One Small Shadow: Chapter I
》 The youngest of Sindel's daughters, (Y/N) was only born after the passing of King Jerrod. Growing up shadowed by her family and their magics, the Third Princess does what she can do best. She stands by and waits...
》 Chapter I: Waiting...
》 General Notes: Fem!Reader, Complicated Family Relationships, Canon Divergence, Angst Train, No Beta We Ball Like Kobe, No Romance, Y/N is described to be feminine with certain features, Bounces between Y/N's POV and third person
》 Chapter Notes: The first few chapters of One Small Shadow take place before the start of the plot of Mortal Kombat 1.
》 Word Count: 600+
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(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
I hate looking at this damn mural.
It sits in the main hall where the thrones lay, always alight with candles. Sometimes by the bright flame of the sun or by the pale flame of the moon. It's a mural portrait of my mother, Empress Sandel, and my late father, Emperor Jerrod.
I never knew Jerrod, not in the way my Mother and sisters knew him. My mother was expecting me when he was killed. Nobody spared me any details, only that it was a great tragedy over a thousand years ago. Now his soul resides in the forest, along with all other members of royalty and more.
Many say I do hold some resemblance in him, a trait I share with my sisters. We have his dark eyes-- the way they seem to sparkle with a plan, with a mind game to taunt others. setting down stones to be stepped on. However, it would be my sisters who would have his smile, his dark hair and everything.
I would be the one, the youngest of three of about roughly a thousand years old in age, who would have my mother's white hair. Pale like marble stone, like the colorless stars in the sky. Unlike my family who kept their hair long, I kept mine short, barely touching the corner of my jaw below my ear. It was better to maintain hair that way, easier to hide it whenever I wanted life out of the palace. Another talk for later.
I hate how everyone around me doesn't understand how I feel every time I look at the painted mural.
"You should be mourning-- you have no father, as does your sisters do. As your mother doesn't have her husband anymore."
How was I to mourn someone I never knew?
I only knew his name, the painted faces that decorated this wall along all other walls. The stories of praise and glory from the Umgadi who remember him, who loved him well as does everyone else inside and outside the palace. However, only because I was born three months after his death, I would never know the man personally as did everyone else who once knew him.
Maybe a trip to the Living Forest, where his soul resides, I would get to know him. Maybe he would be willing to talk, to tell me tales of his life before death. No... I would not be able to go beyond the walls of Sun Do. The ones made by my ancestors many lifetimes ago. Mother doesn't like me wondering around, not without armed guards, without Umgadi, or even the likes of Reiko. Since losing Jerrod, she became paranoid about an unfortunate fate falling onto me as well.
Certainly, she truly thought things well. Despite magic running in my veins, in my family blood, I could conjure no magic. To her, I seemed defenseless without a means to defend myself. It was why she insisted me having to be monitored and protected at all times if it could be helped.
I hate looking at this damn mural.
"Princess, you're needed at the entrance. To meet with the Empress and your sisters."
The Umgadi guard reminded me, making me snap out of my reoccurring thoughts about the mural in front of me. My lips curled into a frown as I looked over my outfit one last time. Dark purple ceremonial robes that almost matched colors with red wine, shades darker than the purple Mother wore. A layered skirt-piece that touched my ankles over black tights, black longlseeve under a dark purple top. My hands and arms decorated with golden jewelry with pretty gems-- fitting for a royal princess, but not as flashy as my older sisters. Subtle, quiet, just like me.
"Right..." I responded with a flat tone, turning my head towards her and nodding. "... Let's get going."
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TO THE KONTINUED...
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I want. Four to get appreciation. Because
Four gave a ton of unnoticed help when Twilight was injured
The fight with Wild was difficult, and I know we're all concerned about his negative view of the shadow crystal
But Four did something that no one else really thought of to help- He took care of Twi's stuff
From the beginning he told Twilight to not worry about them
So Four took care of pretty much everything but the others (that Sky and Wars handled)
He took care of Epona
Which is so very important- he took care of Twilight's horse. After her arrival at the stable Four followed up on her
And for Epona, a horse so attached to her human, having some company can help so much for reassurance
He took care of Twilight's stuff
He got Twi's shield- his bags and equipment, and organized it into one place
And he was worried. He obviously found the shadow crystal while handling Twi's stuff, but his negative reactions to it were out of concern.
Also- because of his placement in this scene
I'm fairly convinced Four was ready to start cooking before Wild showed up (since he's beside the counter with food supplies). At the very least he had the basket of fruit out for everyone -but he was literally standing with food behind him- he thought of everything
And he did housekeeping!
Wars payed for the inn, so Four took care of the inn
Realistically these boys were probably not too concerned with tidyness. Four got all of Twi's things on one table, and took care of the room they stayed in
Organizing tables and Twi's things, having food supplies ready, and opening the curtains- overall he was the one tidying up the inn
Four helped in a huge way! He took care of Twi's horse (Epona is so important), his equipment and shield and bag, as well as the other rooms in the inn
Four filled in all the little tasks that others didn't think of. He helped in ways that were needed, but not obvious
There's a lot of problems with the shadow crystal and with Wild, and I don't know what's gonna happen in the future
But don't forget this- don't forget that Four was one who stepped up in an almost unnoticeable way
Don't forget that when everyone was barely holding it together, Four visited Twilight's horse and took care of his things
No matter what develops in the future- this amount of care shown is important ya know?
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Art and comic from Jojo @linkeduniverse au :)))
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the siblings of all time tbh
[id: several digital drawings of shadow the hedgehog and maria robotnik. shadow is wearing purple pajama pants with slightly lighter star pattern; maria wears a couple different outfits throughout the drawings, and for most of them shadow doesn't have the inhibitor rings on.
first drawing is of a young shadow, sitting back and bristling, his arms braced on the floor as he glares.
second drawing, maria is sitting down with her legs out in front of her, feet crossed. she's wearing a bluish shirt with a graphic on it: an orange circle, inside of which is a mountain silhouette with a lake in front. shadow is seated by her, his chin resting on his arms which he's crossed on her legs. he glances away from her, looking a little upset. maria rests on hand atop his head, and she's a little concerned but still slightly smiles encouragingly.
third drawing, shadow is sitting hunched forward, elbow on his knee to rest his head in his hand. he's staring vacantly at the ground in front of him, quills on end. little sparks fly off his body. text pointing to him reads, "pre-inhibitor rings, absolute overstimulation sensory nightmare."
fourth drawing is an upper body shot of shadow, pointedly staring ahead with his arms crossed. he says, "what the fuck?" in the background, maria puts her hands on her hips and crossly exclaims, "Shadow!"
fifth drawing, shadow is standing with his back partially turned toward the viewer, glancing over his shoulder. his brows are furrowed anxiously as he twists his hands together.
final drawing, shadow is finally wearing his inhibitor rings, and he has on maria's mountain silhouette shirt (which is a bit big for him) as well as his pj pants. he has his arms stretched out on either side as he peers curiously down at the shirt. maria is beside him, wearing a blue dress with darker hems and a striped skirt. she's leaning her weight on a crutch and appears a bit more sickly than before, but she's grinning down at him as she gestures with her free hand. end id]
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