I completely forgot to mention that evil spirits in my story have a gross and dark type of coloring (like a puke green and such), while the spirits of others are not necessarily colored as such. Also, I know that this is rated M, but there hasn't been such rated M things, but there will be lemons and gore later on, so if you're here for that, bear with me.

Anyway, here it is with some MK9 stuff:

Teoitotia's POV:

After flying to the western coast, swimming across the Pacific Ocean, and flying to the White Lotus Headquarters, I feel my eyes starting to shut. To wake myself up, I hunt on land and get a good meal. A few miles away from the White Lotus Headquarters, I pop a chicle (chi-kl-eh) in my mouth so my breath could be pleasant. I stop when I saw the White Lotus temples, hide a part of my body behind a tree, force my spirit outside my body, and scan the area for any danger. Nothing. Good, but also odd. Where are the monks? I look and sense my surroundings for anyone. Not much, but I can sneak through to meet the Four Great Lords. I climb a few walls and hop on rooftops being vary cautious to not make a single sound and not be seen. After reaching my destination, I began to feel a little bit more nervous about meeting the Essential Spirits. I shifted into a grasshopper, checked the entrance of the Jinsei Chamber for any sign of life. Okay. There's at least two Spirits in there. Good. I shifted back, walked towards the entrance, and see two of the four Essential Spirits; Tlaloc (Raiden) and Ehecatl (Fujin). That works. They see me approaching and stop having their conversation. I seem to have interrupted some argument they seemed to be having. I immediately bow my head and look down in respect and submission. When I am about two meters from them I stop, get down with my right knee to the ground, my right hand clenched, knuckles touching the ground, and my left forearm across my left knee. They turn their bodies slightly to face me but also the one across from them.

I knew that they spoke Nahuatl, so I said in my language, "Great Lords Tlalotzin and Ehecatzin, I am called Teoitotia of Tliltekalli from Tliltetepetl. I wish to serve you for the sake of Earthrealm."

The one known as Fujin, spoke first (in Nahuatl) with interest, "I have not seen your people, nor spoken your tongue, for a long time. Have you all finally decided to come out of isolation?"

Keeping my posture and in a low voice, I responded, "No Great Lord Ehecatzin. I am the only one who is to interact with the outside world. They have remained isolated."

"I see..."

Then the one known as Raiden, spoke also in Nahuatl, "You said that you came here to help. What can you do?"

I respond in the same manner as before, "Anything that does not result in the exposure of my people, Great Lord Tlalotzin."

He does not answer. But Fujin says, "What have you're people done concerning the...no-good spirits?"

"They have been pushed back years ago, but the situation has not changed drastically."

"I see..."

Before he could say anything else, Raiden said, "The majority of the invaders are in the East coast of the United States, but some go beyond the city and seek to do harm against the innocents inland."

I knew where this was going and assured him, "I understand my task, Tlalotzin."

"Come back here when you are done. Thank you."

"Quema, Tlalotzin." I say and then I stand up with my head and eyes still down. I bow deeply. Walk backwards for a few seconds then turn around to leave. When I'm at the entrance, I look around and made sure no one would see me, so I shift into an eagle and fly up. If I'm to patrol the whole world then I need to do so efficiently. After thinking for a while, I get the idea to fly and send my spirit out in a wave that looks like a hollow sphere as far as I can. It saves time, but not enough to make a drastic difference considering the size of the planet.

... ... ... ... ...

After patrolling the major parts of land, I see that nothing has made it to what people call the "Old World," but I sense a few no-good spirits. I'll let my people take care of them. So I cross the Atlantic Ocean as a Blue Whale. When I get close enough to see land, I shift into a bald eagle and start the process all over again. Just as I fly over a city, I see bodies. Lord Raiden said that some invaders were moving beyond the city...those who can teleport or fly could have gotten very deep inland. Hmm... I checked to see if there was no one near the nearest tall building. When I confirmed that, I landed on it and shifted back. I need to know how far they could have gotten. I sit with my knees to the ground and force out all my spirit with ease. Then, I force it beyond my presence and send parts further north, west, and south. Alright. It seems like they are at least within a 300 miles radius beyond here. Time to hunt and not for food. So I do exactly that. It took me a while to catch up with them but I killed them all. No weapons needed. As I was fighting some Tarkatans, I felt a presence back in the city where the fight broke out. It must be those called the "Elder Gods;" no one could emit such power. Not even the Essential Spirits. I finish killing all of them and set the bodies on fire. This was quite a simple task-. Something caught my attention. A malevolent spirit in the desert. I growl and immediately take off in the form of a falcon. According to its path, I assume that it plans to target the southern people (Ute, Zuni, Dine, Hopi, etc.). Oh no. I fly faster and when I started to see desert, I felt in the presence in from of me trying to pinpoint the ranking of the spirit. It is at least a captain (rank before generals). Should be no problem...for me at least. I ran further ahead as a coyote. I spot a weak malevolent spirit a few miles off the Ute and Dine reservations and shifted back. What is your superior up to? I stand in alert and walk around...I felt the vibrations of something striking the ground I was standing in before I dodged.

"Hello, dog." I sneer at it as soon as I see it from a distance (dog or "itzcuintli" was a very offensive term for Nahuas of the past).

"Descendant of Tliltetlapiani, you caught me," it said in a playful mood.

"I will allow you to return to your ruler, but do so now. Refuse, and I will rip you apart. I'm sure you can be replaced."

"I'm working up the ranks. Soon, I cannot be replaced." It tried to take another cheap shot by sending sharp appendages towards me. I flicked my wrist up so my palm was facing the sky and from the earth arose 4 walls that surrounded me. Inside the shelter I made and just before the walls were broken, I clench my fists, pull my arms back slightly, lift my left leg, and simultaneously stomp my leg while straightening out my arms aiming towards the earth. At that instant, the earth swallows me and I am traveling underground. I travel a full 90 degrees to the right of the attack. As the earth spits me out, I put force on the ground I am touching, crouch a little bit, and jump off at an angle away from the spirit. Midair, I clench my fists and cross my arms over my chest. I will my knives to appear between my fingers with bits of my spirit in the sharp portions, and throw them in the direction of the spirit. I can tell that they all landed, not only because of my spirit that pierced it, but because it howled in pain. I land on the ground in the position of a school wrestler and stand up bringing my arms out with my fingers spread. I will my knives to return to me immediately. They do and before I could touch them, I force them to come together to the point where it looks like I am going to condense them. They disappear. The spirit charges at me as I do the same, looking like a lunging jaguar. Before I let it take another shot at me, I put my arms back with my palms facing perpendicularly from the ground and feel the wind push me into the spirit. Just before I was absorbed into it, I pull my limbs to my chest to make myself into a ball. Then when I open my eyes, I see black and feel myself inside the spirit and hear, "What kind of move was that? No matter! Thank you for giving me your power!" Roaring, I make my spirit attack the malevolent one and I know that I am ripping it apart. It groans in pain and by the time I hit the ground on my hands and feet, I feel that the spirit is no longer whole and no longer has a conscious. I stand up and no longer feel the presence of any no-good spirit. I feel like I put on a big show. Technically, I could have killed it without moving my body and only fighting with my spirit, but my people and I know it is a bad habit because should we show our true power, the no-good ones will do something drastic and increase their power along with the harm they cause. Also, we don't want to lose muscle memory. I should check in with the Ute, Hopi, and Dine elders. I walk to the reservations, speak with the elders that know about my people and excuse myself. I walk deeper into the desert and feel what happened back in the city where Outworld arrived. It seems to be taken care of. I notice that there have been many casualties. Time to cross the Pacific Ocean again. I think frowning. Wait. What if I travel underground? When we travel underground, it's definitely faster than running and perhaps fast than flying. A falcon can fly up to 240 miles per hour. If I were to give a rating of underground travel, I would say I could travel underground about 370 miles per hour. Why didn't I do that in the first place? The bad thing about it is that we have limited air in our "pod" so to speak. I can change my lungs to accept other gases, but there is still limited air. That is why I swam. I could change into my true form and be there within 3 to 5 seconds. I have only done it during practice and my family said that we should only use it when fighting against the ruler or generals of the no-good spirits, but if I am to report to the Great Lords, I must be fast. No one is within miles of me, so why not? My family may scold me when I return home, but I can deal with it. I should travel underground so I cannot be seen by anyone. I close my eyes, clear my mind, focus, and go.

... ... ... ... ...

I have reached the White Lotus Headquarters and notice that it is just as empty as before. I walk to the Jinsei Chamber and feel only one Spirit in there. The other three must be guarding Shinnok's amulet. I see from a distance the Jinsei and Fujin/Ehecatl is facing it. When I enter the temple, Fujin turns to face me and I immediately look and move my head down as before. Within at least two meters from him, I stop and kneel.

Again in my language, I acknowledge him, "Ehecatzin."

He turns his whole body to face me and says, "Teoitotiatzin, you no longer have to kneel." I stand up with my head still slightly down and look to the stone ground on my right.

"I have come to report that all the threats that went beyond the city, as well as within it, have been taken care of."

"Do you know what occurred in the city?"

"I only felt that Shao Kahn and many warriors from both sides were killed." I feel him nodding his head and then we went into complete silence. He then says, "Tell me; How did the tlatoani and the elders let you leave your lands? Did you only come to aid us in this crisis because it dealt with realms beyond our own?"

"I began to have a feeling that this crisis will cause a certain chain of events. What those events will be? I do not know. But, I also believe that it is time we interact more with the world, not just for the sake of time but also for the realm. As for your first question, I had some people on my side."

"I know that your people are not used to being so informal with us, but please try to...relax a bit more," he says in a very friendly tone.

"I will try," I said with my body posture being the same as before. This will take some time indeed.

"I have nothing else to do besides guarding the Jinsei, so, why not tell me; What have your people been doing ever since the isolation?"

... ... ... ... ...

I told him what my ancestors and I have been up to, as well as my concerns. When I was speaking, he never interrupted or even moved a muscle, only listening. It was hard to change my body posture from extremely formal to slightly more relaxed, but still formal. He seemed comfortable. It seems like the modern times have changed them all. After I told him about the death of my father, a co-tlatoani, he told me that he sympathized with me. I'm glad he still remembers some of our customs. We frown upon people when they say that they're sorry. It's easy to say it but harder to feel it. Most people rarely use the word "sympathize," but when they do, we understand they they truly have compassion and not just saying "sorry" based off of muscle memory. As I was telling Fujin about the thing we have recently seen concerning the malevolent spirits, I noticed that it was a few minutes shy of dark. I felt my surroundings again and felt a Spirit I have come to recognize as Raiden. I turn my head and see him from a distance. My body language goes from formal to extremely formal and bow to him.

"Tlalotzin."

"Teoitotiatzin. I assume you were successful?" he said with a slight tone of sorrow.

"Yes Great Lord. I stopped the invaders from further killing more innocents."

"Thank you." He turn to Fujin and says, "We have won but at a great cost."

Fujin grew concerned and asked, "What did we lose?"

They were openly showing their emotions and although we Nahua are used to having Essential Spirits showing their emotions, I grew uncomfortable being in the presence of an unhappy Spirit. So I bowed to both of them and said, "I will be leaving my Lords. I can return tomorrow should you wish." They both looked to me and Fujin says, "We have plenty of spare rooms for you to rest in so you would not have to travel all that distance you initially had to before."

"There is no need. I can sleep and eat somewhere nearby. I only need to shift."

"Are you sure?" he responds in concern.

"I appreciate you asking, but I will be fine." I then turned to both of them, bowed, and said, "Rest well Great Lords." They nodded and I took a few steps backwards, then turned my body and left. Once I was in nature by myself, I shifted into a fox, hunted, ate, shifted into grasshopper, found a tree with a hole big enough for me to enter, and let my eyes rest until I fell asleep.

... ... ... ... ...

I woke up a bit before the break of dawn. I jumped out of the hole I slept in, and shifted back into a fox and went to hunt. Once I caught my prey, I shifted back into my human form. I reached my left hip and took out some incense and summoned a flame with my finger to burn it. I set it down on the flattest rock I could find. I cleansed the area of impurities. Then I put my kill off to the side, sat in front of the incense, closed my eyes, and chanted to thank the Spirits for their sacrifice and my ancestors for being with me (not literally of course, my mother is the only one to hear them as she is the oldest of her siblings and the rightful tlatoani). Then I meditated. After all of that, I created a fire, summoned a knife, cut my kill, and threw part of it into the fire as thanks. I finished the rest and wished I had some fruit or vegetables to go along with it, but meat will do just fine for a few hours.

I cleaned up my semi-camp. Realizing it was only a bit after the break of dawn, I went to a pond big enough for me to bathe in and made sure no one was near for miles. I put my hands and arms together and aimed them at the pond. With my palms facing down, I moved my arms apart to move the impurities of the pond to the edges. Letting my clothing and accessories become a part of me, they vanished and I stood there naked. I walked into the pool. I summoned another small pouch I had and opened it. I pulled out the fruit of the copalxocotl (known as the "soap-tree") and the sticky root of the xiuhamolli (known as the "soap-plant") and bathed. I always made sure every few seconds to check for intruders. I finished and forced the water on my body to unite with the pond. I forgot to pack more clothes. I could always wash them. But wearing the same things? And dirty? No. I pushed the pond's impurities towards the opposite side of where I was and washed my jewelry, sandles, loincloth, hipcloth, and cloth that covered by breasts with the copalxocotl plant I had in my pouch. I forced the water within and on them to unite with the pool, and put my clean cloths and jewelry. Now what about my cloak? I cannot possibly put it on again... This is what I get for forgetting such a thing. I sat there in silence of what to do. I put another teeth cleaner into my mouth while still thinking. I cannot go back home and return...but I can substitute my dirty cloak for another! I burned more incense and summoned my dirty cloak. I willed it to be switched with another one that was white with red and black horizontal stripes as well as tenixyo (mentioned in chapter 3). I can only trade things like these if I have a very personal connection to it. The one that I had before was a gift from my uncle when I became a General and the one that I summoned now was given to me when I officially became a judge. My mother weaved it but I am also passionate about justice, and that cloak sparks that side of me even more. The other cloaks I have a personal attachment to is the cloaks that represent my belonging to the House of Black Stone and Immature Maize. The later belonged to my father. I tied my cloak the same way as before and headed back to meet up with the Spirits. I felt my surroundings and noticed that the monks were more active than yesterday, and Fujin and Raiden were near each other like when I first arrived.

I approached them and was my usual formal self, but I remembered that Fujin told me to be less formal, so I bowed my head slightly less, looked down, and bowed saying, "Tlalotzin. Ehecatzin."

They turned to meet me. Raiden nodded and said, "Teoitotiatzin." Fujin only nodded and then asked, "How was your rest? Did nature suffice?"

"Of course, Ehecatzin." We had to know how to survive away from home should we were ever stranded. It was especially important when our ancestors moved from place to place dealing with the no-good spirits. It then became included in the rite of passage.

Fujin continued, "We should catch you up on the details of what happened throughout the tournament up until the death of Shao Kahn."

"I am listening."

... ... ... ... ...

After hearing all this information, I can now understand why Raiden was so upset. Most of the tournament's warriors were gone. Johnny Cage and Sony Blade were the only ones to come out of it alive. The new Sub-Zero, Kuai Liang, seemed like a honorable man, for he was starting to redeem himself. I feel like something good is coming for him. What shocked me the most was that these Revenants are Earthrealm's heroes.

"They are corrupted by Quan Chi's magic. I do not know if they can be cleansed." Raiden said with a bit of sorrow in his voice.

"I am here to help, Great Lord," I assured him.

"Quan Chi is still alive and plotting something. After the death of Shang Tsung and Shao Kahn, I believe that he may be up to something," he said in a concerned voice.

"I agree."

"Earthrealm may have its warriors, but some of those are not capable to stand up against Quan Chi and his minions. Which is why I am in need of your help in not only the defeat of Quan Chi, but the defense of Earthream. Would more of your people be willing to help us?"

I hesitated. I gave my word to my uncle and the elders that I would be the only one involved. I had to be honest, "Great Lord Tlalotzin, my people will not aid us until I have proven that we have to open up to the world. I am to work alone concerning these threats and issues of the world. They are still isolated, but I am still to be a secret, so to speak." I didn't want to upset Raiden, but I had to tell him the truth. I know Fujin already understands because I told him everything yesterday.

"I understand."

I tried to brighten up his mood, "Tlalotzin, I am still here to help. I can do certain jobs while keeping myself a secret."

He nodded and the chamber fell into a comfortable silence. I know that they needed help, but I do not know what their goals were and with that, I do not know what to do and cannot come up with any plan. So I decided to ask for clarification, "Great Lords, what do you seek?"

Raiden replied, "We need to prevent Quan Chi's plans from coming true, but we do not even know what those plans are nor how he plans to accomplish them. However, we also need to rebuild Earthrealm and make it stronger so an invasion like yesterday's could never cause massive damage again."

I nod and before I could ask Raiden a question, Fujin beat me to it. "How do we start?"

I told you this story came to me easier! I already had a lot of this planned out. I just needed to be more detailed.

I was planning on getting an internship this summer but it seems like that may not be happening with the stuff that's happening (also, who wants a rising junior?), but I will still work. Because it would be summer, I will definitely write a whole lot more often (like maybe a chapter per week? 1.5 weeks?). The point is, I would like to finish this story by the end of the summer as well as story number 1 (see "Long Time No See"). Heck, I would like to finish story number 2 if I have enough support.

I am currently not taking requests but should you want to inform me of one you would like, PM me. I will be taking requests maybe by mid-May (after my finals). I would be able to do some anime, video games, books, and movies (perhaps, I missed a few). If I like it and can take it further along, I will do so.
I would like to start story number 1 next week, so if you like Underworld, please check it out and review it should you want story number 2.

Tlazocamati!