Mortal Kombat 9 Sonya Blade Novels & Stories

But before she could even react, Blade appeared from the shadows, standing in the middle of the road and stopping her car. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" She yelled out, getting out of her car. Blade quickly grabbed her arm, twisting it behind her back before she could scream. Her phone dropped to the ground. “W-what do you want from me?” she gasped, struggling. Blade didn’t answer. He pressed a small cloth soaked with something against her nose. Natasha tried to fight, but within seconds, her body went limp. I smiled. “Good job, Blade,” I murmured under my breath as he carried her into the back seat of the car.

“Kalia, hold your hymn!” The entity’s claw slashes, grazing Renn, his relics dimming, his scar pulsing shadow, his body crumpling, his hymn a whisper. Veyra’s blade flares, striking the entity, her runes blazing, shielding Renn, her voice a cry. “He’s fading!” Cassia’s blade sparks, her fire wounding the entity, her eyes blazing, her voice sharp. “Renn, fight!” Maddox’s shadows bind a tendril, his dagger slashing, his grunt desperate. Sylvara’s vines crumble, her aura fading, her hands clawing ash, her lips whispering Elara’s name. Lysara’s frost-ring pulses, her blade slashing, her strikes relentless, frost trailing. Theryn’s light-blade flares, their hymn frail, Zorath’s gauntlet steady, s

Her remaining human eye was flat, milky, and dead, staring right through me without a single spark of recognition. She raised her right arm. Her forearm split open with a mechanical whir, a heavy, high-frequency plasma blade sliding out from beneath her skin, hummed with a lethal, blinding blue energy. Beside her, the two Stalkers raised their rifles, their red targeting lasers dancing across the water before locking dead-center onto Dominic’s unmoving chest. Nora tilted her head, her voice escaping her throat through a synthetic, metallic vocoder that sounded like a distorted nightmare. "Target Alpha stabilized. Project Rebirth initiated. Terminate the male. Secure the asset."

“Stay down dog, and tell me where the hell is my daughter. I will tear your throat out if I don't hear an answer in two seconds or less.” But like a stubborn mute, Loki remained unmoving even though his nose was bleeding profusely. After a brief moment, Mr. Blade looked over at Luna, and within a flash, he rushed for her, grabbing her by her throat, and lifting her over his shoulder as she struggled to breathe. “I will start with her then!” Mr. Blade snarled, shaking her like she was a ragdoll as she screamed in pain. “Tell me where the fuck Skylar is, damnit!”

At the mention of Kanzaki, Yuri turned towards the scientist’s direction only to see a large pool of blood around his body where a long metal blade, which Yuri recognised as one of the blades from Selina’s Vigrid, protruding from his neck. “He’s dead?” Yuri stated more than asked, and Selina and Sunny both looked over where Yuri had been looking and nodded simultaneously. “With that, mission accomplished.”

“Nina, take this. No one will dare hurt you. I’m probably the strongest being in Happy Home. If this blade could cut off my head, it can certainly cut through any entity below.” Then the mechanical voice whispered in my ear—this time, privately: 【Congratulations, player. You have obtained an SSSSS-rank item: “Blade of Love.”】 He… really did that for me. For the dead, the thing that killed them is the ultimate taboo. But he still tore it out of himself—just to give it to me, as an act of faith. The live chat went absolutely insane: 【What the hell?! The knife that killed the Headless Boss is actually a top-tier item?!】

"The armor is too strong! Change plan!" SpeedBlade, now armed with his sword, sees what's QuickShot means. He runs toward Dr. Cho but she won't fall for the same trick twice. Waiting until SpeedBlade is in position, she looks up at the monitors on the fall. With a simple gaze, she causes all the monitors to explode. They fall from the walls and onto SpeedBlade. While SpeedBlade is buried under a pile of burning monitors, she turns toward QuickShot as she prepares more arrows.

“She knows!” His mate reacted immediately, twisting to get her eyes on the enemy, but it was still too slow. Luna Eleanor thrust a silver blade into her back, the tip of the knife piercing through her shoulder, gleaming at Connor, taunting him with its red hue. Inga stepped back from her attacker, her foot tipping on the stairs and he watched with horror as she fell.

Jordan raised the small knife up and showed it to all of them as his sign of victory over their worst enemy. "You all are too gullible..." They all paused and turned back to see Sonia standing perfectly okay with no scratch to the amazement of everyone. "I have tens of thousands of lives. That person wasn't me and will never be the real me" Sonia said. Jordan hadn't moved from the spot he was as he listened to Sonia speak. Suddenly, he felt an object slash his throat and he found it hard to breathe and fell down to unconsciousness. Apparently the dead Sonia had not died as all thought. She stood there and held the knife which she had used in killing him and licked its blood.