Mileena

Every moment made your anxiety rise. You were no longer on Earth- or, in Earthrealm, more accurately. Only a few weeks remained before the Mortal Kombat tournament began... should Outworld win, it would achieve its tenth consecutive victory, and claim Earthrealm in the name of Shao Kahn, being allowed to merge the realms. Though- should you succeed, and Outworld lose, you'd be a hero, alongside your fellow Earthrealm champions. Raiden, who had been responsible for overseeing and creating your team, had decided to take upon a new method.

He had brought you and the rest of your team to Outworld about a month early, allowing free transition between Earthrealm and Outworld during the period. He wished for all those on his team of champions to grow accustomed to the new realm, yet not become homesick or overwhelmed, believing this sense of comfort might aid somewhat in allowing relaxation, and thus better fighting once the tournament began. It was quite odd for you, actually, to stay within the Palace of the man you were meant to best, even if not personally. Shao Kahn was a nerve-wracking presence, and one you sought refuge from, outside the Palace walls, hence why you now roamed the Living Forest. It was odd, to see the trees moan and groan, you weren't exactly sure of their na- you paused.

You heard something. Something wet, the sound of something being bitten into, being ravaged... and you couldn't help your curiosity. You looked around carefully, not intending to approach the sound, just to locate it so you could understand what it is you were dealing with, and then leave... and eventually, your eyes locked onto the beautiful ninja... and the corpse from which her claws had ripped out the intestines from. She feasted slowly on the flesh, her sharp, Tarkatan teeth rending flesh from bone with ease. Her long tongue licking the blood from her fingers, and she let out a low exhale of satisfaction.

You recognized her, as Princess Mileena, daughter of Shao Kahn, and heir to the throne of Outworld... it was odd, to see someone of such regal stature doing something such as this. You had seen her only once, when arriving to the Palace initially, and though you recognized her, who knew if she'd have found you as notable. Nevertheless, she did indeed partake in the savage act, her left, free hand gently having its guarded fingers run over her mask, which rest beside her as she ate. You thought it best not to interrupt the Princess... and thus began to take a few steps back... until you heard a crack. A branch... one she clearly heard, as her head snapped toward your direction, her yellow-eyes seeming to glow, their feline nature evident.

"Oh...?"

She questioned simply, raising an eyebrow, seeming to vanish, a mist of purple and black seemed to puff out, before the same thing happening right behind you, the Princess having teleported. Her arms wrapped around your waist from behind, one rising up to your neck, as her long tongue slithered out from her lips, trailing a slow, arousing lick against your neck, its texture like slime-coated velvet, before it retracted back into her mouth, and she placed her mask on, speaking.

"...Before I feast on your flesh... perhaps you'd like to explain why you were so eager to watch a Princess enjoying her meal~?"

She asked in a low, almost flirty tone. Her voice was raspy yet maintained an alluring feminine nature, she was clearly curious to know how you'd answer the question, and more than ready to simply kill and feast on you. "Do know, even if you provide a... satisfying explanation... I may eat you anyway... I'm famished, simply put... and you appear filling..." She whispered.