Lighting flashed uncontrollably in blackened sky of Outworld, shouts an screams echoed in the battlefield below The Sorcerer's palace. A woman lying naked on a stone altar stirred and shook to get free but couldn't for the chains were to strong an thick to be broken by her mortal frame. She looked around but couldn't see anybody around but she could here the battle taken place outside, but they wouldn't here her an she knew that. What shocked her to the core was a sound of baby in the room with her. She immediately began to feel fear for the baby, because the baby did not know what the child was in for. She tried to get free again but to no avail she lied there in defeat.

Foot steps could be heard getting closer and closer to where the alter was and where she was lying.

"How many times have you been tortured by me now Scarlet? 10 maybe 15 times and every time it end just the same, with my boot on your throat, so I decided to put an end to our little war games, it's grown quite dull if I am to be honest." without another word the room went dark an a low voice started to speak in a ancient dialect, moans of a spectre could be heard, screams echoed the room, the Sorcerer was channeling the lost souls of battle that he's collected for eons, the Sorcerer put his hands out an began to suck the life force, power and soul from Scarlets body.

Scarlet screamed with a loud tortuous yell, the baby cried loudly as well for he was Scarlets only child and son. Within a few moments she fell silent an her body withered away like dust in the wind, a neophyte brought the baby to the Sorcerer an held the boy there before his master.

The Sorcerer shot the life force into the child, a tribal mark formed on the boys left bicep, another neophyte brought two vials containing two different elements, one is the element fire and the other is the life essence an power taken from a god. The Sorcerer said something in the ancient dialect again an both of vials shattered, the element an the essence swirled together and than violently shot into the child again another symbol showed up but this time on the child's right forearm. The child screamed loudly for a few seconds than fainted from the pain or the ordeal itself.

"You three step forward. You are tasked with the boys well being until he is of age to compete in Mortal Kombat. He's my final card to play should I fail in my attempt to take over any other realms. Take these boxes with you, and remember what I said make sure he's prepared. Now go!" the Sorcerer demanded and spoke coldly with a stern look of rage in his eyes, you could tell he was exhausted. The ritual took more out of him than he would've liked but it was a sacrifice he would make again in a heart beat.

The neophytes immediately created a portal to a new realm created by the Fire and Thunder God Liu Kang. Dragon Realm. This realm was beautiful, peaceful in it's own way, this was a realm for fighter's or for future fighter's. Its look just like earth realm but with more beauty to it.

The journey was pretty long but we got to a destination fairly quickly.

"The kids gotta have a name, what do you think Vyla?" the elder male neophyte asking the young beautiful woman before him.

"I dont know...what about Raijin? You know after the Great Sorcerer Monk who ruled the realm of Outworld for more 5,000 years." she looked at the elder who looked like he was in deep in thought.

"I think that's as a good a name as any but I especially like it because it means he's destined for great things." he picked the boy up and moved closer to city nearby and looking for somewhere for us to lie low at. The people were moving around, cars were being driven, people were selling food, clothes and all sorts of other items. The neophytes focused an found a hotel room on a shady side of the city, we all saddled in nice, well for me I was just a baby so really I didn't have a choice but I knew I could trust these three people here. They found out that within the boxes were various ingots, books an scrolls, clothes, alot of money, weapons, a few jewels, a box with my name on it with a letter addressed to me, only to be open upon my fifteenth birthday.

"We better get settled in somewhere for long term, he needs to be taught, schooled and trained in various arts of combat. Plus he will need to get an education so we can blend in with this environment and that also includes us getting jobs. Now let's get started" the elder took of his hood and looked out into the Dragon Realm with fresh eyes. He smiled at me and I knew life would only get stranger as I got older but than I soon fell asleep.