"Damn," I groaned. "What the hell just happened?" I blinked to take a look at my new surroundings. We're no longer in the living room.
"Where the hell are we?" Kristina asked, still on the ground. Then, she blinked as she quickly stood up to take a look. "Nash, what did you do?!"
"I didn't do anything!" I held both my hands up in protest. "I'm as confused as you are. Hey, where's Riana?"
"I'm here," my sister's voice came from below. Oh god I may have crushed her and Kurt if he's here as well! Quickly, I got up and help her. She may be older but I have the muscle. "Sorry sis," I hugged her. My sister did't say anything but hugged back in response before checking her clothes to see if Kurt is still alive. Thankfully he is but he does not look happy. The three of us looked around.
"Doesn't this remind you of-"
"Edenia?" I answered. "Yeah. But how in the world did we get here. And you girls stop accusing me of bringing the three- no four of us here."
All of us were quiet. But then, a deep chuckle was heard. It sounds familiar...
"So," the deep voice rumbled. "Your spell brought these three to be in the tournament?" No way...No fucking way...
"The spell is unpredictable, Emperor!" an old yet high pitched voice exclaimed. "I was hoping you might want stronger or stoic-looking fighters. Not these children."
"HEY!" Kristina yelled. "Who the hell do you think we're kids! Wanna piece of me? I'll give ya!" She then held both of her fists up in a battle stance. Somehow...the voices were chuckling with amusement. Oh Kristina, you can't just rush forward without thinking!
"Impressive," the deep voice commented. "They may be inexperience and young but a little training would shape the three of them to assist me."
"Hold on!" Riana cried. "We never said we wanted to help you! Show yourself if you are brave enough! We want to go home!" Um Sis....I don't think this guy takes no for an answer....
Then with a flash of smoke, a muscular figure emerged. I recognised the adorned helmet on his head. I knew it was him! Shao Kahn, the emperor and the big boss of the Mortal Kombat game. Fighting him in the game was a challenge but seeing him here in flesh...I think I need a change of pants! The three of us stood our grounds together, afraid he may want to battle us to the death right here. Even Kurt let out a hiss of warning from my sister's shoulder.
"Calm yourselves," he held his hand up to dismiss our stance. "Now I want fighters for the tournaments. The three of you will be trained to fight for me and win the tournament. Each round you will face a different opponent individually, win the round and you will earn your catch of the day."
"Wait," Riana stepped forward. "What if we don't want to and just want to go home?"
"Then you will not go home since it was Shang Tsung who brought the three of you here. You will be trained under the people I choose. Listen to them well if you want to survive the match. If the three of you win, then maybe you can ask Shang Tsung to send you back home. So, are we clear?"
The three of us were silent and huddle together in a group. As much as I want to stay here and hopefully find the hot girls, I want to be back in my room with my bed and laptop full of my PC games...
"Do we really have a choice?" Kristina whispered.
"Afraid not," Riana sighed. Even Kurt looked anxious with his tail twitching. "But what else do we got to loose. Even if we are going to be trained under any of the characters Kahn is going to throw at us, wouldn't it be an opportunity to learn some moves that could save us from I don't know, get fucked?"
Come to think of it, yeah. Under any character, we could be stronger than any normal human being. But even if we gain our awesome strengths and me having sweet honey everyday, I'm more worried for the people back in our world....
"Riana's right," I nodded. "We'll just have to make the best of things until we all find a way to get back home."
"Home in mint condition," Kristina added. "Seriously, this is Mortal Fucking Kombat! We may not regrow our limbs or be immortal. Let that sink in..." We looked at one another. We'll never see our families or friends again. We might even die here. Even if we did go back home, what if we are still the same but everyone is gone...
"For now, let's stick together," my sister announced before we hugged. I turned to the Emperor of the game. "Shao Kahn," I breathed. "We accept your proposal."
Shao Kahn stared at us for a while before smirking. "Excellent. The three of you will start training tomorrow. Listen to your mentors well and then, I will see you shortly at the tournament." With a blink of an eye, he was gone with smoke left behind. Now, the three- no four of us including Kurt were left alone in the middle of Edenia.
"So," a deep feminine voice broke out of the blue. "Kahn sent me to trained one of them?"
"Mother should really think through before agreeing to Kahn's offer," another female voice sighed. Wait, is this for real? Kristina tapped me on the shoulder, then point to what she saw:
There, the Princess of Edenia Kitana was walking towards us with the woman of my dream. Oh Jade...That graceful body that could make me stop whatever I'm doing. Is she going to train one of us? If so, please pick me my darling!
"Focus little bro!" Riana hissed in my ear. "You can't get a boner now. These ladies will hack us to death if we try anything funny."
Sighing, I focused my eyes on something else to distract me. Standing before us now are Kitana and Jade. But the third woman made me leaned close to Kristina. This third lady was a power house in the games I played on the Xbox. No matter how hard I tried to counter, this lady has given me flashbacks every time I battled her.
I was face-to-faced with the four-armed lady from the ancient race of the Shokan, Sheeva.
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The Disciples
RomansaFive friends were transported into the world of Mortal Kombat. The only way they could go back is to play Shao Kahn's game. Will all of them survive without missing a limb? Rated M for gore, swearing, blood and explicit sexual scenes in some chapter...