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but if no one tells him, he'll never know, right? I own the character, but not the name, anyway.
Destiny
Chapter Eleven
Hello. I am Psylocke, also known as Betsy Braddock. Skin left me with quite the job, the telling of the beginning of the fight. But I am sure I am equal to the task. So, here we go.
"This fight will decide the fate of Earth Realm?" Hank asked.
"Yeah, darling." Glorificus said in that sickening sweet tone of hers. "If you win this one, I have to stay away from Earth Realm for at least another generation. It sucks, if you ask me."
"No one did." Logan mumbled. "Darlin'."
"How we know she's tellin' us de truth?" Gambit asked suddenly, pulling out his Bo Staff and brandishing it.
That caught my attention. I scanned her mind, lightly, so she wouldn't detect me, just to see if she was telling the truth. As far as I could tell, she was. But I still wasn't sure. "I want to talk to Raiden. I want him to tell us." I said, folding my arms across my chest. "Then I'll believe you."
"Ja. I want Raiden to tell us too." Nightcrawler came over and stood over next to me, his tail swishing angrily. I acknowledged him with a nod of my head.
One by one the others each said they wanted Raiden to tell us, and lined up on either side of Kurt and myself. Glorificus sighed and nodded.
"Alright, I'll call Lord Raiden. Then will you let Mortal Kombat start?"
We agreed.
Mortal Kombat? I thought. What was that Raiden said about Mortal Kombat? If she challenges us, only one of us can fight her?
I was so tied up in my thoughts that I didn't see how she called Raiden, so when I heard his raspy voice, I was startled.
"You know the Rules, Glory. I am not allowed here before Mortal Kombat." Raiden was saying.
"I didn't summon you, your warriors did. Is it true you didn't tell them what they were supposed to do?"
"I didn't feel that information was necessary."
"Excuse me?" Jubilee said. "We can't do anything unless we know what we're doing! It kind of helps!"
"And maybe now we won't, seeing as how you have lied to us all this time." Everett added.
Glorificus and Raiden looked at each other. "Is there anything in the Rules that says what to do when the warriors don't want to fight?" Raiden asked.
Glorificus shrugged. "If there is, I haven't read it." She took a step towards us. "Maybe this will convince them. You know how the place outside looked, like, all dead and barren?" She asked, talking to us now.
We nodded.
"Yeah, well, if you don't beat my warriors, then that's what Earth Realm will look like, when I take it over. Do you want that?"
We shook our heads no.
"Then I guess you'll want to fight. If you win, I'll stay away, and Earth Realm won't look like that. If you loose, or forfeit…" She trailed off. "Well, you know."
"So, we have no choice. We came, we're here, we have to fight?" Storm asked.
"Yeah, girly."
"Don't call me 'girly'." Storm said, her eyes flashing white.
"No prob."
"So we gonna start fightin' now?" Logan asked, sounding very impatient.
"Sure, why not." Glorificus said. She put her fingers to her lips and whistled. As the sound died off, we heard the sound of a door opening at the top of the stairs. We all looked up in time to see fourteen warriors enter in a cloud of smoke and start coming down the stairs.
Fourteen? I thought. There are fifteen of us. No, wait, Scott isn't here anymore. I guess it is only fourteen of us.
"I'd like to introduce you to my warriors. I believe you've already met Scorpion and Subzero." Glorificus was saying as the more than a dozen men and women, all of them older than us, lined up behind her. "I would also like to introduce Griffin, Dynamo, Flash, Panthera, Arachne, Jedi, Were, Dragon, Myst, Lynk, Shadow, and Tigris."
We stared at the older warriors. They stared back. As I stared at them, I noted what they were wearing. They all wore ninja type suits similar to Scorpion and Subzero's, but in different colors. Griffin was wearing black and blue with red trim, Dynamo was wearing red with black trim, Flash had red with yellow trim, Panthera was black with gold trim, Arachne had silver with black trim, Jedi had brown, Were was purple, Dragon had a dark green suit, Myst had a smoke gray suit, Lynk had white with red trim, Shadow was black and gray, and Tigris was a red/gold color.
"They have much better fashion sense than we do." I heard Jean say.
Raiden rolled his eyes.
"So, who wants to go first?" Glorificus asked.
"What, we don't all go at the same time, have a big free for all?" Skin asked.
"No, sugar. Only one pair at a time, to the death." The Goddess clarified.
"I'll go first." Wolverine said stepping up.
"Logan, it's to the death." Storm reminded him.
"So? They can't kill me."
"I think you place too much trust in your power, Wolverine." I said to him.
He just shrugged and stepped out onto the big dragon carving in the floor. "Who wants ta fight me?" He asked the assembled warriors.
Scorpion stepped toward Wolverine. "You're going down." I couldn't see his mouth move under the mask, but I knew Scorpion had said it.
Wolverine extended his claws and faced his opponent. "Bring it on, bub."
Scorpion settled into a Kung Fu pose, and the scorpion-like stinger thing, his namesake, shot out of his palm, directly at Wolverine.
"Oh, I can't watch." I heard Jean say, as I saw her cover her eyes.
Wolverine moved faster than his namesake, and sliced the cord that connected the head to Scorpion's palm. "That all ya got, old man?" He asked as the head dropped to the ground.
"Not hardly." The cord slurped back into his hand, and he charged Logan. Wolverine took a swipe at him as he approached, but Scorpion tripped him up, and started kicking him. Then he yelled in pain as Wolverine took a chunk of flesh out of the back of his leg.
"That wasn't fightin' fair, bub."
While Scorpion was hopping around holding his leg, Logan jumped to his feet, and attacked. He slashed his opponent in the back, who then spun around and tried punching Wolverine in the face. He got his fist impaled on 9" of Adamantium. But even with only one hand, one leg, and a bleeding back, the stubborn fool wouldn't give up. He kicked Wolverine in the head, and received a broken leg for his actions. He fell to the ground. Wolverine walked calmly up to him, and asked,
"Ya had enough?"
"You will die for this, gaijin."
"I don't think so, bub." And he ran him though with his claws. As the body slumped to the ground, Logan turned back to Glorificus and Raiden. "So, what do I win?"
"Nothing yet." Glorificus said. "We have to see the rest of Mortal Kombat first."
Wolverine came over to us, and received praise and admiration. And there I leave you. Up next, Monet. Psylocke out.
Author's Note: I'm sorry if I confused anyone with all my original characters. They are all constructs for an X-Men story I make up in my mind, and I have been itching to write them into a tangible story. Maybe I'll bring them back in something else, and they'll grow to be like Ice Princess Deluxe's Kate. One can only hope.
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