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Chapter 6: Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi)

Her hair was wrapped around his body, the only thing covering his bare skin from the rest of the world. He couldn't remember up or down, left nor right. Nothing made sense and yet the woman lying on top of him, her dark skin sticky with the sweat from their lovemaking, her breathing calm and steady, was the only thing that seemed to be make perfect sense. Hanzo was confused and concerned. I am…I am in the Netherrealm, am I not? He felt drugged. His brain was filled with haze. Last he remembered, he was on his way to find Ashrah and accept her allegiance to promote peace between Earthrealm and Hell, the next he was engulfed in Jade, writhing in pleasure for what seemed eternity. Wh-Why does this not add up? What sort of sorcery…

"No sorcery. Just chaos."

The voice spoke like a sweet lullaby and it startled Hanzo so much, he leapt to his feet, discarding Jade's sleeping form rashly to the ground.

"You would dare-?" Jade sputters, her sleep interrupted so rudely.

She ceases her anger when she spots the form standing behind Hanzo. Turning, he sees a man, or what seems to be a man. His face consisted of mostly skeleton and random bits of flesh. His body was covered in the scars of what Hanzo presumed to be a thousand wars and he wore a simple tattered robe that exposed more than it covered. However his voice was Hanzo's main undoing. So soft, so sneaky and sinister, he made the hairs on Hanzo's neck stand up.

"Isn't it absolutely wonderful chaos, fucking and feeling? No missions, no goals. Just you, her, and this spot," the man croons, unaware of the rising anger boiling within Hanzo's soul.

"Be gone with you demon, I have no need for your tricks. This temptress," Hanzo violently motions towards Jade, "may have gotten the best of me but I am now clear in mind and body."

"You fool! Do you not comprehend your betters before you," Jade hisses at him, still on the ground glaring up at him. "This is Master Havik. He will make all of our wishes come true."

Havik smiles, or whatever it is a skeleton face can call a smile and Hanzo takes a step back, realizing he was still naked in the flesh and not in any position to fight. Havik circles him, eyeing him from his feet to his face, nodding every so often. He stands in front of Hanzo and leans in close, causing Hanzo to lean away.

"You will do. Chaos lives within you. Your soul seeks it out. Your heart yearns for it. You are no one's puppet any longer. I have freed you," Havik declares, his confidence etched into every corner of his skeletal face.

"What do you want most?" Havik questions Hanzo, interest flaring like wildfire in his red eyes.

"I don't know what I want. I have lost all that I wanted. I do not know if there is anything left to want," Hanzo admits, his brain fog beginning to grow thick again.

It was something about this cleric of chaos, this master of anarchy that clogged Hanzo's senses. The last time he had encountered someone so enigmatic had been Satoshi and she was of a different nature. One of serenity and understanding. There was no understanding this being .This Havik. He was a corruption to the psyche, his very energy seeming to corrode Hanzo's instincts. Grabbing his head, his brain pounding, he looks towards Havik, who is busy clothing Jade.

"There is something I need your help with, Shirai Ryu. I know you have trust and fellowship with the Earthrealm special forces. I need help in breaking that peace treaty they have set up with all the realms," Havik says in a nonchalant way, kissing Jade after each sentence.

"How do you know-? Why do you want to end the treaty? Peace is finally between the realms. Only the Netherrealm is left to ally with. What do you seek to gain from this?" Hanzo says between gritted teeth. The idea that this Havik was kissing a woman he had just consorted with did not sit too well with the ninja. Havik returns his attention back towards Hanzo, eyeing him quizzically.

"The same that you seek. Beautiful, wonderful, glorious purpose. But not under someone else's orders. The laws of disorder are as uncontrollable as water. Water, giver of life and answerer to none. Water does what it pleases and goes where it may. It can be stunning and vicious all in one. And peace disturbs the very nature of water. Stillness, staleness is the tragic end to something as natural as waterfalls and it is this very stillness that we, chaotic ministers, seek to destroy. I have sensed your coming, Scorpion. The demon within is tamed but not gone. You, the true you, are as uncontainable as water. And I would love to assist you in reaching your fullest potential. Chaotically," Havik says, his red eyes flickering.

Hanzo was no fool. He knew that this demon, this sweet tongued slime was casting some sort of spell on him. It was why he completely abandoned his mission to find Ashrah, it was why he sexed Jade for hours without stopping. He was undone by this man's trickery, same as Jade, who seemed to have gotten swept up in his agenda from the moment she arrived in the Netherrealm. But Hanzo wanted it. He wanted to be the ultimate Shirai Ryu and because of that accursed Quan Chi, he was never allowed to reach his peak. Always subdued by another. By the death of his family, his clan, reborn as a demon from hell, and now given orders to create some sort of peace that posed no benefit to him.

"I have heard your cause…and I too want to live disorderly. I am tired of answering to others," Hanzo says, knitting his brows in frustration.

That same skeletal grin graces Havik's face and he conjures a robe made of blackest material Hanzo had ever seen. The magical garment glides gently over Hanzo and wraps itself around his body, molding to his form and covering his nakedness. He looks to Havik who speaks,

"May chaos be the binding of our souls. Welcome brother, to freedom. To fulfill our first assignment, we must journey to Outworld. The one Motaro has some destructive insight to aid our cause."

Hanzo nodding, picks up his old Shirai Ryu ninja garb. The yellow and black gi was so familiar to the fingers but he knew, he could not go back. To fulfill his destiny, he had to discover for himself what his destiny had in store for him. The Shirai Ryu will return to glory when he came back at his maximum abilities. Lead them well, Takeda, Hanzo thinks as he tosses the gi to the side and follows behind Havik and Jade's departing figures.

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