Mortal Kombat - Blood Red by MowsysWrath

Mortal Kombat - Blood Red

By MowsysWrath

Foreward - I thought up this story on a slow Monday, at about 4:30 in the afternoon. This story will follow one Mortal Kombatant as he faces off agenst many familiar opponents, and maybe some new creations of my own. What kombatant will it follow? One of my favorites who started out as an error of two ninja characters mixing together. Ermac. Error Macro, i think is what his name meant. Look it up on Google, i suppose.This is baisically an Alternate universe, everything that happened in MK will not be in here. Maybe a few thigns will, but i highly doubt it. Right, without further adue, Mortal Kombat - Blood Red

DISCLAIMER - Everything in this story is owned by their respective owners! I Did NOT create Mortal Kombat!

Outworld, 7:32 A.M. Shao Kahn's Palace.

Ermac, a collison of souls in one body, stared out the window of Shao Kahn's top palace. The palace overlooked the Living Forest, and a small village that Shao Kahn had not cared to bring to its knees like he did the rest of Outworld. Shao Kahn was an ignorant fool, in Ermac's eyes. Any village could do damage to an empire, Ermac knew that. A small portion of the souls that made him came from the very same village the Earthrealm champion, Lui Kang, had come from. One of the souls was Lui Kang's brother, Chang, that constantly hollered for release. The main soul that made Ermac was a soul of a man named Ermel Macren, who fell at the hands of Shao Kahn in Mortal Kombat centuries ago. This was before Shao Kahn poisoned Onaga and took the throne of Outworld for himself.

Ermac's green eyes scanned the treetops of the living forest, most of his face was covered by a black mask, but he wasnt sure if he had any face at all. He never dared to take it off, for fear of what he may look like underneath. Being a collection of souls, he may be a mutated freak, and knowing that himself was enough to put him down and he didnt need that. Especially if he were to continue his plan.Ermac turned from the window and faced a standing Shao Kahn, who was looking down at a bed. A female figure lay sleeping, or presumed to be sleeping, a large grey wave of hair lay off the side of the bed on the floor.

"Ermac. I want to know who did this to my bride." Shao Kahn didnt seem the least bit depressed that his bride was dead. Killed by poison. "Who killed my beloved Sindel? Who Ermac! Who?" Kahn moved closer to Ermac, gripping the black and red collar and lifting Ermac off his feet. Ermac remained calm, and took in a deep breath.

"We dont know, sir. She was poisoned, itsour guess. Someone who has access to her food. I would say its the oni cooks that did this. Those tretcherous beasts, we think they murdered your beutiful Queen Sindel. Would you like us to slaughter them, sir?" Kahn stared into Ermac's unblinking eyes and descided he was telling the truth. Kahn released his grip on Ermac's collar, then turned to walk away. As Shao Kahn stood past the threshold, he turned and looked at Ermac. "Leave the Oni. We must see if they really have poisoned the food."

Ermac bowed, letting out a loyal "Yes Sir" as Kahn walked out the door. Fool. Under the mask, Ermac smiled with whatever mouth he might have had. He has no idea. He will be next. Ermac knew his next phase in his plan, frame the oni and make it seem as though they had done it. Ermac had concocted a poison, teleported into the kitchen while the Oni were away, and poisoned Sindel's wine. This night, he would poison Shao Kahn's food, but he knew Kahn would find out, thus the blame would be on the Oni. Perfect plan. We've outdone ourselves, we truley have.

Outworld, 3:54.PM Shao Kahns Palace. Oni Kitchen

Ermac walked into the kitchen, where the grey; yellow eyes beasts were walking around, compelting their tasks mindlessly. All of them moved away as Ermac moved toward Shao Kahn's dinner. Soup, made with the finest fruits, vegitables and meats in outworld (and maybe a few from Edenia, if the stocks hadnt run out.) Ermac let a small green glass bottle slip out of his sleeve into his hand, he set the bottle down next to Shao Kahn's soup-bowl and turned to face the Oni, who were still fixing the rest of Shao Kahn's meal. The oni were such stupid creatures, they even sometimes feasted on fallen bretherin. Ermac had a few things against cannibalism, mainly because a few of his souls were from earthrealm, but there was a small amount of him that enjoyed eating its own kind. That being from the Outworld and Netherrealm souls he had collected.

A few Oni passed him by, glancing at him with their yellow eyes and a dumb look on their grey faces. Ermac looked at an Oni that was bringing a few Edenian Turnips to Shao Kahn's soup. Ermac's plan was going smoothly, and this would help him a lot. As the Oni dropped the turnips into the soup, Ermac grabbed the beast by the neck and squeezed.

"Tell us what this is!" Ermac asked, pointing at the green glass bottle. Other Oni looked to see what the commotion was about, when Ermac threw the Oni to the ground. The Oni scrambled backward, its claws making it slide on the tiled floor as it tried to retreat from the approaching Ermac.

"What is it? Answere us before we take you to the Prison!" The oni's eyes widened, the prison was known as The Dark Prison and was used to imprison Shao Kahn's enemies. Usually the prisoners would starve to death, unless a nice round in Kombat happened. Then someone always got ahold of the loser's corpse and passed it around. Sometimes it only served to be a chunk of meat from the loser, when the loser was thrown into the smasher. Everyone tried to hold it back, only one of the many people thrown into the path of it survived. Lui Kang was once there and killed a Tarkatan after surviving the smasher, and the latest talk from person to person is Tarkatan meat is great after some tenderizing.

The oni backed into the kitchen wall and held up his hands, hoping for mercy from the seemingly angered Ermac. Suddenly, Shao Kahn burst in the door behind Ermac, an Oni following him.

"Ermac. What is the meaning of this?" Ermac turned from the frightened Oni and looked Shao Kahn in the eye.

"My lord, I caught this beast about to drip something into your soup." Ermac pointed again at the green glass vial, then glanced back at the Oni. "I belive its poison, the same that killed Sindel." The oni stayed silent under Ermac's piercing gaze.

"I See." said Shao Kahn, not asking for an explination from the Oni or Ermac. His armor clinked as he walked towards the Oni, Ermac moved out of the way and watched the next events. They were interesting, to say the least, and bloody to say enough.

As Shao Kahn towered over the Oni, the oni seemed to shrink more. "Stand up, you pathetic traitor." said Shao Kahn. It struck fear into the Oni, and it showed. The oni stood shakily to its feet, Shao Kahn grabbed the Oni by the wrist and drug it to the middle of the kitchen. "Ermac. You know what to say. We're having a round of Kombat." Ermac nodded.

"Fight!" Ermac's voice boomed over every other little noise in the kitchen, and any Oni not interested dropped whatever task was at hand and came to watch the fight. This is where it got interesting.

"Hit me." Shao Kahn said, calmly to the shaking Oni. "Hit me, and if your lucky, I'll make it quick." The oni did nothing, besides stood and shook. "Okay then, coward. Prepare to die." Shao Kahn was still calm, but the rage was visible. His muscles were pumped and rage had come to a boil inside him. The Oni continued to cower in fear, and closed its eyes when Shao Kahn raised his left fist and brought it down onto the Oni's head. The Oni's face hit the floor with a great speed, so great the Ermac's eyes couldnt follow it when it slammed agenst the tile and ricoshed back up. The impact created a sound much like the shattering of a nosebone. Blood ran thick with just this one hit, and Ermac thought it was probably a good time to give the final line, but maybe the Oni could bear a bit more. The oni's face was completely messed up. Blood shot from its nose and ran down into its mouth, which in turn was letting out blood also that ran down its chin. Fresh blood stained the tiled floor where the oni's face made contact with it, along with a large crack that disrupted the ordered tiles.

The oni stumbled a bit while Shao Kahn picked the Oni up by the neck. "You killed Sindel. Now i'm going to kill you." He dropped the oni, stepped back and looked at Ermac who shrugged. "Finish Him." Ermac's voice boomed again, all the oni moved in for a better look at the finishing move. Shao Kahn lifted his right foot to the dazed Oni and pushed the oni down onto its back. Shao Kahn then proceeded to grab the oni's hands and feet, and with his foot still on the Oni, pulled on the Oni's limbs. The oni screamed in an inunderstandable language as its arms and legs were torn out of their sockets. Shao Kahn threw the bleeding limbs down in front of the Oni's fading eyes as a large pool of blood grew around the dismemebered limbs and body.

Ermac took this as his cue, as the Oni's moans faded. "Shao Kahn wins, Flawless Victory. Fatality." Shao Kahn turned and walked out, a bit of blood stained his glistening silver armor. Ermac turned and left the kitchen as well. As he left the kitchen, he didnt take a glance back. Any suspicion on him was gone, and all left on the dead oni on the bloodstained kitchen floor. Perfect. Now theres one last thing to do, and we'll be free of that ruler and we'll take control of Outworld.

Outworld. 12:45. Shao Kahn's Palace. Shao Kahn's Room.

Queen Sindel's body had long been removed from the room, and buried in a royal tomb in a well gaurded place in Shao Kahn's palace. The night was peaceful, not many sounds erupted from the people below (although, the trees in the living forest groaned a bit.) Shao Kahn slept in his bed in his undergarments and covered by a fine red blanked, 100 percent Edenian cotton and probably the only Edenian cotten left in Outworld. A flash of green light and Ermac appeared. Mind warp was one of his abilities of Telekinesis, something he was abel to do because of all the souls in his possesion. So many of those souls knew Telekinesis, so it came to him as easy as breathing or walking. Those souls were key to his life. He could fight as good, if not better than, Shao Kahn or Baraka.

Ermac approached the bed, his large axe in hand as he began to finish his plan. Ermac's souls were all happy, all of them ready to rule outworld. All exept maybe Chang's, but he was a Monk. Soft moonlight flowed in through the open window, spilling onto Shao Kahn's bed like his queen's hair used to spill over the side of the bed. You'll be with her soon, Kahn. Thought Ermac as he reached the side of Shao Kahn's bed, raising the axe to end his life and take Outworld for himself. As he let the axe fall, a fist hit Ermac squarly in the stomach, forcing him to drop the axe to the floor and sent him flying into the wall.

Shao Kahn wasnt asleep, as it turned out. Ermac looked up to see his former master standing over him. He felt like the Oni did, right before the end. But no, Ermac wouldnt go down this easily. He stood up, took his stance and readied himself. Shao Kahn also took a stance, and this would be the fight that descided it.

Shao Kahn threw a left punch, but Ermac ducked under it and countered it with an upercut that knocked Shao kahn off balance. He stumbled backward while Ermac came foreward and let his left foot fly toward's Kahn's stomach. Kahn grabbed Ermac's foot and spun, released Ermacs foot and watched Ermac hit the wall with the window. The wall behind Ermac shattered, sending concrete chunks down. Ermac coughed up a bit of blood, then looked up at Kahn.

"My faithful deciple." Kahn spit. "Pitiful that you were my deciple. You try to betray me, you die. I see that you poisoned Sindel. Die, traitor." With that, Shao Kahn picked Ermac up by his collar and tossed him out the large opening in the wall, down to the purple ground below. On the way down, Ermac screamed. He screamed with all the strength his souls could muster until he blacked out.