Mortal Kombat III
CHAPTER 12: T-BONE (CHANCE FURLONG)
Hello again, fellow FanFiction writers and fans! Enjoying the holidays so far? After so long, I'm going to finish the rest of the story ASAP—hopefully before Christmas. So, to start the story up again, I'm going to introduce everyone's favorite feline duo who'll make their first official appearances, followed by the official non-canon changes I've been talking about (with emphasis on the "non-canon").
But I digress. Enjoy the story everyone, and happy holidays!
"Incoming!"
In Earthrealm (specifically New York), soldiers in tanks and helicopters tried their best to thwart the attacking Outworlders. On top of a building watching the events unfold were NYPD officers Chance "T-Bone" Furlong and his partner Jake "Razor" Clawson.
T-Bone counted the advancing enemies. "Fifteen . . . sixteen . . . seventeen . . . eighteen." He then turned to his partner. "Razor, call it in."
Razor then grabbed his radio. "Base. Eagle Two. We count eighteen. One-eight bogies. Southbound on Olympic."
Someone from Base responded. "Roger that."
"Eagle Two out." After turning his radio off, Razor turned to his partner. "It cannot be happening. Not what I was thinking when I swore to protect and serve."
"What is that?" T-Bone asked as he looked down the side of the building they were on, noticing Randall Boggs climbing up to them.
Razor had an uneasy tone in his voice. "I'm thinking shoot first, ask questions later."
"Fine with me."
T-Bone and Razor shot at the green-clad monster, but the latter dodged each of the Kat officers' bullets before jumping up into the air and landing behind them.
As the two officers faced the new reptilian threat, Randall made a hissing sound as he removed the mask covering his mouth.
"Pistols!" ordered T-Bone.
As T-Bone and Razor attempted to shoot him again, Randall released a green gaseous shield that prevented the bullets from hitting him.
Once the officers stopped firing, the monster used his tongue like a whip to knock Razor off his feet. Foreseeing the attempted strike from Randall, T-Bone managed to parry from the attack.
"That's enough!" exclaimed the larger yellow-furred Kat. "It's just you and me, ugly!"
After dodging Randall's acid spit, slime orbs, and his punches, T-Bone took out his Taser and shocked his adversary, followed by a low strike to the monster's feet with a billy club. Whipping his pistol out again and aiming at the off-screen Zaterran . . .
Bang! Bang!
T-Bone fired a couple shots and (as the camera panned over to Randall) the Zaterran wheezed as he held his chest with both hands and slumped to the ground.
"Huh! Spitting? Sticking out your tongue?" T-Bone taunted. "Bet your mama was real proud."
Hearing the sound of groaning, the larger officer faced Razor, slowly recuperating.
"C'mon—" announced T-Bone as he helped his partner up—"we're going street-level. We've been compromised."
Razor protested. "It ain't safe down there."
"Better there than here."
With the argument settled, the thinner officer reluctantly followed.
From inside the lowest level of the building they were in, T-Bone and Razor watched as their fellow comrades retreated.
"Fall back! Fall back!"
As they wondered why, the two officers found the answer in the form of a giant monster lumbering after their comrades.
It was then that Razor noticed something standing out from the gray rubble—or someone, to be precise, in purplish-pink attire—VICKY.
"Hey T-Bone—check her out!" whispered Razor. "Whaddya think? Friend or foe?"
T-Bone firmly nodded his head once. "Foe."
"Dressed in that color?"
"Definitely foe. . . . Cover me."
With that said, T-Bone went out to confront Vicky, keeping his weapon ready.
Soon T-Bone found himself face-to-face with the veiled abomination. "Hey, what're you doing out here?"
In response, Vicky cackled evilly as she pulled her veil down for a moment to reveal her ghastly Tarkatan fangs. "Looking for a new playmate!"
After shuddering from the inside, the larger officer dodged the re-veiled Vicky's sais before attempting to rush her; it only proved to be in vain as the abomination jumped out of the way. However, being an exceptional officer of the NYPD, T-Bone improvised by rolling over to Vicky and slamming her to the ground before shining his light into her eyes, striking the top and side of her head with his billy club, and finally tasing her under the chin, incapacitating the abomination.
"Busted!" exclaimed T-Bone.
At that moment, Flash the Sloth appeared from beneath the lower corner of the screen, laughing in his Sloth laugh. "HA . . . HA . . . HA."
As Flash disappeared, T-Bone was confused for only a second or two before looking back at Vicky and becoming serious. "You're coming with me."
However, as the officer approached his defeated enemy, he was interrupted by a swooping Dragon that he just dodged in the nick of time. Distracted for a brief moment, T-Bone found himself facing a snarling enraged Vicky, but much to his surprise (and his relief), a bolt of lightning hit the abomination and knocked her out into unconsciousness.
The source of the lightning bolt came from none other than Samurai Jack, the Thunder God landing on the ground with ease.
"Who . . . who are you?" stammered the baffled officer.
Before he could answer, the Thunder God grunted in pain as he held the side of his head.
"You all right?" asked T-Bone.
Soon the two heroes heard the sound of roaring and followed it to the other bridge. What was going on from there? Ron fighting a losing battle against Motaro. Samurai Jack then flew over to his ally's aid.
"Ron Stoppable fighting a giant monster!? What is it, Time Smashers!?" asked T-Bone in disbelief.
The larger Kat officer watched as Samurai Jack struck Motaro in the chest with a bolt of lightning before tackling the Centaur while busting a hole in the bridge in the process.
"That guy just shot lightning. From his hands. How'd he do that?" inquired Razor as he appeared from off-screen.
T-Bone was just as confused as his comrade. "No idea."
"RAAAAAAAWWWWWWRRRRR!" roared someone or something from off-screen. Turning toward the roaring, the Kat officers faced Pete.
"Spread out—" commanded the larger officer— "give 'im multiple targets."
Doing as his comrade said, Razor concentrated on the growling Pete's left flank, but the striped Shokan blew out a fireball, sending the off-guard smaller NYPD officer sailing.
"Earthrealmers—" sneered Pete— "less ugly when they burn."
As the two adversaries crouched into their fighting stances, Pete was the first to strike by jumping up high into the air. Fortunately for T-Bone, seeing the striped Shokan coming down again, he rolled out of the way.
Seeing the opportunity, the larger Kat officer used his billy club to knock Pete off his feet before jumping to the other side of the latter and performing the same final strike he used on Vicky earlier.
"Busted!" T-Bone exclaimed again. He then looked at his hands in amazement. "Never knew I had it in me. . . ."
The larger Kat then heard the sound of groaning and followed it to his (off-screen) comrade.
"Razor!" exclaimed T-Bone in concern before pulling out his radio. "Base! Eagle Two!"
The same voice from Base responded. "Go Eagle Two."
"Need Medevac. Current position. Razor is down. Third-degree burns."
While the larger Kat was busy with speaking to Base, Shere Khan approached him.
The speaker from Base responded again. "Medevac unit routing to you. ETA ten minutes."
Shere Khan used his telekinesis to pick T-Bone up.
"What the—!?" exclaimed the larger officer in surprise.
"Say again?" asked Base before hearing T-Bone groan in pain. "Eagle Two, report! Eagle Two!"
Shere Khan then threw T-Bone down into the subway station.
T-Bone slowly picked himself up as the hooded red-clad Outworlder floated down toward his new quarry.
Shere Khan narrowed his eyes. "The emperor will have your soul."
"Yeah?" dared T-Bone. "Come and get it!"
After a series of blocking punches from his enemy (and vice-versa) T-Bone took the opportunity to drop down to the floor and perform a low spin attack, knocking Shere Khan off his feet and ending the fight.
Due to the exhaustion from the fight (and the dull pain still lingering from earlier) the larger Kat officer breathed in heavily. "I think I'll be keeping my soul."
It was then that a male voice came from off-screen. "I have been searching for you, Chance Furlong."
The camera panned over to Tarzan, on the top of the escalators.
"Well you found me!" growled T-Bone as he raised his pistol at the shaman. "First of all: I prefer 'T-Bone.' Second of all: Who are you?"
Despite being threatened with a gun, the shaman remained calm as he answered. "I am Tarzan. Samurai Jack is gathering Earth's defenders. You are among them."
"What the heck are you talking about!?"
"Samurai Jack leads Earth's defense against these Outworld invaders. He is our best hope for survival."
"Yeah, well. 'Earth's Defender' is about ten steps above my pay grade."
"I see you doubt yourself, even after your victories. Come."
T-Bone kept his pistol aimed at Tarzan for a moment before cautiously letting it down and following the aforementioned shaman.
As the two Earthrealm heroes approached the spot Razor was, T-Bone was baffled to see that he was gone.
"What?" inquired the larger officer. "Where is he? Medevac hasn't been here."
Tarzan looked thoughtful. "Perhaps he has gone to find help."
"Naw. He was way too banged up. Someone took him."
And on that note, the two Earthrealmers pondered on their injured ally's whereabouts.
That's not good. What happened to Razor? What of his condition? And who could have taken him? All these questions and more will be answered soon!
(P.S.: Again, I just wrote the above for dramatic effect.)