Fan Fiction ❯ Nightwolf's Bad Day! ❯ The Story ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Note: Anything I say or do is of no offense to anybody

I don't own any characters!

This is a Mortal Kombat Fanfic me and my brothers came up with a while ago.

Let's Begin

All the Mortal Kombat good guys are at the dinner table when Striker looks at Nightwolf and says (for no reason)

Striker: You, the white man, took MY land and took my people

Nightwolf: Why…what did I do to you?

Striker: What, it's just a joke.

Nightwolf: What?! Just because I'm Native American means I say that!?

Striker: It was just a joke, calm down.

Nightwolf: I don't like you.

Later on in the week

Sonya: Come on Nightwolf, lets go on a trip

Striker: Come on…he is boring

Nightwolf: What? Just because I'm Native American means I'm boring

Striker: Calm down.

As they go down they see a sign that reads "Trail of Tears"

Sonya: We're here!

Nightwolf: Why are we here?

Striker: It's an Indian historical sight

Nightwolf: What?! Just because you think I'm Indian makes it so!?!

Striker: Native American, sorry.

Sonya: Lets go to McDonalds

They drive down and enter a McDonalds, they see a Native American at the register

Nightwolf: Why are you working for them.

Clerk: It's the only job I can get.

Another worker comes from the back.

Fryer: Umm… Chief "Fries the Fries" fell into the Fryer!

Clerk: Uh-Oh

Fryer: Should we serve the remains like the manager said we should?

Nightwolf: Let's leave.

Striker: Now I know whats in the Mystery meat

Sonya: Indi…Native American

They drive up the trail to get to a Native Reserve

Striker: Hey an Indian Reserve!

Nightwolf: What!? These are…

Striker: I KNOW! God you take everything literally!

They see a Chief come out

Chief: Kill Me

Striker: Why

Nightwolf: Because it is so Miserable here

Chief: We are all poor, and today is Tax day!

A Taxer comes in

Taxer: Time for Taxes!

Native: Get HIM!

They all jumped on him, cooked him, and ate him.

Striker: Well that shows us how bad youre people really are.

Nightwolf: It's the white man's fault!

Striker: So that makes it right to eat a man!

Nightwolf: No, but that's not my tribe

Sonya: LOOK OUT!

The car makes a thump, as Striker realizes he just parked on a Native American.

Striker: oops…Ill just back up..

The car makes another thump, as he realizes he backed up on a Native

Sonya: Oh my God

Nightwolf: Let's just go.

On the way home they accidentally hit more Indians

Nightwolf: This is the worst day of my life

Striker: I just wanted you to feel better

Nightwolf: Well you made it worse

Striker: Your too hard to please!

Keep in Note that no Native Americans were hurt in the making of this FanFic