A/N: Sorry for the delay on chapter two everyone, had a super busy weekend. Surprised my brother and sister with WWE Road to WrestleMania tickets, then had a hectic morning with the kids I babysit. -_-
But anyways... please enjoy and if you feel like it, follow and review. :3
Chapter Two: Untimely Rescue
"Are you sure she's still here?" Johnny Cage whispered creeping along side Liu Kang and Sonya Blade. He hated cemeteries, they were just a little too creepy for his taste.
Sonya sighed as she checked her wrist communicator, which scanned for life signatures, which made this job pretty easy so far... seeing as how they were surrounded by nothing but dead people. A little green blip pinged on her radar and she nodded, "She's about a hundred feet up the hill, seems to have calmed down since SOMEBODY almost blew our cover!"
"Look, I said I was sorry. But I didn't know she would take off so fast." He whispered defensively, she was always yelling at him for something, why should this be any different? "Besides, I highly doubt the neighbor will miss their mini-van."
"We wouldn't have had to use the mini-van if YOU had watched her like I had asked!" Sonya hissed at Johnny. "What were you doing anyway?!"
His jaw tightened and for a rare moment... he had a very serious tone as he walked off up the hill. "I was planning on killing her father."
Sonya and Liu looked at each other with wide eyes before running after him. "You know we can't interfere until Raiden..." Liu started.
Johnny spun around so quick it surprised the other two slightly. "Yeah, we can't do a damn thing except listen to her get beaten almost every night for a week!? You weren't there, Liu. It took everything I had not to barge in there and tear his head off!"
Sonya's face fell and she closed her eyes as if she was trying to erase the sounds they had heard. "It was terrible Liu."
"I understand, but you two must not forget what Raiden said."
Johnny scoffed and continued walking. Sonya looked up with a long sigh. "Do you think she knows, I mean... What if she's not ready?"
Liu stared off after Johnny and then to Sonya, "She doesn't have much of a choice."
Sonya gave him a weak frown. "Poor thing."
Suddenly, her wrist communicator started beeping wildly and a loud echoing scream rang out. "He's here!" Liu snapped and together the sprinted to catch up with the already running Johnny. "I don't understand, how did he find her so fast?"
"I don't know but he better not lay a finger on her." Johnny growled.
Once at the top of the hill they stopped and looked around for any sign of her. "I don't see her!"
Sonya scanned the area again as quickly as she could and after several tense moments the beeping slowed to just one quick pulse rate reading. "It's coming from over there." She pointed to a small group of mausoleums.
"Is it her?" Johnny asked quickly.
"Yes, but..." Sonya said slowly. "I think we're too late."
"Shit." Johnny snapped.
Her chest was heaving, hands shaking violently, and tiny droplets of blood dotted her face as she pressed her back against the icy stone of the mausoleum. She was cornered only moments before, facing certain death as the shadowy figure advanced slowly but surely towards her.
In a last-minute act of desperation, she had made a break for her bag a few feet away, hearing his footsteps rushing towards her and grabbed the first thing her hand fell upon. Her heavy metal mag flashlight. Without a single other thought in her head or hesitation she swung it back around as hard as she possibly could and connected...with surprisingly deadly force.
She tried to slow her breathing all while trying to illuminate the crumpled figure which lay hidden in shadow of a big tombstone, but the flashlight wasn't working right. 'You must've really whacked him' She thought with a sick sense of pride. The flashlight flickered dimly so she smacked it a couple of times against her palm hoping it might magically fix it. She clicked the button a couple of times and decided it was useless now, tossing it back over her shoulder. It crashed against the ground with loud thud and rolled out of sight.
She sighed and slid down pulling her legs to her chest. Her head became so suddenly dizzy with thoughts she didn't hear the fast approaching footsteps. She had absolutely no energy left to fight who ever it was, so she just sat there and waited.
She could hear a distinct female voice first as three silhouettes jogged down the path towards her. "I don't see her."
"You said it was her!" A male voice snapped.
'Hell, aren't you just miss popular tonight' She thought sarcastically. Deciding there was no use in even trying to hide, she stood up on shaky legs, and braced her hands against the wall. "I'm here." She said casting her fear aside. Suddenly, she was blinded by one of their flashlight beams. Shielding her eyes with a blood smeared hand she tried to make out their faces. A shadow stormed over to her and she braced herself for death, but instead, who ever it was, picked her up in his arms and hugged her tightly.
"I am so glad your OK!"
"Um..." She said awkwardly. "Thank...you?"
"Johnny!" The female voice said slowly.
She watched as the light from lowered down to the body on the ground and her heart sank, ripping a gasp from her throat. In the light was no demon or ghost... but her father. "No, this isn't... I didn't mean to..." She whimpered clutching on to this complete strangers' back. Her knees shook violently and tears stung her eyes. 'How is this possible. I heard...that wasn't daddy's voice.' Her brain shrieked. 'Look what you've done. Murder! You're a filthy murder!' That world spun and echoed in her head until she couldn't see straight. Just as she fainted she could hear more voices but she couldn't tell if they were in her head or of the three unknown "rescuers". She could only pick out bits and piece of the distorted conversation.
'We need to get out of here now!'
'You got her Johnny?'
'Your father's blood is on your hands now...What was taken...can save us all...mother's soul and the father's blood...With the child born of two worlds...'
"Come on, Amanda. WAKE UP! Please...wake up."