Smokescreen: A Collection of Vignettes

Chapter 36

Sakura was terrified as Dark Smoke cut Princess Kitana down. It was gruesome, really. The way his karambit came out of nowhere to slice half of her head off for him to kick it away. He was frightening and the black hood that he wore made him look twice as frightening. Even worse, he laughed as he killed his victim. Was this a kind of sick joy that she felt when she executed her victims, too? What kind of sicko was she in that timeline, anyway?

"Enjoy the Netherrealm, Princess."

She felt sick to her stomach. To think she was part of such an evil clan. It was the reason why she came to this timeline. Liu Kang had seen what she had gone through for himself and why she had some memories erased. Unfortunately, those memories would more than likely be forced back onto her. According to the titan of time of this world, Dark Sub-Zero had gotten a hold of the hourglass and destroyed multiple timelines. Their timeline would be next.

The dark hunter turned his attention back to Sakura and forced her onto her feet.

"Grandmaster will be pleased that I recovered his lost property."

"Property?" Sakura snarled. "Is that all that I am to you, now?"

"You always have been, Sakura. Or have you forgotten?"

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Dark Smoke idly ran his thumb over the tattoo on her shoulder. That was the branding mark that she received when she first submitted to the Grandmaster and himself. It was what made her theirs and connected the three of them on a telepathic level. That was how they tracked the woman before it was sealed off. Having it sealed off had cut her connection with the two men and caused Smoke to come hunt her down. He hadn't been expecting memory loss out of her. She would have remembered being branded otherwise. The smoke-user would figure it out later. He placed a gentle kiss upon the mark on her shoulder.

He felt Sakura shiver in her arms, and he knew that it wasn't from fear. The man licked at the mark, and it elicited a sweet moan from her. That was another thing about the mark. It made one very sensitive to touch.

"That's what Grandmaster and I can give you if you willingly surrender."

The young man was amused by how Sakura's marbles came loose so easily. He had her where he wanted. A sigh escaped her; all of her fight had left her.

"I...ugh...fine."

"Good girl."

Dark Smoke could hardly wait.