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Mortal Kombat|the Siren Trio Chronicles... - #0 [Chapter 2-2 August]
Well... this is it. Finally getting a first story out for my Sirens. This is my slightly-warped take on the Tournament--don't worry, it gets off to a slow start, but then picks up along the way of course. I hope you all enjoy it!
Also to note, most of the Chapters hopefully will be told in first-person, hence the character in brackets as to who's narrating the Chapter. If there is no name in the brackets in the Chapter title, the Chapter's written in the third person then.
EDIT TO ADD - I will update the subject with each new Chapter. So keep an eye out for any new Chapter'age!
+Chapter1|Ballerina [Aurora]
Once upon a time… well, that’s how all fairy tales begin, right? They always begin with “Once upon a time”—or so I was told this. But this isn’t some fairy tale… okay, it feels like one. It felt like one. It still feels like one but it’s a very surreal one. I can’t word it otherwise.
So once upon a time, I was Aurora Lyndsey Anderson. Rory or Rory-Lynn for short. And I had a lot going on in my life. When I was a child, Mother let me take ballet classes and, in fact, I danced as Clara in “The Nutcracker,” my favorite ballet. It was a magical time whenever the holidays came around… it meant, it was time for me to prepare for the ballet again!
But then, one day… I was 13. Mother was killed by something. Someone. I don’t know who or what, but that was what Father told me. And it was hard to believe it… it was hard to accept it. And then, not too much later… he died too. He too was killed and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to stop it.
A year or so later, I was sent by some family members to a Shaolin Temple. There I was befriended by many of the monks there, and they let me accompany them in their daily life. I learned martial arts over the years, inbetween chores and tasks that needed to be done around the temple. One of the monks, Kung Lao, had told his friend Liu Kang that, I had the potential to be a strong fighter. Or at least I overheard him say so. Problem was, I didn’t necessarily have the most epic of self-esteem, but that never meant that I didn’t believe in myself. I just didn’t believe enough.
And then one day, one afternoon… I met… him.
I had been training by myself that afternoon… I was 22 then. The weather wasn’t completely pleasant but it wasn’t entirely hot either—and actually, it’d been overcast. It had been overcast for a few hours to be exact. But in any case, I decided to rest and retreat to the temple for the time being until the storm passed. Except, two rather surprising things happened. One, I got rained on and that, was when I ran inside. And two, after I ran for cover, was when I almost got hit by a lightning bolt. And that was when he formed.
And by he, I mean Lord Raiden.
Now mind you, I had only heard of him from stories around the temple. That he was a Thunder God and protector of Earthrealm. And that he was an Elder God. But that’s about all I knew, and I hadn’t even seen him. Not until this point.
Turns out he had tried to come down here to visit, and also to ask if he could train me himself. To which I referred him to Liu Kang and Kung Lao, who had been overseeing my training for a while. In all honesty, I was a little… erm… intimidated by his appearance. Raiden was freckin’ tall! I actually felt almost overwhelmed.
I actually almost panicked!
But he assured me to calm down, and calm down I did. In fact, I smiled a bit, and he smiled back. Downside of that smile exchange however: I somehow ended up drawn to him. He seemed so… I don’t know… what’s the word…
Intriguing? Maybe? Meh, I don’t know.
He excused himself, with another smile, and away he went to find my trainers. And I just stood there looking almost like an idiot. But when he left, he took my breath with him… for the moment anyway. I had to turn away and hide around the corner in the hall—the hell was I thinking, to almost tell myself that I thought the Thunder God of Earthrealm was actually handsome? The hell was I thinking…!?
“…no, stop worrying about it, Rory” I remember telling myself. “You’ll be in good hands with him. He’ll train you well.”
But go figure when you’re the one denying your feelings, right?
Well... this is it. Finally getting a first story out for my Sirens. This is my slightly-warped take on the Tournament--don't worry, it gets off to a slow start, but then picks up along the way of course. I hope you all enjoy it!
Also to note, most of the Chapters hopefully will be told in first-person, hence the character in brackets as to who's narrating the Chapter. If there is no name in the brackets in the Chapter title, the Chapter's written in the third person then.
EDIT TO ADD - I will update the subject with each new Chapter. So keep an eye out for any new Chapter'age!
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+Chapter1|Ballerina [Aurora]
Once upon a time… well, that’s how all fairy tales begin, right? They always begin with “Once upon a time”—or so I was told this. But this isn’t some fairy tale… okay, it feels like one. It felt like one. It still feels like one but it’s a very surreal one. I can’t word it otherwise.
So once upon a time, I was Aurora Lyndsey Anderson. Rory or Rory-Lynn for short. And I had a lot going on in my life. When I was a child, Mother let me take ballet classes and, in fact, I danced as Clara in “The Nutcracker,” my favorite ballet. It was a magical time whenever the holidays came around… it meant, it was time for me to prepare for the ballet again!
But then, one day… I was 13. Mother was killed by something. Someone. I don’t know who or what, but that was what Father told me. And it was hard to believe it… it was hard to accept it. And then, not too much later… he died too. He too was killed and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to stop it.
A year or so later, I was sent by some family members to a Shaolin Temple. There I was befriended by many of the monks there, and they let me accompany them in their daily life. I learned martial arts over the years, inbetween chores and tasks that needed to be done around the temple. One of the monks, Kung Lao, had told his friend Liu Kang that, I had the potential to be a strong fighter. Or at least I overheard him say so. Problem was, I didn’t necessarily have the most epic of self-esteem, but that never meant that I didn’t believe in myself. I just didn’t believe enough.
And then one day, one afternoon… I met… him.
I had been training by myself that afternoon… I was 22 then. The weather wasn’t completely pleasant but it wasn’t entirely hot either—and actually, it’d been overcast. It had been overcast for a few hours to be exact. But in any case, I decided to rest and retreat to the temple for the time being until the storm passed. Except, two rather surprising things happened. One, I got rained on and that, was when I ran inside. And two, after I ran for cover, was when I almost got hit by a lightning bolt. And that was when he formed.
And by he, I mean Lord Raiden.
Now mind you, I had only heard of him from stories around the temple. That he was a Thunder God and protector of Earthrealm. And that he was an Elder God. But that’s about all I knew, and I hadn’t even seen him. Not until this point.
Turns out he had tried to come down here to visit, and also to ask if he could train me himself. To which I referred him to Liu Kang and Kung Lao, who had been overseeing my training for a while. In all honesty, I was a little… erm… intimidated by his appearance. Raiden was freckin’ tall! I actually felt almost overwhelmed.
I actually almost panicked!
But he assured me to calm down, and calm down I did. In fact, I smiled a bit, and he smiled back. Downside of that smile exchange however: I somehow ended up drawn to him. He seemed so… I don’t know… what’s the word…
Intriguing? Maybe? Meh, I don’t know.
He excused himself, with another smile, and away he went to find my trainers. And I just stood there looking almost like an idiot. But when he left, he took my breath with him… for the moment anyway. I had to turn away and hide around the corner in the hall—the hell was I thinking, to almost tell myself that I thought the Thunder God of Earthrealm was actually handsome? The hell was I thinking…!?
“…no, stop worrying about it, Rory” I remember telling myself. “You’ll be in good hands with him. He’ll train you well.”
But go figure when you’re the one denying your feelings, right?
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