Passing Fancy ch.3Passing Fancy
Note: Thank you once again to everyone for their comments! I appreciate every single one so much. On another note, I don't know what I was talking about when I gave estimates of how long this fic would be. Let's just see how far we get, because I obviously suck at controlling myself.
(Also...if anyone feels like doodling something based off this insane story it would make my week. )
Anyway, enough babble. Read, please enjoy, and remember that reviews are always love!
Passing Fancy ch.3
Three weeks passed before Scorpion set foot anywhere near the imperial palace again.
The time elapsed in a blur in the chaos of preparing for the impending war, with Kitana acting as a liaison between the palace and their allies, Shang Tsung spearheading the battle strategies, and Shao Kahn scraping the rock bottom of Outworld for fighters to add to his army.
Even the maids were busy helping in the armoury.
The only one not enthusiastically involved was Mileena.
Passing Fancy ch.2Passing Fancy
Note: As it turns out, I'm usually wrong when I give estimates of how long my fics will be, so this one will cap off (I think) at three chapters. It was just too much fun torturing Scorpion to end it at just two.
Anyhow, here's chapter 2. Enjoy, and remember that reviews are always love!
Passing Fancy ch.2
The next morning, Shang Tsung found himself interrupted in the middle of breakfast when he heard the door slam open. He raised his head, stopping in mid-chew at the sight of a stern-looking Kitana standing at the head of the table.
Wondering what he'd done this time, he swallowed and gave her an oily smile.
"How can I be of service, princess?"
Her hardened expression didn't change.
"What did you do to Mileena?"
He blinked innocently. "Nothing the emperor did not command. Why?"
"Don't play dumb, sorcerer," Kitana snapped, hands fisting by her sides. "She's completely changed. Ever since that surgery, she's been..."
Shang Tsung raised an eyebrow
Passing Fancy ch.1Passing Fancy
Note: My first and probably last Mortal Kombat fic, written because I was inspired by the Scorpion and Mileena "I Hate Teddies" level from the challenge tower in MK9. Timeline wise, probably takes place between MK3 and MK4, but all in all I have no idea because Mortal Kombat canon confuses the hell out of me. (And yes I know, Scorpion doesn't have his swords during that time, but he's a major bamf with his MK9 render so I included them here.)
Enjoy, and reviews are love!
Passing Fancy ch.1
Shao Kahn stroked his chin and hummed thoughtfully to himself.
His throne had become his thinking chair for the time being and he sat in a deep, meditative stupor, his fingers drumming against his knee. Across from him, Shang Tsung stood attentively, trying not to squirm.
"I have an issue," the emperor finally said.
Shang Tsung managed a smile. "Yes?"
He had every right to be fearful. With plans to invade Earthrealm in the near future, the emperor was under a fair