It is interesting how our bodies decide to wake up. Whether we feel groggy or fulfilled. On this blazing noon, Kalliste immediately felt discombobulated. As she moves her limbs and body; the muscles within her starts to ache in discomfort. She spat with annoyance. Now realizing the time she had been in bed. Her lousy and empty room even continued to vex her.
Kal quickly got on her feet and quickly dressed. Her worn out attire from yesterday had to rest and get cleaned. Dressing herself up in a new outfit was refreshing, especially when you decide to fix your hygiene.
Kalliste hurriedly paced outside of her chambers.
The more she came closer to Shao Kahn's throne room, the more she slowed down her pace. In the center of the room, there stood a couple of Shao Kahn's followers. Skarlet was present there. It seemed that the Emperor was in a frustrated mood today. Stomping around, pacing noticeably in irritation. What has happened, Kalliste wondered?
Shao Kahn vents. "...These pathetic savages offer me their weapons. - To which they prove to be futile!" As Kalliste comes in view, the Emperor glares at her.
"There you are. Are you unaware of the circumstances, Kalliste?"
She shakes her head.
"Kollector has been taken by the Black Dragon. Kano demands that I pay for his weapons." He cackles. But soon he comes back at his subtle anger. Skarlet comes forward.
"My Emperor... I shall recover Kollector from the Bla-"
Kalliste charges into Shao Kahn's view once more, standing in front of Skarlet's way. "I will do it, my Emperor." Shao Kahn is almost astounded, but more so, skeptical. Skarlet is displeased by Kal's sudden intrusion. She gives a crossed expression. He laughs; scorned.
"Why so keen on retrieving Kollector, Kalliste?" He questions in slight gaiety.
She bows her head in respect of her actions of encroachment. "Because I wish to prove my loyalty to you. I will bring Kollector back in one piece."
Shao Kahn takes a moment as he stares at Kalliste. He laughs once more. "...Very well then. But you will not do it alone. Skarlet will join you on your quest. Perhaps it is wise to bring the two of you together." Skarlet smiles, glancing at Kalliste.
"I will not fail you, Shao Kahn," Skarlet says in a humming tone. Then she looks back at Kalliste.
"Nor will I." Kalliste declares immediately. The Emperor and others throw their gaze at Kalliste. She gestures Skarlet to move and they begin their travels to the Black Dragon base.
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The air became colder, colder than it ever was than Outworld. The floor slowly became more white, snow covering the soil from below their feet. They traveled onto horses. And soon when they arrived, a bit further around the perimeter of what seems to be a black market. Stalls 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 certain plan that may come up. Skarlet proceeds to smile unnervingly.
"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 at the entrance where two men stand idly by, guarding the area. They keep each other occupied soon after Skarlet comes in view. Her walk deems sensuality and voluptuous aura. Smiling passionately as the two men finally give notice.
"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.
"-Well, I... Yes, this is the Black Drag-" He gets interrupted by his buddy, patting his shoulder intensely. He gazes Skarlet and Kalliste in slight worry. He then begins to whisper in his ear. Soon, the friendly and charmed face of the man had disappeared.
"You best start leaving, woman. I ain't gonna fall for-" His head abrupts, a fountain of blood spurs onto Skarlet, she lets her 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.
As they entered through the gate, a man almost gets alerted. They instantly ducked, hiding behind a complete of crates.
"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 in every kill she gets. Kalliste rolls her eyes once more and as their surroundings get more empty, she breaths 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 onto the front.
Blasting music gets louder the more she enters. 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 sudden lunge; Kalliste digs her claws into the man's eye sockets. Blinding them whilst putting them out of their misery. She turns rapidly to her left and thrusts her talons into the other man's ear. Violently raming deeper than she should, causing a hole inside his head. She shoves him onto the ground. Everyone stops, and the music ceases. They all gather, they all stare in incredulity.
Kalliste bites her lips, and agitation slowly grows from within her veins. A man from above finally takes notice of her unexpected entrance.
"Well, well. Seems we got ourselves some new entertainment." He grins. Announcing his voice for all to hear.
"Where is Kollector?" Her voice rises in deep volume. Overcasting the crowd murmuring. The boss of the clan seems to be that one standing on a stage. Kano is what he is called. His left eye covered by something mechanical, bald, and wears a over-bearing smirk.
"You one of Shao Kahn's goons, eh? 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.
He is badly bruised, broken and bloodied. Who knows what terrible pain he had to endure the way through. He was tortured like a plaything. These primitive savages.
Kalliste huffed harshly. She could feel delicate flames of rage grow from the inside of her lungs and mind. Soon, Skarlet catches up. Her sudden reappearance has Kano's attention. "Skarlet love, come to join the party, eh? Wonderful, more pleasure for everybody."
"We've come to take Kollector back to Shao Kahn. Return him, and we promise that no blood will be shed." Skarlet smiles once more. Yet, Kano finally erases his obtrusive personality, toning 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 weigh starts pushing them to a certain direction. His followers and goons proceed to shove them into the fenced cages. Kal and Skarlet manage to beat some of them off but they still were thrown into the cage. And the gate gets locked up.
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"There we go, now here's something. About you two gives us a more girl on girl action, eh?" The crowd cheers wildly, feral animals surround the fence as they throw bottles and debris.
Kalliste's eyes grow black, full of annoyance. She glances at Skarlet. "I will not fight you for pleasuring this moron!" Kalliste begins to charge against the gate entrance. Spontaneously ripping the gate right off the fence. As the guards attempt to apprehend her, she tears their heads off right of their bodies with her bare claws. Skarlet smiles unpredictability and joins in the fight.
Every enemy comes in with guns and knives. Some flee and some join in with 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 to which Skarlet finds extremely pleasing.
Kalliste finds herself an inch closer to the shackled Kollector. Just almost.
BANG!
A piercing bullet hits Kalliste right in the clavicle. 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 Kal comes with full force, managing to slice his face with her claws, she shoved him down onto ground where he finally falls into unconsciousness.
Quickly, Kalliste comes to Kollector's side. She begins to free him. He is weak, he eyes gaze upon Kalliste who hurriedly frees him from the shackles. It takes a while considering the amount of arms he has. As he is loose from the restrains 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're fine, right?" She questions in concern of his unbalanced fragility.
He looks at her in a bit of surprise. It was a small moment of being flummoxed and surprised. "Yes." He nods.
"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 nods. "I'll get it, don't worry."
She continues to shove him towards Skarlet's direction and searches for his satchel. As she spits 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.
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(Woohoo)