A/N: All my dearest Daughter of a Monster fans, your dreams have come true. I am starting that fanfic up again. This time, focusing only on the Mortal Kombat universe. :D I am also going to make Rowan not nearly as Mary Sue and basically have a completely different AU in general. Either way, I hope you enjoy this little teaser! Let me know what you think in the reviews!
Rowan stared at the mirror, inspecting her new uniform. It wasn't her favorite, as it was rather plain for her tastes. But with a Thunder God as your mentor, it was inevitable. She tugged at the white kimono-like top, trying to get some sort of a view of her cleavage. It proved futile. With a grumble, she tied the deep blue sash around her waist and pulled on the matching white pants. If not for the blue trim and thunder bolt across her chest, she'd look like a damn mental patient.
"Miss Rowan, it is time to begin training." Raiden's steady voice was heard outside of her doorway. There was no door, but Raiden wasn't exactly the creeper type, so it bothered Rowan none. She laced up her black combat boots- the one thing she refused to change about her normal outfit- and headed out the door to her teacher. Upon seeing her, Raiden gave a fond smile. He had expressed that he found Rowan charming and enjoyed her company, thinking of her as a niece or perhaps a younger sibling. She beamed back at him.
"So what are we learning today, Lord Raiden?" She never forgot to say 'Lord' before his name, as it would result in fifty extra pushups that her noodle-y ass arms couldn't do on top of the fifty she already had to do every day.
"We are going to learn how to make a portal. We are visiting the Lin Kuei." He replied. Rowan tilted her head slightly.
"Lin Kuei? What's that? Some kind of temple?"
"You could say that. It is a temple for a clan of assassins. Led by Sub Zero. While I am away, he will train you."
Rowan stopped dead in her tracks. She was going to be trained by a freaking assassin?! On what? Making cookies?
"Why would I need to be trained by an assassin? I thought you said I didn't need to know how to fight? Just control my emotions and not let myself destroy anything?" She continued to follow Raiden outdoors and toward the long sloping drive that led up to her house. She owned a small farmhouse pretty much out in the middle of nowhere, which is how she liked it. She had moved here as soon as her grandmother had died and left the house to her in her will. Now, she didn't grow crops or tend to livestock, but she was planning on doing that in the future. Ya know, after she stopping destroying everything she touched.
"That is what I had wanted for you, but I have recently realized that perhaps training that indomitable spirit of yours may help keep your rages to a minimum. That is what I hope, anyway." He replied. Oh so wise.
"Oh. I guess that makes sense." She replied. Though really, it made no sense at all. Why the hell would making her a killing machine help anything?
"True warriors use meditation and awareness throughout their daily lives. They have absolute focus and a strong enough will to be able to keep all emotion at bay. That is what I want Sub Zero to train you to do. Not karate-chop all of your opponent's heads off." He chuckled at his own joke, and Rowan actually laughed. It was a nervous laugh, but a laugh all the same.
They soon came to the end of the half-mile drive and took a swift right along an abandoned gravel road, heading toward what used to be a corn field, but was now a perfect place to practice her…abilities.
"Alright Rowan. Start by running to the end of the field and back. Then begin your normal exercises until I tell you to stop." Raiden murmured to her. She followed his directions, tirelessly running the mile or so to the edge of the field and back- two miles. She was a distance runner in high school, so it bothered her none. She kept far from the road, reaching upwards toward the sky, as in reverence to the Gods. After a few moments, the pearly white clouds that floated along in the sea of a sky began to swirl, turning a sickly dark grey. Thunder rolled loudly across the sky, sounding like a barrage of timpani. Lightning flashed, striking at the already burnt soil around her. Her eyes glowed white, no different than Raiden's himself. Except she was no God. She was a normal girl with a powerful gift and a raging temper. With that temper, she was undefeatable. No one could survive her deadly attacks of lightning and tornados and unsightly torrents of rain. That is why she needed to become a warrior. That is why she had to go to the Lin Kuei. So she wouldn't kill everyone close to her, like she had already done. She was no God of Thunder, but she was a hell of an opponent. She smirked.
"Good luck, Sub Zero."
A/N: I know it's short, but that's how teasers work, silly! If you want more, just say so! Fav and follow if you want to see more of Rowan and hear of her tales!
Much love, devoted old fans,
-Solas