Scorpion vs. Sweet Tooth

''Get ready to die in blaze of gory. ''

Description.
''No rules, just bloodshed! The creepy clown of Twisted Metal Sweet Tooth takes on the iconic ninja of Mortal Kombat Scorpion, who will win?''

Battle.
''Earthrealm, Mid-night. ''

'SHINK! '

The ever so familar sound of a sword stabbing through flesh rang through-out the streets, like a bell. Blood fell to the ground and latched it self around the sword. What was happening? A certain Tarkata had decided to pick a fight with a certain hell-ninja. However, once a katana got lodged in his chest, he wasn't so talkative.

As he awkwardly stumbled about, swiftly losing consciousness, he looked head on at his opponent, regretting this decision immensely. When he was almost done, an ominous voice rang through out the street, and oh boy did Baraka regret this even more somehow after it.

'''FINISH HIM! '''

"Oh shit" is all that Baraka could think, as the Hell-Spawn stood up and took aim, he yelled "COME HERE!" at what sounded loud enough to break glass as spear lodged itself in Baraka's stomach. Pulling the Tarkata towards him at high speeds, he took out another kitana and flogged it straight into his neck. Somehow still alive, though not for long, the last thing he saw was the dead eyes of Scorpion...

...and a fiery portal appearing in front him in an instant.

As he was sent into wherever the portal lead him, he came out a few seconds later, his skin burnt to a crisp and nothing more then a skeleton.

SCORPION WINS

'''FATALITY! '''

The man formally known as Hanzo sighed as he pulled the two katanas out of Baraka's skeleton. All he wanted was a half-decent challenge, he had been mowing through all his opponents lately...

As he sheathed the katanas he walked down the dark street until he stopped in his tracks. He heard something. The sound of a young woman screaming. Scorpion, curious, decided to scoop about, trying to find the source of the terror. Eventually, he reached an alleyway and found the source of it, along with trails of blood and a killer clown. He was overweight, wielding a machete, and had a burning similar to Scorpion's own. As he slowly stood up, he turned around to see Scorpion, staring at him. Normally, he would of just chased the bystander down and turn him into a pile of mush, but not this one, no. He actually looked kind of dangerous, he had a mysterious aura as he tracked him down with his blank eyes.

"Hey buddy...I suggest you say you saw nothin'" said the creepy clown, raising his weapon and walking towards him, head down.

"...and run"

Scorpion, not one to back down, let out a "hmp" as he walked towards the masked man. "Hmp, if you think I'm backing down to a fat-ass like you, then you're mistaken" said Scorpion taking out one of his katanas. "Now tell me.."

Scorpion, both hands on the base, pointed his deadly sword at this mystery clown.

"Who are you?"

The man stopped in his tracks and looked up "Who am I? No one important really..." said the clown, admiring his weapon he's used for so long. "I used to go by Marcus..." he exclaimed, before pointing the end of his weapon at Scorpion with one hand.

"But you can call me Needles. Needles Kane" 

Scorpion looked at him with his blank eyes. "Y'know Needles, life is a very good thing, you don't really cherish it until it's gone, I realized that the hard way..." said Scorpion looking at the ground, weapon in hard. "And for what you're doing to the innocent, taking their lives away early..."

Scorpion teleported behind Needles, trying to slice him in half before he just barely was able to turn around and react, protecting himself with his machete, he hopped back a few feet to the end of the alley and howled:

'"YOU SHALL BURN IN HELL!" '

HERE WE GOOOOOO!