*This takes place after the Mileena fanfic, WEEEELLLL, it's a continuation, but your older in this one and it involves Cassie.
*sorry for how short this was, I hav to go to bed.
You were out with a group of Tarkatans, the reason for you and your group being outside is because your mother, Mileena, wanted a search party to scout out and look for a spy. Once you got your hands on the betrayer, you were going to kill him personally. But instead of finding the asshole, you found a group of four, consisting of two males and two females. You had order your team to turn back, but it failed when the group had attacked first, striking down your people. So now a mini war had happened, growling to yourself. Reaching behind your head, you tighten the bandanna around your lower face. Your (E/C) eyes and up showing, you watched as your closets friends were striked down. Bringing out your twin diggars which had been hidden in your boots, you than ran out to the crowd. Making your way to the first person you saw, the archer, but a female got in your way. She held her gun out point blank range, but with quick reflex you used your forearm and knocked her hand away. Causing Cassie to fire in a random direction, the bullet flying right into one of your own team mates, causing the male to fall. Lifting your booted foot up, you slammed it into her mid section.
"Aarggf!" The blonde groaned out as she flew backwards into a large tree, shaking her head to get rid of the sudden dizziness. Looking up, her blue eyes widen as you ran over fast. As fast as the female could, Cassis blocked your attack. Her arms locking with yours,
"Get off me Asshole!" The female before you head butted you, causing you to stumble back with a grunt of your own. Her free hand swiping across your face, tearing off the (Fav Color) cloth from your face. You had turned away as she did that, turning back with a pissed off look. Four long scratch marks going diagnol along your face, some blood peeking out from hiding. You growled and let out a roar, the blonde in return shook her head and waved her hand infront of her.
"God damn ugly, you need a tic-tac because your breath stinks." Your eyes narrowed at Cassie, raising your hand up, you went to go strike. But the teen easily dodged you, pushing you into the tree she was once against. Turning back around, you let out a yell as you went to attack once more. But Cassie tossed some small and round into your mouth,
"Lucky for you, I carry some around." She said with a smirk as you dropped your weapon and your hands shot up to your throat, coughing up the small mint flavored tic-tac. Once it was dislodged from your throat, you chewed on the mint. Looking to the female with a glare, you so don't want to deal with her any longer than you had to. You made a hand motion and barked out a order in a language only you and your team knew, helping up one of your wounded team mates. You quickly left with what was left of your friends, once your figure was no longer in sight. A couple of them looked in confusion, wondering why they left so early and the strange language they never heard of before. A (Fav Color) caught her blue eyes, bending down, Cassie picked it up, looking at the cloth. It looked decorated with lines, curls, and maybe a couple skulls here and there. Looking to her friends as she folded the ripped fabric up, the blonde walked over to her group as she placed it into her small satchel that connected to her belt.
