Hello :3. Since this is my first fanfic, I think it will be pretty lame. Oh yeah, almost forgot.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, they belong to Riot Games. I only own the story.
Mk.. If that's done... Fanfiction time.
Chapter one: The Beginning
It was another day on the realm of Runeterra, the peacefully harmony embraced the Institute of War, until...
"Jinx, get your ass here!" Vi yelled as she got out from her room, chasing the Loose Cannon, she was covered in glue and feathers, and on her back she had a piece of paper saying Kick me.
"Come on, Fat Hands! I thought you're faster than the Hat Lady!" Jinx cried out, running faster than a Teemo.
It been 30 minutes since Vi was chasing Jinx, she just couldn't chase her anymore, she was too tired. She let out a sigh and retreated to her room, going for a bath.
Jinx observed 'Fat Hands' wasn't chasing her anymore, she let out a sigh of boredom.
"Gnar-Gada?" Gnar said as he poked the bored Jinx.
"... What?" Jinx asked Gnar with a confused face.
"Shagu fala!" Gnar said as he started to jump around.
"... Trasnlation?" Jinx looked at the little yordle jumping around, he seems excited.
They were standing next to a door with the number 54. From that door, Heimerdinger got out.
"I would like a logical explication for the violation of the silence." Heimerdinger said as he yawned.
"Heimer!" Jinx rushed and grabbed him. "You know Gnar's language right? I mean.. you're both yordles after all."
The Inventor looked at Jinx, moaning.
"He is an ancient yordle, I do believe he exists B.C, staring at his outfit composed of a leather dress and a hat composed of a skull from a Microraptor. His language can not be understood yet."
"... What." Jinx gave him a face with only one meaning You're serious?.
Heimerdinger facepalmed. "He is from the past, he speaks another language that doesn't exist anymore."
"... You could have said that from the beginning, y'know?" Jinx said.
Right then, the door with the number 53 opened.
"I know someone who understands Gnar."
