Fandom: Mortal Kombat
Disclaimer: Please don’t sue. I don’t own *insert fandom name from above*... All I own is an overactive imagination.
Summary: Scorpion/Johnny Cage slash.
Warning(s): slash, non-con
Pairing(s): Scorpion/Johnny Cage
Word Count: 2,082

Story note: This is basically the movie in written form and I wanted to skip it, but I actually couldn’t because it’s important that this happen (sort of). Welcome! To chapter 05.

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Konquest
By: Lucifer Rosemaunt

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Everything swam black and Johnny was certain that he’d blacked out completely. However, he was quickly reacquainted with consciousness when his head was banged against the floor, providing a rather painful wake up call to his situation. He wondered what exactly had happened, but hardly had a second before Scorpion stomped on his head once again. He was on his back and going by the sound his head made hitting the floor, on a platform. Not a platform, but the platform that they’d been fighting on in the first place. While common sense told him that of course they would be on the platform, a small part of his mind wondered why he felt disoriented, but he ignored it, blaming head trauma for that feeling.

Scorpion’s foot connected with his head once more. He barely had time to put up his arms to protect his face and rather ineffectively cushion the blow. When Scorpion pulled his foot back, Johnny rolled slightly towards him, the next stomp finally missing. However, it left them in a position such that the ninja was straddling his shoulders, a position Johnny felt distinctly uncomfortable with. A thought tried to form in the back of his mind, but he ignored it in favour of focusing on the fight. He stood up with as much strength as he could muster and threw the ninja off him. He was rather pleased to see his opponent flip head over heels before hitting the floor.

Even though he should have used that moment to press what little advantage he’d gained, he was momentarily distracted by the fact that his legs actually felt a little weak almost buckling beneath his weight. More importantly, a certain part of his anatomy was sore. Quite sore. In ways that left little to the imagination.

He didn’t have time to linger on such thoughts because Scorpion was on his feet almost immediately. Before he could get too close, Johnny kicked at his head with the intention of knocking the ninja clear off the platform. He immediately knew his mistake when his kick wasn’t delivered with quite the same speed or force. He actually winced as he was forced to stretch his legs apart. Hoping that his opponent hadn’t seen his expression or noticed his weakness, Johnny kicked again, following it with several punches. Scorpion blocked each hit. Easily.

Johnny refused to let the panic that was creeping to the forefront of his mind take over. He was a better fighter than this, and sure, he was a little confused, sore and confused, and maybe a little worried, but he wasn’t going to lose this fight. He thought back to his lessons. When pure force didn’t work, one could always use the opponent’s strength against him. Johnny knew for certain that Scorpion had enough strength for the both of them.

He didn’t have to wait long when Scorpion punched. Instead of blocking it, Johnny grabbed his arm, twisting his body to throw him over his hip. That pulled the ninja flush against him and undeniably, Johnny heard a short, low laughter that made his body shiver. He could almost swear that a stray hand had grazed his inner thigh, but it was so fleeting he couldn’t be certain. It could’ve also simply been an accident. Scorpion hit the floor with a yell and Johnny couldn’t understand why his body reacted to that sound. It echoed in his ears. Before he could react, Scorpion used the momentum to flip Johnny over him.

They continued to trade punches and kicks, each managing to land hits. Johnny was chagrin to note that Scorpion still aimed for his face. He tried to return the favor and managed a clean hit though his hand stung after connecting with the mask. That hit only earned him an elbow to his jaw.

Johnny was quickly coming to the realization that he needed to be further from him if he wanted to gain the upper hand. This close combat was not looking very much in his favor. He managed to catch Scorpion’s foot in the next kick, but with both his hands holding the ninja’s foot, he couldn’t block to the two punches to his face. The ninja looked absolutely pleased with himself; Johnny couldn’t say how he could tell. He heaved Scorpion’s foot up, hoping to throw him off balance.

What he hadn’t expected was for Scorpion to flip over completely and kick him on his chest. His ribs complained at the impact and his ass complained at the fall. Johnny sat there a moment as the soreness was forced back to the forefront of his thoughts. He glanced down at himself. He wasn’t wearing a shirt; he’d come to this fight wearing a shirt. After all, he could look good while he fought. It was all about image. That was beside the point right now though. His stomach clenched as a vivid thought – memory? – flashed through his mind. He’d begged Scorpion for it.

Swear yourself as my attendant.

Scorpion’s eyes widened in challenge and Johnny felt a little sick. This was a game. Johnny looked away for a second, reminding himself that he couldn’t lose this fight. He didn’t know what exactly had happened, if it had happened at all – though the evidence for that was a little damning, but he could worry about that later. Seeing the horizontal pole above their heads, Johnny scrambled to his feet. Using his momentum to swing forward and back, he was glad when Scorpion followed so that he could land a solid kick with enough force to push him clear across the platform.

Though the platform shook perilously, Johnny spun around the pole before flipping up to catch the edge of the taller platform. He knew it was a waste of energy as he grunted to pull himself completely up, but space was good. It was more than good; it was necessary at this point. He needed to regroup.

They shared another look, and Scorpion yelled, “Get down here” before kicking one of the platform’s legs out. Johnny grabbed the nearest pole as the platform shook unsteadily. He had a moment to mock the other man in his head. He didn’t talk very much in a fight, only shouted orders. He let out a frustrated yell when that thought backfired on him and he suddenly thought with certainty that Scorpion was a talker during sex though.

Thankfully that train of thought was cut off when the platform fell to its side. Johnny tried to hold onto the pole but as it jerked, he fell through ladder and cobwebs to the ground, barely able to shield himself from falling debris. After the dust settle, he screamed when he saw the bones of a hand on his chest. Worse was seeing the other bones littering the ground. His heart was pounding for other reasons than having fallen a good distance. He quickly sat up, almost half expecting his arms and legs to be bound, but of course they weren’t. He searched desperately for Scorpion, spotting him just in time to see him somersault from the platform onto the ground.

Could Johnny even win this battle? Or had he already lost like Scorpion had said when he was… when would that have even happened though?

Scorpion scrutinized him for a second before reaching for the edge of his mask and pulling it off to reveal a skull.

Johnny could only stare at the macabre image. Kissing the man was out of the question then. But why would he even want to kiss him – he couldn’t chastise himself enough for that errant thought.

Scorpion’s eyes blazed. Literally. And Johnny was more than a little disturbed. He frantically looked around for something to help him. Seeing a shield with blades adorning the edges, he brushed off the skulls atop it and hid behind it just in time to block the stream of fire that the ninja could apparently spit out.

He saw the spear to his right just as the fire was dying. Johnny hefted it and threw it at the man… thing? Ninja. He’d been aiming for his chest, but only managed to glance his arm. The scream that was let out from the skull was inhuman, its sound something Johnny would’ve have liken to a dying animal of some sort.

He almost questioned why he’d so conveniently fallen near a spear and a shield and why Scorpion hadn’t dodged that throw when he was almost certain the other man could have easily done so. Not letting himself question a good thing, he raced towards Scorpion while he was still distracted, screaming and staring at his arm as though Johnny weren’t still a threat.

There were no more spears around, but Johnny did have the shield, whose edge was conveniently adorned with blades. He jumped, landing the first slice to Scorpion’s chest, and for some reason, staring at this creature, Johnny couldn’t associate it with his thoughts of Scorpion. Some red ooze, more like lava than blood, spilled out from the wound, as well as tiny flames of fire. Still, the ninja didn’t retaliate, just stood there screaming, and Johnny was almost certain he’d be having nightmares of that sound for the next couple of days – if he wasn’t having other nightmares. He swung his arm again, the next slash cutting off half of the skull’s face. Johnny had to turn his face from the heat that emanated as the sliced bone slid off.

He tossed the shield away, knowing he’d won this fight. Scorpion’s body was completely engulfed in flames. The skull imploded first, and Johnny knew that was his cue to run. An imploding head was never a good thing. He managed to get a short distance away, diving before the entire body exploded. Bones and organs rained down on and around him.

Some of it burned and he quickly brushed it off. He would have quickly brushed it off regardless because it was body parts. His torso and pants were streaked with red that Johnny was reluctant to call blood. It certainly didn’t stick to him like blood would have.

Glaring at the bitlets around him, Johnny smirked. “Succumb to you, my ass.” He winced at his own choice of words. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a signed autograph, letting it fall to the floor with a flourish.

He couldn’t help the nagging thought that it had been almost too easy to kill the ninja after they’d come down from the platform or how he was still uncertain as to whether he’d actually won this battle even though he was the one still alive. The end had almost been anti-climactic, choreographed like his movies. Shaking his head, he decided the first course of action would be to find a way out of Netherealm. He didn’t even want to think about why he was certain the place was called that.

But now that he didn’t have to focus on surviving, the memories of what exactly had happened between them were coming in quite clearly. It could’ve just been one very elaborate hallucination, just like on the boat. But the boat must have happened because – Johnny rubbed his hand over his left shoulder – he had that mark. He was also shirtless and sore, something his mind couldn’t seem to get over. Even though it must have been something like lifetimes, it hadn’t seemed like any time had passed between the beating he’d been taking on that platform and that encounter bound on the floor before he was back on that platform. One kick had followed the other; hadn’t it?

He wandered aimlessly around for a while, not seeing any way at all to get out of ladder hell. After several hours of shuffling along, he’d somehow managed to walk in one very large circle, returning to where they’d fought. He could tell from the broken platform. What he didn’t see however made him exclaim to no one in general, “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Scorpion’s remains were gone, all the pieces of him.

Johnny looked around in hopes that maybe he’d see a smoldering intestine or liver or something.

A hand reached from behind him, grabbing his left shoulder firmly where the snake had bitten. Before Johnny could react, the air around him distorted and suddenly he was back in the grove.

Alone.

“Oh,” he yelled into the grove as loud as he possibly could, “Come on!”

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End chapter 05

A/N: Don’t forget to R/R (Read and Review)!
Story Note: They never did say how Johnny got back from Netherealm after his fight with Scorpion.