The Assignment

As opposed to last time, this time the purple beauty had an intention of where she wanted to end up. She was back at the castle, in the court yard to be exact. Luckily for her there weren't many others around but one figure did catch her attention. The figure of Kitana could be seen sitting on a bench off in the distance. Mileena let out an annoyed breath of air not up to dealing with her at the moment. With a turn of her boot she proceeded to walk into the palace as if she hadn't seen her at all. However, no further than the first corridor was she stopped by a tall figure.

"It's about time you came back." A gruff voice sneered through the teeth that were unmistakably of Tarkatan origin.

"General Baraka, how nice to see you." Her sarcasm didn't cease even so close to one of the most vicious warriors in Outworld.

"Where the hell have you been? Do you realize how long you've been gone for?" He practically dismissed her attitude continuing with his own irritation.

"Not your concern, not my problem." Mileena went to walk past the annoyance that conveniently stood in her way. She was in no mood for a confrontation from the likes of Baraka, especially.

He grabbed her by the arm practically growling to her. "The Emperor isn't happy."

"This concerns me, why?" She forcefully pulled her arm from his grasp.

"It SHOULD concern you!" He grabbed a hold of her arm again proceeding to grip it tighter. "Especially because the problem happens to be your sister, Kitana."

"Oh?" She momentarily ignored the fact he had his hand around her arm again. "The Golden Child actually did something wrong?"

"More than wrong, it's outright treacherous."

"Treacherous? I had no idea your vocabulary reached that high, Baraka."

"You're really pushing your luck."

"Am I? Hm, now are you going to continue to manhandle me, or are you going to tell me in detail what your definition of treacherous is?"

He narrowed his eyes as he pulled her closer to him. "She was spotted by one of the lower ranked officials conversing with the Earth realm's Chosen warrior, Liu Kang. Master Kahn has been looking for you. I suspect he wants you to spy on her."

"I see." She yanked her arm from his grip again. "Now, touch me again and I'll rip your fucking arm out of its socket."

This caused him to smirk. "Do you mean that like you meant it last night, babe?"

Mileena drew a sai and held it to his throat. "I mean it like I will fucking kill you." She narrowed her eyes. "One more thing Baraka." She got in his face clearly not afraid of him. "Don't call me babe." With those last words she backed off proceeding to walk off towards Shao Kahn's throne room.

Baraka stood grinning to himself. The Tarkatan was greatly amused by the attitude Mileena had towards him.

After a bit of walking she had finally managed to avoid living beings completely. Even though it was a short period of time she enjoyed it immensely. By now she had tucked her sai back into their respective hidden compartments and drifted off into her thoughts. This had been one of the longest days for her in a while. Though every day was usually long and uneventful. Even killing was getting boring. However, if Baraka was right this could mean things were about to get very interesting.

The guards and the large double doors marked the entrance to Kahn's throne room. She didn't even have to lift a finger to open them when the two men proceeded to open it for her. Shao Kahn was seated on his throne as usual adorning his usual morbid mask. She simply crossed her arms about her chest dead staring him.

"How nice of you to finally show, Mileena. I have an assignment for you specifically."

"Go on."

"Your sister has been spotted speaking with the Earth Warrior Liu Kang. I suspect treason may be a motive. I want you to spy on her for me."

"Shouldn't I simply kill her, instead of spying on her?" Although mostly sarcastic, the idea sparked much interest to her.

"NO! I want her brought to me if found guilty. I will find a suitable punishment for her. Am I clear?"

"Of course." Whether she was truly sincere in her response was uncertain. She made sure she damn well at least sounded like she was.

"You are dismissed."

She bowed her head before walking out. Things were indeed going to get very interesting.