Ch1: mist and ice
(20 year later)
The day was cold; wind blew wildly as two warriors stand, ready to fight to test their skills in the aura. Lin Kuei traditional way of life is to test to see how strong their warriors have got. The Grandmaster and his son, Sektor, observed them.
In one corner of the arena is a man who wore blue – garbed uniform with a hood. Even with the mask on him, one look would tell he was Asian. His name given was Tundra, since he had a cool aura that always surrounds around him.
In the other corner was a man who wore the same outfit but in gray. He, too, wears a mask and hood. This man's name was Smoke. Silver clouds of smoke surrounded him making him hard to see.
Grandmaster stood and rose his hand "Fight!" he yelled.
Tundra was the first one to make a move, using an "ice ball" to try to freeze Smoke. But Smoke anticipated that he would and used "smoke away". That way he would phase through the ice ball. The smoke around him made him invisible, as he hoped to take out his opponent from behind. However when he moved behind Tundra, the opposing ninja was ready
Tundra uses another ice ball to freeze Smoke into place. Then he punched Smoke in the stomach. Then he round house kicked him in the face. This would have killed any normal man but Smoke has had worse throw at him. Smoke quickly got up as he saw Tundra ice slide toward him.
"Shit," Smoke muttered under his breath
He used "Smoke away" again, but this time farther away.
Smoke used his Kunai knife to stun Tundra. He then pulled him toward him and used an upper cut.
Tundra got up thinking of his next move. Even though he only had about a second to reacted, as Smoke ran toward him at full speed. But Tundra had one more trick up his sleeve. If it weren't for his mask, Smoke would have seen his sly grin.
Tundra quickly froze the ground. Wide eyed, Smoke tried to stop but ended up sliding toward Tundra. And he was greeted with a fist to his face.
If wasn't for his mask his nose would be broken for sure. Now he was mad.
Guess it's time to use that move, Smoke thought.
Tundra started to make another ice ball but this time it was stronger, like it was some sort of a beam of ice.
Smoke was surprised of how strong and fast it was, compared to the pervious ones.
"It's now or never."
Smoke used his new move as he began to shake rapidly, which made him look like an illusion. Once the ice beam touched his body, He vanished into thin air.
Everyone was bewildered over where Smoke went, Tundra especially.
Soon a shadow appeared under him. He looks up, but it was too late. As Smoke attacked, he crushed down on him.
Tundra was too dazed to get back up. Smoke was above him ready for the finishing blow.
"Say it!" He yelled.
"I-I surrender," Tundra stuttered out
Both turned toward the grandmaster. He smiled and nodded, pleased. "Dismissed."
As everyone left the ring, Smoke helped Tundra up, being a good sportsmanship he was.
"I guess you finally got your secret move to work."
"Yeah, but it still needs work. I can't believe you got the ice beam to work perfectly!"
Tundra looks down at his hand "It was my brother's move."
It had been a year since Tundra's brother, Sub Zero, had gone off to the Mortal Kombat tournament to assassinate Shang Tsung. He has not yet reported back.
"I wish the grandmaster would consider sending me to find my brother. It had been a year since he left."
"You might get your wish." Smoke pointed out.
"What?"
They turned around and saw the Grandmaster and Sektor around them.
"Excellent show you two, especially you Smoke."
Bowing his head, Smoke replied "Thank you grandmaster."
Than he turned to Tundra "I would like a word with you Tundra."
"Yes Grandmaster," he answered. Turning to his companion "See you Smoke.")
Smoke watched as they left. Wondering what to do know. I guess I should get something to eat. He looked at his Kunai, but first I must fix my weapon. Unknown to Smoke the terrors have just began
At the weapon vault
"Hello Smoke. I heard your fight with Tundra was gone well." Cyrax
"Yes, impressing the grandmaster is the last thing I care about," Smoke stated even though he was thankful for the Grandmaster to let him live that night 20 years ago, he can make a guess that wasn't the real reason why the Grandmaster wanted him around.
The room Smoke walked in to was full of weapons and bombs. Some of them were bought from merchants looking for profit or rent by a near by village. Some of them were stolen from a rival clan. Cyrax, the weapon expert, created most. Cyrax was smartest amongst the Lin Kuei. Despite his lack of powers like Tundra or Smoke he made up with weapon and tactics.
As Smoke enters the room something caught his eyes: a blue print of some sort. It looks like robot?
"Cyrax what is this?" Smoke said as he looked at the blue print.
"Oh, that is something the Grandmaster wants me to create for him, I have know idea why." Cyrax pick up the paper
"It supposes to be a design for a cybernetic ninja or less armor."
Smoke didn't like the idea of cybernetic ninja. But he let it past. Cybernetic ninja. What next? Was the Grandmaster going to turn them all in to Cyborgs?
*Cyrax put up the blue print*
"So, why are you here Smoke?"
Smoke pulled out his broken weapon and showed it to Cyrax, who immediately looked annoyed
"Well, I kind of break my weapon during the battle with Tundra."
"Again? Jeez, you should really be more careful. Now days you can't find quality kunai. I means really, people should-"
Smoke barely heard Cyrix's nerdy lecture, when he heard footstep behind him.
"Well, well, well, look what do we have here? Look like the Grandmaster's pet is going out to looking for a weapon. Isn't that dangerous of you?"
Smoke turned around to see Sektor, and simply rolled his eyes Sektor had over excessive pride and was usually trying to impress the Grandmaster. In this case his father. Sektor is one of the only few who had seen Smoke so called "incident" at the temple 20 years ago.
"My business here is none of yours concern."
Sektor face turns serious. "It is my concern. As the future Grandmaster I must know everything and know what everyone doing. You of all people should know that."
Does privacy mean anything to this guy? It was bad enough that he had lost his memory but now he has to deal with a "mini Grandmaster"? Someday I'm going rip out his spinal cord, Smoke thought. Smoke thought cursedly while clenching his teeth
Smoke just rolled his eyes again. "I'll keep that in mind." He turned toward to Cyrax "When will it be ready?"
"Looking at the damage I said about an hour or two."
"Good, I will be back later."
As Smoke left room He felt unease. What is this feeling? He looks up at the sky, only seeing dark gloomiest clouds. It looked like it was going to rain.
Smoke's room
Meditating quietly, Smoke tries to regain his lost memory. Ever since he had joined the Lin Kuei, they had barely had done any thing to help recover his lost memory. All he knew was that he was from Prague. He asked countless time for the Grandmaster to let him go there. But the Grandmaster refused. Every time he tries to remember it gives him headaches. Making him frustrated.
"I give up!"
He heard a knock at his door.
"Great lunch time."
The slide door open and revealed his lunch. Which was only a bowl of rice? He grab the food, in his enlighten it was something a little light he could eat.
Before he eats his food he took off his hood to reveal long, flowing, ghostly white hair. Then he took off his mask. A handsome face is revealed. Only thing was off about him is his eyes and hair. Other then that he looks normal.
"Finally peace and quiet," Smoke sighed and was about to eat when he sensed a cold presence.
Tundra, the Grandmaster must be done with him. He went to open the door, but stop halfway when he sensed something wrong with Tundra.
"Tundra?" Smoke said as he opened the door. He saw Tundra, but he look pale (paler than usually) and saddened as if he saw something he shouldn't have seen.
"Tundra, want is the matter?" Smoke asked in worry of his dear friend.
"My brother, Smoke."
"Your brother is back?"
"Yes, but he-"
"He what?"
"He's dead, Smoke"
