The night that swallowed them whole, her face and tears kept in the dark. Broken but not broken, hurt, and lost but she kept her spirits high and bright even from the tormenting hell she had to face. She had ignored the words given to her, Jade consulting her about her hurricane drunkness. In the fresh morning, Kalliste headed for the canteen bar and savored the refined flavor of alcoholic drinks.
"Kalliste. A surprise to see you here." Shang Tsung greeted her, his tone conveying the message that he knew what she had been up to.
She didn't want to reply, she wanted to kill him and anyone else she could reach out and hurt. Kalliste took a deep breath to calm her temper and ignored him. She was trying to relax in the blankness of fantasy and utopia.
"Drinking is not a sensible choice, Kalliste. I remember your desire for the taste of wine when you were younger." He said. She paused, her hand holding her glass. "That was a long time ago. Now, I am older, wiser, and I know better." She said coldly.
"I do not believe you." He said scornfully and began to pace slowly around her. She gave him a venomous look that would have made lesser men quiver, but he did not.
"I don't... care." She muttered as she stood up. Kalliste departed the enclosure, leaving Shang Tsung to his thoughts but he continued to pursue her. He had followed her into the depths of the hallways of Shao Kahn's palace and eventually, he had managed to catch up to her. Kalliste had been fast, but his pursuit had not.
"I have an opportunity for you. A way for you to earn the emperor's respect again." He said. She turned to him, "Is that so?" Her voice groaned.
"Indeed. There has been commotion between the emperor and one of his weapons dealers. An earthrealmer called Kano."She was listening to him. He could see it in her eyes. The thirst for violence and bloodshed was still there, waiting to be released.
"Although, one of his own has been taken captive, the familiar Kollector." Shang Tsung looked at her with a stern expression. Kalliste sighed in annoyance when she heard Kollector's name.
Later on, she smirked, "That idiot got captured by earthrrealmers?" She scoffed.
Shang Tsung ignored her amusing remark, "I've inquired if Shao Kahn would allow you to partake in his rescue mission. He agreed to it. It is a chance to redeem yourself to the emperor."She thought about it for a moment and nodded her head.
"...I'll do it even though I don't like Kollector." She crossed her arms and pouted. "I want something in return."
"Of course." He answered back.
"I want you to break me free," Kalliste demanded. "You owe me that."
Shang Tsung frowned."There is no doubt you'll be free of my will. Although, I understand your need for independence..." Said Shang Tsung. "I will decide once you return."
Kalliste looked back at him in disbelief but settled her ground. "Fine." She said as she stormed off and left Shang Tsung.
Kalliste headed for the entrance of Shao Kahn's throne room and entered. He had been ranting on and on about his annoyance with the Black Dragon clan. Kalliste slowly entered the Emperor's view then he grew pessimistic.
She knew she had to redeem herself in front of the emperor so she bowed in front of him on one knee, and awaited his orders.
"Emperor Shao Kahn. I... I come to take part in your assignment to recover... Kollector." She said in a low voice, cringing at her request.
Shao Kahn looked at her with apprehension, "I'm uncertain if I should entrust you with this task...Skarlet." He turned to his right where the familiar blood mage appeared from the sidelines, always waiting for her beloved master.
"Yes, my emperor?" Her voice soared and curled with heavy interest.
"Skarlet will accompany you on this task. I trust she'll keep you bound from your wrathful mind." He looked at her with stern eyes. "Is this agreeable?"
She hesitated for a moment, "Yes." She replied.
Kalliste looked at Skarlet who gave her a cold, hard stare."I will not fail you, Shao Kahn." Skarlet says in a dark voice.
Then she looks back at Kalliste.
"Neither will I..." Kalliste muttered immediately. The Emperor and others throw their gaze at Kalliste. She gestures for Skarlet to move and they begin their travels to the Black Dragon base. The air became colder, colder than it ever was in Outworld. The floor slowly became white, snow covering the soil below their feet. They traveled on horses and soon when they arrived, a bit further around the perimeter of what seemed to be a black market. Stalls are presented in each corner. And of course, goons wandered the area.
Skarlet stared intensely into the distance. Kalliste glanced back at her, waiting for a particular plan that may come up. Skarlet proceeds to smile unnervingly.
"This is perfect. This is exactly what I need."
She continued walking on. Soon, a man with a shaved head and several tattoos appeared in front of them.
and dusty.
"What's the plan, Skarlet...?" Kalliste says, her voice beginning to enter her mind. Skarlet glances back.
"Perhaps we will use our feminine charms to sway the men up front." She says in confidence. Kalliste gives a slightly disgusted face by her suggestion. Skarlet stands up and proceeds to make her way to the entrance gate. "And if it fails...?"
"Then, we kill them. It is simple, Kalliste." She smiles back at Kalliste and makes her way to the entrance where two men stand idly by, guarding the area. They keep each other occupied soon after Skarlet comes into view. Her walk deems sensuality and a voluptuous aura. Smiling passionately as the two men finally give notice.
"Hey, baby. You wanna buy some drugs?" One of the men asked. Skarlet's hands began to glow and her eyes became glazed over. Kalliste felt the urge to change her mind but Skarlet kept going forward, approaching the two guards.
"Greetings, I have become quite lost... This is the Black Dragon club, yes?" And all of a sudden, Skarlet makes her body language and voice seem more innocent and naive. Kalliste scoffs at the sudden act, doubting that her little stunt will even faze or hypnotize the two tough men. One of them starts smiling, charmed by Skarlet. Kalliste was slightly shocked.
"I think we can help you out. We sell some pretty good stuff at the Black Dragon Club, don't ya think?" He said, grinning.
"Well, I have never been inside...but yes, I suppose so..." Skarlet said. Her words sounded unnatural. Kalliste watched as the two men proceeded to lead her through the entrance and into the building. It was dark and eerie and filled with a lot of people. Skarlet winked behind her, Kalliste rolling her eyes.
"I knew I could rely on you, Skarlet." She said sarcastically. But Skarlet didn't even hear it.
The two men led her down to a small alcove.
But they were all out of sight until Kalliste heard a soft yell in the distance. Kalliste rushed to see a fountain of blood spurring onto Skarlet, she lets herself get soaked by the blood, laughing almost manically. As the other guy widens his eyes in fear. Kalliste gives him a hardening slash to his throat, choking on his blood. Kalliste pushes him with her foot as he roughly falls onto the ground. She rolls her eyes and they soon proceed their way unlocking the gate.
"No one has seen as yet?" Kalliste questioned Skarlet.
"Not as yet, Kalliste."
"We must keep quiet, kill them in silence. Causing a sudden panic would not be pretty." Skarlet says quietly. Kalliste nods in agreement. "I shall eliminate Kano's guards. Make your way to the entrance and get Kollector. I will gain my way to you." Skarlet leaves Kalliste alone as she begins making her an inch closer to the entrance of the Black Dragon club. Subduing and killing nearby guards on her way. As a good amount of space is vanquished by the souls of Kano's guards. Kalliste begins to move.
Huge splatters of blood burst in Skarlet's way. She laughs at every kill she gets. Kalliste rolls her eyes once more and as their surroundings get more empty, she breathes in as she makes her way into the Fight Club. Kalliste puts on a mask. Shaped like a hawk; black and materialized of jet black leather. Spiky studs decorated the front.
They entered the big warehouse, and the sound of music could be heard at a very loud volume. And as they walked past, a group of men approached Kalliste.
"Hey, sexy. Want to join us?" One of them said, grabbing her hips. Kalliste smacks him across the face, knocking him out cold. Anybody who is anybody of Kano's goons or followers starts to notice her as she strides into the club. She lets her eyes search for where Kollector was being held captive. In the middle of it all, a spotlight shines brightly in the center of entertainment. All of a sudden a couple of bruisers began to lay hands on Kalliste. In a sudden lunge; Kalliste digs her claws into the man's eye sockets. His body becomes limp and she uses the momentum to throw him against the wall. The commotion in the club was sudden and it caused everyone's attention to turn to the source. A few seconds later, the announcer came on stage. "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Black Dragon Fight Club!" The crowd cheered on. "We have two fighters here tonight!"
"Kano... We've come, on Shao Kahn's behalf..." Said Skarlet as she and Kalliste made their way to the ring. Kano is what he is called. His left eye is covered by something mechanical, bald, and wears an overbearing smirk. "Have you come for this yapper? I could let 'em go when I get my fair share of gold."
"Your weapons did not prove useful! You do not deserve tribute!" Kollector snapped at him and in return, one of his men smacked him with a solid baton.
"Want your Kollector back, you best pay up." He comes continues to glance at Kalliste. An unknown thought of excitement runs through his head. "If not, we'll have more fun with him." He cackles dimly. He gestures his head at a couple of his followers. And all of a sudden they bring out a huge spinning wheel. Kalliste grows in concern as they revealed that Kollector had been held against the wheel. His arms spread out around the board, shackled.
"We just want him back unharmed. Please." She pleaded but with a sneering smile.
Kollector saw the expression in Kalliste's eyes.
Kano was not impressed, "Ain't gonna fall for it, missy."
Kalliste huffed harshly. She could feel delicate flames of rage grow from the inside of her lungs and mind. Yet, Kano finally erases his obtrusive personality, toning it down to a more serious quality. "Ya know, I enjoy a bit more chaos, but when you come here killin' my crew. It just starts to piss the bloody oath cobber ." He whistles abruptly, and all around Kalliste and Skarlet, a large mass of weight starts pushing them in a certain direction. His followers and goons proceed to shove them into the fenced cages. Kalliste and Skarlet manage to beat some of them off but Kalliste fought through the horrid crowd, shoving herself through them as she used her left arm to block herself.
This was gonna get messy. As the guards attempt to apprehend her, she tears their heads off the right of their bodies with her bare claws. Skarlet smiles unpredictably and joins in the fight.
Every enemy comes in with guns and knives. Some flee and come to join in the fight. Throwing pathetic punches at Kal as she continues to pull and shred every bit of flesh right off. The room slowly becomes covered with viscera and blood which Skarlet finds extremely pleasing.
Kalliste finds herself an inch closer to the shackled Kollector. Just almost.
Then suddenly, she finds a sharp pain that had hit her on the clavicle and onto her right arm. She winces in pain and trembles a bit. But no matter the torment she feels she has to end this now and get Kollector. Kano smiles down as Kalliste comes with full force, managing to slice his face with her claws, she shoved him down onto the ground where he finally falls into unconsciousness.
Quickly, Kalliste comes to Kollector's side. She begins to free him. He is weak, his eyes gaze upon Kalliste who hurriedly frees him from the shackles. It takes a while considering the number of arms he has. As he is loose from the restraints he stands on his legs and slightly staggers in pain. Kalliste uses herself as a clutch as Kollector nearly tumbles over as she lays her hands against his shoulder/deltoid.
"You alright?" She said in a stoic tone.
He looks at her in a bit of surprise. It was a small moment of being flummoxed and surprised. "...Yes." He nods then growls.
"We have to leave." She briskly pushes Kollector to the exit as Skarlet still bathes herself in blood and violence. But he ceases his movement." "No, wait! My satchel, I must have it!" He yelps in concern. Kalliste exhales.
"I'll get it, don't worry." he continues to shove him towards Skarlet's direction and searches for his satchel. As she spots it near the corner, she quickly grabs it. And runs to the exit. Catching up to Kollector and Skarlet. Through the damned snow, guns and bullets flourished through the air. Blood and anger spouted through the field as everyone fled to escape.