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Hi. My name is Cilandra Cherishino (a.k.a. Frost). I am from a very small town of Earthrhelm. However, lucky for you, our story begins in a much bigger place, a city in Earthrhelm. While my town was small and old fasioned, preferring to keep the old ways alive that died several decades ago, this city was concidered very advanced. They had sky-scrapers, cops in uniform... you name it. This was where my best friend, Angela Katera (a.k.a. Honey), and I decided to spend our vacation.
This was also the beginning of my greatest adventure... and my greatest nightmare. However, my mind didn't know that back then, did it?
We were excited as we made our way through the large mall, picking out our outfits for the night. We were gonna hit up a very famous club in town. Everyone who was anyone would be there, at least that's what we were told. So, we went from store to store, trying to find the perfect outfits.
Finally, after about four hours of shopping, we'd made our decision. So, we bustled our way back to our hotel room that we'd taken for the weekend. Honey looked at me excitedly.
"Can you believe it!" she said. "Our first night in a real club!"
I chuckled at her and hopped in the shower. As soon as I was done, she stepped in. After that, we pulled on our outfits, then looked in the mirrors to make sure our make-up, jewelry, and clothes looked just right.
Honey had mid-back length curly brown hair, though you could see red in it. Her skin was of the darker variety, being half italian and half native american. Her eyes were a dark brown. She was gorgeous, curved in all the right places and gifted in the hips and breasts. Her top was a metallic gold triangle of fabric just covering her breasts, the tip of the triangle ending at her waist, though it left little to the imagination. It was held on by straps that criss-crossed across her back. She wore black pleather pants that hugged her hips and her thighs, but flared a bit towards the bottom. Then she wore a pair of stillettos. I never understood how she could walk in those things. Her make-up was done to accent her eyes. She wore large golden hoops in her ears.
Then, there was me. My hair was pitch black and cut real short, spiked up with white tips. It almost looked like I had frosting on my hair. It was cool. My make-up was made to accent my stunning silver-blue eyes and my full lips (lightly colored silver). A little glitter went a long way on my features. My top was a simple silver halter-top that ended just below my mid-B-cup breasts. Mine weren't near as generous as Honey's, but they did fine in getting attention once in a while. My body was well toned, due to all the weights I did and the martial arts classes I attended for fun. It wasn't like I ever used them, you know? Like her, I wore black pleather pants of the same style, accenting my well toned rear, and flared at the bottom. Unlike her, my shoes were actual shoes, not stillettos, or stilts as I called them. On my hands were a pair of fingerless gloves that ended at my wrists, silver spikes coming out of them. Around my neck was a spiked choker. In my ears were medium silver hoops.
She whistled when she saw me and I grinned.
"Going all out, are we?" she teased. I chuckled and we left the room, calling a cab. The driver got us there in record time. When we stepped out of the car (after paying the man, of course), we could feel the music as it pulsed through the ground. I shot a grin at Honey and she grinned back as we got in line. However, we weren't there for more than two minutes before a bouncer came and got us.
"You ladies go on in," he said. "Courtesy of the guys up front."
We followed him to the door and passed three men on the way as they held the door for us.
"Thanks," we chorused to them, then they led us upstairs to the dining area, away from the dancefloor. The first guy had really, really short hair. He wore a black muscle-shirt and a pair of black jeans. He was muscular, yes, but not overly so. The second guy had brown/black hair, pulled back into a ponytail at the base of his neck. He wore an open black leather vest, but no shirt. His wore a pair of black leather pants. He was also muscular but, again, not overly so. The last one stole my breath away. White hair cascaded down from a ponytail on the top of his head, just barely reaching beyond his shoulders. He was built like nobody's business, every inch of him ripped! The shirt he wore looked like it was supposed to be a robe, but was half-off his upper body, letting the eyes devour his rippling pectorals. As a set of pants, he wore a pair of black training pants, like you'd wear if you did martial arts. He wore a pair of fingerless gloves that reached up past his elbows, black in color. However, his eyes were what hung me the most. They were solid white. He must have spent a lot of money on contacts, but he made them look good!
"What do you ladies call yourselves?" asked the first guy.
"Friends call me Frost," I answered, deciding that our gang names were best in this situation.
"Angela, but Honey to my friends," answered Honey. The boys nodded.
"I'm Liu Kang," said the second guy. "This is Kung Lao and Ray."
We nodded. Then an upbeat techno song came on. Honey's eyes lit up. She looked at the guys, Kung Lao specifically.
"Wanna dance?" she asked. He nodded and led her away. I shook my head at her.
"What?" asked Ray. "You don't dance?"
I gave him an amused look.
"Not appropriately for public places," I answered, though there was an underlying challenge in my voice. He caught it and pulled me to the dance floor. There, we began to attract all attention as he danced with me, matching me move-for-move. It was exhilerating to finally meet a guy that didn't use my way of dancing as a way to get in my pants. No... he just danced. We got whistles, jeers, wolf-calls... you name it! It was one hot dance. When that song ended, I ended in his embrace, leaned backward, my right knee held up against his waist. The position we ended in was like we were about to have sex on the dance floor. He pulled me back up and released my thigh. I smiled at him as a country song came on. So... now we danced swing! People were enjoying the show, especially his companions. After that song, I pulled away to find Honey, Ray following close behind. Honey was back upstairs, laughing and talking with Liu and Kung.
"Nice moves, Ray," she said. "First guy that's been able to dance like that with Frost and not act like they're gettin' something at the end of the night."
Ray smiled at that and sat down in a chair. Without hesitation, I sat down on his lap, comfortable.
"Why would I think otherwise?" he asked, lightly placing a single arm around my waist. "It was just a dance."
I decided right then and there that I loved his voice... and I liked this guy.
"I don't recall ever seeing you two around here before," Liu said. We grinned.
"We're not from here," I answered him. "We're from a much smaller town over three hours from here."
He nodded, accepting my answer.
"Why'd you come to the city then?" Kung asked.
"Vacation," we chorused. Ray quirked a brow, but said nothing.
"How long are you gonna be in town?" Liu asked.
"Until tomorrow night," Honey answered him. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Why such a short vacation?" he asked her.
"Can't afford to stick around much longer," she answered him. "Vacations take green and we're rather short on that."
He nodded, understanding, though a look passed between the three men.
"Tell you what, we'll give you a place to stay for as long as you like so you can really enjoy your vacation," Liu offered. I frowned. Honey looked at me, knowing the decision was truly mine to make. Liu followed her gaze and saw my frown. "We don't live far from here. It's the temple nearby."
That made me quirk a brow.
"Monks out having fun at a nightclub?" I asked, not sure I was buying it. I got a cheeky grin from Kung Lao.
"Not that kind of monks," he told me with a wink. I just shook my head, a smile gracing my features once more.
"Free room and board until stated otherwise..." I thought aloud. Honey smiled, knowing I was caving.
"And Ray here has elite access to everywhere," Liu told me. I quirked a brow at Ray, but he said nothing. I shook my head.
"You really are full of surprises," I commented to him. He smirked.
"You have no idea," he assured me, getting a grin out of me.
"Betcha I find out," I stated, then looked at Honey. "Fine by me."
She lit up like christmas, then dragged Liu to the dance floor for a slow song. I shook my head, then turned my attention to the muscular, appealing man I was sitting on.
"That's an awful generous offer for someone you don't know," I stated. He just smiled.
"Perhaps because we want to get to know the two of you better?" he offered. I rolled my eyes.
"We'll go with that for the time being," I said, dropping it, then I lead him back to the dance floor as they struck up a salsa.
I watched the scene unfold with amusement. It had taken us months to talk Raiden into dressing like a typical clubber and go out with us for one night. When he finally caved, he'd gotten a vision of a strange girl, though what exactly he saw, he didn't share with us. Upon arriving at the club line, he was nervous as could possibly be, even tugged frequently at his clothes, considering the looks he was getting from the women. He obviously wasn't used to being so exposed.
All that abruptly changed when those two girls stepped out of the taxi. He immediately told the bouncer that those two girls were with us. The bouncer soon brought them forward and we walked in with them.
Never in my life had I imagined Raiden would dance. I thought he'd come, drink (if even that) and leave. Yet, there he was for the third dance tonight, dancing with Frost. I only knew one other Frost and she was frozen in an ice-cave. This one... was different. He'd let her sit on his lap, danced with her in very, very arousing ways... but still maintained his respectful distance...
I would never understand how he did it. If I was out there pulling the moves those two were, I'd be hot and ready to go...
Honey was another thing altogether. She was lively, cheerful... She could make even Shao Kahn smile, I was certain. How the two were even friends was beyond me. They were so different...
But then again, friends come in all shapes and sizes. Honey would switch out dance partners between me and Liu Kang, just having fun in general. Raiden, however, wouldn't let anyone near Frost, not even to flirt with her. A guy made the mistake of trying and got immediately run off, much to Frost's amusement. So, he maintained her attention all night long.