Here chapter two, as promised. Brace yourselves; it's long and filled with violence, blood and assault towards the end. You guys have been warned!

Enjoy :)

I don't own these characters! (Except for Frosts' parents)

Chapter Two: His Intentions Were True

"Sorry I had ran out, I had to….sneeze." Frost said once she had formerly introduced herself to Shang Tsung. Yeah, more like vomit. She thought to herself.

"I understand, sneezes can be pretty deadly." Shang Tsung smirked.

Frost feigned a smile and said, "So, when where you born?"

"Frost!" Tundra scolded her.

"I was joking." Frost said, even though she definitely wasn't joking. She wanted to know how old this creep was. He looks like he could live in the graveyard, she thought.

"She has jokes, I like her." Shao Kahn huffed.

Mind your ugly business, old hag. Frost thought again, but she stopped herself. Damn, why am I so mean today?

"Well yeah, that's our daughter." Ezra chuckled nervously. "Now if you two would excuse us, the Queen, Shao Kahn and I have to discuss wedding plans. We'll leave you two to it."

Ezra, Tundra and Shao Kahn left out of the foyer, leaving Frost alone with Shang Tsung. Just her great luck.

"Your Palace is like a frozen wonderland." Shang Tsung compliment. "It looks amazing."

"Um…thanks?" Was all she could say.

"But not like you." He began eyeing her outfit, and Frost began to get creeped out once again.

Ugh, is this bastard undressing me with his eyes?! She thought in disgust. "So um, you want me to give you a tour? Show you where's where?"

"Sure, sure. You lead the way." Shang Tsung said, holding his hand out in front of him.

Frost studied his face and shrugged, walking in front of him as they made their way down the long hallway. She had spent the next two and a half hours showing him around the palace, but didn't show him where her bedroom was. She did not want him to get any ideas. She tried to be as polite and nice as she could, and really wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Shang Tsung just seemed…off to her. Like something was not right, but she couldn't put her finger on it. It wasn't even the fact that he looked like the spawn of the Devil, or that he looked menacingly evil whenever he laughed. She had just gotten a strong negative vibe off of him, and it wouldn't go away.

By the time she finished showing him around, her parents and Shao Kahn were finishing with their meeting. They had met back in the dining room.

"So it's settled, you two will stay for the night." Frost heard her mother said.

"What?!" Frost heard herself say a little louder than she intended.

Ezra shot her a pleading 'please quiet down' look, and Tundra shot her a 'you better shut the hell up' look.

"Yes, Frost. It is almost 11 in the evening. It gets pretty dangerous out in the Frozen Forest at this time. They'll leave first thing in the morning." Tundra said through her teeth.

"That sounds fine with me." Shao Kahn said.

"Great. You'll be staying in the two guest bedrooms in the left wing of the palace." Ezra said.

The left wing? Frost thought. But that's the side my bedroom's on! Oh this is fucking fantastic..

Frost was silent, but sat down at the huge dining table, next to her father. Dinner was finally served, and she ate her food quietly while everyone else talked and told jokes that she honestly didn't understand. She was still pretty pissed at the fact that they were staying the night at her home, and on HER side of the palace, out of all places. What if this creep tries to sneak up on me while I'm sleeping? I'm locking my damn door when I go to sleep.

When dinner was over, Frost didn't even bother to stay and chat, instead she went straight to her room. She got there and plopped on her bed, before looking at her cell phone to see if she had any messages. None. No calls, no texts, nothing. Her friends must be busy not worrying about marrying creepy older men. Suddenly, her phone began ringing and she answered it immediately.

"Hello?" She said.

"Hey!"

"Kitana, hey." Frost sighed, relieved that one of her closest friends had called her.

"You sound upset. What's wrong?"

"I just met my suitor."

"Ooh." Kitana crooned. "Was he hot?"

"He's twice my age!"

"But was he hot?"

"Kitana!"

"Sorry. You don't like him?" She asked seriously.

"Something's off with him, and I don't know what it is. Plus, he looks at me like he wants to…ugh, I can't even finish that sentence." Frost said disgust.

"Just give it time, Frost. You might grow to actually fall in love with him."
"I highly doubt it." Frost sighed.

She heard footsteps and voices pass her door, and stopped talking. Assuming it was Shao Kahn and Shang Tsung, she wanted to be the nosy girl she was, and see if they were talking about her.

"Kitana, I'll call you back." She said.

"Is everything okay?" Kitana asked.

"Yeah, my mom just called me. I'll call you right back." Frost lied.

She hung up the phone and jumped off her bed, quietly making her way out of the room, and down the quiet hallway. She followed the voices until she found herself in front of one of the guest bedroom doors. It was opened halfway, and she hid herself in the darkness of the hallway to get a better listen.

"You think they're falling for it?" Shang Tsung asked.

"Of course, our beloved King and Queen were practically eating out of the palm of my hands." Shao Kahn answered evilly. "What about Frost? Does she like you?"

"Barely. But don't worry, I'll take care of her."

"You better. This plan cannot work unless we have all three of them loving us. Once that happens, and you marry Frost, I'll make my move."

"You know Ezra and Tundra will not let you take this kingdom without a fight."

"That is where you come in. You will be Frost's husband and the next King, and your word will be the final word. If they do not agree, I guess they will have to die fighting." Shao Kahn said.

"Right…I'll make Frost fall for me." Shang Tsung finally said if seconds of silence.

"And if not, I'll scare her into falling for you." Shao Kahn said.

They both chuckled evilly, and Frost gasped quietly, covering her mouth quickly. I knew it! She thought. I knew they had something up their sleeve! I have to tell mom and dad. She stood up quickly and ran back down the hall, past her bedroom. After she was out of the left corridor of the palace, she made her way to the other side, where her parent's master bedroom was. When she got there, she knocked on their door rapidly. A couple of seconds later, her father opened the door.

"Dad! I um…whoa, did I come at the wrong time?" She said out of breath, noticing that her father was only in his boxers, and he had a red mark on his chest.

"No! Um..what's wrong Frost?" Ezra said nervously. He looked behind him, and Frost smirked, knowing that her mom was probably naked, or close to it. But her smirk quickly went away when she remembered why she came there in the first place.

"I have to tell you guys something. Can I come in?"

Ezra looked behind him again. "Can it wait?" He asked.

"No daddy, it can't. Please?" Frost begged.

Ezra growled angrily and opened the door wider, letting his daughter in. "Come on."

Frost walked inside of their room, and saw her mother putting on one of her father's night shirts.

"I really came at a wrong time." She smirked again.

"Frost, what's wrong?" Ezra asked from behind her.

"Oh. Mom, dad, I don't think I should marry Shang Tsung."

"Here we go again." Tundra said, putting her head in her hands.

"I have a really good reason why, mom. I just—"

"Frost, we already went over this. This is what's best for you, okay? Now stop acting like a little girl."

That comment had finally set Frost off. "What's best for me?! How about asking what's best for me, mom?!"

"You're 18 years old! You have no idea what's best for you, and what's not! It's time to grow the fuck up Frost. You're marrying Shang Tsung, and that's it."

"You know what? I am so sick of you telling me what to do, and how I should act! I never had a mind of my own, because I was so busy trying to please you mom."

"I am your Queen, and most important of all, your mother. You will please and respect me because I SAID SO." Tundra yelled angrily.

Frost was seething with anger now. She was trying to control it, but it wasn't helping. Her eyes began flickering an icy, dark blue, and her shoulder length, black and dark blue highlighted hair began to spike up and turn icy. This usually happened whenever she was getting ready to do an ice attack, and Ezra noticed it. He looked at Tundra, who did not look the slightest bit afraid that her daughter was getting ready to freeze her, it was like she was daring her to do it. He quickly grabbed his daughter and tried to calm her down.

"Frost! Come on." He said, pushing her in the direction of the bedroom door.

"You may be my Queen, but I highly doubt you're my mother, Tundra." Frost said angrily, her eyes still icy blue.

She left out of the room and stormed down the hall, and Ezra closed the bedroom door again. He sat on the bed, and looked at Tundra, who was seething with anger as well.

"When the fuck does she ever call me Tundra?!" She yelled. "I swear, sometimes that girl can really…"

"She's just upset. Let her calm herself down, before she freeze up this whole palace." Ezra said.

"Oh, I'll let her calm down. Her punishment will be announced tomorrow morning." Tundra said, folding her hands across her chest.

"Tundra, maybe you should've let her explain why she doesn't want to marry him."

"I know you're not taking her side, Ezra."

"I'm not! I'm neutral, both of you are right. She does need to grow up sometimes, and you do need to hear her out sometimes. Both of you are so stubborn and hot-headed."

Tundra was silent, because she knew her husband was right. But, that still did not make it okay for her daughter to speak to her like that. Where is the respect from kids these days?!

"I'm going to bed." She said, laying back on the bed and facing the opposite way. "I'm not even in the mood to mess around anymore."

Ezra opened his mouth in surprise and got upset. "Ugh, are you serious?"

"Yes. Good night baby." Tundra murmured.

Ezra laid back on the bed with a pouty look on his face. Great. Just fucking great, he thought sourly as he looked up at the dark ceiling.

Frost continued to make her way down the walkway of the palace, until she knew she was off of the palace grounds for good. She was still filled with rage and anger towards her mother. When is she ever going to listen to what I have to say?! Sometimes I wish she could just shut up and listen to me! Our fucking kingdom is in danger and she doesn't even know it. She unknowingly made her way into the Frozen Forest, and by the time she realized where she was, she was too deep into it. She stopped running and began walking slowly. For some reason, she wasn't afraid, even though it was haunting darkness all around her. The Frozen Forest had always made her feel...warm, despite its name. She looked up at the tall trees, with snow and icicles hanging off of them. Almost an hour passed, and she was pretty certain she had no idea where she was. Frost didn't even care, because she didn't even want to be in the same vicinity as her mother tonight. She found a tree and sat down on the snowy ground, with her back against it. Even though her pajamas consisted of a green tank top and black short shorts, and it was below zero degrees outside, she didn't even feel cold. Her spiky, icy hair turned back to it's original black and dark blue state, and she was finally beginning to calm down. She rested the back of her head against the trees, and felt her body going into a light sleep.

…

She opened her eyes minutes later to the sounds of voices, and looked up. Three men were looking down at her, with smiles on their faces.

"Well would you look at this, Sleeping Beauty finally woke up." The one in the middle said.

"What's an important royal piece of ass doing out here all alone?" The one on the left said.

Frost stood up slowly and looked around, as the three men began eyeing her pajama outfit down.

"And she's out here in little shorts and a tank top? Are you cold at all?" The one on the right said.

"No."

"You're pretty far from your palace, Your Highness."

"I know."

"Now that you are off of the Palace grounds, we have every right to take you, do we not?" The one in the middle said again.

"You can try."

All three of them began laughing at her comment, and circling around her.

"I like her spunk, they weren't lying when they said she's feisty. Now, Princess Frost, you can come with us the easy way, or the hard way."

"How about I don't come with you at all? Leave me the fuck alone." She said non-chalantly.

"I guess this bitch wants to do it the hard way." The man on the right said, getting into his fighting stance.

Frost laughed at his stupidity. "You really wanna fight me? Did you forget who's been training me for 14 years?"

The man of the left suddenly gasped, and looked at the other two men. "That's right. She's Sub-Zero's protégé."

"She may be Kuai Liang's student, but she is not Kuai Liang. Now we're going to have to take you the hard way." The man in the middle said, getting into a fighting stance as well.

Frost looked around at her three attackers, and got into her Tong Bei fighting stance as well. The man on the right, and on the left, circled in on her and began swinging. She dodged and blocked their hits with ease, knocking one of them down to the ground. The other one grab her from behind, but she made herself freeze up, which caused him to freeze up as well, upon being in contact with her. She unfroze herself and kicked his head completely off of his shoulders. His body fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and his head shattered into pieces as well. Blood covered the snowy ground around them, as the second man who she was fighting immediately began running away in horror. She smiled wickedly and looked at the middle man, who was staring at her, sporting an evil smile of his own.

"Let's go, Top Heavy." Frost smirked, teasing the fact that the man had a huge upper body, but puny legs. "Do you want some too?"

The man was silent, but he shrugged as footsteps could be heard coming from all around her. In an instant, about 10 men where there, circling her. Her smirk instantly went away as she looked around in surprise. Immediately, she remembered what her sifu, Sub-Zero had taught her years ago.

Never underestimate your opponent.

Dammit, she thought to herself. I fucked up again.

"You honestly think it was going to be that easy? Shin was just an over ambitious weakling, like you. So he was an easy kill. Boys, get her." The man said evilly.

The large group of men all charged at her at the same time, and she barely had time to catch her breath. Frost fought more on the defensive, rather than the offensive. She was blocking wild and out of control hits and kicks, coming from all directions. It looked like she was holding her own pretty well, until one of the men tackled her into the snow. The rest of the men proceeded to beat her up. Punching her, kicking her, and making her bruised and bloody. She felt her eye closing, and her lip swelling up and bleeding. Even though she was getting the shit beat out of her, Frost was still trying to fight back.

"Stop!" The man finally said, as he watched on in satisfaction. The men finally stopped beating her up, and looked at him. He walked over to Frost, was still coughing up blood on the ground. His first intentions were to just have them grab her up and leave, but once he noticed her tank top was ripped in the middle, exposing her pink bra, his mind altered.

"Hold her down." Was all he said.

Two men held Frost down, as she struggled to break free. She turned to freeze up her body as a counter-attack, but she was in too much pain. The rest of the men turned away, because they knew what was about to happen.

"Get off of me!" Frost yelled loudly. "Get off! Help me!"

The man got on top of her and slapped her; the slap echoed throughout the entire forest.

"Shut up. This will be over the sooner you just lie still, and let me do it." He sneered. "Or should I say, do you."

Frost looked at him with resentment, her right eye was almost closed, but it didn't matter to her. She smirked at him and spit blood in his face. This enraged the man, and he continued to assault her himself. She attempted to fight back, but her arms were still being held down from behind. The man stopped punching her and began kissing her face and neck roughly, and she felt disgusted. Icy tears began falling down from her face as she continued to cry out help. The man stopped ripping at her already ripped tank top and grabbed her face.

"I said, shut the fuck up! No one can help you, no one even dares to roam the forest at this time of night." He laughed. "Not so big and tough now are you?!"

"Let me go…" Frost breathed out weakly. "Please, let me go.."

"You're begging? That turns me on even more." He said, as his prickly fingers trailed down her bare stomach.

"Let me go…home…"

"You messed up, Your Highness. You should've let us take you the easy way. You should've—"

The man's sentence was cut short, by his head being suddenly cut off. It fell to the ground beside his body, and blood began squirting from his neck profusely. She gasped loudly and looked at the severed head. The men holding Frost immediately let go of her, and began looking around in confusion.

"Boss!" One of them cried out.

"What the hell just happened?!" The other one said, causing the rest of the men who were turned away to turn back around.

They all noticed that their boss was dead and decapitated, and began going crazy.

"Did you see anybody?!"

"No!"

"Look around, see if anybody is around here and kill them!"

"I don't see anyone here. Who the hell was that?!"

One by one, each of the men began to get sliced up from what seemed like no where, and they dropped dead. Huge amounts of blood were being spilled on the snow, as Frost watched in horror. She had no idea what was going on, or who was killing all of these men. It was down to four men, and the person who was doing the killing finally showed himself. He was dressed in all black, with red detailing in his outfit. His eyes were covered by a red head wrap-like object, and he was wielding a large Katana sword in his hands. He looked like he could be her age, if not a year or two older.

"Hey! That's him! Kill him!" One of the men yelled.

The four men came at the man with the Katana, and attempted to kill him. He has no chance, he can't even see them! Frost thought as she looked on. And man oh man, how wrong she was. The man smiled as he heard footsteps coming towards him, and swung his sword one swift time. Three of the men who were coming after him suddenly dropped, and their bodies split into pieces. The last man ran towards him and began swinging, but the blinded man easily ducked and dodged his hits, giving him a quick slice to his arm. The man cried out in pain and fell to his knees, and the man with the sword finished him off by slicing his head off as well.

Once his lifeless body fell to the ground, the man turned his head in Frost's direction, and she stared at him as well. He began walking towards her, and she couldn't take her eyes off of him. She wasn't sure if he was trying to kill her as well, or if he had actually planned on saving her. When he had got to her, he silently lifted her upper body off of the ground, and helped her sit up straight.

"Are you okay?" Was the last thing she heard his seductive voice say, before her vision turned completely black.

That is much better! I like writing longer chapters, because I plan on making this a short story. We'll see, sometimes my fingers have a mind of their own when it comes to writing stories. But, this chapter is finished!

A huge argument with her mother turned into her almost getting um…you know ( I don't like saying the 'R' word too much. It's harsh) in the forest, in the same night. Frost is about to find out who the person who saved her life is. And what about her parents? How are the King and Queen going to react when they realize what happened to their daughter?

I hope you liked it! Hopefully, you guys would want more, because I'm really feeling how this story is playing out so far. Review away, if you want to!