You and your friends, Johnny Cage, Kenshi and Kung Lao, were on a mission to track down the sorcerer Shang Tsung. You had followed a trail of clues and had ended up on a Tarkatan site, where a group of Tarkatans were in search of the same sorcerer. However, after entering the site, your group stumbled into a debacle with the Tarkatans, who saw you as a threat and surrounded you.

"You got us into this, how 'bout you get us out?" Johnny said, his tone frustrated.

You and your teammates looked at each other, trying to find a way out of the predicament. But before anyone could come up with a plan, the sound of growling and snarling filled the air. The Tarkatans had surrounded you, their razor-sharp teeth and claws bared as they prepared to attack.

Kenshi, who had been trained in the art of sword fighting, stepped forward, his sword at the ready. He tried to calm the situation, saying, "I know what this looks like, but we don't work for Shang Tsung." "If Not, Why Save him?" Baraka, a powerful and terrifying Tarkatan warrior, growled. "Because Liu Kang, EarthRealm's protector, wants to question him," Kenshi explained. "He thinks Shang Tsung may be a threat to both our realms."* Kenshi stepped forward, extending his hand for a handshake. "I'm Kenshi Takahashi," he introduced himself. Baraka looked at him for a moment, and then stepped back slightly. "Our kind do not shake hands," Baraka growled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend." Kenshi replied, taking a step back, his hand now at his side. "Don't you know what we are?" his voice filled with disgust. "We are victims of Tarkatan. The disease is not easily gotten, but youve already been exposed." He continued to explain, "You can't risk more close exposure."