#ko'atal

okay but I feel so stupid for never writing about Kotal what in the world

Growing up in Outworld had been challenging for you. One day you woke up and your parents were nowhere to be found; they both up and left with no explanation to you or anyone, and then they were found dead the day after. Though you were old enough to understand the death, you would never understand why they had left you in the first place.

Ko'atal had found you days later on the streets of Outworld alone. Rather than ignoring you or scaring you away, he showed great sympathy, inviting you into the palace for supper and to discuss your living status. He knew someone as young as you were not safe on your own on the streets of Outworld.

After explaining what happened with your parents, Kotal Kahn made the decision to allow you to stay until you were back onto your feet.

"You are much too kind," you say with tears swelling in your eyes.

Soon you had formed a bond. Kotal began to teach you how to fight and the best moves to use against certain opponents. He became your mentor; a fatherly figure after months in the palace. You became one of the best fighters quickly, learning faster than most had before you.

He trained you himself and did not mind your presence though you felt like you had stayed much too long.

One day, you and Kotal were walking through the palace on your way to spar. There was a lot was on your mind today. You knew the best way to handle the stress was by sparring and getting loads out of your system.

"Are you doing alright?" Kotal asks from beside you.

"Yes, father."

It had come out before you realized it. You felt him halt beside you, forcing you to stop as well. Your body tensed, afraid of what he would have to say. You stood in silence for a moment.

"I'm sorry."

Before you could continue, Kotal turned his body to you. His mouth curved slightly upward, opening slightly, then closing again.

"I understand," he says, at last, pressing a hand to your shoulder. "And I am honored."

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