I am a copy. A corrupt replication. An image stolen from an unbreakable idea. I am soul-less, I am a ghost in my own world. I am lost with no path, I am a replaceable object for others amusement...I am Mileena. The ugly sister of the princess, I am unfathomable, and unbeatable.
A demon stalks me in the night. At first I had felt he was just figurative, but now it feels more and more as if he is here with me. I can nearly feel his presence on my skin. His rough hands on my shoulders. His heart beats like mine, fast and tormented. He haunts me, reminds me of what I one day will be, a monster.
In my sleep I see a flash of yellow, a scar of black. It obscures me, It juts me from sleep. I can no longer rest for he is there with me. I feel like this demon is real, but I have yet to realize who he is. This broken man, strong willed and angry. Violence shrouds him. I've seen him slaughter many in his path. He is almost like an animal. Almost like a creature of myth.
A martyr. A demon, a wraith. Many names cover his face. But they all mean the same. They are fear incarnate. They flee when they hear his call. A spear plunged through a chest. A scream of defeat, and then the crush of bone. These sounds fill my head. He torments me. He enrages me...but I dare not spit my venom at him, I know he would kill me. I live in fear of someone I have yet to encounter. A demon who's name has yet to be spoken. Eyes like storm clouds, glassed over and hungry, hungry for me.
Kitana believes me to be unstable. She says its because of how I came to be. A defect, a flaw in me. She says the constant torment of our father is our harm, and that I was to weak in mind to reflect his will. But I know he is here with me. The last shred of soul that I have is entangled with his, he knows who I am, and he will come for me one day. For whatever reason, he will come, and he will have me at last.
He stalks me in the night. In my dreams, in my every breath. A demon. My demon. I fear him, but he keeps me safe, but only for his own gain. He keeps me close in heart, he gives me the strength to fight, the will to continue. This demon I speak of loves me, and I am powerless to his love. He makes me want to love him too. The heat of passion will be far to much for my body when he comes close. Even now as I ponder, I can feel his heat on my back, as if he were here.
He burns me with his love, his lust consumes my figure, and I can nearly see him. Those cloudy eyes stare at me as he ravages my body. His strength eats at me. I scream, his angry eyes smile. And then as if the flames had run out of fuel, he is gone.
He tortures me, my mind, body and soul. He cuts me to pieces with his eyes.. and whats worse is that he calls my name in the voice of a thousand screaming men. With a heavy heart I fall to the floor and allow myself to succumb to the freezing cold that he has left me in. I begin to miss his heat, but I fall asleep. He watches me sleep. If a smile could appear across his face, it would.
An angel, a demon. It matters not what he is, all that matters is that he is here with me. And I am helpless to his love.
"Mileena, my daughter, come to me." Shao kahn spoke.
Mileena walked forward, leaving her sister behind.
"Yes, father." Mileena said from behind her pink veil.
"I have wonderful news for you my love." he spoke.
He reached down to Mileena from his throne. He caressed the pink mask, feeling her sharp dangerous teeth underneath.
"What news father?" Mileena said as she pulled from her fathers grasp.
"Oh my girl...I have found you a suitable mate. You are to be married to the wraith of Underworld,The Netherrealm he is called Scorpion." Shao Kahn looked down to his daughter. A joyful expression crossed his face.
"I-I...but Kitana...she must marry first..." Mileena pleaded.
"I am putting customs aside for once, this is a one time offer that I have been able to work out with the Wraith. I am more than luck to have an opportunity to link together our clans together." he hesitated. "My love, this is a political marriage, it will help the cause..."
she looked at her father. She did not understand, anger welled in her eyes. She wanted to strike him, rip his head off and eat his brain. But she chose not to.
"I see...as you wish."
"I'm glad to see you agree. I have arranged a meeting between you both at dusk. Make sure to look presentable my dear." he smiled a wicked grin.
"Kitana?"
"Yes father?"
"Go with your sister, help he get ready..." Shao Kahn said.
"Yes father." she spoke.
Kitana walked forward and grabbed Mileena's arm.
"Lets go." Kitana whispered under her breath.
Mileena agreed, in shock, and was hurried from the hall.
They sped to Mileena's room. Kitana's mind racing with every step. She knew that Mileena would try to get out of the marriage, and it was Kitanas responsibility that she didn't.
"Okay, lets get you ready." Kitana said, as she began to strip her sister down.
"I can do it!" Mileena spat at Kitana.
"I just wanted to...help." Kitana tried to say.
"Well...I can do the washing myself. Thanks." Mileena said as she pulled down her pink strappy costume.
"Well...here, let me run you a bath..." Kitana said as she hurried to the next room.
Mileena went over to her vanity and sat. She looked at herself, her pink mask remained. She slowly removed it and looked at her toothy grin.
She thought of what kind of man would agree to marry someone as disfigured as her. She closed her eyes for a moment and pressed her head to her hands.
"Do you mind if I brushed your hair?" Kitana asked meekly.
"I'm not completely useless you know I can do these things..." Mileena hissed at her.
"I, was just trying to help." Kitana said quietly and began to walk away.
Mileena for some reason felt like her actions were unwarranted.
"Wait, yes, please...my hair."
Kitana turned and walked back. She picked up the hairbrush and began working her way through Mileena's matted tresses.
"So...are you excited for this?"
"I'm unsure...I just...I rather not speak about it." Mileena replied monotone.
Kitana knew that her answer meant 'no'. She looked down, feeling pity for Mileena. She had never known love, not even from her princess sister. Kitana had always been the lucky one. She had been beautiful, had an adoring public, and most of all, a secret lover, who would do anything to keep her safe. She only hoped that in time the Netherrealm clan would come to adore Mileena as she had been adored. Most of all she hoped Scorpion would be pleased with her, and in time...love her.
Although Kitana knew that loving Mileena was a rough task, she had been trying her entire life with nearly no success.
"I believe the bath is ready." Kitana said as she brushed the last bit of of mMileena's now smooth black hair.
"Thank you." Mileena said as she rose from the vanity and walked to the bath.
She dropped herself into the hot clear water, it relaxed her, and soon made her forget about this entire marriage business.
Dusk arrived quickly. The stage was set at the East Garden. A tall muscular man dressed in yellow and black paced the length of the garden. He was nervous and did not know if marrying to create a bond between clans was such a good idea.
He had been married once, even had a child, he did not know if he could go through all of that again. He had changed, he was not the same loving and caring man that he had once been. He was a monster now. Soon he heard steps from behind him. He turned to look. A woman in blue stood before him.
"Scorpion, may I present...Mileena." the woman spoke.
A woman dressed in a dark dusty pink appeared before him. She wore a revealing outfit, a long skit was slung around her waist. She wore pink thigh high boots and had a pink mask across her face.
She bowed to him. He returned the gesture. He looked to her. Her body was thin, but very shapely woman. Instantly he felt attracted to her but never let it show.
"Mileena, I am Scorpion...you and I are to be married in two days time." he spoke.
"I know. Its nice to meet you." she replied in a harsh voice.
He knew that she was not thrilled by the meeting, nor the idea of being married off to someone she barely knew.
"I apologies for such a sudden announcement. I know that you may not be happy about all of this, but I hope in time you will come to...er...appreciate my company...and I...yours." he said to her. She looked down to her shoes and fidgeted.
"Will I be living with you in Netherrealm?" she asked.
"I would say so, after all you will be my wife." he replied.
"Will I have my own quarters?"
"If you wish." Scorpion understood the question.
"Will you be pursuing other women?" she asked one last time, this time looking at him.
"Most likely not. I am an honorable man, I will honor our vows, even if they are for political reasons."
"I see...well then I agree to the proposal. In two days we will be betrothed. And I will reside in Netherrealm, although I will miss my beautiful home here." she said as she looked around.
"I will try to satisfy any accommodations that you wish. I only want you to be content." he spoke.
"Thank you." she said quietly.
"Thank you for the meeting, Princess." he said as he bowed to her.
"I am no princess." she said quickly.
She walked away, her curvy figure blending in with the darkening night.
For a moment he thought that this could be a mistake, but he pushed the thought out of his mind, and tried to focus on the political situation at hand.