Here I am writing another Mortal Kombat one-shot simply because I'm disappointed we're not receiving any information about MK11. I wanted to write something for Kung Lao/Jade. I honestly don't even know why I'm a fan of this couple. I have no real logical reason to support these two as an item, especially since neither of them is interested in romance, or interacted with each other. Both Jade and Kung Lao are wholly devoted to protecting their respective realms and remaining by their best friend's sides. Plus, I know Smoke/Jade are more popular amongst the MK fanbase. But Smoke's body constantly emits well… smoke, even when he's not using his powers. I can only imagine that he stinks all the time. And that doesn't make for good sexy fanfiction. So, the Smoke/Jade pairing is a no-go for me. And Kung Lao is fine and Smoke's design in MK9 is…
So, as I was saying, yeah this is just an innocent one-shot featuring two attractive people sexily teasing the other. There's no smut in this one. Sorry guys. Kung Lao is such a good guy (with a sharp wit, sharp tongue, and sharper hat), and we all know Jade's not above using her feminine wiles to gain the upper hand in battle. I wanted to see how these two very different people would clash, so-to-speak, in such a manner. And this is what my imagination came up with. Hope you all enjoy! Oh, and I'm naming the Kung Lao/Jade pairing JadeLao because they need a nickname.
Disclaimer: I don't own Mortal Kombat nor am I affiliated with the series. The series belongs to NetherRealm Studios, the WB and Ed Boon and 'em. I don't work for those companies or people; I write for fun.
Music inspirations: Marques Houston's Naked album and Jodeci's "What About Us" song.
Summary: Kung Lao takes an interest in the Emerald Assassin after she shows her gratitude for his assistance in rescuing her best friend and defeating Shao Kahn. This is an MK9 rewrite inspired by the final Shaolin Monks battle. Does that even make sense?
Extra info: I'm using Kungy's MK9 personality for this. I rather enjoyed his sarcastic, witty humor and playful nature in that game. It was refreshing from his rather stoic seriousness. I'm also using Jade's Shaolin Monks design. I personally think it's her best design to date.
Warning: I don't have a beta-reader, so forgive any grammatical errors you may find. I'm writing & editing this solo-dolo!
Exhibition Match
Their coquettish play started roughly around a week after Shao Kahn's defeat. This provocative game of… Kung Lao wasn't sure what to call it. The Shaolin monk surmised it's something akin to Tag; the Edenian vixen using titillating gestures and sultry motions to see if she could successfully break his monastery teachings and tag her "it".
More accurately the seductress standing in front of him would tease him with her supple, yet firmly toned body. Centuries of rigorous training and kombat kept her frame in immaculate shape. His dark brown eyes focused unwaveringly on the voluptuous curves of her cleavage and the defined muscles of her brown thighs. He truly appreciated the time, effort, and work she put into taking care of herself. The Gods truly blessed this extraordinary woman.
Or perhaps he was reading too much into their situation and the Edenian General was simply being herself. After witnessing and experiencing her kombat prowess firsthand, Kung Lao knew all too well the assassin wasn't above flaunting her femininity and relying on allurement to gain the upper hand in battle. And she carried that charm off the battlefield, too. To her sharp, piercing stare with her green eyes, her wanton mannerisms, the natural deep tone of her voice, right down to the sway of her full hips moving in tune with her salacious high-heeled gait, no one in Outworld, Netherrealm, or Earthrealm could ever deny his mind's current distraction was indeed all woman.
Not wanting to ponder about their situation too much, the razor hat-wielder decided he was going to enjoy the time they spent together. Even if it was just to see how this would all play out in the end before he and his comrades traveled back to Earthrealm. The mere thought of indulging in whatever this was between the two of them, the risk of tiptoeing along the thin line between Shaolin warrior and decadent sinner made adrenaline rush through his veins with excitement and anticipation. An impish smirk curved Kung Lao's lips while his calloused fingers tilted his hat downward, hiding his dark gaze from her. However, his eyes could still see past the sharp, razor brim of his headgear at her body moving, muscles contracting, and a light sheen of sweat made her bronzed skin glisten as she stretched her body.
"Even with your hat concealing your eyes, I can still sense you watching me, Lao." The kunoichi breathily husked to him, which in turn made his smirk curve wider.
Jade.
The Emerald Assassin is what Outworlders called her because of her sharp wit and sharper triple-bladed boomerang, which she expertly used along with a retractable bojutsu staff to mercilessly kill her opponents without hesitation.
The Emerald Vixen is what Kung Lao mentally referred to her as. Along with her boomerang and staff, she often used her body as a weapon, distracting her foes with her unique beauty and killer body, and Kung Lao was no different. Ensnared by her cleverness, charisma, and sex appeal, the Shaolin monk had to use all his willpower to fight temptation before it was only a matter of time he tagged her in their libidinous game and she indeed became "it."
Together they stood in Jade's private training room located in Shao Kahn's palace; well his former palace. The Outworld sorcerer was defeated by Kung Lao along with his best friend Liu Kang.
The large chamber was decorated with floor-to-ceiling mirrors erected on three sides of the walls, including the ceiling, with a polished wood floor. The fourth wall was a large patio with floor-to-ceiling double doors made of glass and speckled in gold trimming, with large gold, curved handles to accommodate it. The doors led to a spacious grassy training ground where Jade sparred with various training partners. The patio also served as the entrance and exit for the training room.
Four steel floor-to-ceiling poles were installed several feet from the other. On one of the poles, Jade was currently stretching her legs along the smooth metal in a standing split. Her hand grasped the heel of her boot, which reached past her forehead along the pole. She looked at Kung Lao's reflection as he stood behind her with his back rested against one of the other poles. His ankles were crossed, and his arms were folded casually over his chest.
Lifting his head to get a better look at her, the razor hat-wielder chuckled and admitted, "You got me." He removed his hat and placed it on the floor by his feet. Lifting himself off the pole, he took a few steps towards her and said, "You command the attention of many, Jade." And this was true considering he watched her stretch and work her body in the room for over two hours.
His dark eyes widened in surprise as he watched as the Edenian righted her body from the standing split and place both of her legs on the floor. She lifted her arms over her head, reaching up behind her to grab the pole. Using her upper body strength, she flipped her body upside down, lifting herself off the floor. Releasing and grabbing the pole again using swift motions of her hands and thighs, Jade raised her body higher and higher from the floor, all the while remaining upside down.
Her grip around the metal remained tightly secured. Jade stretched her arms outward, distancing her body at arms-length from the pole. She pointed her heeled boots towards the ceiling, keeping her spine straight, joints locked, muscles relaxed, and looked down at the Shaolin kombatant. His eyes were wide as he witnessed her impressive strength and balance. She softly chuckled at his perplexed countenance.
"It is important for me to always keep my balance and core strength intact. Using my staff requires me to utilize my body in various ways to gain the advantage in kombat." Smiling down at him the General added, "But of course, I'm sure you knew that already, Lao." There was a double entendre in her words and the Earthrealmer already knew the assassin was referring to their initial meeting when they battled.
The bun in her blackish-brown textured hair loosened from the two sticks securing it. Tight coils fell, suspending in mid-air as she remained upside down near the ceiling.
Kung Lao quietly studied the woman above him. Jade was wearing a sleeveless black and green training leotard. The top half was green with a large keyhole opening with black lining. The opening showed black stitches in a crisscross pattern from the neckline down to her navel, exposing quite a bit of her cleavage. The bottom half of the leotard was jet-black and high-cut, showing off the entirety of her bronze thighs.
Gone was her kunoichi mask and the razor hat-wielder surmised it was simply because she was training in her private chamber and therefore didn't need it. He would never admit it aloud, but he was thankful her gorgeous face wasn't concealed behind her veil. Her soft face was also clear of makeup, making Kung Lao appreciate her beauty even more. She wore green thigh-high high-heeled boots with black designs, elongating the appearance of her lithe legs.
Her hands were covered in black and green gloves to protect her fingers from becoming calloused by the constant usage of her staff. He also assumed the gloves enabled her to grip the staff and pole more securely.
The Shaolin felt his loins stirring to life again, and once more he had to rely on his Wu Shi teachings and willpower to keep his body from reacting in kind. Despite his monastery training and vow to celibacy, Kung Lao discovered it difficult to keep his lust in check. Especially in the presence of the Emerald Vixen. He whispered a quick prayer to rebuke temptation in Mandarin to the Elder Gods.
Once he recovered from his immediate shock at Jade's movements Kung Lao grinned before saying, "Yes that is true. However," he took a step closer to her and continued. "It is also equally important to train the mind. One also must remain mentally sharp if they want to gain the upper hand in battle. A kombatant should never be caught off-guard. Wouldn't you agree, Jade?"
A devious smirk stretched Jade's lips and she instantly knew Kung Lao was also referencing their first encounter. "No, I suppose not, Lao."
As he took another step towards her, he thought back to the first time they met…
A week before Shao Kahn's defeat…
Kung Lao stood near the edge of an isolated, grassy cliff on Shang Tsung's island that was suspended high above the ocean. Large, heavy waves of water crashed violently against the rocks that were rooted at the bottom of the cliff's shore. He looked past the grassy edge into the warm, setting sun, indicating afternoon was ending and the evening was nearing.
The tenth Mortal Kombat tournament was still well underway. He lamented on his loss to Netherrealm's specter, Scorpion. Balling his fists in anger, Kung Lao gritted his teeth as he thought about how humiliating it was to lose his very first match, him breaking into the tournament notwithstanding. Thus, not proving his words true when he told Earthrealm's protector and his mentor, Raiden, that he was Liu Kang's equal.
The Thunder God left his presence a few moments ago to speak with Liu Kang; after reprimanding the razor hat-wielder like a child. Kung Lao had to be reminded that not only were his skills not on par with his best friend's, whom he shared a brotherly rivalry with, but his impulsiveness to prove himself is the reason he lost in the first place! He didn't know which was more embarrassing: being defeated by an overly-emotional hell spawn in front of everyone, or remaining in Liu Kang's shadow?
As if the sting of losing so publicly didn't wound his pride enough, Kung Lao had to begrudgingly watch Liu Kang beat every kombatant he faced in the tournament. His best friend succeeded so well that he became the sole Earthrealm warrior to progress far in the tournament.
The Shaolin warrior kept his thoughts private although he knew that Raiden knew, he envied Liu Kang. His best friend was chosen by the Wu Shi Academy to represent the Shaolin monks in White Lotus Society and defend Earthrealm in Mortal Kombat. How was Kung Lao ever supposed to be taken seriously as a skillful kombatant if his masters would not allow him the privilege to prove himself? Were all the hours, days, months, and years learning under Bo' Rai Cho's tutelage and sparring with Liu Kang fruitless? He was the Great Kung Lao's descendant! He should be the representing the White Lotus Society's faction in this tournament! Not Liu Kang!
The participants were granted one day of recess today. Tomorrow night would be the deciding factor in whether Earthrealm would be free from the clutches of Shao Kahn, or if it would fall into Outworld's dominion. Liu Kang already defeated a telekinetic being that housed tens of thousands of souls, Ermac. However, are his flame fists enough to defeat the reigning champion, Goro? Only time will tell.
Deep inside Kung Lao wanted his best friend to win and make the White Lotus Society proud. But Kung Lao refused to lie to himself; he also wanted to be Mortal Kombat's victor and honor his great ancestor.
Turning away from the ocean view, Kung Lao began to head back to the chambers he shared with Liu Kang, assuming Raiden was finished praising the almighty "Chosen One". He took a few steps before feeling a speedy gust of wind whip past the left side of his face. Immediately he felt his cheek sting as the ocean air blew against it.
Touching his cheek and looking down at his hand at the specks of blood that dotted his palm, the razor hat-wielder realized it wasn't a gust of wind that whipped past his face. A projectile zipped along his skin, cutting his cheek ever-so-slightly. He mentally noted two things; One: whoever his would-be assassin is, they handled sharpened projectiles with skilled precision. Not as skilled as him he mused, but close enough. Two: his would-be assassin wasn't trying to outright kill him, yet. They were sending a message of warning, alerting him of their presence in his proximity. This knowledge made the hairs of Kung Lao's neck raise in worry and adrenaline rush through his body at the thought of engaging in another fight.
He wasn't naive to think during this time of recess that Earthrealm warriors were granted the luxury of peace, safety, and rest. The Lin Kuei were commissioned by Shang Tsung to assassinate Earthrealm kombatants to give Outworld a greater chance at victory in Mortal Kombat. And as someone who illegally broke into the tournament, Kung Lao should've known someone would try to kill him since he was the impetuous wild card. Even despite his loss at Scorpion's hands.
"You and your friend are threats to Outworld's victory in Mortal Kombat. You two will not leave this island alive. Shang Tsung wants the both of you eliminated from the tournament. Permanently."
Kung Lao heard the voice of a female Outworld kunoichi behind him declaring his death at her hands, confirming his earlier suspicions. He also paid attention when she mentioned his friend, meaning someone was also attempting to end Liu Kang's life. Instantly his senses were on high alert as he quickly turned in the direction of the ocean to face the woman behind the voice. He stood in a Shaolin Fist fighting stance, ready to strike down whoever was attempting to murder him and rush to his best friend's aid in case Liu Kang needed assistance.
The moment he turned around to face his soon-to-be-killer, her visage nearly caused him to fall on his knees in shock.
There stood in front of him was the most beautiful woman he's ever laid eyes upon. Which isn't saying much since he grew up in a monastery, but the way his body reacted her gorgeousness had him thinking twice about his spiritual teachings.
Her brown skin accentuated the deep green and black colors of her kombat attire. It was a halter-style, high-cut, thong leotard with asymmetrical designs made of leather that smoothed along her skin like body oil. A large keyhole opening revealed the curves of her breasts, and Kung Lao had to wonder if she chose this attire to purposefully distract her opponents.
A silver decorative belt buckle connected to an ankle-length green loincloth with two strips of green leather wrapped around her hips, making his gaze momentarily wander to the full swells of muscle. Kung Lao's eyes continued to peruse over the ninja and he noticed the leather, black and green ankle boots with wedge heels, adding more length to her legs and defining the curvature of her calves.
A thick, black leather wrap was enclosed around her upper right thigh with a green cloth tied around it. Elbow-length black leather gloves covered her arms, and a matching veil covered the bottom half of her face. Her hard, green eyes bore into his dark brown ones with pure malice and hatred.
Kung Lao's gaze traveled up from her delicious thighs to her taut abs, voluptuous breasts, and finally her face. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly, trying his best to keep his rising lust in check and facial expression stoic.
This Outworld warrior was beyond beautiful. Exquisite even.
The Shaolin's heart began to race from more than just adrenaline, but he couldn't allow his mind to wander any longer. She was sent to murder him, and he needed to swiftly defend himself and hurry to save his friend.
The woman casually rested her left hand on her hip and pointed the toe of her right boot to the ground, making her knee bend forward while elongating her smooth leg. Her stance gave off the aura of a confident woman with a bit of sass. And he admitted to himself that he liked it.
Focus Lao, you are better than is. Remember your teachings. The razor hat-wielder reminded himself. She is nothing more than a succubus! Treat her accordingly!
He watched as she raised her right arm high in the air and caught the projectile without looking over her shoulder. Again, Kung Lao found himself impressed with her precision at handling her weapon now that he has a closer view of it.
It was a steel, triple-bladed boomerang with a large emerald embedded in its center. The kunoichi clutched the heavy object by the jewel before securing it to her waist. His eyes followed her hand's movements when she reached for the green cloth tied around her thigh wrap. She gripped a small, pink staff in her palm. The White Lotus warrior couldn't stop the chuckles from escaping past his lips.
And to think he admired her approach to assassinate him. To kill me, she would require a weapon more sufficient. Such a primitive thing could never harm me.
Before Kung Lao could prepare for what was to come next, he heard her scream the words, "Die, Shaolin!"
In the blink of an eye, he felt excruciating pain in his groin as something hit against his jewels twice, followed by two piercing stabs in his gut. He was sent flying several feet from her and landed hard on his back against the grass before rolling several more feet until he eventually came to an unceremonious stop.
The razor hat-wielder squeezed his eyes shut and cupped himself, gripping his groin hard as he groaned aloud from the sharp pain in between his legs. He also had difficulty getting his breathing under control because his diaphragm was wounded from the piercing stabs it received from her attack.
Slowly blinking his eyes open, Kung Lao's blurry vision gradually came into focus as he watched the wretched assassin sway her hips, slowly approaching him to finish the job. He noticed the tiny pink staff she wielded was now extended to her body's length. She twirled it in her hand at her side, then above her head before disappearing in a cloud of green fog.
Ignoring the pain in his groin and midsection, Kung Lao stood on wobbly legs and blinked some more, trying to see if he could locate the woman in his immediate and peripheral vision. No such luck.
So, he closed his eyes and began to meditate, focusing his concentration on her chi to discover her location.
He heard the ocean's waves and the light gust of wind blowing in the air. His body stilled as he checked for subtle vibration changes in the air that'll reveal her presence.
Nothing. His surroundings were still and quiet. This ninja had more skill than he cared to admit. She completely made her entire aura vanish and left not a trace of her chi to detect where she would appear next.
Opening his eyes, Kung Lao's vision was met with another cloud of green smoke. He couldn't react in time before she swung the long staff towards his head.
The collision caused him knocked him high into the air, and he saw her plant the staff in the ground before grasping it and lifting her body in a backward cartwheel. Both heels of her boots knocked him in his chin, lifting him higher in the air.
The pain and the flurry of her hits were increasing, and Kung Lao knew he had to act fast if he wanted to live.
As he was falling, she aimed her staff at him and maneuvered it in quick motions across his face and chest, hitting him at rapid speeds. His body almost landed on the ground until he saw her chi cloak her body in a green glow. She used her staff to propel her body forward as she extended her leg and kicked him in his chest with all her body's strength.
Once again, Kung Lao's body flew across the area and landed haphazardly on the grass.
The kunoichi sauntered over to where he lay, her brown hips swaying an "S" motion. Her lids lowered, hardening her green eyes as she stared at him with malice and the intent to kill him.
She stood over him and stomped on his neck, keeping him in place and shortening his breathing. Lifting her staff above his head, she looked down at him and laughed at his wounded expression, reveling in his torment.
"It's no surprise you lost against Scorpion. You make this too easy," the ninja husked at him, followed by a throaty chuckle. "When your pathetic soul descends to the Netherrealm, make sure you let Scorpion know Jade sent you."
So, the succubus has a name: Jade.
She repeated the words she yelled at him earlier, "Die, Shaolin!", before slamming the staff down with the intent to impale his skull.
A flash of neon blue light temporarily blinded the kombatant and she raised her arm to shield her eyes from the glare.
Once the light disappeared and her vision returned to focus, Jade noticed her victim was nowhere to be seen and her staff planted in the ground where his head was just moments ago.
Unnerved, she turned around in a panic, only to be met with two hard kicks from a heavy boot to her chest that took her breath away.
Jade felt her body reeling from the attack, but before her body could launch from the impact of his kicks, her body lifted upwards, then forward from a weighty force.
Once again, her eyes were blinded by the bright neon blue light and her body spun rapidly in the air. Then in an instant, she felt cuts littered all over her skin and knew her body was in contact with the bladed rim of his hat.
A pained cry escaped her lungs and filled the space around them as air grazed the lacerations along her skin, stinging the gashes.
But it wasn't over, Kung Lao continued his attack on the assassin, determined to eliminate her as a threat.
Once he completed his spinning assault he jumped in the air and removed his hat, forcefully thrusting it into her midsection which sent her plummeting to the ground.
Jade landed hard on her back, clutching her torso as Kung Lao did earlier after her first attack. The blades of the grass and the dirt particles entering her body's cuts made her wince. But the long, horizontal lesion across her stomach caused her the most discomfort. The wound wasn't deep enough to require surgery, but she knew she would need stitches to close the gap judging by the way the cut was bleeding along her arm.
Not like this! The Emerald Assassin thought determinedly as she stood despite her legs wanting to collapse. Her left arm remained around her waist, pressing hard against the slash to control the flow of blood. I will not allow this overzealous Earthrealmer to defeat me!
She loathed to admit it but beating the razor hat-wielder in kombat wasn't going to be easy. He has proven to be more than formidable against her. Nevertheless, she was down but not out. Kung Lao will die today and by her hands!
Her dark brows creased as she frowned at him, wishing she could kill him just by her disparaging look alone.
Jade focused on the Shaolin's every movement and her green irises widened in surprise when he tossed his hat behind him and it spun in place, hovering just slightly above the ground. He vanished in a flash of neon blue light, only to reappear seconds later, levitating above the ground where the hat was just in place. The weapon now rested atop his head and his boots landed gracefully on the grass.
Stretching her right arm outward, Jade's palm glowed green and she summoned her bojutsu staff to her hand. She retracted it to its original size and secured it in the thigh holster.
For several moments both kombatants silently stared at each other, both sizing the other one up and waiting to see who would make the first move. Whether the ninja was unaware or if she simply didn't care, Kung Lao didn't fail to notice her battle attire was cut in certain places.
The straps of her halter leotard were torn, the pieces hung loosely over her curvy breasts. The monk appreciated her buoyancy because he was more than certain he would lose the fight if her nipples were exposed to him. Again, he had to concentrate hard to fight his wandering mind from imagining what color her areolas were, or if they were quarter-size or dime-size. Suffering another humiliating defeat because he couldn't keep his libido in check would crush his already wounded pride. That insufferable actor would never let Kung Lao live it down if he found out.
The midsection was also torn in half thanks to his previous attack, making the former solid bodysuit a two-piece. The belt with the connecting waist straps and loincloth were long gone, more than likely strewn across the grass after his spinning assault. He could see every laceration marring her skin, and despite the bruises he bestowed upon her, he still found her to be incredibly beautiful.
But he too knew he was indecent because of their fight. His ceremonial top was also torn with a large, gaping hole revealing his bruised chest. Kung Lao didn't fail to notice his opponent's green eyes lingering at his taut muscles exposed from the ripped fabric. He had no quarrel admitting her wandering gaze increased his self-esteem. Even during mid-fight, a woman he deemed attractive may find him equally attractive swelled his pride.
Tired of their nonsensical silence, the kunoichi stood in a Fan Zi fighting stance and spoke with venom laced in her voice.
"Keeping your distance from me will only prolong your death, Shaolin."
"It is unwise to make assumptions, assassin. Especially against a White Lotus member." Kung Lao replied just as he tossed his hat like a frisbee in her direction. "I'll defeat you easily enough."
With a sardonic chuckle, Jade's body glowed in a magenta hue. She outright laughed at him when he became surprised that his hat phased through her body without adding another scratch to her already marred skin.
"Your projectiles are useless against me!" The kunoichi reached for her triple-bladed boomerang just as her force field dispersed. She released her hand from her stomach, ignoring the ache and jogged towards him, which quickly turned into a rapid sprint. "However, you, on the other hand, cannot say the same! Hiyyauh!" She hurled her boomerang in his direction at a blinding speed, but her weapon did not reach him in time. Another flash of neon blue light obscured her vision and the moment the light was gone, she felt the rim of his hat rotating along her torso, cutting into her flesh again.
"This is becoming fun," Kung Lao's excited voice sounded against the pounding in her ears. His body materialized in front of her and twisted twice as he landed two hard kicks against her. Jade's body launched in the air as Kung Lao spun around, lifting the ninja off the grass. He jumped up, punched her midsection, then landed a double flying kick to her chest, which sent the kunoichi spiraling across the field. She landed in a heap and every muscle in her body hurt like hell. To her alarm, she discovered she couldn't move and she was now at the monk's mercy.
I will not beg this arrogant fool to spare my life, she thought angrily, mortified she could be defeated by such a person. Her chest rose and fell with every heavy breath she took. Sweat, along with gooseflesh dotted her skin as she waited for her opponent to finish her off.
"I apologize my Emperor for failing my mission. I deserve death, even if it's at the hands of this Earthrealmer." Jade whispered to herself. She wondered if her best friend Kitana also failed in her mission to take out Liu Kang, no doubt the other Shaolin would be just as difficult to best in kombat.
She waited as the razor-hat wielder slowly approached her before he vanished. Less than a second later he teleported directly in front of her with a conceited smirk curving his lips. Again, he had to admire her body's natural buoyancy as the strips of her tattered kombat leotard didn't fall from her breasts, fully exposing her to him.
"I did mention it is unwise to make assumptions," Kung Lao began, his grin stretching as he looked down at his beaten opponent struggling to catch her breath. "But I assumed your force field would only last momentarily before I could strike my counter-attack." Pouring salt on her figurative wound, he added, "And I was right."
Kneeling next to her the Shaolin asked in a voice filled with cockiness, "Enjoy your affliction?"
Scowling at the haughty warrior, the kunoichi spat at him, "Spare me your hubris and just do it already."
Although it was tempting to ask the ninja to elaborate on what "it" was she wanted him to do just to rouse her more, Kung Lao knew she wanted him to end her life. The irony of it all: Outworld sent an assassin to end his life, only with said assassin demanding that he end hers instead. Again, his pride swelled. He closed his eyes and silently prayed to his fallen ancestors. Hopefully today I have corrected my folly with Scorpion and made you proud.
Lifting his arm in the air, Jade impatiently waited for Kung Lao to deliver the final blow. To her shock he caught her weapon, clutching her beloved boomerang in his hand. She'd forgotten all about it!
"I would say you didn't pose a challenge, however that would be duplicitous of me. You are formidable, Jade." He set her treasured boomerang next to her and stood. "Nevertheless, it's not my responsibility to assuage you of your humiliation after I defeated you in kombat. After all," Kung Lao gave his would-be-assassin a hard stare. "It was you who attacked me first. I merely defended myself." He turned to leave, but before he took a step, he gave her another glance over his shoulder and left the wounded ninja with his final words.
"Liu Kang will defeat Goro. He will win Mortal Kombat. He will save Earthrealm from merging under your Emperor's dominion and make the White Lotus Society proud. Let today be a lesson that the Shaolin is not to be underestimated. Learn from this."
Taking off his hat, Kung Lao reached inside the crown and retrieved a small, white rabbit by the ears. He tossed the animal in Jade's direction, who caught it due to reflexes, and immediately regretted it once her arms began to terribly ache. He placed his hat atop his head once more and in another flash of blinding neon blue light, he was gone.
Jade lay on the ground cradling the soft animal against her bosom, pondering over what the monk just said before her eyes closed and unconsciousness took over.
Before Kung Lao could give a witty retort, the doors to the training room opened and a male Outworld servant wearing dark navy Mao suit with gold lining and gold leather slippers entered.
"A thousand apologies, General. I did not mean to intrude on your private training." The servant bowed respectfully before speaking again.
Jade righted herself against the pole, her thighs wrapped tightly around the cool metal in a sitting stance. "Yes. What is it, Aadil?"
Rising to his full height Aadil informed her, "Princess Kitana wanted to let you know that she and the other Earthrealmers have gathered in The Great Hall and she wants your and Kung Lao's presence there as well."
Nodding her understanding, Jade replied, "Thank you Aadil. Notify Kitana we will be there shortly."
"Yes, General." With another bow, Aadil exited the training room after closing the glass doors.
Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Kung Lao voiced his thoughts. "I presume everyone's gathered together to discuss plans on what's in store for the future."
"I believe you are right, Lao." Jade agreed with the monk. "My home realm Edenia has not been freed, even after Shao Khan's defeat. Something is awry and when we find out what that something is, it will take all of our combined efforts to defeat our newest foe."
Twirling down the steel pole, the ninja landed gracefully on her heels, never missing a step. She smirked, then winked at the slack-jawed Shaolin before saying, "Come. We must meet with our comrades to discuss what is amiss."
The Emerald Vixen led the way out of her training room. Kung Lao picked up his hat, placed it atop his head until the razor-edged brim concealed his eyes as his gaze followed her backside to The Great Hall.
I must break this up into two parts, I'm already at 10 pages. I wasn't anticipating on the fight scene being this long, but I wanted to write a descriptive fight. I really need to practice writing action scenes. I wrote an MK, Jakeda one-shot last year and it just didn't feel like an MK fic. And now I know why: because it didn't contain any fighting. I hope I've managed to satisfy those of you who've read this. More sexy time will come for these two in the next installment. Thank you again for reading!