Female Vel'Koz and Female Gena (Genos)
I don't know much about the OPM's places so I will try to dwell deeper.
Not the best in English, but will tried.
League of Legends (crossover) One Punch Man in...
"Vel'Koz in Piltover or somewhere"
- story created by: Authoria - The Heart
Ah...
It was fascinating, to say the least.
She, the Eye of the Void - the beast of Disintegration: Vel'Koz was his name.
Apparently, she was lost...
...
For no reason and whatsoever.
She observed the weird vibe of the atmosphere in this forest. She can see trees and all other natural stuff littered around with a few birds here and there flying in the air and upon noticing her presence, they quickly flew away, as natural instinct. She carefully hugged the dirt as to avoid the hurtful sunlight trying to touch him as he her himself under the shadow.
She remembered killing a tall man wearing a gun or hammer thing and a red haired woman holding a pair of knives. She was in the summoner rift at that time and slaying champions, minions and jungle monsters.
She was a 'goddess', at least that was she red from his summoner's chat box.
For that reason, everyone avoided her, even her - whom she carried their asses - teammates!
Even the minions!
Vel'Koz sighed in exasperation. It was truly getting out of hand of all this non-important things constantly appearing and happening in her lifetime.
She closed her eyes to let herself feel the deeper and longer range and length of the atmosphere to be able to think clearly and analyzed the area.
...
Technically, she was in Piltover.
...
WAIT?! Piltover?!
Just when did flash (or dash) have became this lengthy?! Is the game crashed or being bugsplat at or something?
Vel'Koz slapped her 'forehead', though she closed her eye and slapped her own helmet as a sign of 'facepalm' as her summoner would say.
...
"I'm soooo broken..." She muttered, her beautiful resonance voice dwell in the forest. "I hope dash still works, better get back before they chain me down again."
It was a fruitful, sunny morning in the lively town city.
A bald man was seen staring at the large board with his usual expression. He continued to look at the board (no need to know what it was) as if he's looking for something that will catch his interest, but in the end, it was fruitless.
He wore a simple white sleeves t-shirt and a yellow shorts. He is carrying a plastic bag with a few fruits in it. He then looked at his wristwatch to see two minutes had passed to keep on looking at the freaking (empty?) board full of nothing but censored sheets of papers and newspapers. (Although censored, to avoid company 'malicious' intent)
Deciding not to idle any longer, he started to walk away towards the isolated town city of his whilst people glancing on him with a weird look.
The way towards Saitama's (with unknown surname) home can be lonesome but he enjoyed the peace nonetheless. He was used to this ghostly town and as much as possible, he do not wanted the public's attention.
Despite him wanting to be a hero, someday.
He continued to walk on the empty road with both sides filled with house full of decaying or probably left materials with some gratified walls made of up by the thugs that comes to this place seldom.
"Oh?"
He caught a small sound of what appeared to be a wheeze to the side. He stopped walking to look at the origin of the sound, in the alleyway. Curiosity got him quicker than his punch could land, he walked towards the alley.
"Oh my, why do I smell... awful..." He heard a soft but beautiful voice when approaching closer. Upon arriving, he looked inside the alley to find... a person on the ground, seating like a puppy.
A very, very intimidating 'puppy'.
It was a tall woman, probably taller than him, with a fair, fine and slender, well-defined body and an hourglass figure. Her eyes were bright purple and twinkling like that of a star that shines in the night. Her hair was dark locks, beautifully in a waved motion from her back.
There's also weird thing from the woman, there's a helmet on top of her head with three smaller, purple eyes and three... uh, three 'moving-line' thingy? Saitama didn't know what it was but it akin familiar to a tentacle, or maybe. The 'moving-line' thingy is dark with a glowing ominously of a purple color, two at both sides of the helmet and one at the back of it.
But by far what caught Saitama's eyes the most at the woman, is that she was wearing nothing but a one piece suit. She had, by far as long as Saitama knows in his life, the biggest breasts she had, probably D-cups or F-cups. You know like a bra with a strapped connected to her most holy region. And half-naked to see her plump legs and curvy sides.
Most of the men (99.9% for sure) would immediately fell down flat on their pool of blood at the sight and will thank the deity for giving them a very nice sight. Well, supposed to be, except Saitama.
He still wore the same look, despite the end of the world with all of his friends and love ones dying in front of his eyes.
...
Actually, when did he get friends anyway? Aside from his overprotective Gena, no one else.
He's been idling and staring for far too long that he didn't know that the beautiful woman had finally noticed him.
"Ah, a summoner!" The woman gingerly said as she clumsily tried to stand, a sign of relief plastered on her face. But she was instantly fell on the rough pavement on her butt, she let out a mixture of cute whine and groan in pain. She looked to the side to see a railing, she grabbed on to it as she tried to stand once again.
'This skin is so annoying...' She thought grimly with annoyance but her outward expression remained of a struggle of standing straight up.
Apparently, the summoners from the League have no mercy on creating bunch of random skins where some higher summoners will bought it, especially a skin which can caught their attention. Her skin was by far the most expensive and the had the most changes.
They turned the monster of the Void - the Eye - into a human.
A woman, specifically, and so the dying hardcore of her playing all night long because the summoner instantly love her skin.
At first thought it was a simple popularity, but apparently, her skin was way too catching the eyes of the summoners. She now understood why:
They were perverts!
That's why she killed the man holding a hammer-that-can-shoot-blue-orbs thingy because he was constantly chasing her, and why she killed the red haired woman because she was angry at the sudden popularity of her, or specifically her skin.
Vel'Iza was her skin's name.
"Mister Summoner, can you please help me?" Vel'Iza (or specifically Vel'Koz) asked with an odd tone in her voice. She already understood the ways of communicating to mankind. Thankfully, this skin of her could be proven a descent handful on communicating a summoner or even a human. Which she was tired of seeing people ran away from her true form and constantly giving him a 'killing' glare.
Saitama observed the woman's struggling from standing up, he had no idea of why the woman was struggling on her own two feet in vain of standing straight. She asked him rather shyly even that could melt people's heart.
But Saitama have no heart to react. He rather show it by moving instead of saying and expressing. That's what he thought.
Although he raised an eyebrow at the weird call 'summoner' at him, he nonetheless approached closer to the woman.
"Here, let me help you." Saitama said simply as he placed her left arm around his neck with his right arm to her right side from the back to help the woman stand. He technically needed to stand straight as the woman leaned on to him.
'She was oddly heavy.' He muttered in his head as he watched the tall woman adjusted her position to him, with her large breast and the unholy amount of cleavage noticeable in his eyes.
He gently walked alongside the beautiful woman towards his home.
"Thank you... are you a summoner? Or even a human by any chance?" The woman asked, weird question.
Saitama nodded. "Yes, I'm a human."
"Well, thank you, human." She complimented him before looking back in front. Observing the peaceful, isolated place with the sun bathing her figure. Oddly enough, could feel the warm tingling sensation on her body and she could smell something awful to herself.
Saitama stared at the woman's glistening skin of sweat. She had a few dirt everywhere on her body. With a gorgeous body like that - men would do ANYTHING - she needed to take bath.
It's not because she was dirty, it's because to Saitama's eyes, she was a food needed to wash.
"Hey, human. May I know your name?"
"Saitama."
"Saitama, thank you for helping me." She smiled, sweetly. "I hope it is okay to come along with you.
She could see through him, it maybe was a glance but Vel'Koz could see him entirely. She saw a man in a yellow jumpsuit with a white cape and a red boots completed with a pair of red gloves.
She saw normal man with a fearsome strength capable of defeating Cho'Gath in his largest form, capable of destroying the fountain in the summoner rift even if it didn't have any health of even if invulnerable. She saw a man covered in war but led a wanting of peaceful life along with his burning passion to become well-known in his society.
She saw him as a hero.
...
They both walked towards the destination that-only-Saitama-knows-where silently.
...
Oh, her bad.
She didn't give him her name.
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It's actually an interesting idea but I can't get enough scenes so please give me some suggestions which is family friendly, please.
~A
