Hey people so I have a new story here. Basically it's taking the plot of Mortal Kombat X with various Marvel and D.C characters as the MK characters. I happen to have a great memory of the story mode in MKX but if I get something wrong don't spam me. Thanks to SwifteForeverAndAlways, my co-writer.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Millions of years ago, Apocalypse, one of the elder gods, turned on his fellow deities and invaded the Earthrealm. Ororo Munroe and the Elder Gods stopped him and locked him up in the Netherrealm. Others followed in his footsteps, like Outworld's emperor Grant Ward, who was obssesed with conquering Earthrealm. Ororo convinced the Elder Gods to enact the Mortal Kombat tournament as a way to even the odds...give Earthrealm a chance. For generations Ward followed the Elder Gods rules. The war moved to the arena, where we sent his toughest fighter to challenge Ororo's greatest defenders in Mortal Kombat. Two years ago, they beat him. But Grant Ward wasn't ready to lose. He violated the rules of Mortal Kombat and invaded the Earthrealm.
Most of Earth's defenders were killed. Turned into undead warriors. Despite the odds they stopped Ward's invasion. As punishment, the Elder Gods destroyed him. Ororo's defenders though the nightmare was over. But it turned out Apocalypse has been manipulating events; Grant Ward's invasion...his death... All part of his plan to escape the Netherrealm and resume his war on the Elder Gods.
A war was raging on downtown in a city, soldiers were being killed left and right. Large demonic creatures were killing them as four military helicopters shot at them. Steve Rogers was on one of them. Steve walked up to the cockpit and spoke to the pilot. "Set 'er down nice and easy for me." He said. "Don't I always?" The pilot asked. "If by 'always' you mean 'not once'..." Steve joked. The pilot just shook his head as Steve turned to Natasha. "Major?" He said, nodding his head to the back of the plane. Natasha stood and headed back there, Steve following. "Alright. You have the coordinates. Rendezvous at Storm's Sky Temple." Natasha commands. "Where there's an angry evil former Elder God waiting for us with his Devils." Steve interjected.
"Gods. Portals. Flying Demons." One of the guy mutters. "Blind guys with magic swords." Steve glanced at Bucky as he spoke, smirking. "The world has changed. For the worst if we do not expel Apocalypse from Storm's temple. He means to poisons Earthrealm's life force, the Jensei." Bucky said. "And we're not going to let that happen." Natasha said. "Bucky and I appreciate the Major allowing us to help you. We're glad to kick Apocalypse's bony a** back to the Netherrealm." Steve said. Just then, the sound of explosions pulled them away from their discussions. Steve, Bucky, and Natasha quickly made their way back up to the cockpit and watched the copters fall.
"I've never been able to do that green glow since." Steve had finished telling his story to a group of the next generation of their group. "They believe it was because I saw someone I care for in danger." Steve said. "What about you James. Can you do anything like that or did it skip a generation?" Clint Barton asked James Rogers, Steve and Natasha's son. "Let him be Barton." Wanda, daughter of Bucky, said. "We didn't need a halo in any of our missions, did we Bobbi?" "Nope." Bobbi answered. "I've seen plenty of stuff. Pietro, Wanda, and I all have. Stuff that would blow your Special Forces mind." Clint snapped. "Fu-" James began before his father interrupted.
"At ease. You're all here because you deserve to be. You're all beautiful and unique snowflakes." Steve said. Steve talked to his team for a little while longer before sending them off on their mission.
I know, we skipped a lot, this chapter would have been an entire story if we went with the full thing.