In the center of Decon City laid a Japanese building. Inside that building housed the Lin Keui, the most deadly assassins in the world. Its grandmaster was an evil man. However, he had a kind face. He was of Asian descent, had short, black hair sharply cut, and wore traditional Lin Keui clothing. But his most striking feature was a long scar running down the right side of his face. It hadn't fully healed, but the man doubted it ever would. The scar was now a pink color, and ran from his forehead to his mouth. He was currently sitting in the middle of his room in the dojo, which was an actual dojo, unlike the Shaolin monks hotel.

He heard a knock at the door, and he said, "Come in."

One of the younger assassins, about nineteen or so, came in and spoke to Bi-Han. "We have captured some surviving Shirai Ryu."

Bi-Han stood up, and said, "Show me."

The younger man led Bi-Han down the dojo, into the holding cell were they keep the prisoners. He looked at the two men chained to the wall. He turned to the other man, and asked, "Why have they not been killed yet?"

The younger man spoke, "Well I-uh-Well, it's just-We thought you would want the honor."

"Did I not command every Shirai Ryu murdered instantly," asked Bi-Han. "And have you disobeyed that order?"

The younger man was about to speak, when Bi-Han punched him in the face. He turned to the other Lin Keui present, and said, "Let this be a lesson for all of you." He crouched down next to the man, who was begging for his life. Bi-Han grabbed his next, and pulled several times. On the third pull, the man's head was ripped off, as well as his spine. He held it up in the air, and said, "This is what will happen to you if you defy my orders, do you understand?"

Everyone nodded, but Bi-Han yelled, "Do you understand!?"

The other Lin Keui shouted, "Yes, grandmaster Bi-Han!"

Bi-Han grinned, and threw the head over his shoulder. He walked up to the cell, and spoke in the kindness of voices, and said, "I am not a monster, Shirai Ryu. When I slaughtered the clan, I was told by the Elder Gods to do so. They said do this, and ultimate power was yours. I didn't believe them, of course, but that doesn't mean I can have some fun. When I went to kill your clan, I specifically told my troops not to kill the children. They didn't listen, and I thought they shouldn't have all the fun. So, I kill your grandmaster's wife and child, personally. And after I made him witness the deaths of his family, I stabbed him."

The prisoner on the left shouted, "You're a monster!" Bi-Han grinned at that remark, and a blue mist began forming on his arms. He lifted his hands, and a ball began to form. The prisoner's eyes went wide, and he was about to shout something, when the ball shot towards the prisoner, and froze him solid. Bi-Han picked up a skull, and chucked it at the prisoner, breaking the frozen corpse into little ice shards.

He looked at the other prisoner and said, "You will not be able to die so quickly as your friend." He walked out of the room, grabbed the young man's head, and walked back to his room.

Scorpion awoke from his sleep. He was currently in Kenshi and Stryker's apartment, waiting for any news on Shang Tsung's whereabouts. He looked around the modest apartment, and got up. He walked over to the bathroom, and splashed water in his face. He looked in the mirror, and scowled at what he saw. He hated how his eyes no longer showed emotion. All they were were white. No color, no pupils, nothing. Yet how could he still see?

He felt a curse was put on him by the gods themselves. But he thought that was stupid. He didn't even believe in the gods. He lifted his shirt, and looked at his wound brought on by Bi-Han. He thought he killed me? He needs to think again. He grabbed his hoodie, put it on, and pulled the hood over his head, making sure to see, but not see his eyes. He looked around, and saw Kenshi fast asleep on his chair with his blindfold still on. Scorpion walked to the door, and as quietly as he could, walked out.

He looked around the small hallway, and went to the elevator. He pushed the down button, and waited. What the fuck is taking this so long thought Scorpion. When it finally reached his floor, two men came out. One was wearing NYPD body armor, the other was wearing ancient Shaolin clothing, and a hat with a razor sharp blade on it. He stopped in his tracks when the police officer whipped his gun out and pointed it at him.

A voice behind him said, "Going somewhere?"

He looked behind him and saw Kenshi with his arms crossed, and a smirk on his face. "You do realize the water woke me up, right," asked Kenshi.

Scorpion said, "I was just going to get some of my things."

"What kinda things," asked Stryker.

"Things I need for the tournament," replied Scorpion. "And who the fuck is this?"

"The name's Kung Lao," the drunken man slurred.

Scorpion rolled his eyes, although no one would be able to tell. He then continued to walk to the elevator, but was stopped by Kenshi. He looked back, and said, "Unless you want to lose that arm, I suggest letting go."

Kenshi replied, "I told Detective Briggs that I would watch you, so you don't get thrown in jail again. And Stryker, why did you bring Kung Lao here."

"He says he knows where Shang Tsung is," Strker replied. He looked over at Kung Lao, who was doing his best to stay up. "Although, I'm seriously doubting myself."

Scorpion then said, "Nobody gives a flying fuck. And Kenshi, if you're so goddamn worried about me, why don't you just come with? Trust me, I'm not going to kill anybody or rob any banks. I just need to get my gear."

Kenshi looked at the stone cold face of Scorpion. Clearly he was getting there one way or another. Kenshi rubbed his temples, and said, "Alright, you can get your shit. But I'm coming with you. Are we clear?"

Scorpion grinned and said, "Crystal."

Stryker then said, "Alright, while you two do that, I'm gonna put our guest here to bed. And then he's gonna take a shower."

Stryker got out of the elevator, while using his body as support for Kung Lao, and Kenshi and Scorpion got in. Scorpion pressed the GF button, and the elevator closed. Scorpion looked over to Kenshi and said, "You do realize I would've gotten there even if you didn't agree?" Kenshi nodded, and they continued to the ground floor.

Bi-Han was inside of a classy restaurant, eating as much as he could. After he cleaned his plate, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, and slowly got up. However, he was stopped when he saw a middle-aged man walked into the place. He smiled, and sat back down. The man came over, bowed, and sat down. He picked up a menu, and said, "It's been too long, Bi-Han."

Bi-Han grinned, and said, "It has Shang Tsung. Tell me, how are we doing in the running for me to be in your little... tournament?"

A waitress walked over, and asked the man, "Would you like anything?"

Shang Tsung replied, "I'll have the Filet Mignon." He looked over to Bi-Han, and continued, "You know that you are always in the tournament. However, I must tell you, you might have some competition this time, old friend."

Bi-Han handed the waitress his menu when he ordered the same thing, and said, "What kind of competition?"

Shang Tsung said, "Remember that Baraka fellow I took under my wing a few years ago?" Bi-Han nodded. Shang Tsung continued, "Well, he just killed the old actor Johnny Cage." Bi-Han raised an eyebrow at this, and Shang Tsung said, "After Baraka killed him, he came straight to me, and said he barely beat him. It took his blades to kill him. I don't know about you, old friend, but that's pretty impressive."

Bi-Han nodded, and said, "I just executed another Shirai Ryu dog. But, I also killed one of my own."

Shang Tsung leaned back in his chair, and said, "Tell me about it."

"He defied orders, so as I had to set an example for the others," replied Bi-Han. "So, tell me, who's all in the tournament?"

Shang Tsung took out a piece a paper, and handed it to Bi-Han. He traced his hand down the list, but stopped abruptly. He looked back at Shang Tsung, and asked, "What the fuck is this?"

Shang Tsung took the paper back and scanned it over. When he stopped, he looked back at Bi-Han, and said, "That's right, Bi-Han, he's still alive."

Bi-Han looked back at the waitress bringing their meals, and said, "Well, when the time comes, I'll just have to finish him off."

He got up, put a hundred dollar bill on the table, and left. When the waitress got there, she asked, "Where'd your friend go?"

Shang Tsung looked up, and said, "He has an appointment. Don't worry, I'll have his food."

Kenshi and Scorpion walked up to a bank. Scorpion looked around, making sure no one was following, and walked in. He looked at the person on the front counter, and asked, "Could I have Hanzo Hasashi's safety deposit box?"

The banker looked up, and said, "And you would be...?"

"Hanzo Hasashi."

The banker looked back at the computer and said, "I'm gonna need to see some identification, please."

Scorpion looked over at Kenshi, and back to the teller. He grinned, and said, "Alright. Here's my identification."

The banker looked up, and Scorpion pulled his hood off. The banker screamed, and said, "What the fuck is up with your eyes?"

Scorpion said, "Let's just say, I had a run in with the devil."

The banker nodded, and ran to the back. Kenshi looked at Scorpion, and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Scorpion looked at Kenshi and said, "I'll tell you later."

The banker came back and threw the box at Scorpion. Scorpion caught it, and walked back out. Kenshi took out a twenty and handed it to the banker. "Just don't tell anyone what you saw."

Kenshi ran after Scorpion, who was prying the top off of the box. When he finally got the top off, he look inside of it. Kenshi walked over, and asked, "What is it?"

Scorpion then pulled out his kunai with a rope attached to it, and said, "It's my baby."

Next time, on Mortal Kombat: Rebirth

The final stages to the tournament are being set.

A/N: Hoped you like it. And no, Bi-Han won't look the same as he did in that one shot in Rebirth. I'm gonna go with a more... klassic route. See what I did there? Anybody? No? Alright then.

EDIT: Yeah, I kinda described Kuai Liang's scar on his face because, in a later chapter, you will see how he got that scar. You probably already have an idea of who gave him that scar. And Kuai Liang won't be in this story. Maybe my next Mortal Kombat story will be about the more heroic Sub-Zero. This will be the antagonistic Sub-Zero.

Spino, out.