The city is drenched in flames, guns, and screams that occur all around. Blood and violence rain upon Earthrealm. There was this human, he had a blue uniform. Gunning down every threat there was. Soon enough sudden invasion of Outworld had caught the attention of their warriors. The place was in ruins, utter chaos engulfed the air.

Meanwhile, Shao Kahn remained in his throne, waiting for Quan Chi to come back with his resurrected empress. Kalliste had managed to defeat one Earthrealmer through all the flaming rubble. Just the scent of ultra-violence fulfilled the atmosphere.

Everyone had returned to Shao Kahn's fortress. A dead ally; Motaro as killed by one the Earthrealmers.

"What is this?" Shao Kahn questions in disappointment.

"Raiden has killed Motaro." Says Mileena. His followers drop the dead Centurian onto the center. Kalliste looked at the side of Shao Kahn's throne. The empress; Sindel was alive and well. She steps in.

"It's no great matter. I will go to Earthrrealm. To finish Motaro's work." Says the queen.

"Yes. Shang Tsung." Shao Kahn calls for the sorcerer, he willingly comes forth to his emperor's attention.

"Yes, Emperor?"

"The empress requires something of you." He steps forward. Suddenly a howling burst of green magic overwhelms Shang Tsung, - Shao Kahn pulls his soul magic from within him. The sorcerer yells in agony, his eyes turning white - soon he is vanquished, gone from existed. His souls were ripped from him. Shao Kahn holds his power, offering it to Empress Sindel. The amount of soul magic just overwhelms her in sweet rapture.

Suddenly an unfamiliar intruder comes forward to the Emperor. His skin was burned, tethered as he wore a gas mask. Mileena and a dark warrior; supposedly Quan Chi's specter; intercept the intruder's path.

"No one attacks the emperor!" Says the erratic Mileena.

(Insert playable fight)

"And I thought I was the freak." The intruder taunts. All of Shao Kahn's embassies surround the intruder. "Quan Chi. Seal the portal!" Quan Chi steps forward relinquishing his power. The intruder looks around.

"Time to go." Suddenly he charges at the portal, faster than ever. He seemed to have an ability to have speed. The guards hardly got a hold of him, and he managed to escape through the portal.

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Earthrealm has been obliterated, ready for the taking. Shao Kahn was so close, now their only task was to take care of the Earthrealmers. Now Empress Sindel was more powerful then ever, she proceeded her way to eliminate the enemies.

Outworld warriors had apprehended a couple of human forces up in the tower for unknown reasons to Kalliste. Now it is time to wait until the souls of Earthrealm is consumed and cherished by the demon sorcerer: Quan Chi. There was not much to think about in Kal's case. She gave into malevolence, had no sympathy for the others who deemed innocent. All she could think of was herself and the others that served under Shao Kahn's rule.

Awaiting commands; Kalliste could only wander the corridors as she had nothing else to do after the invasion on Earthrealm. As far as she knew, Earthrealm was ready to be conquered; engulfed in flames, - ruined just like how Shao Kahn wanted it to be.

Everything seemed darker as she walked through the halls, she was fiddling with a kunai; a small Japanese throwing knife. Then she gave in to the eerie atmosphere. It was beginning to deem similar to her being led astray. Once more she heard sounds of coins hitting the ground roughly; as if the hands were searching eagerly through all the hoarding.

Then she finally realized that she was near Kollector's fortress. She wanted to be quiet yet respectful upon her visit. All she could see was him on the ground, prowling into his satchel like an animal.

Kalliste knocked on the hard part of the wall, alerting him as he harshly shot his head at the source of noise - finally his eyes landed on Kalliste who delicately stepped in but stopped - unsure whether or not he would allow her presence in much further inside.

He snarls at her sudden reappearance.

"Why are you here...?" His tone retreats to his usual hasty mood; his fingers toil with the gold he searches in.

"Aren't you supposed to be serving Shao Kahn right now...? He's preparing his move on Earthrealm."

He stands up abruptly "Why? Does he ask for me...?" His concern arises for the emperor. Kalliste gestured him to calm down, shaking her head.

"I was just wondering. —-Yet, what exactly are you... doing?" Kalliste steps forward, curious about his little spare time. Suddenly he presses his hand into the satchel, closing it as he puts it away on his back.

"-Nothing of your concern." Kollector spat. He was now on his way out to the door, shoving Kalliste out towards the exit so she may not linger any further in his chambers.

He roughly closed the door, locking it. He turns around, glancing at her discontented. Kollector then proceeds to walk away through the narrow and dark corridor. Kalliste could sense his aura of embitterment, almost like he just felt uncaring for the moment. Maybe her sudden presence made him disgruntled.

Kalliste slowly followed his way; her footsteps slowly continued to make him irritated.

Then he immediately turned around, his eyes glaring at her.

"-Why must you proceed on -pestering me?!"

His hands gripped firmly around her fabricated arms, slightly shaking her out of frustration. Kal's eyes widen a bit hardly fazed from his sudden outburst.

"How exactly am I pestering you...?" She said sarcastically, her face given an emotionless expression with a slight minor grin. Just her unperturbed face made him even more inflamed, tightening his grip, his elongated nails starting to dig into her skin despite it being covered by her leather jacket.

Steadily and slowly, his face looms closer to hers; his face filled with irritated disgust - dwells with uncertainty for his obscure intentions. His hands abruptly grasp around her throat, the other clutching her soft face. Kalliste was extremely unsure whether or not he was trying to understand her...? Perhaps even end her life so that his irk may end for once and for all.

"-What are yo-" He tightens his grip around her throat once more to cease any more words out of her. Choking her.

Kollector's hand traveled onto the top of her head; brushing her hair...?

"-I am uncertain of what spell you have cast on me..." His face continues to fester maliciously.

Kal's face clenched from almost being suffocated, she swatted her hand on him, beginning to tighten her free hand around his arm.

"-It's no- s-spell... It-is-... but... -lo-love.." She gave it her all, telling him what he had to know.

Tightness finally was relinquished around her throat, she quickly dropped onto the ground, catching her breath, and coughing harshly. He steps back a bit.

"-You do not...-" Kollector's voice begins to stammer, scattering as he could not comprehend the situation. Suddenly his movement turn erratic, completely bothered, beyond overwhelmed. Kalliste slowly stands up, recovering from his forceful grip. But she softly approaches him, careful of her actions, elevating her hands in front of her - preparing herself.

Managing to catch his swinging arms; pulling him to stop his unpredictable behavior. Her hands slipped into his, the sudden warmth of hers has soothed his flourishing temper.

"Kollector." She let the volume of her voice enter his mind, quickly vanishing that uneasiness he held inside of himself. He finally faced her; still lingering with the expression of disgust from her sudden touch.

Her delicate orbs began to lull his soul, calming and yet piercing. Kalliste unsure about her next move, but she softly pressed herself against his chest. A placid embrace for him. But at that certain moment, she also felt the need to listen in to his heart - the beating and thumping against his ribcage was quite pleasant to hear.

Kalliste finally pulled away from him, both of her hands covering his left hand. He is still uncertain about this sudden - intimacy - as you would call it. The whole concept was completely strange for him, supposedly he had never been shown such devotion and care from one another. Pitiful and lonely, grown into desperation only covered by filth and ugliness. - Never learning about compassion through all that avarice.

Finally, she lets go of him.

"Enough of this... Let's go.."