A/N: This is essentially the same thing as told in MK: Origins, except told through the eyes of Shao Kahn and elaborated on extensively. I really researched Kahn to make this work.

What I've attempted to do here, is show a different side of Shao, gradually following his descent into lunacy, while keeping his incredible intelligence intact. He is mad with power, not just your average lunatic.

My interpretation of Kahn is of a warrior who was overthrown, forced into subservience, and who konquered, becoming overtaken by his quest for total power.

Warning: There will be some light lemon but not detailed enough or often enough to warrant an M rating.

Reviews are welcomed and encouraged.

Kahn the Konquerer

Outworld: Several millennia ago...

When Onaga conquered Outworld, nothing survived his wrath. His fury swept through the realms, destroying all it came in contact with. When the dragon king reached Shao Kahn's village, nobody could withstand his Tarkatan army. They tore through the village, killing everything; men, women, children, animals. The army burned the huts and stole the valuables. They raped the women and tortured the men. Nothing remained.

Except Kahn. He fought back. As the horde tore through, Kahn stood up to them. You see, Shao Kahn was not always evil. He was once an honorable man, who valued courage, strength, and honesty. That is, until Onaga took him as his advisor.

30 years before Onaga's invasion...

Shao Kahn wrapped his strong arms around his wife, Reima, as she lay their child to bed. Kahn towered over the woman considerably, standing at nearly 7 feet tall. Reima placed her delicate hands on the large muscles of Shao's arms, causing ripples to travel up his body. Kahn looked at Reima, then allowed his panther-like eyes to gaze at his baby.

"How is he?" he crooned.

"Sound asleep. He went down with no trouble at all," replied Reima.

"Excellent," growled Shao. "Now we may have some time to ourselves."

With Reima giggling, Shao pulled her into the next room of the hut. She pulled off his war mask, revealing a rugged yet handsome face with glowing orange panther eyes and spines on the crest of of his head. Shao's wife ran her soft hands down her husband's chiseled chest, sending waves of pleasure through Kahn's being. She delicately kissed the warlord's body, earning a deep sigh.

"Reima, you torture me so," growled Shao. He gently grabbed his wife and lowered her to the mat on the floor. He peppered her with kisses, and ran his large, calloused hand through her hair. Reima breathed a sigh of pleasure, and Shao grinned.

"I thought of you today, my lovely wife, as I cut down my enemies," he whispered, planting kisses on Reima's body.

"And I you, dear Shao," Reima breathed into Kahn's ear. "You know, little Shira missed you today," she whispered. Shao chuckled and held his wife closer.

"Say you love me, Reima," he crooned. Reima huddled up to Shao's large chest and kissed his cheek.

"I love you Shao," she breathed. The warlord shuddered at the feel of her breath on his cheek. He slowly removed her tunic, Reima complying without a word. He gently lowered her once more...

A/N: I make no apologies for Shao Kahn appearing OOC. This is my interpretation of him before his quest for total dominance.

Reviews are appreciated.