(2 Days Later: Texas:)

After hours of non-stop driving and breaks, Smoke, Kenshi and Frost arrived in Texas, they were currently parked outside a bar, going over their plan of action.

Smoke: "Kenshi and I will go in and find anything that will lead us to him, Frost, you stay in just in case anything goes wrong."

Frost: *scoffs* "Why can't I go in? I'm useful inside."

Smoke turns to Frost with an authoritative look, causing her to sit back.

Kenshi: "Plan is simple...we go in and talk to him, learn about him before asking him to join us."

Frost: "But what if he's not in the mood for talking?"

Smoke looks at the bar and sees a man stumble out then pass out on the steps.

Smoke: "Then we will make sure he is."

Kenshi and Smoke start to get out, leaving Frost in the truck, Smoke looks at her knowingly and she sighs then nods.

They then enter the bar, Frost sees the key still in the ignition and tries to turn it off.

Frost: "How does this work?"

She accidentally presses on the steering wheel, causing the car to start honking, startling her.

She takes out the key out and the honking stops.

Frost: "Damn machine."

(The Bar)

Smoke and Kenshi were dressed in casual attire, blending in with everyone else as they made their way to the bar counter.

The bartender looked at them, raising an eyebrow at Smoke.

Bartender: "What you got that mask on for?"

Smoke: "Uh...It helps with my breathing."

He says and the bartender shruggs then washes a glass.

Bartender: "New to Texas?"

Kenshi: "You could say that."

Bartender: "So, what brings here then?"

Smoke: "Looking for someone...goes by Erron Black."

The bartender stood slient then turned around facing the racks or alcohol.

Bartender: "You looking for Erron?"

Kenshi: "Yeah, we need to talk to him."

Bartender: "Sure you do."

"CLICK"

He then turns around and aims two pistols at Smoke and Kenshi.

Bartender: "You Black Dragon fuckers don't know when to quit."

Smoke and Kenshi raised their hands, not wanting things to escalate.

Smoke: *whispers* "Black Dragon?"

Kenshi: *whispers* "A gang of mercenaries and killers, wanted across the world...I used to run with them."

Smoke's face showed a shocked expression then Kenshi swiftly disarmed one of the guns, vaulted over the counter and kicked the bartender into the racks of alcohol.

Smoke looked back and saw everyone in the bar, stand up with angry looks on their faces.

Thug 1: "If you looking for Erron...you go through us."

Then everyone in the the bar got either a firearm or weapon, looking at Smoke and Kenshi.

Kenshi: "We doing this?"

He asks, unsheathing Sento and getting into his fighting stance.

Smoke: *sighs* "We're doing this."

He states, getting into a fighting stance and everyone charges at them.

(Outside)

Frost was still in the car, bored as she was playing around with an ice ball, tossing it back and forth in hands.

"CRASH!"

Frost looks to see one of the people from the bar get thrown out a window as she hears more noises coming from inside.

Frost, annoyed, folds her arms and sits back, a poutful look on her face.

Frost: "I never get to do anything!"

(Downtown Los Angeles)

Johnny was walking down the streets of the downtown district, he was scrolling texts from his parents as he sighed.

"This fucking bites..." He thought to himself and looked up from his phone, and caught a glance of a familiar blonde who was walking into an alleyway.

Johnny: "Sonya?"

He pockets his phone and starts following her through the alley, he then hid behind a dumpster, as she looked behind her.

She turns away then hops over a fence, and starts making her way towards a black van, as she meets with a guy with brown hair, around Johnny's age and they get in the car start driving off.

Johnny: "It's probably nothing...just nothing."

He says and starts to turn away but sighs.

Johnny: "Fuck it."

He then starts to follow the van, on foot, and making sure he is not seen.

(Bar)

Smoke and Kenshi were surrounded by unconscious bodies of the occupants in the bar, they were beatened and bruised, no fatal or marginal wounds.

Kenshi was leaning against the counter as Smoke grabbed the bartender up, who was now recovering.

Smoke: "Now that you are awake, will you now cooperate?"

Bartender: "Hell no...you may not be Black Dragon but you're part of some gang."

Kenshi: "We're not...we need to talk to Erron Black."

???: "Feels like the mood for talking is over."

They then turn see a man dressed in a black vest with a poncho over it, as well as cargo pants and combat boots, he wore a brown bandana and cowboy hat.

Kenshi: "Erron Black, I'm guessing?"

Erron then aimed two revolvers at Kenshi and Smoke who let go of the bartender.

Erron: "Yeah...now tell me why the fuck you're looking for me."

He says then sits in a chair, his revolvers still aimed at them.

Smoke: "You won't believe us, but...we need you to fight in-"

Erron: "A tournament?"

Kenshi: "You know about Mortal Kombat?"

Erron: "Yeah, Black Dragons told me...and since you're not wearing their colors..."

He says then holsters his revolvers and kicks two chairs out so they can sit.

Erron: "Tell me a better sales pitch...I'm all ears."