Mortal Kombat II
CHAPTER 6: BOOG

At the Shaolin Temple, monks sat down awaiting for their Mortal Kombat champion Omi to step forward. In the audience were his friends Timmy Turner, Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable (now wearing his tuxedo and his signature shades hooked onto his dress shirt), and Boog, all four of them excited for their little friend. Even the blind warrior Fillmore was there in the back with the other monks.

As Omi faced and bowed his head to his mentors Po and Samurai Jack, the Thunder God presented the Shaolin warrior the Mortal Kombat Tournament medal before slipping it over his head. Behind Omi, his friends and the Shaolin monks applauded him.

Later that night, the Earthrealm heroes and the monks were celebrating—all except Samurai Jack and Boog, who was conversing with the Thunder God while munching away on a chocolate Woo-Hoo Bar.

A confused Samurai Jack stared at his still-cracking amulet. "I do not understand why my amulet is further damaged." He then placed the amulet back on his robe. "'He must win.' . . . If not Omi, then who?"

Boog shrugged in just as equal confusion. "You got me." The S.F. major then took another bite out of his candy bar. "Not sure anyone coulda done what he did. Made Walter Wolf look like a chump."

As Boog was talking, an unknown figure was walking up to him and the Thunder God. However, the unknown figure looked familiar somehow.

Samurai Jack felt the stranger's presence. "Here to congratulate us on our victory, sorcerer?"

"What?" said Boog confusedly. Then then recognized the "sorcerer" the Thunder God called him before standing up. "Walter Wolf!?"

Without even a smirk, Samurai Jack spoke to Walter slyly. "You have revitalized, I see. I didn't realize your master was in the habit of rewarding failure."

Walter, now much younger (at least about half the age he looked previously), spoke in a sneaky voice without any huskiness in it. "The emperor has an offer, Samurai Jack. A new tournament."

"Pfft!" Samurai Jack folded his arms across his chest. "I see no reason to participate in any plan of yours."

"The emperor proposes a single tournament," continued Walter, grinning sneakily with real teeth, "to replace the current system of ten. It will be held in Outworld. If Earthrealm does not win, Outworld will absorb it. But if Earthrealm wins, Aku will abandon his claim to it . . . forever."

Samurai Jack and Boog glared at Walter for a moment before turning away, with the Thunder God waving his hand in dismiss. "Give your emperor my regards."

Still wearing that same evil grin, Walter conjured fiery-looking dark magic from both hands, opening a portal. Running out of the portal was a massive horde of Tarkatan.

"Kill them all!" yelled a vicious-sounding Tarkatan voice. Samurai Jack gritted his teeth in anger at the sight of it before engaging in a fight against Walter. As for Boog himself, he jumped over the railing to go save his friends.

With his game-face on, Boog ran into the horde, punching a random Tarkatan in the face and sending the evil Outworld denizen sprawled on the ground. He then scuffled briefly with another one before head-butting the bloodthirsty being. As a third Tarkatan grabbed the major, Boog threw him over his shoulder before punching him in the face, kneeing him in the gut, and threw him to the ground, and stomped on his chest.

It was then that a fourth Tarkatan ran up to Boog and punched the major in the face, followed by a fifth cohort of villainy before Boog got kicked to the ground, surrounded by the two Tarkatan plus another one before stomping his foot down. All then went black.

A faint voice that sounded like Samurai Jack's slowly grew louder as Boog slowly came to. "He gained a momentary advantage during our kombat and escaped. I now realize what we must do."

Seeing the aforementioned Thunder God, a shade-less Ron leaning over him, and the temple in ruins, Boog picked himself up slowly. "Anybody get the number o' that truck? . . . Wait, where's Kim?"

Samurai Jack informed him, "Walter Wolf has taken her."

The major got up with determination. "We gotta find her!"

"We must follow them!" chimed Timmy with equal determination, if not more.

The Thunder God raised a hand in an attempt to calm down Timmy. "Walter has made it clear that Earthrealm will be under constant threat unless I agree to a new tournament."

Right at that moment, Samurai Jack had foreseen another vision: It was Omi again, only with a raised fist, and Aku with a hole in his chest.

"Another vision?" asked Boog.

After the Thunder God refocused on his allies, he nodded. "Yes. I saw Omi win the proposed tournament. I believe we must attend." Then he focused on the aforementioned Shaolin warrior. "But my earlier vision, of your victory over Walter, was not the solution I sought. Therefore the premonition must show an event I need to change. . . . Perhaps 'he must win' refers to another."

Samurai Jack then looked to the sky and called out. "Here me, Elder Gods! I accept the terms proposed by Aku!"

A gold aura encircled Samurai Jack, Boog, Ron, Omi, and Timmy before it faded.

The Thunder God stated boldly, "We go to Outworld."

Meanwhile, back in Outworld and back in Aku's throne room, with Francis, Mary Melody, Kimiko Tohomiko, Ms. Rubella Mucus, and Walter Wolf present. Francis handed the evil emperor what looked to be a medallion with the Yin-Yang symbol in the middle of it.

As Aku held it up to the light, he grinned sinisterly before handing it back to the Shokan aristocrat. (A/N: Whoa, I bet you'll never see another FanFic showing Francis of FOP being royal/aristocratic.)

Behind Francis was Dag and his fellow cutthroat Tarkatan brethren.

A very miniscule distance away from the group of Outworlders stood Boog, Samurai Jack, and Ron (now back to being shade-clad and shirtless).

The S.F. major squinted one eye. "I assume that's the Big Man himself."

"What, that Dragon-headed . . . shadow . . . whatever-he-is?" asked Ron, before turning to the Thunder God. "And why aren't the Kung Fu Twins here helping us?"

Samurai Jack answered the cocky actor. "I sent Omi and Timmy Turner to free their Shaolin masters. I expected Kim Possible to be here with Walter Wolf."

Boog growled angrily as he marched over to the Outworlders. "She better not have a scratch on her."

"Wait! It is a tournament!"

"Ah," said Walter slyly, "the Earthrealm delegation has arrived. And we have a volunteer for first Kombat."

Boog stopped in his tracks. "What?"

"The tournament will begin!" loudly announced Aku.

At that, the Tarkatan horde applauded with the sound of bloodlust.

"Boog," said Walter, "you will face . . . Dag!"

As his fellow cohorts rooted for him, Dag the Tarkatan general faced the Special Forces major, unsheathing his blades from his arms.

Boog's nose wrinkled in disgust. "Dang, you ugly."

"My blades will find your heart!" snarled Dag.

The Tarkatan general was the first to attempt a strike with his blade charge, but Boog was able parry quickly away from it. As the Special Forces general got behind Dag, the former executed his dash punch move.

Recovering from that, Dag attempted to execute his chop-chop move, but Boog had other ideas as he pounded his fist into the floor and sent the howling Tarkatan general flying.

"Gotcha!" exclaimed Boog as he grabbed Dag in midair before throwing him to the floor. And for extra good measure, the Special Forces major grabbed the Tarkatan again and threw him over his back, a cracking sound being heard from the latter's spine, before being thrown to the floor yet again.

"Behold! The mighty Grizzly!" Boog shouted triumphantly before looking down at the defeated Dag, with a shake of his head in half-false-pity, half-false-disapproval. "You shouldn't be runnin' with those."

As the hateful Tarkatan general picked himself up off the floor, Boog angrily walked up to Walter, pointing a claw at him. "Where's Kim?"

The rejuvenated greedy sorcerer just looked back at him with half-closed eyes that looked as shrewd as his smirk looked smart-aleck . "Tell me, Major Boog. . . . Do you and she do anything other than rescue one another? I would've never guessed from the start, all things considered."

A growl rose from a glowering Boog's throat as Walter spoke, Aku smirked, and the Tarkatan horde laughed at the aforementioned sorcerer's snide comment.

It was then that Randall Boggs walked in as Walter started speaking, "Your next opponent will be—"

"Psst!" whispered the Zaterran through his mask.

"What is it?" asked Walter in annoyance.

Randall then whispered something inaudible in Walter's ear.

The annoyed look on the sorcerer's face was now replaced with an evil smirk. "Excellent." Walter then redirected his attention on everyone else. "It seems I have a pressing matter to attend to. With the emperor's permission, we will reconvene later."

With a motion of his hand, Aku allowed Randall and Walter to leave, along with himself and the Tarkatan horde; Kimiko and her friend Mary followed afterward after a second of suspicion.

"What was that all about?" asked Boog as he redirected his attention on his two allies. "I think we should follow him."

With two fingers on his temple, Samurai Jack had another vision: He could see Kim with fettered arms.

And with that, the vision disappeared.

"You okay?" asked Boog.

The Thunder God redirected his attention on the S.F. major. "Kim Possible . . . she is to be executed. My powers are compromised here in Outworld, but I will transport us near enough to her."

And off they went.

Samurai Jack, Ron, and Boog were now down in the Armory, with molten metal churning in a vat and running down a makeshift "waterfall" behind them.

"Maybe we can try for even nearer next time?" shrugged Ron. "Where are we?"

The Thunder God's patience was starting to grow thin. "I will inform you the instant I know."

Boog looked at the readers temporarily. "Yeah, we know what the writer just wrote down. We're supposed to pretend to not know—it's what movie stars do." Boog then went back to the storyline, tinkering around with the tracking system on his wrist before he groaned in annoyance. "Wish the dang tracking device worked in here."

"You know, it's just like my movie Time Smashers—" the actor began conversing with the Special Forces major—"we were going around—"

"Give it a rest, will ya? Making my ears hurt."

It only took a second before Ron started talking again. "So what's the deal with you and Kim, anyway? She's smoking hot!"

Boog looked up at the cocky actor with a squinted eye. "It's not like that. I'm her C.O."

"Honey like that, under my command? Oh, I'd be so—"

"You'll wanna stop talking now." Boog's voice was starting to sound real dangerous.

". . . But if it's not like that, then you won't mind if I—"

"That's it—time somebody shut you up, pal!"

There wasn't much of a scuffle, considering Boog performed his dash punch move and sent Ron flying, with the actor groaning and clutching his gut.

Boog smirked with his ams folded across his chest. "How you like that, Mr. A-List?"

"Enough!" commanded Samurai Jack. "Boog, you will restrain yourself."

With a frown, Boog cocked an eyebrow as he pointed at the downed cocky actor. "Yeah well, I—"

The Thunder God rose his hand. ". . . Someone approaches."

"Good!" glared the S.F. major. "Maybe somebody else needs their butt whooped."

It was then that Mary Melody appeared.

"You lookin' for somethin'?" asked Boog as he walked over to Mary.

The princess's green-clad bodyguard/sister figure glared before getting into a fighting stance. "The Armory is restricted. You will leave now."

"You're gonna have to ask nicer than that."

The two then started to fight, with Mary using her staff and Boog blocking it with his arms.

Mary then jumped in the air and struck Boog over the head with her staff, but the S.F. major recuperated after a moment and shook it off, much to the green-clad Kombatant's surprise. Boog then pounded a fist into the floor about three times, sending Mary flying each time. Jumping back up, she grabbed one of her boomerangs and threw it at Boog, but the latter dodged in time when she first threw it, and ducked in time again as the boomerang came back (only to lose about a quarter of an inch of some of his hairs). Mary jumped in the air again, but Boog knew what she was about to do next before grabbing her foot.

"Gotcha!" exclaimed the Special Forces major before throwing his attacker to the floor, leaving her unconscious and ending the fight. "Wrong place, wrong time, girl."

"Feel better?" asked Ron after recuperating during the events.

Boog then started to feel awkwardly sheepish. "Uh, listen, Stoppable, I—"

The cocky actor just shrugged. "Don't worry about it. . . . Guess we know where we are now, thanks to her." (In reference to Mary Melody.)

"Yes," stated Samurai Jack, "and where we must go." The Thunder God then walked away.

Boog started to wear his game face as he followed. "Let's do it."

Ron was confused. "Um—um—"

"C'mon, Stoppable."

The cocky actor just shrugged before catching up with the rest of his allies.

Down in the Dead Pool, a group of executioners were playing some kind of dice game, while Kim was tied up, looking annoyed, with Ms. Mucus standing by her.

"What is it with you Shokan and underground cesspools?" glared the Special Forces lieutenant. "'Cause really—it's so not the drama."

Ms. Mucus snorted without any kind of emotion, but still wore that angry look on her face. "If you had not dishonored yerself by attemptin' escape, we would not be here in this sewer."

In deadpan anger, Kim focused her attention on the readers. "Ask a silly question, get a silly answer."

Ron, Samurai Jack, and Boog arrived in time.

"Kim!" called the cocky actor with his hands cupped around his mouth.

That got the executioners' attentions.

"Guards! Stop them!" curtly commanded the female Shokan.

The executioners stood ready.

Boog squinted an eye as he looked at Ron. "So much for the surprise attack. . . ."

The door behind them closed as the three heroes and the group of executioners charged at the other opposing group.

As Samurai Jack and Ron took fighting stances, Boog faced the leading masked executioner and ducked out the way of the latter's heavy staff. The S.F. major then grabbed it from the executioner and smacked him out of the way before he disappeared into the pool of acid.

Dropping the staff, Boog took a running start and jumped over the rest of the executioners before they were engaged into fighting the cocky actor and the Thunder God.

Ms. Mucus got into a fighting stance. "She is thuh emperor's property, Earthrealmer!"

Boog then went fisticuff. "She's nobody's property!"

Ms. Mucus jumped high in the air. Boog followed suit moving slightly backward from her before pound-driving her in the back.

The female Shokan then grabbed the Special Forces major with her two lower arms before attempting to punch him in the face with her two top arms, but Boog dodged each one before head-butting her.

Free again, Boog grabbed Ms. Mucus by her red leotard and punched her a couple times in the face, each one forcing her face to sink into her head in a cartoonish way.

As she pulled her face back out, the female Shokan roared before stomping her foot hard, forcing her enemy to fly in the air. However, Boog was able to compromise for the S.F. major pound-drove her in the head before finally defeating her the same way he defeated Dag earlier.

Relaxing, Boog raised his eyebrows as he looked at the unconscious female Shokan. "I guess extra arms don't make a difference." He then walked over to the fettered Kim with relieved happiness.

Kim couldn't help but smirk. "You sure have away with girls."

Boog shrugged before taking her off the hook she was hanging from and cutting the rope around her. "You know me. I'm a class act."

Kim then rubbed her arms, getting the circulation back in them. "Thanks. What took you so long?"

As he and Samurai Jack met up with them, Ron smirked jokingly. "He was busy hitting me in the face."

As all four were smirking at the actor's joke, Kim heard a beeping from her wrist-comm before checking it. "That's weird. . . . I've got two sets of readings . . . heavy tech signals, both of them."

Samurai Jack folded his arms across his chest musingly. "Technology. . . . Then they cannot be of Outworld. We need to confront the source of each signal. We might discover the one whose victory I must insure."

"Wait. What about us? What are we? Chopped liver?" asked Ron with a raised eyebrow under his shades.

Samurai Jack just stared at him.

"What?"

The Thunder God considered. "Perhaps you are right, Ron Stoppable. You will stay close to me."

"Well, I was considering maybe—"

Samurai Jack raised his hand. "Close as a shadow, and twice as silent."

"Kim, you're with me—" said Boog as he pointed to himself with a thumb—"I'm keepin' my eye on you." The S.F. major then looked to the Thunder God before showing him the coordinates. "Samurai Jack, looks like you'll wanna transport yourself about thirty clicks that way."

Also, I forgot to write down that in the Dead Pool, the victim literally disappears into it, so no blood/gore is shown—just to let you know I'm still keeping the story as K+ as possible.