The villagers of Lunas were gathering at the town hall for the evening meal. Farmers brought their finest produce, butchers brought the finest meat they had, citizens brought whatever food or drink they could provide. The people of Lunas were peaceful, despite living in Outworld, they had been able to avoid the wrath and tyranny of Shao Kahn. The people gathered outside the hall to eat their meal outside this evening due to good weather that had been present for what seemed like months. Tarin a young boy of the village was following his mother as they made their way from their modest home to dinner. His mother loved him greatly, he was her pride and joy. He was also the only part of his father she had. Her husband had lost his life rebelling against Shao Kahn. Mala had been forced to flee with Tarin from Lei Chen after her family had been identified as a traitor to the emperor. Lunas was the only town that would accept her and protect her should Shao Kahn's men come in search of her. They had truly been blessed. Mala had drifted off thinking of her past life when she noticed Tarin was no longer following her. She turned to see her son staring off into the horizon.
"Tarin, what are you looking at son?" Mala asked. She knew her son had an imagination and it pleased her to know he was still a child after going through all of the terrible ordeals in his life.
"Those men momma…what do they want?" Tarin pointed and asked his mother. Mala looked and saw a rather large group looking upon the village. They weren't moving, yet a feeling of danger lingered about them.
"I don't know sweetie. Let's get moving to the town hall though." Mala walked to her son and dragged him along. He continued to look back at them as he was pulled by his mother. They were greeted by their fellow townsfolk. The dinner was a merry one, a true gathering of friends, something that seemed to have been lost in the madness that now seemed to consume all the realms. The town ate and told stories with one another until the sun went down. They all wished each other a goodnight and made their way to their homes. Mala laid Tarin down and wished him a goodnight and then made her way to her own bed and went to sleep.
The night was a starry one, illuminated by the full moon. The town slept well when suddenly a crash went into a hut. The hut had been lit ablaze by a thrown torch. Twisted beings had begun to descend into the village and light it ablaze. The villagers rushed out and encountered these monstrosities. Soon enough the beings began to take the village prisoner. Mala had awoken amongst the chaos. She went to Tarin's room. He was crying, she ran to him and hugged him, trying to calm him down. She saw smoke coming from the wall. She kept a hold of Tarin and ran out of the hut. She ran right into the leader of them. He grabbed her and dragged her to the town center and threw her and Tarin in with the rest of the prisoners. After the rest of the stragglers had been rounded up, the leader began to speak.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are your proud new owners. I am Havik of Chaosrealm. We are here to continue the great work of the late Shao Kahn. A true master of chaos and despair. A man whose rule was like the greatest form of chaos, water." Havik pronounced in a rather flamboyant fashion.
"Why are we listening to a nutjob like you? Shao Kahn didn't even bother with this village!" One townsperson said.
"Bring him here right now! This town is one of order! We shall not stand for this!" Havik snapped. His minions grabbed the man by his arms and brought him to Havik. Havik slapped him around to the delight of his minions. He drew his weapon, Morning Star and began to flail it around his body playfully. He reared back the mace, as he was about to swing at the villager, a cold wind rushed by, its cooling touch apparent to all even with the raging fire in the village.
"Stop this nonsense, Havik. These people have done nothing to deserve brutality such as this." A voice called out. The group from Chaosrealm snarled and drew their weapons. From the shadows stepped a hooded figure.
"Well what do we have here? I don't remember inviting you to this get together warrior." Havik snarled at the figure. The figure made his way to the front of the villagers and stood in front of them. As he drew nearer to Havik's sight, his breath became more and more visible. The air he was breathing out was ice, his presence itself brought about a chill to the environment.
"Take your hood off, I know who you are now. Your brother figured you would meddle in one of our raids."
"Bi-Han has fallen into the depths of the Netherrealm. I love my brother, but he disgraces the name of the Lin Kuei. Our Grandmaster has fallen just as he has. We are not a clan full of murderers and thieves. I will not stand for you to harm these people in the name of Shao Kahn or under the orders of my brother." The figure finally removed his hood, the blue mask gave away his name to all who looked upon him. It was Kuai Liang, the younger Sub-Zero. Havik began to chuckle at his new opponent.
"I know you are powerful Sub-Zero but do you really think you stand a chance against us all?"
As Havik uttered the last statement, the whipping sound of a chain pierced the air. A kunai entered one of the minions back and he was dragged away into the fire. All sound seemed to disappear from the village, all except one. Everyone heard footsteps, they all looked and saw a black figure approaching from the flames. The body engulfed by flames, he reached the town center and the flames extinguished. Havik looked on in awe.
"So…So Shao Kahn's murderer joins us." One of the minions hissed.
"Yes. Yes I do." The being held his hand up and pointed at the minion, the fire from the village flew into the night sky and crashed down upon the helpless fool. He had his fate sealed in the Netherrealm by the now legendary Shirai Ryu, Scorpion. Scorpion made his way and stood next to Sub-Zero.
"What is this? You all are separate clans, this is treason in their eyes!" Havik screeched.
"Our clan's have a common enemy." Scorpion bellowed. With that the temperature around Havik and his minions dropped dramatically, they felt their bones freeze. Havik tried to move, but he couldn't. A chain dropped and then a whirling could be heard in the air. Havik looked on as Scorpion shattered his forces and finally Havik himself. The demons of Chaosrealm were the first casualties of this deadly alliance.