Conflict
The air stood still but the landscape around was alive. The trees were whispering and the ground felt like it was moving. She knew this scene all too well. It was the Living Forest, one of the darkest places in Outworld. She hadn't exactly planned to end up here, but it was a matter of fate; Anywhere away from that place...away from living beings for the most part.
"Look what the cat dragged in." An all too familiar voice sounded from behind.
"Go to hell, Khameleon."
"Nice to see you too, Mileena." The female's voice sneered in sarcasm.
"What the hell do you want?" Mileena's gaze heavily narrowed to the new annoyance before her.
"Oh, wouldn't you like to know." She began while pacing toward the side of Mileena's figure.
Mileena drew her sai taking an offensive stance. She was in no mood for Khameleon's mind games. "Obviously." Her figure stood pointing a sai to her face.
"You know that if you fight me, you will die no doubt." Khameleon didn't feel a need to draw a weapon but merely stood with a smug expression across her face despite the gray mask.
Mileena's opposite hand greeted Khameleon's jaw with an upper-cut.
The gray ninja crashed to the floor. She returned the favor with a floor-kick to Mileena's chest.
Her sai flew from her hands as a round-house kick impacted against the side of her face.
An object with a purple aura around it flew toward her neck, but she quickly rolled out of the way grasping a hold of the fallen sai. She brought her arm up thrusting a carbon-copy sai made of ice toward the gray clad one's chest.
The target tele-port into a blur reappearing above the purple adorned one with an aerial kick.
She brought her arms up crossing them at the wrists to counter the assault. That bought just enough time to side-kick the attacker in the solar-plexus.
The gray one flew back and back-flipped to a crouched position to reduce injury. She narrowed her opaque colored eyes to the standing opposer.
"I hear Shang Tsung recruited a new whore into your little group of assassins recently."
"Jealous it wasn't you?" Mileena held her sai in an offensive position.
Khameleon drew out a bladed fan and held it idly across her chest. "Oh please Mileena. I'd rather hang myself than be indebted to that idiot Tsung." She began to circle around Mileena's form.
The purple suited assassin kept her eyes on her every move. She began calculating a perfect striking point. A pause. She gripped the hilts of her sai slightly tighter. One thing about Khameleon Mileena knew all too well was the fact that she was arrogant. She made sure to use that to her advantage. "But you are indebted to someone, aren't you?"
Khameleon narrowed her eyes as her figure stopped just off to the side of her. "I might." Her tone was cool.
"You see Khameleon," She paused slightly. "That was your first mistake."
She went to make a move as if she was going to strike Khameleon's chest. Khameleon's stance moved slightly to the left and that was just what she had hoped for. The one sai hit into her fan preventing her from driving it toward her. With her other sai she curved her direction just enough so the weapon impaled the gray ninja's shoulder. The gray one let out a yell of pain.
"Your second mistake was thinking you could actually win against me. I on the other hand am indebted to no one, Shang Tsung especially. You can tell that to who ever sent you." Ice began to form around the sai as she pulled her weapons away. A carbon copy was left in place of the original. Mileena tele-ported away leaving Khameleon's figure to drop to the ground.
She knew if she pulled the weapon out now she wouldn't be able to stop the bleeding here. Her figure knelt cursing to herself. "This isn't over Mileena." She hissed to no one in particular. Her eyes were fierce and her figure tele-ported to a temporary retreat.