Smokescreen: A Collection of Vignettes

Chapter 17

This is what happens when you mess with Smoke's wife.

Smoke had spent a year hunting his wife's attackers. He had found her lying prone on the ground, all bloodied and bruised, after the battle at the pyramid. She had also sustained some ice burns as well, but not all of the attacks that she had suffered from were from one person. There had been a scent of smoke on her as well. Tomas hadn't been in contact with Sakura prior or during the battle, so he knew it had been one of his doubles. He would make sure they would suffer violent consequences.

There were quite a few of his doubles running around, despite the barriers between timelines closing. A few of his doubles that he made contact with had been quite helpful, each having lost the Sakura in their respective timelines. As it turned out, she had been double-teamed by Shang Tsung's Sub-Zero and Smoke. That Smoke had been ready to carry her off before he was attacked by a Liu Kang and Kitana. Dark Sub-Zero had been killed but Dark Smoke had gotten away.

That hunt would end today.

Tomas circled the dark Smoke in front of him and sneered. He was bloodied and bruised, just as Sakura had been. He would make sure that this monster would never lay a hand on her again. Not so long as he continued to draw breath. Shang Tsung's Smoke chuckled, despite the torture session that had been handed to him.

"What's Sakura gonna say when she finds out you tortured another human being?"

Sakura was a warrior, but she tried to keep the killing to a minimum. She only killed when necessary. That was what Tomas loved about her. She had a beautiful and loving spirit and took no pleasure in hurting others. She had always left the necessary and ugly bits of battle to him if he was available. That was another reason why he had married her. He wanted her to come to him with whatever issue that she had so he could take care of it...just like how he would take care of this bastard.

"Nothing. She's not going to know."

Tomas allowed his smoke to surround his opponent and pained screams pierced the night air.

"This hunt is over."