Finally the moment he has waited ten long years has come. For ten years he has dreamed about this moment. The moment he would get his hands on him. The moment he would be facing his brother's killer in Mortal Kombat. A killer that now stands before him now with nowhere to hide. With no allies to turn to. Nothing will stop him from having his revenge. He knew this and so does he. This sorcerer that just scowls at him from his spot in this winter wonderland that used to be a mess hall. The very same hallway that his brother's soulless body would forever be known as his final resting place at the hands of the shaolin monk known as Liu Kang. The very same place that would become Shang Tsung's tomb once he is done with him. And with that mindset slowly Sub-Zero descends down the steps heading directly towards the stationary sorcerer.

A sorcerer that merely removes his leather jacket and tosses it off into the darkness as he awaits this blue garbed ninja to get closer. To get into perfect striking distance and that moment comes swiftly making Shang Tsung quickly rear back his hands and unleash a fireball in the shape of a snake in Sub-Zero's direction. A blast that misses the mark when the blue garbed ninja cartwheels out of the way of the blast making the blast smash into the ice on the far end wall. A blast that is followed by another as Shang Tsung rears back and continues to send blast after blast in his direction. Blasts that are continued to be avoided causing the once dark room to be lit up in a hurry as the blue garbed ninja circles around him while closing the distance between them slowly. All until he comes within striking distance and smashes the sorcerer's outstretched right arm downward and throws a left hook that is blocked. This offense that is returned by Shang Tsung as he mixes together a variety of different punches as his feet move across the ice.

But none of these attacks land. Not one. He wouldn't allow them to. For ten years he has trained himself for this moment. Has pushed himself beyond his limits to ensure he would be ready when this day comes. He would not allow this sorcerer the satisfaction of landing a single blow against him and with that he pushes on forward going on the offensive making Shang Tsung backpedal. Making the sorcerer go on the defensive with a series of punches and kicks before he sees a small opening and capitalizes on it. This series of punches and elbows that lower down the sorcerer's guard on his right side before a well placed uppercut lands clean sending Shang Tsung back first to the ice below a few feet away with a loud thud.

A strike that makes Kitana nod her head in approval at the scene unfolding before her eyes as she crosses her arms over her chest and just watches Shang Tsung slowly emerge back up to his feet. A sorcerer that looks so angered and shocked at the same time from how quickly the tides have turned against him. But this was bound to happen one day. He should have known this. The power he possesses is not his own. No it belongs to others. Belongs to all the souls that are trapped within his body. The very souls that now she can see are fighting back against their captor as he stumbles back with his right hand coming up to clutch his head. As something suddenly shoots out from his chest. This whirlwind with a faint image of a figure circling all around the room before disappearing through the ceiling but that wasn't all.

No what comes next would shock everyone that would catch a glimpse of it. His body starts to change slightly. The younger image of himself he once had starts to age ever so slightly. His short black hair grows out and turns white. This large white beard starts to form on his face. His skin starts to wrinkle. All things that he notices as he lets out a whine and brings his wrinkled hands up for his eyes to see before he lets out a scream of rage and charges towards an awaiting Sub-Zero. Charges towards the blue garbed ninja who waits for him to throw the first punch before easily countering by dodging the incoming strike and grabbing the sorcerer's outstretched arm twisting it painfully earning him a scream in the process. This twisting and turning that causes Shang Tsung to scream out in pain before a well placed high kick lands clean across the sorcerer's chest followed quickly by a spinning back elbow that drops the sorcerer back down to the ice causing his body to once again spasm only this time more than one faint mist emerges out from his chest.

These lost souls that can be heard screaming out for joy from finally being set free before disappearing through the ceiling like the others before them. Souls with many more to follow if he is to succeed. This blue garbed ninja that stalks towards a rapidly backpedaling Shang Tsung that keeps aging by the second. That can be heard begging silently from the ground. Pleas that will go unheard as Sub-Zero blocks this sudden low kick from the sorcerer and smashes his elbow down causing a sickening snap to be heard coming from the ankle in his arm. This severely broken ankle that he uses to flip himself over Shang Tsung causing the sorcerer to scream out in pain from the way his leg is turned before his screams are silenced when a black boot drives hard into his skull smashing the side of his head back down into the ice. A skull that is grinded into the ice making the sorcerer once again scream out in pain before the boot is lifted and Sub-Zero turns his back on him and takes a few steps away from him to look towards Kitana. A princess that uncrosses her arms from her chest and slowly descends down the stone steps onto the ice. This movement that causes Shang Tsung to lift his eyes up slightly from the ice as he coughs up a mouthful of blood with pleading eyes directed her way. Eyes that land on him for a brief few moments making a spark of hope emerge inside of his gut. Hope that is destroyed when her eyes snap away to look into Sub-Zero's own and two words escape her lips.

" Finish him!"

A shout that carries through the room. A shout he has yelled out hundreds of times in the past but never did he think someone would be shouting for another to do this to him. Never in the hundreds of years….

This thought that is silence and his head snaps back letting out a blood curdling scream when a foot is driven hard into the middle of his back. A boot that is removed before he feels a pair of powerful arms snatching him up from the ground turning him to face the princess. To face an emotionless looking Princess Kitana before his eyes go as wide as saucers and he lets out a mighty scream that carries through the room. Carries on through the island to be heard by all when a gloved hand drives into the middle of his back. As he feels his skin being torn apart as his body goes numb before he knows no more and crumbles to the ground in a bloody heap when Sub-Zero in a sudden move rips out his spine and raises it high up into the air with his lifeless head still attached as he lets out a battle cry.

A battle cry that is barely heard over the screaming souls that escape out of Shang Tsung's body as this green vortex shoots out from his mangled form and shoots up through the ceiling. A green vortex that Kitana can't help but look at with nothing but shock. With nothing but admiration as her eyes drift away from the vortex to look deep inside at the man standing in the center of it all. To the rightful champion of Mortal Kombat.

The open sea. This vast sea that spreads for miles as far as he can see. An impressive amount of water with the perfect current leading them away from Shang Tsung's Island back towards Earthrealm. It is over now. His ten year journey was over now. Shang Tsung is dead. The lives of the thousands of vanquished warriors that had been trapped have now been set free. Including his older brother. A brother that can now finally rest in peace and someday meet again when his time is over.

But his time isn't up. Not yet anyways. No, there is still one more thing that he needs to accomplish. One more goal for him now to achieve. What could be considered to be an impossible task. The unlikest events to occur. A thought many have only dreamed about. The demise of Shao Kahn. The demise of the emperor of Outworld. To free the realms under his control. To ensure his evil presence can never touch another realm ever again.

And his mission starts now. His task starts now as he awaits for this boat to arrive back on the shores of Earthrealm. Awaits for the next order to be issued by the woman by his side. The rightful heir of Outworld. A woman that he can feel glancing in his direction every now and then with hints of a smile across her face. A welcoming presence. This nice little moment he can share with another just enjoying the others company without needing to speak a single word. The calm before the storm before the true battle is to begin. Before they set out to gather her hidden allies and bring the fight to Outworld. Bring the fight to Shao Kahn.