Wolverine Of Outworld

Khaos Reigns Part 8

The scene transitions to Scorpion, Cyrax, and Johnny, their expressions marked by a mix of weariness and determination. They move through the labyrinthine passages, their steps measured and cautious.

Johnny: These corridors go on and on like my old C.O. Damn! Major blade could talk!

Johnny's voice cuts through the silence, his remark about the never-ending corridors and his C.O.'s talkative nature adding a touch of humor to the otherwise tense situation.

Cyrax: I realized, I had never thanked you for sparing me.

Scorpion looked at her and just scoffed softly.

Scorpion: Thank Harumi for that. It was her request.

Cyrax: I don't expect forgiveness. But I do expect understanding. The lies told to me-

Scorpion takes his mask off in anger and starts arguing with cyrax.

Scorpion: How long have we known each other?!! That you could ever believe I-

Cyrax: You vanished! Without explanation! Bi Han! My grandmaster! Gave me one! It made no sense! But nothing about your DEPARTURE DID!

The tension between them escalates, as Scorpion's voice rises to a shout, his anger and frustration finally boiling over as he confronts Cyrax's accusations.

Scorpion: You BLAME me for your actions?! Is that what you're saying?!

Cyrax's response takes a defensive turn, her frustration matching Scorpion's anger.

Cyrax: I blame you for leaving me without a word! Without reason! You knew me! Knew my nature! Why not trust me?!

Scorpion, his emotions raw and frayed, counters with a mixture of pain and defensiveness.

Scorpion: I did trust you! But you chose to believe others over me! You believed the lies they fed you!

The argument intensifies as each of them clings to their own perspective, their voices rising in volume and intensity.

Cyrax: Because you gave me no reason NOT to! You vanished! What was I supposed to believe?!

Scorpion's frustration and hurt are palpable as he tries to make her see his perspective.

Scorpion: I had my reasons! Reasons I couldn't share! Why couldn't you trust me enough to wait?!

Cyrax's defensiveness softens slightly, but her pain remains evident as she responds, her voice still carrying a hint of bitterness.

Cyrax: I trusted in our bond, our history! But there was no warning, no sign! How was I not supposed to question everything?!

Johnny: Hey! Hey! Focus! This isn't our main mission here!

Johnny's urgent tone snaps them out of their emotional fervor, reminding them of the critical task at hand. They exchange a brief glance, the tension still palpable between them, but reluctantly, they nod in acknowledgment. The argument may have momentarily ceased, but the underlying issues remain unresolved, hanging heavy in the air. The intense gazes between Cyrax and Scorpion linger for a moment, the emotions of the argument still raw and unresolved. After a tense pause, Scorpion's words break the silence, his tone firm and resolute.

Scorpion: We will settle this later. But now, we have a mission to complete.

His words carry an undertone of finality, a silent agreement to set aside their disagreements to focus on the task at hand.

The scene transitions back to X-23, Sektor, Emperor Rain, and Empress Tanya, who are still standing together in the aftermath of Y/N's sacrifice. The weight of his loss is palpable, their expressions reflecting a mix of grief and determination. The group stands together in somber silence, their faces etched with a mix of grief and determination. The weight of Y/N's sacrifice hangs heavily in the air, the weight of their loss and the memory of his selfless act still fresh in their minds. The atmosphere around them is somber and solemn, the air around them heavy with the knowledge of their journey thus far and the cost it has exacted. The gravity of the moment is palpable as the group stands quietly, still reeling in grief over Y/N's sacrifice. Their expressions are a mixture of resilience and determination, a testament to their strength in the face of such loss. Empress Tanya, Sektor, and Emperor Rain stand solemn, their eyes reflecting a mix of grief and determination. They exchange brief glances, a silent understanding passing among them as they take a moment to compose themselves before continuing.