3rd P.O.V
Bryan has tried his best to fit in the Special Forces. He trained with the four under Johnny Cage's guidance. Although he's not a fighter, he's damn good at pulling things apart and putting them back together. It has become official that whenever the team had any of their gadgets broken or if their suits torn, Bryan immediately knew how to repair both items.
It's something useful yet odd for someone like him.
Bryan was busy trying to download a new song into his player when Cassie Cage walked into his room without knocking. He looked up.
"Oh hey Cassie!" he greeted her cheerfully. During his stay, the four young members were wary of him. Not out of fear but more out of hostility since they knew Bryan could get them into trouble. If not, killed by his stupidity. But Bryan will just have to deal with it. He didn't ask anyone to help him or be dragged into the most violent fighting game in the world.
"What are you doing?" she asked, pointing to his music player. Bryan grinned his Cheshire Cat grin. "New songs of course! If I'm going to fight, I've got to learn some new dance moves."
Cassie shook her head in disbelief. Seriously, how the hell did her dad find this guy alright? Even his choice of dance moves are going to lead him to his downfall. How is a dance going to be useful in a matchup?
"I think you need a pistol," she pointed out. "Not all people are going to be confused. Just annoyed and pissed at you."
"Exactly!" Bryan clapped his hands together. "They'll chase me and eventually be tired. Then I can kick their asses! You know, I've got lots of nicknames~"
Cassie cocked a brow in suspicion. "What? Dance Dodgers?"
"What kind of name is that?!" Bryan started to burst out laughing, shaking her shoulders to the point she pushed him away. "Nah gurl, my nickname is Shut-The-Hell-Up!" Cassie rolled her eyes. She could understand why.
Then, Johnny Cage came in and called the both of them to meet up. Apparently, the group has spotted the mercenary and leader of a crime syndicate known as the Black Dragons, Kano. He had been hunted down by the special forces for months and yet he managed to wriggle himself free like a taipan.
"Kano!" Bryan pointed out. "Don't tell me we're bringing him here! Are we? If we are, can we get some didgeridoos and shrimps on the BQ? We can say-"
"BRYAN!" everyone yelled except Johnny Cage to shut him up.
"But I don't wanna die!" he exclaimed, waving his arms in the air. "We all know what's he capable of!"
"Can you calm down for a sec?!" Takeda was beginning to lose his patience. Even his mind powers cannot detect what's going on with his friend's father when he brought him in. He's going to be dead meat for sure.
"Hold on," Jacqui looked at the screen and then zoomed in one of the hidden cameras. It began to show a rundown house with dim red lights. All of them watched as a buff man with a single red eye entered the premise alone.
"What is that place?" Bryan began to calm down, asking about the footage.
"A bathhouse," Kung Jin confirmed. "Typical for someone like him. He's probably there for hours maybe."
Johnny Cage for the first time had a disgusted look on his face. He will not forgive Kano for what he did to his first love, Sonya. But this time, they will take him out. But he wants some infos from him. How is he going to-
"So what's the plan?" Bryan pipped up. The five of them stared at him. Bryan looked at them with confusion.
"What?"

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The Disciples
RomanceFive friends were transported into the world of Mortal Kombat. The only way they could go back is to play Shao Kahn's game. Will all of them survive without missing a limb? Rated M for gore, swearing, blood and explicit sexual scenes in some chapter...