Author's Note: With the announcement of Mortal Kombat 11, I figured it was high time I finished this story I started after playing MKX. I don't really care where it fits in with the MK timeline, but seeing as MK11 is gonna have time travel... maybe this'll fit in somewhere... anyways, hope y'all enjoy!

After the events of Mortal Kombat X...

In the days following the defeat of Shinnok, the thunder god Raiden has grown tense with worry and concern. Word had reached him from Sub-Zero, the Lin Kuei grandmaster, of Kotal Kahn's attempted invasion of Earthrealm for control of Shinnok's amulet. Affirmed by the four humans who helped him restore order, Raiden was faced with the grim reality that Outworld could not be trusted even after twenty-five years of uneasy peace. Again, Outworld has attempted to assault Earthrealm without just cause, following the misled musings of another Kahn. Raiden's first thought was to declare a violation of the terms of the Reiko Accords. But he knew that a Kahn could not be trusted to keep his word, Shao Kahn having proved that much.

Raiden chose to re-state the message he had given to Lui Kang and Kitana: the new rulers of the Netherrealm. He gave Kotal Kahn one choice: leave Earthrealm alone or face the wrath of the Elder Gods.

Raiden was done holding back. And he was done letting Earthrealm pay the price for the follies of others.

And yet there was one, one man, one who was close to the thunder god, that would set in motion a plan that would upend Raiden's plans...

In the Realm of Souls...

The supernatural plane of death was a road traversed by many souls, left to the whispy wandering paths in the lower reaches of the Netherrealm. Many a being was left to wander this plane, warriors of the past, innocent victims of war and injustice, demonic foes and the lost: those damned to a death without honor.

Among these souls was Mileena, former empress of Outworld.

The created half-daughter of Shao Kahn, killed by D'Vorah by the command of the usurping Kotal Kahn, roamed aimlessly, yet seemed to be searching for someone. Her spirit was restless, angered by the ignoble death forced upon her but also anxious to see a familiar face. Floating to and fro, desperate for some sign, she finally found that whom she sought. It was a spirit more powerful than any other, sent here over twenty-five years ago.

It was the spirit of Shao Kahn.

"Father...!" Mileena cried, recognizing the powerful form of the conquering warlord who was, by all intents and purposes, her father. The visage of the Kahn turned to her.

"Mileena... my daughter." He replied.

"Father, it is me." Mileena said, moving over to him.

"What happened to you? How is it you are here?" Shao asked her.

"I was killed, killed for the throne of Outworld." She told him. "I ruled, succeeding you by your decree, but your disloyal subjects thought otherwise and saught to overthrow me-"

"Did you deal with them?" Shao asked, interrupting her.

"I did my best, but they all turned against me. Reptile, D'Vorah, Ermac, all of them! They chose that Osh-Tekk fool, Ko'atal, to rule instead." Mileena answered. "I fought hard, rebelled against them-"

"But you failed..." Shao finished for her, a low growl in his voice. "And you were killed by a lesser man. You did not fall by the hand of a god or even a Kahn."

"Father, please-"

"Enough! I have heard enough excuses from you." Shao stated firmly. "You lost to a group of fools, despite the fact that I had you created to be perfect and deadly." He surmised. "You are not welcome here, in my presence." Mileena was taken aback by his harsh answer.

"But... Father-" She tried to say.

"Be gone from me! You are no daughter of mine!" Shao commanded, his spirit beginning to drift away from her. "I do not father weaklings." He growled as he left. Mileena was left heartbroken. Her own father had abandoned her, disowned her. All she sought from him was approval and acceptance and he refused to give it to her. He was all Mileena had left and now Shao Kahn wanted nothing to do with her. After everything that had happened, to her and around her, all she wanted was to join her father. But that dream had been destroyed, along with what little happiness she had left.

She took his words to heart. She was weak, a lost cause, unworthy of... anything.

Mileena was crushed, doomed to wander as a broken spirit forever in these accursed lands...