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Change of Blood
All I can do right now is feel. I feel like hundreds of people are trying to fight over my consciousness. I can feel the shifting and churning of this sensation, but cannot explain it. As I sense myself taking form, I am able to control the transfer of matter and flow of liquid around me, this experience I cannot explain. Suddenly I can smell… I can smell the feint smell of rusty copper. I can also hear the splashing of liquid all around me. I can also hear people scream in agony, their echoes ringing in my head as if my brain was a museum. How am I able to comprehend all of this? Somehow I know what I’m experiencing yet it’s foreign. A feint vision begins to appear before me, I can see the silhouette of a large man. I am frozen and unable to move, his piercing frightening eyes gaze me up and down. Finally the person in front of me speaks.
“I’m your Lord Shao Khan. You are born into this world because of me, do you understand?” This man gave me life? If it was not for him I would still be swimming in the consciousness of others? This man did me a justice, and he is all I know for now.
“My Lord Shao Khan, thank you for freeing me from that mental prison.” He growled a little bit and stroked his chin. I kneel down on my knee and bow yet I do not know why. It just felt like the right thing to do.
“I have a task for you I need you to complete, but first I want to test your abilities.” My first day of being alive and the man who created me asks me for a favor… I will do what I must for the man who saved me from the horror I was left in.
“What would you like me to do my Lord?” I asked after a long waited awkward silence. He scoffed and took a step back.
“From now on call me Master, I brought you life because I cannot trust anyone in my ranks. I believe you know where your loyalties lie?” he asked. I nodded in place.
“I owe you my life Master, For it is you who freed me from my prison.” The least I could do is let the man who created me have someone he can trust in. But I had to wonder subconsciously why he can’t trust anyone else.
“Do you see that man up on that bridge?” He pointed up. I looked up and saw a man standing around shirtless. As if he was waiting for someone he knew was inevitably coming to where he stood.
“Yes, My Lord.” He stared at me with what seemed like death intention. “Master.” I corrected myself. He nodded then slowly walked back.
“Show me your skills, and don’t disappoint me.” he let out as he sat down on a ridge on the wall. I quickly dropped my form into a pool of blood, the feeling was similar to how it was when I was born, only now without the voices.
The man I stood before who took extreme quick notice of me was shirtless and ripped, don’t believe you could find an ounce of fat. Had semi long hair that went down to his chin. Some of the hair covering over his eyes which appeared a bright green through his bangs. He looked at me with a smug grin. I can feel the sickening aura he let out, it was telling me he thought little of me. First time I feel irked by something, I already have an urge to destroy that deceiving face.
“Shao Khan always make you woman dress like that to distract men from battle focus?” He’s already belittling the man who saved me. Just fuel on the fire at this point. I do not respond to his taunt, I reach my hand behind me and start drawing my blade. “Straight to the point, I can respect that.”
“Shut your mouth.” I let out before dashing at him at full speed. I come down on him vertically with my blade he side steps it making me miss by an inch. His arm spun to back hand my face, but I dodge while twisting myself for a quick leg sweep. He back flips away, I noticed his smile came back. I go to dash at him again. But my feet won’t move. I see green hands coming out of the bridge grasping my ankles. I quickly try to cut them but to no avail my blade goes through.
“You lose Lady in Red.” he let out confidently. “You are carelessly aggressive.” He approached me slowly. First time feeling a little bit of fear, but I was able to subdue it quickly. I deconstruct my body into it's original form from what I was born, blood. I felt my body free of constriction as I splashed into a pool of it onthe floor dissipating away.
I reform above him from behind re-constructing and binding cells. Feeling much like I was when I was born except now it felt more natural. I pull my blades and aim for some nerves in his shoulders. He turns quickly and catches a blade in his hand.
I was completely caught off guard that he would sacrifice his hand to land a hit on me. My other blade was able to only grace his shoulder before he took his other free hand and grabbed my neck. That was when I felt the pressure of his grip trying to restrict my oxygen. I twist the blade in hopes it will weaken his grip and it does just enough I was able to back off.
Some of the man’s splattered blood from his shoulder was on me. It was a extremely sensual sensation. Almost as if some void was filled and filling it had extreme bodily pleasure. I could feel myself getting a little stronger, very feint but there. The man with the green eyes looked surprised.
“You’re quite good at fighting, feisty, and you drain the blood of men. You’re like a typical wife.” I don’t know what a wife is but that same smirk was there.
“why do you insist on talking when we’re fighting to the death.” I ask. I dash at him. I then see a bolt of light out of nowhere explode off the ground between me and my victim. A empowering presence was before me. Something told me in my head I’m not ready to fight such a man.
“ENOUGH! Next time one you tries to get a kill out of tournament. I will not hesitate to end your existence.” he let out. His voice very strong, sending chills down my spine. The man before me had a large straw hat, as well as blue and white robes. He wore eyes that told me ‘don’t you dare’ in those pure white stones. I look out the corner of my eye at my master. He’s just watching me, he told me to test my skills but does he really want me to fight someone with a aura this strong? I stick to what he told me to do. I start running, the man in blue and white vanishes instantly. Then instantly he’s behind me. Just as I felt his presence behind me I couldn’t turn fast enough before every fiber of my body was burning. My arms and legs went stiff, I was unable to control them. My muscles contracting on their own. I couldn’t transform into a puddle of blood to escape I was locked in this form at the moment. I screamed in agony, without even realizing it. The burning finally stopped but I was still unable to do anything as the man in the straw hat picked me up by my neck and held me over the bridge ready to drop me to my death and end my very short existence.
“Raiden, look at her eyes you see what I see do you not?” The man I fought at the start asked this Raiden who held my life in his hands. His white orbs were fixated on me very intently for what felt like 5 minutes but was only 5 seconds.
“How can eyes of an innocent work for someone such as Shao Khan?” he asked the other man. I was struggling for air, and I was hoping my master would do something. I was born to die so quickly? I could have defeated the first man if it wasn’t for this Raiden.
“Beats me, I’m willing to bet she was probably just born recently and brainwashed into fighting. That’s the only explanation I can think of.” I tried to mutter something but the lack of air made it impossible. How can they tell by looking at me that I was just born?
“For now you live, for there is possible hope for you. Let us talk in private Hornbuckle.” I was tossed a few feet away onto the ground as I gasped for air. I was coughing fiercely, while I wallowed in disappointment in myself.
“What’s your name Lady in Red?” I was asked. I sat there silent not wanting to respond. We spared your life, last you could do is tell us your name.
“Skarlet….” I let out. I don’t know where that came from, but for some reason I knew that was my name. Do I have a past I do not know? Hornbuckle seemed surprised.
“Hmmm, maybe.” he grinned as he walked away. Leaving me confused, they vanished away just as I hear footsteps approaching from behind. I look back… and my master looks exceptionally angry.
“Time for your punishment… Skarlet. The price for failing a mission is 2 days of torture.” My heart sank deeply. My chest heavy… why did this feel twenty times worse than when Raiden threatened my life. The aura from my master had harmful intent toward me. I was more afraid of my master at the moment than I was of Raiden.
Chapter End.
Chapter 2
My hands were bound behind my back, as the reptilian man urged me forward. He seems to understand English, but he seems incapable of speaking it himself. His scale like armor ripped some of my flesh off my face when he back handed me. That was when I realized even though I can split my body up into liquid form, I keep all previous damage done to my body when I reconstruct.
At the very least I still heal pretty fast. My footsteps from my heels left a loud clacking through the empty halls. Such uncomfortable footwear, yet I have the balance necessary to fight in them. The heel itself could probably be used as a weapon, focusing all pressure and power into a single point. Before I realized it, we reached a large set of wooden doors with a stone arch as the frame. I was pushed into the room, then quickly the monster in green kicked the back of my knee forcing me to kneel and then pushed my face into the ground.
All I can do right now is feel. I feel like hundreds of people are trying to fight over my consciousness. I can feel the shifting and churning of this sensation, but cannot explain it. As I sense myself taking form, I am able to control the transfer of matter and flow of liquid around me, this experience I cannot explain. Suddenly I can smell… I can smell the feint smell of rusty copper. I can also hear the splashing of liquid all around me. I can also hear people scream in agony, their echoes ringing in my head as if my brain was a museum. How am I able to comprehend all of this? Somehow I know what I’m experiencing yet it’s foreign. A feint vision begins to appear before me, I can see the silhouette of a large man. I am frozen and unable to move, his piercing frightening eyes gaze me up and down. Finally the person in front of me speaks.
“I’m your Lord Shao Khan. You are born into this world because of me, do you understand?” This man gave me life? If it was not for him I would still be swimming in the consciousness of others? This man did me a justice, and he is all I know for now.
“My Lord Shao Khan, thank you for freeing me from that mental prison.” He growled a little bit and stroked his chin. I kneel down on my knee and bow yet I do not know why. It just felt like the right thing to do.
“I have a task for you I need you to complete, but first I want to test your abilities.” My first day of being alive and the man who created me asks me for a favor… I will do what I must for the man who saved me from the horror I was left in.
“What would you like me to do my Lord?” I asked after a long waited awkward silence. He scoffed and took a step back.
“From now on call me Master, I brought you life because I cannot trust anyone in my ranks. I believe you know where your loyalties lie?” he asked. I nodded in place.
“I owe you my life Master, For it is you who freed me from my prison.” The least I could do is let the man who created me have someone he can trust in. But I had to wonder subconsciously why he can’t trust anyone else.
“Do you see that man up on that bridge?” He pointed up. I looked up and saw a man standing around shirtless. As if he was waiting for someone he knew was inevitably coming to where he stood.
“Yes, My Lord.” He stared at me with what seemed like death intention. “Master.” I corrected myself. He nodded then slowly walked back.
“Show me your skills, and don’t disappoint me.” he let out as he sat down on a ridge on the wall. I quickly dropped my form into a pool of blood, the feeling was similar to how it was when I was born, only now without the voices.
The man I stood before who took extreme quick notice of me was shirtless and ripped, don’t believe you could find an ounce of fat. Had semi long hair that went down to his chin. Some of the hair covering over his eyes which appeared a bright green through his bangs. He looked at me with a smug grin. I can feel the sickening aura he let out, it was telling me he thought little of me. First time I feel irked by something, I already have an urge to destroy that deceiving face.
“Shao Khan always make you woman dress like that to distract men from battle focus?” He’s already belittling the man who saved me. Just fuel on the fire at this point. I do not respond to his taunt, I reach my hand behind me and start drawing my blade. “Straight to the point, I can respect that.”
“Shut your mouth.” I let out before dashing at him at full speed. I come down on him vertically with my blade he side steps it making me miss by an inch. His arm spun to back hand my face, but I dodge while twisting myself for a quick leg sweep. He back flips away, I noticed his smile came back. I go to dash at him again. But my feet won’t move. I see green hands coming out of the bridge grasping my ankles. I quickly try to cut them but to no avail my blade goes through.
“You lose Lady in Red.” he let out confidently. “You are carelessly aggressive.” He approached me slowly. First time feeling a little bit of fear, but I was able to subdue it quickly. I deconstruct my body into it's original form from what I was born, blood. I felt my body free of constriction as I splashed into a pool of it onthe floor dissipating away.
I reform above him from behind re-constructing and binding cells. Feeling much like I was when I was born except now it felt more natural. I pull my blades and aim for some nerves in his shoulders. He turns quickly and catches a blade in his hand.
I was completely caught off guard that he would sacrifice his hand to land a hit on me. My other blade was able to only grace his shoulder before he took his other free hand and grabbed my neck. That was when I felt the pressure of his grip trying to restrict my oxygen. I twist the blade in hopes it will weaken his grip and it does just enough I was able to back off.
Some of the man’s splattered blood from his shoulder was on me. It was a extremely sensual sensation. Almost as if some void was filled and filling it had extreme bodily pleasure. I could feel myself getting a little stronger, very feint but there. The man with the green eyes looked surprised.
“You’re quite good at fighting, feisty, and you drain the blood of men. You’re like a typical wife.” I don’t know what a wife is but that same smirk was there.
“why do you insist on talking when we’re fighting to the death.” I ask. I dash at him. I then see a bolt of light out of nowhere explode off the ground between me and my victim. A empowering presence was before me. Something told me in my head I’m not ready to fight such a man.
“ENOUGH! Next time one you tries to get a kill out of tournament. I will not hesitate to end your existence.” he let out. His voice very strong, sending chills down my spine. The man before me had a large straw hat, as well as blue and white robes. He wore eyes that told me ‘don’t you dare’ in those pure white stones. I look out the corner of my eye at my master. He’s just watching me, he told me to test my skills but does he really want me to fight someone with a aura this strong? I stick to what he told me to do. I start running, the man in blue and white vanishes instantly. Then instantly he’s behind me. Just as I felt his presence behind me I couldn’t turn fast enough before every fiber of my body was burning. My arms and legs went stiff, I was unable to control them. My muscles contracting on their own. I couldn’t transform into a puddle of blood to escape I was locked in this form at the moment. I screamed in agony, without even realizing it. The burning finally stopped but I was still unable to do anything as the man in the straw hat picked me up by my neck and held me over the bridge ready to drop me to my death and end my very short existence.
“Raiden, look at her eyes you see what I see do you not?” The man I fought at the start asked this Raiden who held my life in his hands. His white orbs were fixated on me very intently for what felt like 5 minutes but was only 5 seconds.
“How can eyes of an innocent work for someone such as Shao Khan?” he asked the other man. I was struggling for air, and I was hoping my master would do something. I was born to die so quickly? I could have defeated the first man if it wasn’t for this Raiden.
“Beats me, I’m willing to bet she was probably just born recently and brainwashed into fighting. That’s the only explanation I can think of.” I tried to mutter something but the lack of air made it impossible. How can they tell by looking at me that I was just born?
“For now you live, for there is possible hope for you. Let us talk in private Hornbuckle.” I was tossed a few feet away onto the ground as I gasped for air. I was coughing fiercely, while I wallowed in disappointment in myself.
“What’s your name Lady in Red?” I was asked. I sat there silent not wanting to respond. We spared your life, last you could do is tell us your name.
“Skarlet….” I let out. I don’t know where that came from, but for some reason I knew that was my name. Do I have a past I do not know? Hornbuckle seemed surprised.
“Hmmm, maybe.” he grinned as he walked away. Leaving me confused, they vanished away just as I hear footsteps approaching from behind. I look back… and my master looks exceptionally angry.
“Time for your punishment… Skarlet. The price for failing a mission is 2 days of torture.” My heart sank deeply. My chest heavy… why did this feel twenty times worse than when Raiden threatened my life. The aura from my master had harmful intent toward me. I was more afraid of my master at the moment than I was of Raiden.
Chapter End.
Chapter 2
My hands were bound behind my back, as the reptilian man urged me forward. He seems to understand English, but he seems incapable of speaking it himself. His scale like armor ripped some of my flesh off my face when he back handed me. That was when I realized even though I can split my body up into liquid form, I keep all previous damage done to my body when I reconstruct.
At the very least I still heal pretty fast. My footsteps from my heels left a loud clacking through the empty halls. Such uncomfortable footwear, yet I have the balance necessary to fight in them. The heel itself could probably be used as a weapon, focusing all pressure and power into a single point. Before I realized it, we reached a large set of wooden doors with a stone arch as the frame. I was pushed into the room, then quickly the monster in green kicked the back of my knee forcing me to kneel and then pushed my face into the ground.
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