Hey everyone, and welcome to…

MORTAL KOMBAT! (KOMBAT! Kombat! Kombat. Kombat…)

Ah, you've gotta love echo's. Anyway, as I said, welcome to Mortal Kombat: Life is a Game. This is one of two 'Life is a Game' fics I will be writing but they are unrelated to both RebukeX7 and 117Jorn, although they where inspired by them.

"Check those guys out. Their stories are FUCKING AWSOME!"

They sure are Deadpool. They sure are. Anyway, this is one of my two LIAG fics I am having for when I have writer's block with my other stories. The other is a Batman Arkham series LIAG.

"That could be awesome!"

It will be. At least I hope so.

"Wait… Why am here then?"

(Shrug) I need a side-kick and you're the best person. I mean I get to argue with myself and not get dragged to a mental institute.

"You mean the place that gives you a jacket that lets you hug yourself?"

… You've been hanging about my sister again, haven't you?

"So? She's funny. Besides, I've been trying to find out when she'll do the Marvel Hangover/Tainted Web comic! I want to see myself!"

Okay. 1; that just sounded wrong dude. 2; no plugging on my stories without my permission. 3; shut up so I can talk about the story.

"Sorry."

Anyway, unlike a normal LIAG type story, where a character dies and goes back in time and does it all again while knowing it's a game (or makes their life a game or finds out their life's a game) this one will be… different.

"How so Blue?"

I'll tell you Pool. You see, in this story an OC will go into the 2011 Mortal Kombat game, or MK9 if you prefer, and go through the Story Mode. And, this being a LIAG story, he'll have a harem.

"Lucky fuck."

His harem will include: Sonya Blade, Kitana, Jade, Mileena, Skarlet and Sindel (Because they where actually in the 2011 game) as well as two others who are yet to be decided, the could be characters who already exist or I could use my OC's (Who I invented for Flashback fodder later on as well as a reason for him to have trouble choosing between staying in the game or returning to his real world [This will be explained during the chapter]) or I might bring them in from other games or universes. Who knows?

"Oh! Oh! I do! I do! Pick me! Pick me!"

Shut up Deadpool.

"Okay, but I get a life time supply of chimichangas!"

Sure, sure, whatever. (I know this won't come back to haunt me.)

Okay, now to reiterate: THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH REBUKEX7'S LIAG SERIES! IT IS MY WORK WHICH I HAVE CREATED! IT IS A SEPERATE STORY!

Now, start the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Mortal Kombat.

"Talking"

"FIGHT ANNOUNCER"

Level System

"'God' talking"

Mortal Kombat

The Game of Life

Chapter 1: Get Ready to Fight

Our story starts in a calm, peaceful series of flats somewhere in southern England in the middle of the day. Cars passed, nearly silently, children played happily in the park, the sun was shinning and it was the perfect temperature, which was extremely rare in England. All was calm…

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHHH! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !" a male voice screamed, causing people to look around in confusion, the younger toddlers and babies started crying and one or two care crashes nearly occurred.

If someone followed the noise they would find a boy with fire red hair (Which was kinda styled to look like flames coming off his head), green eyes and a small scar on his left cheek that looked like an X. This 17 year old was called Simon Ray. He was the son of Charles Ray and his now ex-wife Jenny Smith. After their divorce when he was six his parents got joint custardy of him but because of school until he was 13 he stayed with his father. Simon hated his father. He didn't beat him or anything, but he was a hopeless drunk who emotionally abused him. And, ever since he was little, the other kids in his school bullied him, belittled him and alienated him. He was alone most of his life. But when he moved to his mom's things weren't really much better. Sure, now he had two friends (both girls he really liked) and the emotional abuse had stopped but he had no other friends and was still treated badly.

He also had to have 3 different part-time jobs (One Monday, one Thursday and one Saturday), all of which didn't pay very well, in order to get anything because his mom's job barley paid the bills. And then there was her habit. His mother was… well, a slut. He didn't like being mean about his mom, he was a slight mother's boy, but she was not that, when they where married, she cheated on her husband. She honoured her vows, unlike him. Three times a week down to a bar and picked up a few (Three or four when she's tired but when she's been relaxing all day she'd have six or seven) guys or girls, or sometimes when she feels like a treat she'll have some of both, all depending on what she felt like that night. He was honestly surprised he didn't have thirty or so brothers and sisters running around by now.

He also took part in several different types of martial arts, entering tournaments to try and winning more money. He was especially good with the katana, in the samurai and ninja styles as well but he had a long way to go. That was where he met his only friends. First was the gothic Wiccan; Rachel Perkins. She had, died, purple hair and brown eyes. She also wore almost always all black. His other friend was Samantha Stevens. She was the classic hot blonde haired, blue eyed hottie in looks, having a nicely sized chest and a (In Simon's opinion) perfect ass as well as an hourglass figure, but she was extremely tough. She played football (A.N: English football=Soccer), did martial arts and helped in her fathers garage, she was almost never without at least some grease on her face somewhere.

Simon is also a very calm, kind, caring person. Even after all he had been through in his life, Simon was kind, he always wants to help people and he follows a self-made code of honour but he does have one… problem. He has this strange fixation of fire. He wasn't a pyromaniac or anything. It was just fire itself. Looking into a flame calmed him. The warmth made his very soul tingle. And that's why he carried around a small red lighter with him, and he hated smokers when they asked to use it. He hated that they used fire to slowly kill themselves but wanting to use his flames for it? He's almost gotten violent on several occasions.

Now, you must be wondering, what has gotten Simon so mad? Well, that's a simple answer.

Mortal Kombat 2011 or Mortal Kombat 9, on the XBox 360.

Simon was a fan of the entire series and was on the last level of the new (2011) game. He was playing as a 'super-charged' Raiden against Shao Khan. And he lost. For the 50th time today. "Why did they make this guy so fucking powerful?!" Simon yelled in aggravation "Also, what's with Raiden's plans? Not only are most of them dangerous, but they have also caused almost everyone to die. Painfully at that."

"I agree." A disembodied voice said, causing Simon to look around in fear, both out of fear that someone could attack him and steal the few things that he and his mother owned or that he was going crazy

"Who's there?!" Simon yelled as he got into a fighting stance

"What do you me…? Oh, sorry, forgot to materialize first." The disembodied voice said as partials of blue energy quickly gathered together and formed a body. It was a human male, about 17 like Simon, but he was nothing like Simon. He had dark blue hair and eyes that where blood red. He was wearing a red shirt with a Spider-Man style spider symbol in the middle, a black jacket which had blue flames running up the arms as well as the back and a white X on the back, blue track-suit bottoms and a pair of black trainers. "Names Blue Inferno, how are you Simon?"

"F… Fine…" Simon stuttered "W… What are you?"

"I'm an Elder God." The man smirked, causing Simon's eyes to widen and then fall out of his chair

"Th… There real?!" he stuttered

"Kinda." The man shrugged "I just call us that because it sounds awesome. Makes us seem more powerful and important."

"Huh?"

"You see, you're not real, just like that game."

"What do you mean?!"

"Well, you're sentient and have a soul but… it's kinda complicated. My humans are the real ones and we are very powerful without even realising it. While the rumour of us using only 10% of our brain is false, our brains are a bit different then biologists realize." The guy explained "You see, our brains do have untapped potential, our subconscious, our hearts, our actual mind and our emotions. When we imagine something, a story or game, it becomes real in another dimension. This basically makes all of my worlds humans' gods of their own dimensions. And, your existence, as well as the choice you must face and the danger to come, is entirely my fault."

"What do you mean?"

"I was talking to my friend RebukeX7 about his 'Spidey's Life is a Game' story my mind wandered and this world, and more importantly, you where created." the 'god' explained

"And what's so important about me?"

"You're the hero!" a different voice called as a man in a red and black full body costume with two katana's on his back, pouches and belts everywhere as well as some guns and knives in sheaths

"D… Deadpool!" Simon yelled in shock "What are you doing here?"

"He knows me!" the man yelled in joy before a smirk appeared through his mask before he shouted in pride "I'm an Elder God!" the Merc pointed to the sky as he got into a dramatic pose

"Wade, shut up." Blue said, waking Deadpool round the head "He's not an Elder God, he's just a guy I picked up from another of my worlds to help me with this instead of sending him into the same world as his female-alternate-reality-counterpart. So, basically, he's my assistant."

"I am not your assistant!"

"You're right, you're my sidekick."

"Hey!"

"I'm one of the only people who can kill you. And I can keep you away from death. Don't push me." Blue Inferno glared at the red and black man

"Fine X."

"X?" Simon asked, talking again after watching the small argument "I thought your name was Blue Inferno."

"My official title is BlueInfernoX, one word, but having X in my name when I introduce myself makes me sound like a government experiment. It's there because it sounds cool." The Eder God shrugged here "And splitting it in two makes it sound like a name, so yea."

"Why are you here?"

"Well, that depends on you." Blue said simply "You see, Mortal Kombat is like this world, another dimension that human minds crated. And, eventually, the world might be able to cross to other dimensions as well to concur it, but those dimensions won't have MK-world's protection of the MK-tournament so they would be wiped-out."

"And why does that involve me?" Simon asked, raising his eyebrow

"This is where you decide." Blue explained, locking eyes with the red-head "I need to send you into the game. You need to defeat Mortal Kombat 9 as a warrior you become, not one of the main roster. Although I created you I can not control you."

"W… Why me?" Simon asked

"It's why this world exists." The 'god' explained "I created the story. My creation needed a hero. My conscious mind made you. While my sub-conscious made this entire dimension. You are the only one who could be a hero. To be the hero."

"B… But my mum… Rachel and Sam… I can't just leave them!"

"You won't." Blue said "Look, let's make a deal."

"Okay…" Simon said hesitantly

"You do this for me, you win the game, time will freeze in your world and, when you win, you get to chose whether to stay in the game or come home."

"What happens if I decide to stay there?"

"You stay there with any friends you make." Deadpool said "But this world will fade away."

"So I'll kill them?!"

"No you won't." Blue reassured "They will disappear and reappear in a world exactly like this one with a different you, they will still have you exactly the way you are but you won't have them. The same will happen if you decide to return home, another you will be there with your friends while you are really with your friends and mother."

Simon was silent for a few seconds before he nodded and looked to the 'god' and his 'assistant' "I'll do it."

"Great." Blue smirked as he held out his hand. Simon looked at it for a second before grabbing and shaking it firmly. The new hero was then surrounded by light and found himself in an almost endless white space with Blue still standing in front of him but now wearing new cloths. It was a normal gi, much like the one Goku wears in DBZ, only in a solid black with blue fire going up the legs, a white shirt on underneath and where the school's symbol normally was placed on the back was, instead, a large white X, a smaller one on the right bicep and a spider symbol in blue on the left. Around his waist was a blue belt

"Why are you dressed like that?" Simon asked

"I am going to help you any way I can while you are going through your journey."Blue explained "And to start that I need to train you."

"So, what we gonna do first?"

"First, you need to alter yourself to be a fighter. You need to alter your cloths, select if you have a weapon and what it is, select how your attacks do damage (Like how Jonny Cage uses those energy balls) and, finally, a new name for the new world. No offence but Simon Ray doesn't sound very threatening when compared to something like Scorpion. After that we will do the tutorial for a year to train you in battle and create your specials as well as your Fatality, that's gonna be important. Because you're gonna need to kill these motherfuckers before they can be a problem later on."

"I'm ready." Simon nodded

"Good." Blue nodded before his hands glow blue and Simon was surrounded with semi-transparent windows with a large verity of different options. He looked at all the options; they ranged from his height to the size of his… equipment. He was happy with his body type, size, all that stuff (Well, he changed his eyes so that they had slitted pupils because, well, they look awesome) before he started changing his cloths.

He made his normal faded jeans into slightly baggy black trackeys that where tight enough to allow free movement and loose enough that they weren't uncomfortable but also not loose enough to cause a problem when moving. He made his normal grey shirt into a skin tight black t-shirt with a large red X over it, a smaller white one over his heart, and added a black leather jacket on top with red flames on his arms a large white X on the back and a smaller on over his heart, a pair of black leather steel toed boots replaced his old trainers. He then looked at the 'attack power' and removed his lighter only to smirk. He chose to control fire, this way he didn't need a weapon because he can create his own for specials. He then thought of his new name for a few minutes before typing it into the large holographic keyboard in front of him.

"Done?" Blue asked as the screens vanished. 'Simon' nodded "Awesome, what's your new name?"

"Apollo." He said simply as fire surrounded a fist…

And there you go. I hope you liked it. See you when I decide to update this!