Heeeeeey!
I'm back, with another chapter.
I can't contain my damn excitement for this story.
Maybe because it's something new, idk
If you haven't already, check out my other three fanfictions, which are all WIP.
They all accept OC's.
Guest, idk what to tell you
I'll try harder
To make a story with OC's not have OC's
Don't h8 m8
I'll make an OC and r8 it 8/8
Take it on a d8
…
Sorry jk
My last chapter sucked tho. I'll admit. It's a bit weird to write such prologues. I prefer to go right in, but if I did my story wouldn't have a story.
This story takes place after MKX so naturally we would see some new faces I just wanted to let people contribute.
And I have made OC's for myself. The one in this chapter belongs to me.
Most of my stories don't rely on readers… I just give them an opportunity to kind of share it.
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Ermac stirred in his meditation. He'd been interrupted quite a lot lately.
He felt pain.
Immense pain. Not like last time. Not at all.
Ignore it. That's what they were taught to do.
It burst like wildfire, scorching his body. He could smell smoke.
Ermac's eyes snapped open.
He stopped hovering and fell to the ground, clutching his chest. It burned. Sizzled, even.
He knew what was about to happen. He'd been warned about this…
Ermac, without Shang Tsung or Shao Khan to fuel him with souls, and Kotal Khan imprisoned, was finally falling apart.
A green orb formed on his chest.
He cried out in agony, as the cave began to glow green from the light
It became blinding, a very light green, almost white.
There was an implosion, knocking him out.
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She opened her eyes.
For the first time in so long, she was able to see.
She coughed, sending up dust, and clouding the cave.
She'd lost count of the years…
She began to laugh. Freedom was finally hers…
Springing up in a Shirai Ryu manner, she stretched.
It felt great to be alive…
She was wearing what she had when she was killed; Shirai Kuei green armor.
Her bamboo staff was on her back.
She took it off and felt its textures.
Touch was a sense she was deprived of when part of Ermac.
It made her shiver, a sensory overload, everything painful.
She stopped and took a deep breath, getting used to her surroundings.
Looking around, she spotted Ermac.
Ermac lay against a rock, ash surrounding him from the explosion, limbs splayed in all different directions.
He wasn't dead, to her displeasure.
Unless he was killed by a fatality that beheaded him or shredded him, he was invincible.
She couldn't do anything with her staff, unfortunately.
His satchel lay next to him, some of the contents spilled out.
It probably contained her own looted belongings in it.
She fished around in the leather bag, until her fingers enclosed on a medallion, a golden coin with a trident in the middle, fire coming from one side, and ice coming from the other.
Official seal of the Shirai Kuei.
There was also a mirror. Terribly cracked. A piece was missing. What was intact was smudged.
She looked in it, to find everything was in place.
Dark skin, green eyes, black Mohawk with a white streak in it.
She remembered her mother had given her the mirror before she went off to join the Shirai Ryu.
She couldn't remember her mother's name.
Or her own, for that matter.
How long had it been…?
"Try to focus on the things you can remember."
The sound of her own voice was music to her ears. She expected dust to come out of her mouth.
She was born and raised in Puerto Rico.
Her father was killed in a gang fight.
She joined the Shirai Ryu to follow in the footsteps of her brother.
When he died, and the Deadly Alliance was formed, she became a member of their elite army, the Shirai Kuei.
They were used strictly for stealth so no one would know about them.
And they all died out in the tournament.
She was the first one.
Killed by Baraka.
She still had the scar on her arm from a Tarkatan attacker in the Shirai Ryu…
She was defended by a German shepherd.
He had his soul taken with hers. They fought side by side.
She looked around Ermac.
Had anyone else popped out with her?
There was a skeleton, probably there before she popped out.
They were in Outworld. Such things were common.
There was a dog's whine, distant and echoing.
Her eyes widened.
She ran towards the sound, deeper into the cave.
There, the dog sat, waiting on his master.
He had completely jet black fur and green eyes. They were bred to look like that, as she remembered.
She didn't know his name.
"Damn it…."
Even that was like music to her ears. She reached for his collar, green rope embedded with black beads and a silver medallion on the front, which had the clan's symbol engraved in it.
No name.
"What did Shao Khan want with a dog's soul…?"
She sat down beside the dog. He whined again.
"I'm hungry as well. I wish there was something I could do about that. Ermac doesn't eat."
She looked out of the cave mouth, around Ermac on his rock.
It was still daytime, and the sun had just risen.
"We could live off the wilderness or whatever. That's basically not as hard as Shirai Kuei. Fighting for your food."
The dog responded with a bark. He left her side and ran towards Ermac.
She jumped, alarmed by the sudden movement.
The dog continued barking as she joined her beside Ermac.
He stuck his muzzle in the satchel, and his teeth closed around a scroll.
He dropped it on the ground, then began eating it.
She snatched it up and rolled her eyes.
"If you're that hungry, find yourself some food."
He kept nosing around in the satchel.
Out of curiosity, she looked at the scroll.
It had writing, and the Shirai Ryu symbol watermarked, covering almost the whole page in a dark yellow.
The words were hand written, not copied.
"Dear Ermac… Inviting him to join the Shirai Ryu isn't a good idea…"
But then, as she read on, she realized it wasn't about that at all.
"A tournament…"
She skimmed over the lines.
"Food and shelter provided for the duration… Payment as well…"
She rolled up the scroll and put it in her pack.
Whistling for her dog, she turned back to Ermac.
"I'll come back for you. All of you."
And with that, she set out.
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I promise, the main action will be soon. I just wanted her to have a backstory.
I'm thinking of naming her Medallion.
What do you guys think of that?
Let me know in the reviews.
Remember to make an OC on your way out
;)
The Form
Name:
Age:
Affiliation:
Sub-Zero or Scorpion:
Gender:
Appearance:
Home realm:
Blood type:
Weapons:
Allies:
Enemies:
Personality:
Optional
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A sample of dialogue:
Permission to be in a relationship:
Other: