning around, the movie star looked down. Liu Kang followed his gaze to see the point of a KA-BAR sticking out of Cage's stomach. He collapsed at the feet of the infamous Black Dragon criminal in a pool of blood, and the action hero began dying a slow death with an iron-willed face and not even so much as a wince or whimper at the unthinkable pain he bore.
"Bad move, Kano." the shaolin monk affirmed as he raised his fists.
"Try me!" Kano yelled, pulling out a handgun with his free hand. At lightning speed, Liu Kang unleashed a Flying Dragon Kick on him, knocking the gun away, and followed up with a flurry of flaming punches. Kano backed off but reengaged Liu Kang by swinging his dagger at him. Before the dagger could reach the monk, he drew the Dragon Sword and sliced off Kano's hand with a single motion. Liu Kang swept the convict's feet out from under him, reversed his grip on the sword, and brought it down.
The sword stopped above him. Liu Kang squeezed the hilt as if he were trying to move an object that was stuck. Suddenly, the sword ripped out of Liu Kang's grip and flew sideways... right into the hands of Quan Chi. The sorceror had used his weapon-stealing ability to telekinetically yank the Dragon Sword right out of the monk's hands. Liu Kang clenched his fists.
"I don't need my sword to defeat you, Quan Chi!" he boasted and they both charged at each other. Just before they were to meet, Quan Chi suddenly ducked. Following close behind Quan Chi the whole time they were running was a huge, demonic skull, barreling through the air towards Liu Kang. It flew right over Quan Chi, but Liu Kang would not be able to avoid it.
A spinning, black bolero hat with a brim covered in a razor-sharp blade glided through the air and sliced the demon skull in half. Kung Lao ran in from the distance and stood in front of Quan Chi.
"Liu Kang! I'm here to help! I'll deal with Quan Chi; catch that murderer before he escapes again!"
Liu Kang turned around just in time to catch a glimpse of Kano elbowing his way through the crowd in the distance. He dashed after him, but Baraka stepped forward and barred his path.
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The champion brought the claymore down on Jax. It splintered right through his thigh bones, one at a time, hacking off both legs. Blood splattered the sword as the ground itself began to turn red in the life-sustaining liquid. As his final strike, he used the claymore to cleave Jax straight down the middle, from the peak of his cranium to the tip of his coccyx, with frightening precision. Looking at the policeman's mutilated corpse, an onlooker would become aware of the monster's wordless, heinous joke: The legless, divided body seemed to say, 'Look, his arms are still intact!'
The emperor announced, but he and his proud warrior seemed to be the only ones enjoying the gruesome spectacle. With the defenders of Earth and Shao Kahn's henchmen fighting in the middle of the crowd, the entire garden coliseum had erupted into riotous, uncontrollable pandemonium. The only thing seen or known in or from the audience was utter chaos. Shao Kahn would not allow the next match to be delayed. The only problem was that there was
no match. There were no fighters left in the tournament bracket that could step forward to fight. It only took a few seconds of waiting in the tumult for the emperor and his champion to wax impatient.
"ENOUGH! A challenger must
come forward and fight!" the emperor demanded in anger.
"Fight me!" the champion growled in frustration.
No one heeded the command. How could they? One-tenth of every organism within ten miles was no longer alive let alone listening. There was no doubt, however, that someone
lingering amongst the crowd of Outworlders heard the emperor's thundering voice. Would they step forward? Would they fight in mortal combat?
Would they challenge the Prince of the Shokan?
I don't believe we've met, by the way. I'm Zaidon. I joined this site for the Gunjin.
Also, I don't know if you intend to include any dialogue for your character, but just to let you know, it is now so loud in the arena that it is impossible to hear any one person's voice except Shao Kahn... you probably wouldn't even hear a machinegun firing.[/OoC]