So this is my first story. I really hope you enjoy it. I know I really had fun writing it. Also i own nothing besides Mark.

I just got out of 4th period not knowing what the hell we had just discussed over the past 50 minutes or so. It's actually been like that all day and it's been brutal to say the least. It was just one of those days. I just wanted to get home, eat everything and sleep to forget about my lackluster day. Deep down I knew that wasn't going to happen. I had work to do tonight. It was going to probably be a long one too. So, with that in mind, I decided to actually enjoy my lunch and I sat with some guys I knew from classes. They were decent friends, nobody I knew super well but people I could laugh with. On the way over to the table i was stopped by my "good friend" Lou.

"You got the goods scrub?" He asked

"Yeah yeah I've got 'em right here" I said as I pulled out a coke, cookie, and ham sandwich from my backpack. Lou quickly took them from my hand.

"Pleasure doing business with you."

"Oh the pleasures all mine (asshole)"

"What was that last part?"

"Nothing. It was definitely nothing. "

"That's what I thought. Now get the fuck out of here scrub."

"Sure thing."

I then began walking to the table once more. When I was about 8-10 feet away I was stopped by another friend. This one an actual friend, one I've had for years. Almost as long as I can remember and we've had some...things here and there if you catch my drift. Well we're coming off one of those things and she comes yelling

"MARK TORRES!"

"Jesus. WHAT!?"

"YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT!"

"I DONT ACTUALLY SO WHY DONT YOU TELL ME!"

"BULL SHIT! You weren't here yesterday. You were with someone weren't you!"

"Even if I was it shouldn't matter. We aren't together anymore!"

"God this is so typical! I HATE YOU!"

At this point she storms out.

'What the hell did I do?'

I sat down at the table and put my head down.

'God I want out of here. This sucks. No. Common Mark. You have gone through WAY worse. At least it doesn't hurt physically."

"WOAH! Who's that?!"

I looked up and around and scanned the crowds. I don't really see anybody unusual. Wait. Is that...? o shit. It was a man I knew pretty well. Or knew of pretty well. I'm not going to say I accidentally killed his brother because it wasn't completely and accident... I mean I was part of this tournament and I really didn't want to but I kinda had to because it HAD to be done so... Well. He wore black robes with blue highlights. His arms were exposed showing huge biseps and from his elbow down it was an icy blue. He wore a facemask that covered his mouth and nose and steamed when he breathed. The ground around him froze as he walked. I knew if he spotted me there was going to be blood. So with that in mind I got up and booked it away from him running on top of the table. I knew he would be directly behind me so when I got to the end I jumped off and turned while pulling a knife out of my pocket and quickly throwing it. It suck into his right shoulder knocking him back somewhat. He quickly pulled it out and stared at me, obviously with murder in his eyes and hate in his heart. "Mark Torres correct "

"That's right. The one and only. And you must be Sub-Zero am I mistaken?"

"Sub-Zero was my brother. A man who you killed in cold blood."

"Well. Actually. He was the cold blooded one... Get it. Cuz he was sub...never mind. Listen. I don't want to hurt you. I honestly don't know how you got here but however you did im going to have to find out."

"That secret is my own. Now you pay for your sins."

'I have to kill this guy and fast. He should NOT be here. This is a problem. A big problem'

He got in his fighting stance and I mine.

"WAIT! Before we kill each other..."

I pulled out my phone and one of those smaller speakers from my backpack. The ones you get at RadioShack for like 20 bucks. I hooked up my phone and put on Fell in love with a girl by The white stripes

"Alright. Now I'm ready. "

We examined each other for a minute then charged. He opened with a quick punch to the gut while I brought my fist down on his skull. This brought his head downward where it was swiftly met with my knee. He followed up with sweeping my legs from under me and attempting to stomp on my head. I moved it at the last second as the cement cracked below his boot. I quickly got up and uppercutted hitting his jaw and cracking teeth. I then brought my left arm around to the body but I swung to wide and Sub cought it. He twisted my arm around so my elbow faced the sky and my back was then so him. He brought his fist down on my elbow and broke my arm. I let out a scream of pain until he kicked my throat not allowing noise to escape my mouth. He let go of my arm and I fell to the floor. A large crowd formed around us and everyone stood speechless of what they were witnessing. Sub-Zero extended his arms and a sword of ice formed in them.

"Mark. Today you meet your maker!" He raised his sword and brought it down to hit nothing but ground. I appeared behind him, grabbed his head and violently twisted, snapping his neck, killing him. At this point some kids screamed, others fainted, some threw up and the rest continued to stare in disbelief.

"I should probably get going..." I said to nobody in particular. With that statement I picked up the body and in a blue flash I was gone and at home 10 miles away, in less than a second. When I was there I picked up my weapons. My duel swords, Vita and Mortem, my spear gauntlets, Axion and Deceit, and my duel 45s, Virtue and Infamy. I looked at my map of the universe and planned my next move.

So that was chapter one. I know your favorite fandom probably hasn't been introduced yet but give me some time and it'll all come together. Trust me. I've got a plan.