Pairing: Derek/Stiles, Johhny Cage/Sonya Blade

Genre: Slash, Action, Gore

Beacon Hilss Kombat - Chapter four

It was still dark when they all reunited at the Stilinki's backyard. The sheriff didn't want to bring a bunch of teenagers with him to the wastelands of Outworld, but he couldn't stop them either. He watched as Raiden observed each one and he knew the Thunder God was looking into their souls. He coughed and the God smirked at him.

"Right. I suppose everybody is here. Shall we?"

"Wait!"

Everybody turned at the sound of that voice and John raised his eyebrow. Allison Argent was running towards them, his father Chris in tow. He could see Scott visible hold himself against running towards the girl. According to Stiles, things didn't end well between them. Well, dating a werewolf hunter would do that, he supposed.

"Took you long enough." Said Lydia.

"You called her?!" exclaimed Scott.

"Stiles is my friend too. And if what Lydia said is true, he will need help."

"As much as it pains me, Derek and Stiles won't handle that alone." At Chris sentence, all of them, including Allison, looked at him. "My family owes Derek Hale."

"How touching."

Lydia visibly flinched at the voice, but straightened to turn and face Peter Hale. The werewolf approached them, smirking.

"Now, now. You didn't think I would let you go after my dear nephew without me, did you?"

"I thought you could drop dead, but hey, it's important to dream right?"

Peter snarled at Lydia, but stopped when a baton charged with electricity stopped a few inches from his face. Allison smiled sweetly at him.

"I can't stop you from going, but take one wrong step towards Lydia and I will beat you with this."

"And I'm coming after you when she's done." Said Jackson, his blue eyes glowing.

"Now, dear humans." Raiden's voice made everybody turn their attentions to him. He looked at Peter for a few minutes and then smirked. "We have to go. Can't waste any more time."

As the portal started to open, John turned to the teenagers and the two adults.

"Full disclosure. That place sucks. Keep your eyes open."

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Outworld, Shao Kahn's castle.

Kali paced back and forth, not caring that only the twins were paying attention to her movements. Deucalion was, as always, with a faraway look on his face.

"How much more we have to wait? I thought we were supposed to bring weak warriors for the emperor, not stand here and wait."

"Your wait will be rewarded, dear Kali."

The deep voice made the werewolf stop her pacing. The four werewolves turned at the now open door. A man in his forties entered, wearing a leather trench coat. He didn't look like much, but the power he exuded made everyone intimidated.

"Sir." Said Deucalion, standing up.

"Deucalion. The emperor is most pleased with the last warrior you brought. He just hopes she will last longer than the other ones."

The blind werewolf smiled, his unseeing eyes hidden behind red-lensed glasses.

"I hope so sir. Anything else we can do for now?"

"Actually, your pack will be most pleased." The man smirked. "A couple of little mice followed you to Outworld dear Kali. Maybe you will want to give them a warm welcome?"

Kali smiled, her canines already growing.

"Aiden, Ethan?"

The twins smiled at her voice. Ethan was the one that answered.

"Sure, it's been awhile since our last fight."

The man smiled even more.

"Excellent. They are in the forest close to the castle. I'm sure you will have no trouble finding and killing them. If anyone survives…well, you can bring as a treat to the emperor."

Kali, Ethan and Aiden nodded in compliance. Deucalion nodded at them.

"Go let out some steam. I'm sure the emperor will have more for us to do after that."

After the three werewolves left, the man turned to look at Deucalion. The blind werewolf looked straight at him.

"How many more the emperor needs to kill?"

"Since the adversary he wants does not comply, four more."

"If the mice you were talking about came after the little wolf, the emperor will have many to choose."

"Oh?"

"She has a pack."

The man smiled darkly.

"That is good. Maybe you can welcome them. Scorpion would love to accompany you."

Deucalion nodded.

"As you wish, Shang Tsung."

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If Stiles had known he would be walking in a deathtrap of place for better part of the day, he would have put his best running shoes when he left the house to go to Derek's. As it was, his feet were hurting and his stomach was starting to feel empty again. What? He was a growing boy.

"Are you hungry again?"

Stiles looked at the werewolf beside him and arched his eyebrow.

"How do you know?"

"I can hear your stomach grow."

Stiles crossed his arms against his body.

"It's not important."

"If you don't feed properly, how will you help me get Erica back?"

Stiles was surprised to hear a little humor in Derek's voice. He knew the man could be sarcastic (all those months helping him search Body and Erica proved that), but he was surprised to see the concern underneath the humor.

"I…"

"Stop."

Kitana's quiet sentence made all three men stop. Derek raised his head, scenting the air. Beneath all the sulfur and decay, he got a very familiar scent. A growl started building in his throat.

"Derek?"

"My, my, look what we have here. And the alpha pup brought company. More warriors for the master, I see."

"Where's Erica?" growled Derek, his eyes glowing red. Stiles touched his arm, to no avail.

"Alive? Dead? She's with Shao Kahn, so at this time, I'm not really sure."

Before Stiles could do something, Derek roared at Kali and jumped, ready to tear her throat out. She caught him midair and both of them rolled on the floor, growling. Stiles widened his eyes when the twins that were following the woman joined hands and morphed into one huge werewolf.

"Sub-Zero!"

"I know!"

Sub-Zero joined his hands at the same time Kitana raised her fan and threw with accurate precision to the monster were. It cut him in the stomach and he growled, furious. The cut healed immediately.

"That's not gonna work!" exclaimed Stiles, nervous, looking at Kali and Derek fighting.

"This might."

Stiles looked at Sub-Zero and saw a blue sphere come out of his joined hands. He screamed and shot at the twins merged and to the teenager's surprise, the monster werewolf was frozen solid on spot. He turned and ran to Derek and Kali. Apparently Kitana and Sub-Zero would be fine.

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To John's surprise, the large group was silent walking through the deserted Outworld. He could see the castle looming ahead of them and still remembered the one time he visited after they defeated Shang Tsung, before him and Sonya disappeared from this world. It was a shame to see everything in ruins again.

"So…Scott told me it's not your first rodeo here. Care to explain?"

John looked at Chris Argent beside him and arched his eyebrow.

"It's a long story. And I don't think we are pals. Not after what your dad did to my son."

Chris sighed.

"This is also a long story. And rest assured, my dad is locked and away from doing that ever again. To anyone."

The sheriff pinched the bridge of his nose. As before, Raiden couldn't enter the Outworld after he created the portal. So now the group was following his directions and the last he wanted to do was to let that gang of teens go directly to their death. The kid they just buried, Boyd, was still too fresh on his mind.

A sound caught his attention. Like a hiss in the air. That sound was strangely familiar…

"Get down!"

Scott's warning made everybody throw themselves into the ground. John looked up and widened his eyes. It wasn't possible. The harpoon retreated as he remembered.

"Very good hearing, boy."

Scott looked up and saw a blind man walking towards them, followed by a man dressed in yellow clothes. He looked like a Japanese ninja. He sniffed the air and among the decay felt the werewolf scent of the blind man.

"Who are you?"

The man smiled, the red-lensed glasses hiding his eyes.

"My name is Deucalion. This is my companion for the moment, his name is…"

"Scorpion."

Everybody looked at the sheriff, who was glaring at the ninja. Peter arched his eyebrow.

"Ancient history?"

"You could say that."

Deucalion laughed. Scorpion raised one of his hands and everybody gasped when a sort of creature started to come out of his palm. John stepped in front of everybody.

"Go. Scott, find Stiles and Derek. Take the others."

"I'll stay and get some answers from blind wolf here, if you don't mind."

Everybody looked as Peter stood beside the sheriff, smirking. John shrugged, knowing this Deucalion guy would not let them go without a fight.

"But…"

"Scott! Go!"

"Come on Scott."

Chris pulled the teenager away, and the group followed them. Lydia watched as the two men stayed behind, her stomach churning. She was feeling restless since she arrived at this place. Something wasn't right with her and it was not the dimension-travel thing. She couldn't put her finger on it and it was driving her crazy.

Peter smiled at the little group as they left and without further ado, attacked Deucalion. The blind werewolf easily dodged the attack and punched Peter. He snarled and soon they were both fighting with their claws.

The hiss was back and John looked over Scorpion. He knew he remembered that sound from somewhere. It was from long ago. The harpoon was hissing and trying to be let out of the ninja's command. John straightened his body and raised his hands. Damn this world, damn those stupid fights. He would not let anyone get in the way of getting his son out of this hell. He looked at those white eyes and smiled, his body remembering everything he buried a long time ago.

"Let's dance."

TBC