Prologue
Rain poured. It was another dark, damp day. The clouds were gray, no shop was open, and the streets were empty, except, for this woman. She had long, brown hair and wore a large purple hat. She carried a large sniper rifle, gifted to her by her father. Her clothes, soaking wet now, were purple with a hint of white. What laid in front of her, laid her next case, a Demacian man who was brutally murdered inside Piltover walls.
"You couldn't have saved him, Caitlyn." said a deep voice from behind her.
"You act like I am a child who just lost her toy." Caitlyn retorted in her British accent. She turned around on her heels and was face to face with Jayce, the Defender of Tomorrow. Unlike his usual clothing, he had on a brown trench coat with a brown fedora. However, still strapped on his back was his weapon Mercury, created by him, now in hammer form.
"My my Sheriff, I didn't think you'd be so… feisty." Jayce snickered.
"Defender, this is not a time for your petty remarks. This case… it's… different. There is a strange feeling in the air… as if it was manifested by the shadows."
"My, your senses to magic is truly appealing. I felt the same thing as soon as I came into this alley. But now, the question is, why?"
"I don't know Jayce but something tells me that the Void has something to do with this… I mean, look at this card." She lifted up a small rectangular piece of paper. It was purple around the edges with a white circle. Inside the white circle, was a picture of a Voidling, looking exactly like Malzahar's except its eyes were in a V shape.
"Well, I guess you know where I'm going." With that, he left the scene and Caitlyn. Turning back at the dead body, she put notes down in her brown, leather notebook. She held one piece of vital information from Jayce.
"Farewell… lost Head Summoner Ashram."
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