Kitana Mortal Kombat Novels & Stories

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

He moved agilely, his body like a human-shaped elephant with floppy ears. However, Kong, a hunter from the same Guild as Yama, tried to protest. "But in just a few seconds, Magmar will release her Lightning Energy! Isn't it better to keep attacking?" Yama was unfazed by Kong's protest. Yama launched from the air and emitted Mingzhu energy from his greatsword. The moment the sword hit the ground, a loud explosion shook the area. All eyes watched in horror as the ground energy tried to tear Magmar apart. However, unfortunately...

I knew things could get this rough, so I insisted I go alone, despite Cara’s constant pleading and objection. I couldn’t risk having her among people who didn’t care much about their life and could injure themselves baldly if need be to prove just how strong they are. I caught sight of the men in the middle of the training field, two fierce fighters who were among the commanders of the Royal Army. One was Kaito. He was huge and had a monstrous stature, which made it difficult to bring him down. He was extremely strong and a blow from his hand was rumored to be so strong, it could bring down a house if well-directed to its foundations and pillars.

My head was a mess. Gaming was my usual safe haven. My Zen space. The one place where a little wimp like me could be a powerful martial artist or a world-class athlete at the flick of a button. I sat down in my gaming chair, put on my headset, and loaded up Mortal Kombat 11. Time to kick some ass! I found my favorite lobby where serious gamers hung out and opened a challenge. I chose Liu Kang, the world’s greatest warrior. My opponent chose Skarlet, the blood witch.

I said my voice slightly breaking. "You made me look like a fool, all the combats and training and killing was for nothing but to make me just like you, a killer that gets to live with the guilt forever. Goodbye Rarf, you'll be better off in hell." I said as I clicked the gun ready to unload every bullet in his hardened heart.

This was war. The Kansa Mortals stood across from them, towering in presence and fierce in talent. Each player moved with the precision of machines but burned with something wild in their eyes, untamed determination, the kind that tasted like blood and sweat. At the center of it all was their Ace, Kota Roku.

That was why Karma's existence in this arrangement didn't frighten me as much as it probably should have. She understood monsters, she had grown up with one. Marcus Kuntz had been a respected police officer, a man people trusted, a man whose uniform made people believe he was incapable of doing the things he had done. I thought he was one, because I had been involved with him Karma had seen the truth, she had killed him, and despite everything she had been through, she had never become like him. That was what mattered to me, I looked at the clock, still nothing.

Her eyes were cold and filled with hatred, though the strength of it weakened as she coughed a mouthful of blood. Her red and green eyes were filled with pain. Her face had turned ashen and she kept coughing more blood. The excruciating pain wrapped around her body and rocked her slowly toward darkness. The sight of her like this gave him a strange relief. “Blabber all you want, but in the end you are going to die and we will survive. Not only that, the inheritance of your mother will belong to us. I will become the sole owner of all the properties she left for you.” he announced as he stepped forward and knelt in front of her so their eyes met.

I don't kill, I immobilize. I was in the full battle mode now, and wolves were falling at my feet. I was ripping into the side of a gold-coloured wolf, I was distracted. Too distracted to see a rouge lunge at my right. The wolf knocked me to the floor and I growled as blood pooled from my side. The battle was drawing to a close, the rouges were retreating. The wolf tearing at my body was doing it out of spite. I struggled, made a last attempt to lunge and my teeth sunk into his throat. He thrust away from me and retreated, blood dripping from his coat. I sunk down as the pack began howling in victory, a soft smile working its way onto my lips