Mortal Kombat: The Three Titans

Chapter Thirty-Two: Hiding

-Kuai's POV- I burst out of the water, coughing and sputtering for air. The saltwater is bone-chillingly cold. My hair is sticking to my face in wet clumps as I look back up at the cliff. Bi-Han is gone. If Bi-Han wants me to hide, fine. But telling me to take Zodith and hide....
That's a plan I never thought would come into motion. I end up touching my lips, recalling how his lips met mine, only briefly. But that moment was...tender. Sweet. Almost heartbreaking, like he knew he wasn't going to see me for a while.

Swimming back would take too long. I end up teleporting back, suddenly appearing in my throne room with some sea water flowing out from the black hole. I cough, shivering. "What happened to you?!" Tundra demands, rushing over with Zodith on his shoulder.

"We need to leave."
Tundra blinks. "What...?"
"Bi-Han said I need to leave. Raiden and Hanzo, well, mainly Hanzo....want to track me down. We need to hide."
"I could feel your fear all that way here. And a bit...flustered?" I blush. "I'll explain later. We need to move."

"Where are we supposed to hide?"
"The Temple of the Titans. Hanzo wouldn't think of going back there, but Bi-Han might."
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-Bi-Han's POV- Hanzo and Raiden has both left after patching me up. A thick layer of gauze is wrapped around my lower chest, making breathing slightly difficult. I tried my best to tell Hanzo that Kuai didn't mean to hurt me.
"He stabbed you, Bi-Han," he had said while packing his bag and weapons. "What more proof do you need that he's dangerous?"

'You don't really know him,' I wanted to scream, but kept silent. 'He did it because he was scared.' I saw the immediate regret in his eyes, his shock as he stared at the damage, and his fear as I shoved him off the cliff for his own safety.

A normal person wouldn't have survived that high of a fall. But I know Kuai did. He's tougher than he looks, that, and being immortal definitely helps.
But why had I showed him affection like that?
Because my love for him will never die. I realize. As long as he is hurting, I will be there for him.

But where would he hide? Dead Forest seems like a risky place....He can't handle the cold very well anymore, so my place is a no go. Going to Hanzo's place would just be idiotic. The Temple of the Titans, then?

That would probably be the safest place.
"Please be okay. I'll be there soon." I whisper, walking over to the spare closet that Raiden has for all three of us, just incase we needed to stay here overnight.
"Blue, blue. Why must everything I wear be blue?" I question to myself. "I'm getting somewhat sick of the color, in all honesty." And....I'm talking to myself. Again. "Well, there's no one else to talk to," I joke, then sigh.

"I guess this'll work." I pull out a white shirt and cloak. My other clothing is too torn up and bloody to wear again, so this will have to do.
I end up walking past a mirror, and force myself to stop. Reluctantly, I walk over, staring at my reflection.

I never...realized how much Kuai and I look alike. If he had his blue eyes again, and didn't look as stressed, people would mistake us for twins.
"I need to leave. Now."
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-Kuai's POV- I wheeze, pretty much dragging myself up the last steps to the Temple of the Titans. "Why," I groan, "did we think it was a good idea to add THIS MANY STEPS?!" I yell, my voice echoing.
"Shh!" Tundra shushes me from a few steps below.
"Do you want Hanzo to find you?!"
"Hanzo and Raiden are miles away from here." I argue.

"Zodith looks like she wants to urge you on." He motions to her. She is happily leaping from step to step, then looks down to see me pretty much collapsed on the steps. With an annoyed squeal, she rushes down and yanks at the end of my grey sash on my head with a growl.

"Zodith, moon of my life, let me rest for a moment. I've just been shoved off of a cliff and snorted up seawater. My hair smells like seaweed, and I am currently being hunted down like a wanted fugitive. For a small dragon, you have an absurd amount of energy."

After a few hours of staying in the temple, my anxiety lowers. I end up watching the fire crackle in the room where we all got drunk in only days before.
I had showered, so I don't stink of seaweed and salt. Just for a change of pace, and possibly a disguise, I am dressed completely in white, with a hood to hide my tear-stained face.

First night of being a runaway and I already feel sick. What do my people think? Are they frightened that I had suddenly dropped off the face of the Earth? What about Hanzo and Bi-Han's citizens? Do they think the same, since we never gave them a warning?

I end up curled up on my side in the floor, trying to be as close to the warmth as I can, nodding off with tears blurring my gaze.