One might say that our world is one of many pararell realms. According to old legends these myths are true. Each warrior has chosen by the Elders to carry out to battle ancient powers or strength passed down from those before them. They themselves pit there mights against each other in the tournament ‘Mortal Kombat’. Long time ago… The warrior ‘Li-Zang’ Lost against the mighty shang tsung. He was seperated soul from body. With mercy Shang Tsung casted his hellspawn body to the burning wastes of the Netherealm where he’s body had changed into a burning inferno. ‘Li-Zang’ is no longer… He has changed, mutated to his opposite specter just like our realms, he is ‘Flame!’.
‘Where are my women!’ The strong emperor of out world commanded the his ninja-slave. The timid warrior replied. ‘There coming’.
Within the very split-second a group of females came opening the doors. The group stared at the emperor. Shoa Khan rose to his feet..
‘Get up and entertain me women… You don’t seem the least bit promising..’ Not knowing the emperor sat back down. Withing seconds the emperor fell to his knees and started coughing. He did not know that he was drooling blood for the last 3 minutes… He started to choke eventually something was coming out of his mouth… Blood started to pour like it was a river or cannel. As the moon started to hide behind the gloomy incesence of clouds the chocking continued. Suddenly the choking stopped… An elder gods voice echoed in khans head…
To Be Continued… >>>
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One might say that our world is one of many pararell realms. According to old legends these myths are true. Each warrior has chosen by the Elders to carry out to battle ancient powers or strength passed down from those before them. They themselves pit there mights against each other in the tournament ‘Mortal Kombat’. Long time ago… The warrior ‘Li-Zang’ Lost against the mighty shang tsung. He was seperated soul from body. With mercy Shang Tsung casted his hellspawn body to the burning wastes of the Netherealm where he’s body had changed into a burning inferno. ‘Li-Zang’ is no longer… He has changed, mutated to his opposite specter just like our realms, he is ‘Flame!’.
‘Where are my women!’ The strong emperor of out world commanded the his ninja-slave. The timid warrior replied. ‘There coming’.
Within the very split-second a group of females came opening the doors. The group stared at the emperor. Shoa Khan rose to his feet..
‘Get up and entertain me women… You don’t seem the least bit promising..’ Not knowing the emperor sat back down. Withing seconds the emperor fell to his knees and started coughing. He did not know that he was drooling blood for the last 3 minutes… He started to choke eventually something was coming out of his mouth… Blood started to pour like it was a river or cannel. As the moon started to hide behind the gloomy incesence of clouds the chocking continued. Suddenly the choking stopped… An elder gods voice echoed in khans head…
‘Khan my son… It is time don’t you think?’
‘Father.. isnt it the most violent way to speak to your son..’
‘YOU WILL LISTEN.. khan. Your prancing about has taken its tole on me for too long.. Very long.’
‘Is it time to unleash the extermination squads and begin annhiliation?’
‘Yes…’
‘Very well… it will begin next month father, shinok… i swear or ill die by the hands of a mortal’…
In each of us there burns a soul of a warrior. In every generation a few are chosen to prove it. Each chosen must prove there self worth by fighting for their lives, by fighting for their honour and by fighting for their realm. In a tournament called Mortal Kombat….
‘My name is Flame, i am output specter of the warrior Li-Zang.’ The fire warriors thoughts echoed in his head. Sleeping in the burning molten lava he sees figures lurking above him. The warrior violently pounces creating a harsh current of negative wibes to pass through the air. Flame flipped in the narrow pathway.. To see one man.. The warrior made eye contact with flame.. Flame spoke.
‘Who are you? Speak or BURN at my hands..’
‘I am Scorpion’ The warrior spoke.
‘.. continue and speak’ Flame replied as scorpion stepped forward.
‘I too am a ninja specter just like you, my body is similiar to yours. I too posses the natural power of fire which you posses. But will always be greater.’
‘Screw you, youll never be greater than me.. i am the master of fire. What buisness do u have here?’
‘I am searching for Quan-Chi, know him?’
‘Yes.. i work for him.. And my mission is to KILL anyone who seeks him even incase of an alliance.’
‘I see… GET OVER HERE’
In that split second the two warriors started to fight.. Then a serpent ripped through a palm of scorpions hand. Flame flipped in the air ripping the serpents head and kicking the Ninja. The ninja stepped back and held his leg and let go, kicking Flame. Flame was still not skillfull, Scorpion deflected every attack. Scorpion punched flame and he smashed against a rock. The rock melted, because of the high heat that flame poseses… Flame rose to his feat. The fight continued.
After several minutes of gut-twisting fighting flame was bleeding, his blood sizzled on his skin. Weakened the warrior rose to his feat and threw a massive fire ball at the warrior. He kept making these balls until the Scorpion ninja was weak… Now the two was equal.. Suddenly in a split second scorpion dissapeared.. Not knowing where he was Flame walked back… But then scorpion stood behind Flame and hit him on the face.. And ripped his nose off. Blood started to pour as flame kept stumbling. Scorpion mumbled ‘Want more.. then COME HERE!’.. Flame fainted and fell back into the molten rock. He has lost. At the age of 25; the young warrior has no love in this world; no one to talk to; no friends; but has the power only to make enemies. He is now at the verge of death.. His memories ran past him in a dream state.. Studying with Master Bo Rai Cho. Loosing his brother to the hands of Quan-Chi. Then the warrior woke up; and flipped back into the narrow path which he was there 30 minutes ago… With his wounds healed he declaired a re-match.