Kano was sitting at large red, and black table at the underground night club he had met Kenshi at just a few days prior. Lights were spinning all around the room, and the thundering sound of dubstep music was echoing off of the walls surrounding the inside of the establishment. The dance floor just underneath the lower balcony was incredibly crowded with dozens of people dancing to the sounds that were produced by a live DJ that had arrived to put on a magnificent show. Lights of red, and green were flashing below off of the partying civilians. Kano was enjoying the sounds, and the environment tremendously. This was his type of place. He always enjoyed the party scene, and as he sat at the table placed upon the upper balcony, all he could think about were all of the times he, and Kabal used to party like there was no tomorrow. Kano would usually get loaded up on anything he could get his hands on, and get into brawls with the toughest guys in town, while Kabal was usually the only one sober enough to actually fight off all of them. Kano laughed at the mental images of the times he had to be carried out of the clubs by Kabal, who was usually bitching about how much he was pissed at Kano for ruining his chances of scoring with one of the guy's girls by getting into the fights, resulting in them getting kicked out. They were usually underage during those times as well, but having connections to a guild such as the Black Dragon meant that they had pretty much a free pass at any club they went to. Now Kano sat thinking about how they both were now finally old enough to go anywhere legally, but the only thing stopping them was the fact that Kabal was locked away in a maximum security prison, in Special Forces custody. The thoughts depressed him greatly. He'd give anything to have Kabal sitting across the table in front of him, to have them both being their normal selves, laughing, drinking, and bickering between themselves, but Kano had a strong sense of doubt that things would ever go back that way.
Kano feared that the death of Kabal's brother had driven him insane. He didn't know if Kabal would ever be able to laugh again, or even if he cared to laugh anymore. He hadn't seen Kabal since the tournament, and he was severely missing his best friend in this entire world. In a way Kabal was what held Kano together. Whenever Kano had issues with anything the one person who had his back without a trace of doubt was Kabal. He was the first person Kano would go to for advice when Kano had issues with his father, or when Kano's grandfather died. Kano was missing Kabal's advice very much. He needed him the most in this very moment. Kano was the new leader of the Black Dragon, and with the war against the Red Dragon reaching it's boiling point with all of the Black Dragon being hunted down, and Outworld's soon to be invasion of Earth, Kano was believing that he could be the last leader of the Black Dragon, and the worst one at that. As Kano continued to think to himself, he was interrupted by the red headed, teenage waitress Kira, who was standing beside him with a small tray of alcohol.
"Kano!, Hello!, Kano!" She yelled over the loud music that was almost drowning her voice out completely. After just slightly hearing her voice, Kano snapped out of his thoughts with a slight jump. He turned his head to look up at her, as she placed the tray down onto the table gently.
"Sorry love, I was daydreaming." Kano replied as he began to pull his wallet out of his brown leather jacket.
"Let me guess, the dream involved you, and a crap ton of hundred dollar bills?" She asked with a smirk, as Kano placed a single bill in his hand, before putting away his wallet.
"You bet your sweet ass it did!" Kano lied enthusiastically, as he handed Kira a single hundred dollar bill with a wide smile on his face. Kira looked at the hundred dollar bill in shock as that was way above the fifty dollars Kano had usually given her.
"What did I say about giving me so much Kano? You don't need to do that!" She yelled over the music again, as she tried to return Kano's hundred dollar bill, which Kano ignored by grabbing a mug of warm vodka, and taking a few sips.
"What's wrong with giving somebody just a little taste of the hundred dollar dream?" Kano asked slyly after taking another sip of his vodka. Kira's face formed a small smile, and she reluctantly placed the hundred dollar bill into a pocket within her all black outfit.
"If you want to make a little more than that, I'd happily tip you if you could manage to grab a hold of a few of those Bloody Sundays that Jim refuses to put back on the menu." Kano sneered as he finished his first vodka. Before Kira could speak, Kano felt a slight vibration from within a pocket on his brown leather jacket. He reached for the vibration, and pulled out his white colored cell phone. The name upon the screen read "Teaspoon". After seeing Kano preform these actions Kira backed away from the table, and turned around to head back down the flight of stairs that led to the lower level of the night club. After she had left Kano's sights, Kano held the phone closely to the side of his face, and answered.
"You got me." He said as he grabbed his second mug, and then proceeded to drink.
"Yeah Kano, I've got a report on the Red Dragon scouts that you wanted me to watch. They haven't been patrolling the city for a few hours. I haven't seen any sign of them since about six. They never call back their scouts unless they're about to attack. They could be moving out for an attack on the Dragon Tooth bar." A deep voice through the phone reported. Kano's eyes grew wide after hearing this report. Was the Red Dragon already ready to make such a bold attack on the Black Dragon hold? This was totally unexpected.
"Dammit! Alright Jarek, I need you to call Tasia, and tell her to get the boys ready to go to war! Lock down all the doors, and place some snipers on the roof, and shoot down any thugs you see! Tell her to call Jackson Briggs as well, and see if we can catch them from behind!" Kano spoke hurriedly through the phone.
"I gotcha boss. I'll call Tasia right now." Jarek spoke showing that he understood Kano's commands.
"Wait, know that if anything happens to Tasia, that you're the second in command mate, if things get too bad retreat to the Special Forces HQ. That'll be the safest place for the group!" Kano demanded quickly.
"If you get a chance call me back, and let me know what all they're packing!" Kano unintentionally shouted. Kano could immediately sense the nervousness in Jarek's breath at this point.
"Alright." He replied to Kano's orders. With this Jarek hung up the phone. Kano was so angry about his current situation that he slammed his phone down onto the table almost shattering it in the process. He could do nothing, and he was feeling absolutely worthless. He was stuck behind the safety of the night club walls, his position unknown to any Red Dragon member, while his entire organization was caught almost leaderless at the Dragon Tooth. His self doubting thoughts crept in. What kind of pathetic excuse for a leader was he? Every time his father told him he wasn't ready for the mantle he usually shrugged it off as his old man just being stubborn, but maybe he was right the whole time? Maybe Kano wasn't ready for such a big task like what this called for? Kano had to get a breath of fresh air. The walls that held his safety, were beginning to also cause him to feel incredibly claustrophobic. He quickly stood up from the table he had been sitting at, and eventually made his way to a door that was located in the back of the upper level floor. He forced the door open, and quickly leaned himself up against a solid rail that stopped people from falling off of the nightclub's upper balcony. He was all alone out there, and from there he had a great view of the entire New York City skyline. The dark clouds, and the distant sounds of thunder signaled the fact that rain would begin to be falling shortly. Perhaps a very bad storm. The wind had picked up, and was pushing Kano's recently dyed black hair all around. He could breathe easy out here. It was almost peaceful. Kano often enjoyed the view that the city brought. It always seemed to relax him. The last time Kano could enjoy the city sights like he was now was back a few weeks prior where he, and Kabal took a breather after fighting off the Red Dragon at the giveaway. Kano still found that he had a mug in his grasp, and noticing that he had it still inspired him to lean against the brick wall by the balcony door. He slid all the way down, until he was seated upon the concrete flooring. He stared at the lights, and signs of the outside world. A world he hadn't seen in what felt like ages. Kano sat down reflecting on everything that had happened to him, and everything that could still happen to him.
Things would have been so much easier had Raiden been there. Kano was sincerely shocked that Raiden hadn't returned with any news or updates about Shao Kahn's invasion. The last time Kano saw him he, Kenshi, and Raiden were all speaking about what would be unfolding in the coming weeks. Raiden took Kung Lao's body back to the White Lotus temple, and that was the last time he knew anything about him. Kano had sent letters to the temple, asking for Raiden, but nobody ever replied. Kano felt he had to step up. If Kano's one thing, then it's a survivor. Kano would never submit to anybody, and he'd be damned if he was going to surrender to Shao Kahn without a fight! He took the initiative of contacting the remaining survivors of the tournament. He knew they would be the best chance at keeping Earth whole. He had succeeded in getting into direct contact with most of the survivors as well. Kenshi had arrived just days after receiving his letter, due to the alliance forged by his father, Kano had met with Jackson Briggs, and Sonya Blade, and he successfully gained the assistance of the Special Forces. The only two he hasn't directly met is Johnny Cage, and Kabal. He hadn't heard a word from either of them, and hoped that they haven't just given up on this invasion all together. Kano dug deep into his pant's pockets, and pulled out a pack of menthol cigarettes. He pulled out a single one, and stuck it in his mouth. He also pulled out a zip o lighter, and lit up his cigarette quickly. He inhaled deeply, and breathed out a big cloud of smoke. If anyone saw him right now, they'd no doubt ask him what's wrong. Kano was never usually this stressed, and this lost in his thoughts. He was always confident in anything he did, and usually never feared the results of his actions, but now was different. The tournament, the incarceration of his best friend, the one person that always cheered him up being gone, locked away and helpless, the struggles that come with being the leader of a smuggling operation, and Shao Kahn's pending invasion had changed him lately. He damn near felt like a whole other person at times. Given everything that's happening I guess it's understandable. Any of this would drive almost anybody to complete insanity, but not Kano, no Kano was, is, and will forever be a survivor. He believed nothing would ever change that, nothing. As Kano alternated between drinking his vodka, and smoking his cigarette his phone began vibrating once again. He held it to his face to read that Jarek was calling him yet again. Without hesitation Kano flicked his cigarette over the balcony rail, and held the phone to his ear as he answered.
"How many are you dealing with? Are they packing an army?" Kano asked impatiently, before Jarek could even speak.
"Kano you need to get out of there now!" Jarek's voice yelled through the phone.
"Why what the fuck's going on?" Kano asked as he finished gulped down the rest of his mug of vodka in one swig.
"They aren't coming at us! Two black limos drove right past the bar!" Jarek shouted through the phone. Kano was honestly quite ecstatic to hear this news.
"Take a chill pill mate. If they're not hitting the bar then everything's going to be peachy for now. They're probably heading out for a pickup, or a delivery." Kano replied with a relaxed smile. After saying this Kano stood up sort of wobbly from his sitting position. He was feeling slightly buzzed from his three drinks of vodka.
"No Kano, you need to get out of there! The scouts haven't returned to their posts. From all of the evidence that I've gathered it shows that they've always made an attack when the scouts are called from their positions!" Jarek warned with a great amount of worry in his deep voice.
"Relax, this is the last time I'll tell you this. Listen, you're stressing too hard bud. They have no idea where I'm at, unless somebodies betrayed us, and we both know that's not likely. Like I said they're just going to a pickup, maybe they plan on shooting down the sorry son's of bitches who are selling em' their weapons." Kano spoke as he was increasingly getting annoyed by Jarek's worrisome expressiveness. After finishing his statement, Kano shifted his gaze out back at the city. What he saw next froze both his body, and mind in a trance of shock. Two identically long, black, and tinted limos were speeding down the path leading to the nightclub. They blazed so fast, that Kano could only make them out in blurs. Kano watched as the first limo swerved towards the homeless people that surrounded a burning trashcan. Kano heard their terrified screams as the limo charged right into them. As the limo made impact with the homeless, they also slammed into the trashcan, causing a loud thud, and sparks of flames to erupt around the area. The second limo skidded past the first limo, and crashed into the nightclub entrance. Rubble created from the collision flew everywhere. Bricks, and wood scattered the brick flooring. The club's entrance was completely destroyed, and the shouts of horror from the partying residence within could be heard as remains of the entrance crumbled to the ground. Kano quickly snapped out of his shocked state, and realized what was happening. They found him! He was royally screwed! Kano pressed himself against the guard rail, and crouched. He leaned his head over the rail suddenly to see dozens, upon dozens of armed thugs exiting the two limos. They were dressed in all black suits, and they each had black mouth covers wrapped to their faces.
"Go in, and pop a couple of them so that we have their full attention, we don't have time for games, off the DJ that's playing this god awful shit too, that waste of talent doesn't deserve to live." A voice from inside the second limo said aloud to the crew. Kano watched carefully as a man with medium length, black hair, and brown eyes slowly made his way from the back of the limo. He had a face cover as well, but what the man was wearing gave away his identity instantly. The man who stepped out of the window was wearing a black trench coat that was trimmed in red. He was Mavado. Mavado was the Red Dragon's second in command of all operations. His identity is unknown to almost everyone, but Kano knew him all too well. In fact Mavado was the one man, who has pushed Kano to his limit over, and over again. He was the man responsible for the murders of hundreds of innocents throughout New York City. He was the reason Kano, and his entire clan were being hunted down, and most importantly to Kano, Mavado was the reason Devlin was dead.
"Jarek, Mavado's here with over thirty fuckin' goofs!, I'm gonna need a fuckin' ride outta here fast mate!" Kano whispered into his phone as two thugs made their way into the nightclub. The sounds of screaming, and gunfire came almost ominously.
"Get out of there, and I'll drive myself to come get you! Don't get spotted!" Jarek shouted, as Kano heard rapid shuffling from the other side of the phone.
"I know what I'm doing dumb ass just hurry up!" Kano emoted as he lowered his head back down out of sight without hesitation. With that Kano hung up his phone, and placed it back down into his pant pockets. Kano sat for a minute, and thought about how the fuck he'd get out of this mess. The shrieks of terror clouded his thinking, and the constant panic that was floating through his head was making it damn near impossible to collect his thoughts. There were too many people goons around the building to try to make any attempts straight away. He'd have to find an opening, any opening. Hopefully Jarek wouldn't take all damn day to get to him, because as soon as he shows up their going to have to split. He'd worry about where he'd go after the got the hell out of dodge.
"You four stay out here, and guard the exit. If the police show up you radio me, and take down as many as you can. Nobody gets out." Kano heard Mavado speak to a small group of men.
"Yes sir." One of the men responded with an almost undying sense of loyalty, even knowing he was pretty much just given a death sentence.
"Alright, the rest of you head in." Mavado commanded as he found his position at the end of the group, who by twos made their way into the nightclub. Kano stayed crouched, and moved closer to the door leading into the upper balcony section of the nightclub. He quietly pushed it open, and made his way through it. Once inside the sounds of whimpering, and whispers filled the entire club. Kano managed to reach another rail, and this one looked down at the entire dance floor below. The DJ had been shot dead, along with two other innocent civilians. Their blood was staining the area around their bodies. The rest of the civilians were in a kneeing position, and the dozens of Mavado's men were lined all around the downstairs floor. Kano caught sight of Mavado, as he made his way into the building through the gaping hole that was driven into the entrance of the building. In front of him was a man walking with a black bag around his head. His hands were bound, and his face was pointed downwards. His clothes were ripped, and blood stained. Kano watched in confusion as Mavado forced the man down to his knees.
"Alright everyone, if you want to live you better put those fat little hands in the air." Mavado spoke loudly to the sea of people. In a matter of a few seconds everyone had their hands high above their heads.
"Good...Good, will one of you people please shut off those fucking seizure inducers before I start twerking the fuck out?" Mavado spoke to his men in a playful, yet serious tone. He shielded his eyes from the constant flashing lights. One of the thugs walked over to the computer that was set up on the stage, and began trying to shut the music off. Mavado saw that the man was having trouble with the device.
"What you don't know how to work a computer? What fucking year are you from? Forget it, if you want something done right just do it yourself." Mavado said looking very ashamed of his man. Mavado pulled out a pistol from his coat, and aimed it quickly at the computer. He fired one shot that blasted the monitor straight off of the laptop, thus ending the light show, and the loud music. The sound of the shot made the crowd flinch in response.
"That's better. Now, I want you all to know that I'm not here to kill all of you. None of you are the people I'm after. No, I'm only after one man in particular, and he's a very bad man at that, a very dangerous man, one that this establishment has been protecting. This man that they're protecting, he's a murderous piece of Aussie flavored shit! A piece of shit that needs to be eliminated!" Mavado finished his statement with great anger, and rage as he remembered all of the things Kano had done to him in the past, including the murder of his dear friend Hsu Hao at the Mortal Kombat tournament. As Mavado had every bodies attention, one brave voice came from the crowd.
"You don't seem any better!" A man shouted at the top of his lungs. This made Mavado chuckle lightly.
"Man aren't you brave." Mavado spoke playfully to the man. Mavado ran a hand through his hair, to reveal more of his handsome face.
"It sucks that the bravest, are usually the most stupid as well. If you'd been paying attention you'd realize that I never said I was any better, In fact I'd say I'm worse." As Mavado expressed this he pointed his pistol at the man, and shot him right between the eyes. His body fell to the floor with a thunderous flop.
"Does anybody else wanna point something out to me? Mavado asked looking at the panicked civilians. As Mavado asked this, Kano looked around behind him to check for anything he could use to help him escape, but all he saw was a scared Kira a few feet away. She was hiding under the table Kano had been at earlier. Her eyes were staring into Kano's. Kano stared back at her, and warned her with a finger to keep quiet. She nodded to show that she would oblige.
"Kano I know you're here somewhere! Get your worthless ass down here, or else all of these good people are gonna die!" Mavado shouted out to no one directly. His eyes traced all around the room, looking for his advisory. Kano didn't budge. He just continued to peek over the rail. Mavado laughed at these words.
"Who am I kidding? We both know you don't give a damn about these people! That's why I got something you need! Something that might make you act like a real man for once!" Mavado bellowed as he pointed his gun to the knelt man who's head was covered with the black bag. Kano was instantly wondering who the captured man was. Mavado grabbed the black bag, and pulled it straight off of the man's head. Kano was shocked to see the battered face of Johnny Cage underneath the bag. His eyes were blacked, and his bottom lip was swollen. They found him, and a sudden wave of guilt came over Kano's body. He should never have tried to see him at the hospital.
"Did you really think we'd not know about your little show at the hospital? I knew damn well that this movie star here was at the tournament! I knew he was on your side, and I know you're gonna need him in the upcoming weeks! In fact we all knew you were here the whole time, and that blind guy you're buddies with, he's got his own issues going on right now with some of my men too! Hell all that's left from your shitty little loser team is Sonya, and your little bitch Kabal, and they'll be dealt with soon enough! Kano couldn't believe what he had heard. He was so dumb. He was careless so many times, and now he may have just doomed the entire realm by getting all of it's viable defenders killed. He knew he wasn't a fit leader for the Black Dragon. He overstretched his boundaries by trying to gather all of his allies. He had to try, but maybe it didn't matter. They were doomed since the tournament.
"I'll make you a deal Kano. You only get one. I really want to see you die slow, not from some meaningless gunshot. That's too easy, and that won't give me the satisfaction I want. So, you come out here, and you'll take a ride back to our headquarters. I'll give you a first class tour myself, but after that I throw you in my torture chamber. You might lose an eye, or your tongue, and maybe your balls if they haven't been snipped from you already, but after that I'll make sure to end your suffering. Also I'll spare your little friend here. I let the Kahn take care of him. If you make me find you, well then Mr. A list bites a bullet. Maybe you take that risk? Maybe this broken man could save the world better then you ever could. I would hazard to guess he could." Mavado taunted lightheartedly. Mavado cocked the pistol causing Johnny to jump slightly. Johnny closed his eyes, and began whimpering. A loud shriek came from behind Kano, as Kira saw Johnny's helplessness. Mavado caught wind of this, and shifted his gaze upwards at the upper balcony.
"There you are." Mavado whispered to himself quietly. Kano knew right away that his position was compromised. In a panic he turned back to face Kira. He moved to her, and put a hand into her apron pocket. From within he searched for anything that could aid him. With much frantic searching he only managed to grab a butter knife. He pulled it out, and stared at it with great disappointment. His eyes met Kira's again, and she gave him a regretful look, as she knew that she just unintentionally marked Kano as a dead man.
"Stay low love." Kano spoke showing that he forgave her, and that he cared for her protection.
"Bring him to me." Mavado ordered two of his thugs.
"Nobody shoots him!" He called out to the rest of his forces, as they each put their guns into their holsters. Kano moved away from Kira, and found a place to hide under a table just a few seats away. The two guards slowly, and cautiously made their way up the set of stairs that led to the upper balcony, and as soon as they reached the floor they both split up from each other. One man was searching the right side of the booth, and the second was ravaging the left side. They looked under the tables, and Kano's adrenaline began to pulse through his body as the pair grew ever so closer to Kira's table. One of the men kicked over the table she was hiding under, and she screamed a frightful scream, as the man closest to the rail pointed his gun at her head. Without any second thoughts, Kano sprung from under his table , and charged at the man pointing the gun down at her. He slammed into the man, and the force of the impact threw both of them into the side of the rail. The gun went off as it hit the floor, and narrowly missed Kira by a few inches. Kano's breathing, and grunting increased as he wrapped both of his hands around the man's waist. Kano lifted with all of his might, and gave a prolonged shout as he lifted the man from the ground, and tipped him head over heels over the guard rail. The thug yelled instinctively as his body fell from a large distance, and landed head first through a sturdy wooden table. The screaming ended, and the thug breathed his last breath. His face was almost caved in from the impact. Kano heard Kira scream once again from behind as he turned to see the other thug standing directly behind her with her back pressed to his chest. His gun was placed directly to the side of her skull. His eyes were wide, and almost filled with fear.
"Go down there now!" He demanded. Mavado shook his head in disappointment as he could sense the fear uttered in his underling's words.
"Just do it Kano, this idiot doesn't know your aim." Mavado added looking very ashamed. A sense of confusion formed across the thug in questions face. Kano took advantage of an opportunity. Kano's vision almost switched into slow motion. He took a brief second to evaluate the situation, and looked at his target carefully. He flung his arm out, and the butter knife that was in his possession flew at a lighting pace at the thug's face. The knife lodged right into his eyeball. The thug gave out a heartfelt scream of agony, and relinquished his grip on Kira. He stumbled backwards, and found both of his hands placed around of the handle of the knife. His bloodcurdling shouts echoed around the entire building. Kira moved out of the way of the man, and Kano again charged. He held his hand out, and used the force of the run to lodge the blade even farther into the thugs eye that was now oozing out what seemed to be buckets worth of blood. Kano shifted his weight to tackle the man, and he landed on top of him. From a mounted position Kano threw the man's hands to his sides, and used his own hands to grab the handle. He very violently twisted the knife left, and right causing the eyeball to spin in it's socket in every which direction. The screaming having no effect on his actions. Kano would proceed to pull the knife from the man's socket, taking the eyeball with it. Kira was watching with horror as she was disgusted by her friend's actions. The thug would shortly pass out from the pain, and blood loss. Kano wasn't finished yet. Kano extended his arm backwards so that the eyeball would fly from the knife. He would then yell some more as he repeatedly jammed the knife in, and out of the socket until a crack in the skull was made. With one final thrust he sent the knife into the crack of the skull, and left the dull blade in the thug's brain. After he had killed his enemies Kano backed away from the man's body.
"You okay darling?" Kano asked gathering his breath. His head turned to Kira who was left speechless after seeing that man die. Kano noticed, and looked back down at the dead thug. Shortly after Kano, and Kira's attention shifted back down below as Mavado began clapping his hands together real slow like.
"Well done, well done. You took out two guys in one go. I've never doubted your fighting abilities Kano, never, but as you can see nobody can win this battle. That was only two of my guys. I still got a whole battalion with me. Now I can forgive you for killing old Billy Bob, and Cleatus over there, but you had your heroic defiance. The heroic's end here. Get down here, and make this deal legit. It's over I outsmarted you." Mavado demanded boldly. Johnny Cage's eyes caught Kano's as he saw him rise from behind the guard rail.
"Hah! Look at you! You haven't changed a bit! Yeah, you may have dyed the hair from brown to black, shaved that eyesore of a beard, and dropped that stupid fucking robot eye, but I'll always remember that face. That ugly, ugly face. You're actually dumb if you thought that would make it harder for me to find you! I'll never forget the face of the man who took pleasure in killing Hsu Hao!" Mavado bellowed out to Kano, who smiled at Mavado's words.
(Show them no fear.) Is what was going through Kano's mind. (Time to be that sadistic fuck they all know me as.)
"Mavado, it's been a long time! what has it been about three weeks!, How was Hsu Hao's funeral? No open casket I presume? No, not likely I mean nobody wants to see a man who's eye was blown out, much like Cleatus here." Kano taunted with the widest of smiles as he turned back to the thug he had just slaughtered. Mavado gritted his teeth, and popped his neck from side to side.
"No it was closed, you made sure of that. Just like I made sure that little retard's was as well." Mavado argued back to his hated foe. Kano's smile vanished within seconds, and he gave Mavado a look that matched his identically. Rage. With that Kano began to make his way down the stairs, and as he did this he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. Jarek was no doubt close. All he had to do was save Johnny, and get himself, and Kira out of there. That was all it would take. It may seem impossible to most, but Kano was hell bent on surviving this encounter. Before Kano reached the ground floor he stopped just shy of the last step. His eye's found Johnny's again who looked at him with fright.
"I'll get you out of this mate." Kano assured him soothingly hoping to ease his panic.
"Don't talk to him!" Mavado shouted as he pressed the pistol harder against Johnny's head. Upon seeing this Kano backed off.
"Accept the deal Kano!" Mavado insisted as he turned the gun on Kano. Kano hesitated for a second.
"I accept it!" Kano yelled back as he held his hands up to show that he's compliant. Mavado smiled widely at his statment, and turned his head to his left to look at a few of his armed thugs.
"Grab him." He ordered boldly. Afterwards, he placed the bottom of his black boot against Johnny's back, and pushed him to the ground face down. He aimed the pistol at his head, and took a shot. Kano's vision had forced him back into a slow motion type environment. He saw the eruption of sparks emit from the pistol, and witnessed the sparks explode around Johnny Cage's head. A girl in the distance screamed as if she had been stabbed. Kano's face fell. He slightly stumbled backwards, as he was incredibly taken aback by this type of deal breaking. He felt a sudden rush of sorrow as he knew Johnny was gone. His eye's grew a shade of wateriness around them, as they slowly made their way upwards to see the man whom he considered the devil smiling viciously at his evil misdeeds. Next Kano watched as two guards made their way over to him. He tried to struggle away from them, but he was caught firmly between their grasps. Next a sound of gunfire could be heard from outside of the nightclub. This caught Mavado's attention as he turned to see the commotion. His face grew intense as he looked out through the entrance hole. He turned back to the rest of his men.
"Go out there! They're here!" He commanded thunderously. The dozens of armed thugs all raced outside to fight in the gunfire outside. Mavado stayed inside with the two guards that were holding onto Kano tightly.
"Whatever happens you don't let him out of your sights!" Mavado was becoming very frustrated. He expected this, but he was so close to avoiding this whole situation all together. Kano was still in shock at what had happened to Johnny. He just stared down at the person he knew, and kept telling himself over again in his head that this was all his fault. He was the reason Johnny was laying face down in a pool of his own blood. A loud explosion went off outside the building, and blew another hole into the wall of the nightclub. Shards of one of the black limos was laying scattered all over the area. The large group of innocent civilians were all still gathered inside, all still panic stricken.
"Fuck! We've got to take him out the back way! Our rides fucked! God dammit! I have to get someone to pick us up!" Mavado raged as he ran his hands through his hair, and pulled it tightly. He started making his way through the crowd of people looking for another exit. He got further, and further away from Kano, and his thugs as he did so. Next, Kano heard a loud shot. One of the guards holding onto him fell to the floor instantly. Kano, Mavado, and the remaining thug looked up to see Kira aiming a gun she had pulled from the dead upper balcony guard. She switched her target to the other guard, and hesitantly shot the other thug right in the face. Mavado's eyes bulged as he saw this.
"No fucking way!" Mavado spoke in awe at the teenager. Kano saw another opportunity, and he took it. He turned on his heels, and bolted to the stairs of the balcony, with Mavado chasing behind him.
"Kira get to the outside overview!" Kano shouted as he continued to climb the stairs. Mavado had quickly caught up to him by the time Kira had went through the door. Mavado tripped, and grabbed Kano's foot to pull him down with him. Together the two rolled about halfway down the flight of stairs. Kano got up first, and tried to continue to run, but was stopped by Mavado grabbing his shoulder. Mavado rotated Kano to face him, and threw a stiff fist to Kano's jaw that knocked him backwards. Mavado threw a sidekick that Kano managed to catch under his armpit. Kano placed a hand on Mavado's chest, and pushed him down on his back. He used his hands that were now attached to Mavado's caught leg to roll Mavado backwards down a few stairs. Kano turned around, and continued his sprint. Mavado finished his roll, and lifted his head up to see Kano starting to get out of sight. He bolted from the ground, and continued to follow suit. Kano had pushed the balcony door open, and Kira who had been hiding in a corner gasped as he did.
"Kira help me lodge the door!" Kano grabbed one of the tables nearby, and held it up against the door with his body. Kira regained her composure, and also put herself up against the table. From behind the table the balcony door was being thudded against as Mavado was trying to break his way through.
"You open the door Kano, and the girl can live!" Mavado's muffled voice came through. Kano swore to himself that he would never trust any deal Mavado would offer again. The sounds of gunfire, and warfare echoed throughout the streets, and off in the distance police sirens could be heard ringing.
"Kano! Come on we gotta go!" Came a familiar voice in the distance. A white car drove in from the left, and Kano could only just barely see it through the cracks in the guard rail. The car stopped just beyond the edge of the balcony.
"Jarek that better you mate!" Kano called out to his dear friend.
"It's me let's go!" Jarek shouted after sticking his head out of the car window to look up at them. Kano nodded, as he sensed Kira's eyes focused on him.
"Kira the only way out of this is if we jump. I need you to land on the roof of the car." Kano told her knowing that she would have a problem with it. Kira's face was red with tears, and her expression showed that she was more horrified then she ever had been before.
"I can't!" She pleaded desperately. Kano shooked his head, and silenced her.
"Of course you can! Go!" He said hotly as he grabbed her arm, and pushed her towards the rail. Kira squinted her eyebrows as she stared just below the balcony. It was about a twenty foot drop. She hesitantly climbed over the rail. She looked down, and then back at Kano who nodded. She was about to jump, but backed out of the last second, and hugged the rail. Kano sighed deeply. He knew what he had to do, and she was probably gonna hate him for this. Kano lifted himself off the wall, and once again his adrenaline reached his climax. His vision returned again to slow motion. He began a sprint for the rail, and he saw Kira's expression as he began his charge. Her face filled with fear as the table that had been holding the door was forced away, and the door itself had been opened by Mavado who was standing with his pistol drawn, and aimed at Kano's back. Kano reached the rail.
"No!" Kira screamed as they both heard Mavado's gun go off. Kano wrapped his arms around Kira's body, and held her close. Kano leaped from the balcony, and as soon as their feet left the floor Kano's body gave off a bright spark as the bullet came into contact with his shoulder. He gasped in pain, and Kira saw his facial reaction to being struck. Kano managed to rotate his body so that when the pair landed on the car he took most of the impact. The roof dented in greatly, but not all the way through.
"God damn! Hold onto him Kira!" Jarek shouted in surprise as he stomped his foot onto the gas. The white car headed down the street at a blazing pace. Leaving Mavado in the distance. Kano had become unresponsive after the impact. Kira held onto Kano tightly as the car continued to drive away from the scene hurriedly. Mavado continued to stare in disbelief that Kano had managed to get away. He quickly turned his aim towards a few of his own men who were fighting off against a few members of the Black Dragon recruits just below. Mavado didn't stop shooting until he saw that every member from either faction was killed. With that Mavado cursed loudly, and holstered his pistol before walking back inside the nightclub.