WARNING: The following program contains scenes and themes not suitable to very young audiences! Parental guidance is recommended!
Jessie In Wonderland presents…
FREAK OUT!
Prologue:
Marcus, Kit, Sammy, Alex, Maria, Carol and Glenda are avid gamer friends and childhood buddies. Life for them has been pretty normal until now… Brought to Runeterra, a continent from the game League of Legends, by a wish gone awry, they find themselves transformed into characters from their favorite selection. With no idea how to escape, they decide to go for the ride and find out the pros and cons of not having a normal life.
Chapter 1
Be Careful What You Wish For
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The setting of this fanfiction is a combination of both pre-no Summoners, no-Institute of War era and post-no Summoners, no-Institute of War era. Yes, I still can't get over it. I will also not limit any character that appear therein to their own skillsets.
Maple and Oaks St.
Blakesville City
Nuevo Terra (Earth's first artificial continent)
9:30 p.m.
It was not a dark and stormy night. In fact, there was not a single sign in the elements to foreshadow what lay ahead. Under a peaceful night sky, seven friends strolled down a winding street, just going home from a gaming session.
"LOOK! LOOK! LOOK!" Alex cried, pointing at something at the night sky. His six best friends redirected their gazes at that direction. "Whoa! A wishing star!" Carol shrieked. She grabbed Marcus beside her and shook him like a ragdoll. Marcus, who was already used to the rollercoaster shaking, sighed. "Should we make a wish?" Alex said. Kit and Sammy snickered.
"What are you? Five years old?" Sammy said. He and Marcus exchanged bro fists. "Humor me, mister maturity." Alex said. "What should we wish for?" Maria asked. "Something awesome." Glenda said. "Something radical!" Kit said. "How about we wish we were in Runeterra? Like really in League of Legends?" Marcus said. The others hooted. "Wait! Wait! As our favorite characters!" Carol chirped. "From other games!" Maria piped in. "Yeeeah!" Sammy and Kit drawled. "Okay. 1-2-3. Go!" Alex said.
"I wish I was in Runeterra as my favorite character!" the chorus of seven voices said energetically. After saying it, the seven friends laughed. "That was childish." Sammy said. Alex sent him a look that made him laugh. "Hey, guys." Carol said. She was still looking at the sky. "What?" Marcus asked. "Don't you think that star is going the wrong way?" Carol said. The others looked.
"Yeah, you're right." Glenda finally concluded after some time. Sammy guffawed. "Leave it to Alex to find the retarded wishing star." Sammy said. He, Kit and Marcus laughed. "Ha. Ha. Ha." Alex said sarcastically.
"Uh, guys?" Maria said. The boys all looked at her. "Don't you think that star is, I don't know, getting TOO close?" Glenda said. Carol grabbed Glenda and held her real tight.
"Aaawww. Whiskers!" Carol said, disturbingly calm. Everything after that happened so fast. Their screams were drowned out by the raging force of the crashing star. With a burst of massive light and sound, everything went dark.
Sammy's head felt like bursting. He couldn't remember what happened last night. Okay, maybe he drank too much last night.
The smell of flower-bearing plants and the warmth of sunlight filled Sammy's body. They ended up at Alex's apartment. "Alex, get your mouth off my dick!" Sammy moaned. "Gross!" Carol sleepily chirped as always. Surely, the reply rang across the apartment.
"Sammy, the only time I'll put your dick in my mouth is when there are no other toothpicks around." Alex said. Kit and Marcus laughed out loud. "BURN!" Marcus, always the first one to wake up but last to rise, said. The seven friends laughed.
The sound of Alex melodramatically arising from the bed dominated the room. "EEEEEKKKKK!" Alex's shrill scream jolted them. They burst from their positions, ready to assault the object of his distress. "What?!" Kit exclaimed. Alex screamed louder. They all looked a closer look at their surroundings.
First of all, they weren't at the apartment. They were in some sort of cave-in. Actually, it looked a lot more like a crash site.
Secondly, how could they even sleep well in the middle of the day in the middle of a crater?!
Thirdly, what in the name of all things holy happened to them?!
Marcus looked as if he suited perfectly into the clothes he wore. It was as if it was what God had intended for him. Marcus looked supernormal and he was stuffed into a medieval suit of light armor with a motif of black and gothic depictions of savage creatures of myth. It clung to him like a shadow and lending him an air of mystery. A dark hood covered his head and his eyes glowed bluish white, giving him quite the badass look. The air around him strained with the feeling of forbiddance and equally ornate twin crossbows securely placed about his hips. His other friends could swear shadows danced around him.
Sammy's status as a prime stud just went to a whole new high. He wore a battlesuit tailored with the needs and wants of the ideal adventurer. It hugged his body like a second skin, complimenting his superb physique. Though simple-looking at a glance, there was no denial the sheer power of both magic and science in his instruments. The ingenuity of arcane enchantment runes and the cogs and clockworks and complexity of large machineries forged into small simple-looking devices was stunning. Eye-catching of all was the presence of a lady ghost beside him, defensive stance at the ready. The ghost looked strangely familiar them but her protectiveness hinted a deep bond with Sammy's character.
Carol looked amazing. Far more amazing than ever before. She aged quite a bit but only to a point where her womanly side displayed proudly. She wore quite the gown. Glittering against the sunlight like diamonds and swishing gracefully against the breeze, it added grace to Carol. The brilliancy of the gown highlighted several points of Carol's finest features, bringing them up to another notch. Its swirls and colors graced her face with the demure of royalty and elegancy of the fall of her hair lent her a dignified air. The regality of her dress made a dark contrast against the outgoing and impulsive nature of the wearer. Around her, frost seemed to dance and congregate. Boy, did Carol look familiar too. VERY familiar. Like something straight out of a Disney movie. A VERY recent Disney movie.
Carol squealed. "WAIT. WAIT. WAIT." she said. She pointed at Marcus. "DIABLO 3! DEMON HUNTER!" Carol said victoriously. Marcus sank to his knees and almost cried. "Hell-fucking-yeah! Hahaha!" he said, fisting the air in triumph. "Elsa?" Marcus said, pointing at Carol. Carol giggled madly and dashed off to practice make-believe ice magic at some unfortunate target.
"Van Helsing? The Incredible Adventures of Van Helsing?" Marcus said. Sammy grinned widely. "Jealous?" he said, cocking his head. Marcus gave him the finger. "Sorry. I only recognized Lady Katarina. Everybody knows Lady Katarina is more awesome than Van Helsing!" he said. Lady Katarina looked at him and her suspicious expression melted in an instant, replaced with a welcoming one. "At last, someone who recognizes my greatness!" she said imperiously. "And the ACCENT!" Carol said, thrilled.
The two of them and the ghost could ride off to the sunset any moment now. "I could've picked more awesome character favorites but I'm not complaining!" Marcus said. His eyes were alive. More alive than he ever did in years actually and his hands were all over his body, admiring how GREAT he looked in it. "Well, hooray for you…" Maria's forlorn voice said. The others remembered about her, Glenda, Alex and Kit. They swerved to their direction and their jaws literally dropped.
Alex's girly looks looked more emphasized than normal, touched by a healthy dose of elegance and refinement. Clad in regalia of a swathe of red ribbon across his chest, a floating red crest behind him and a red gown that tapered off downward and ended in spindly tentacles. Actually, the tentacles are a part of his body as was the thick red mist seeping from him and his hands were refined into red elegant-looking claws and his black hair was now red as blood. The mist swirling around him lent him an aura of intrigue and guile, befitting the sly look Alex usually wore. It was both amazing and breathtaking. Until… HOLY SHIT! Alex, are you a freaking girl?!
Glenda's clothes clashed against her somber and melancholic attitude. She wore a shirt which is black and has a green stripe in the middle with a white 10 and green stripes on the sides of her shirt. She wore brown pants with pockets at the knees and green and white shoes, a white hooded jacket with green stripes on both arms and a green number 10 on the right side and an alien-looking watch on her left wrist. Unsurprisingly, she and Alex had the same dilemma of being switched genders. And Glenda's character is a character no modern kid wouldn't recognize. EVER. From the bratty but loyal kid from the first titled season to the I'm-so-shocked-he-matured-so-much version of the second and third titled season to the current iteration which combined the qualities of past season titles. Except SHE is a HE now.
Maria's form was corpulent, grotesque and appalling. A massive hulk of unnatural flesh atop three pairs of spider-like limbs, two tears across the stomach revealed a mouth and the face was charred and skull-like, wholly inhuman, disproportionate but fitting to the hideous appearance. A great sigil-like growth was atop the back, like a banner of an overlord. The excess of valuable accessories adorning the putrid mass did little to make it pleasant to the eyes but the air sizzling with dark and forbidden power hinted Maria's transformation a demonic heritage. A heritage worthy of an overlord of the Burning Hells.
Kit was just as worse as Maria's if not more. Though unlike Maria's blobby and oozing flesh, Kit's was rotting and diseased and both were just as gargantuan. He stood like a monolith. A monolith of a zombie. With a gigantic axe in both hands and an executioner's hood over his head, Kit shambled like a tower of flesh. Flies, maggots and worms adorned his rotten flesh and they danced upon him in a macabre feast. Although no smell came from him, they could tell it wasn't the same to others. The ground at Kit's feet was dying and the chilling sense of rot and putridity was emanating upon Kit's hulking form.
"Pfft!" the sound came. Sammy went down first followed by Carol and Marcus. Their gazes were locked unto Maria and Maria only. "WAHAHAHA!" the three laughed, collapsing on the ground in hysterical laughter. "Azmodan! Really?!" Sammy cried, tears of mirth coming from his eyes. "Well, at least you nailed it!" Alex said sympathetically, patting Maria and Kit off. "Wow. Heroes of The Storm's Azmodan." Alex said. He looked at Glenda. "And Ben Tennyson himself!" Alex said jubilantly.
She smiled awkwardly but bumped fists with Alex when he raised it. "Hey, queer queen. Who're you supposed to be?" Sammy said in between hysterical laughter. "Circe from Heroes of Newerth." Alex said, giving him a cold look. Sammy didn't see it though. Took another look at Maria and dissolved into mirth again.
"Oh-oh-oh. Me tummy. Me tummy." Carol laughed, clutching her stomach. They took another look at the unfortunate quartet then laughed again. Alex merely rolled his eyes at them.
He smiled upon their unfortunate quartet. "And you're supposed to be?" he asked, looking at Kit. Kit sighed, the movement of his body caused a shower of maggot and flesh to fall upon Alex's feet. Alex fought the urge to scream like a girl.
"I was going for any of the bosses from Gauntlet: Dark Legacy. Could've given me Skorne or Garm but I get this." Kit said sadly. "Well, if someone picks on me, at least I'll know just the guy for the job." Alex said. Though unseen under the executioner's hood, Kit smiled brilliantly.
"Alex, hug me." Glenda said. She just finished inspecting her new body. Only to find that it indeed was switched. Shocking discovery, I'm sure. Alex promptly hugged her. "There, there." he said melodically. Meanwhile… Maria hiccupped. "BWAHAHAHA!" the sound came. Maria, in Azmodan's body, clutched her hands to her chest, as she usually does, signaling she was near tears. "Stop it! I didn't ask for this!" she whined, voice breaking.
Unfortunately, that being said in Azmodan's voice earned her another bout of hilarity. "Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit." Sammy laughed, tears freely pouring off his eyes. He and Carol were practically rolling on the ground. Marcus looked apoplectic with laughter.
"Very funny." Maria said, her voice breaking. The laughing continued. She began to bawl. "I hate you!" she cried. Instinctively, she thrust forward a hand and that did it.
The laughter immediately died as a blast of darkish death ray pulsed off Maria's hand and burned everything it touched (It was just a few inches off a teary Carol's face. THAT definitely killed her laughter). "WHOA." Marcus said. "Wait. You mean these things are real?" he said. He raised a crossbow and inspected it. "Hey! Watch where you're pointing that thing!" Maria said as she landed directly in the line of fire. Marcus accidentally pressed the trigger. TWANG!
"OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD." Maria kept saying. The bolt had little effect on her though. Bounced off her demonic skin, it did. Thankfully. "Whoa!" Maria exclaimed. "Sorry." Marcus said apologetically. "YOU COULD'VE KILLED ME!" Maria screeched.
Several hell portals instantaneously opened and expelled demonic warriors who promptly chased Marcus' ass. "What the hell?!" Marcus said, breaking into a mad run. "Payback, little boy!" Maria said. She pouted and crossed her arms. "Any ideas what's going on?" Kit asked.
"We may be dead? We just took a falling star to the face." Alex said. His words stunned everyone else.
"WHATTTTTT?!" they exclaimed.
Alex sighed. "I'm not saying I'm sure we're dead. I'm just saying it might be a big possibility." Alex said. "Don't say things like that!" Carol howled. "We were sssoooooo young." Maria wailed. "Well. If this is heaven, I don't begrudge my demise!" Sammy said, shrugging his broad shoulders. Marcus glared at him. "We'll find out sooner or later." Kit said. "What do you mean?" Glenda asked. "Well. If we find someone familiar, we'll know where we are." Kit said. The others looked at each other.
"You mean our wish came true?" Alex said. Kit nodded. "It's loads better than the we-are-all-dead theory of yours." he said, grinning. Alex rolled his eyes at him. "Wait." he said. It dawned on him. "Katarina! Where were you before you woke up here?" Alex said. Lady Katarina looked at him, at them, like they were all insane.
"In Borgovia, of course. Van Helsing and I are tracking down Prisoner Seven. I told you not to trust that enigmatic, faceless man!" Lady Katarina said, giving Sammy a glare only one from nobility could. Sammy raised his hands in front of his chest in surrender. "She really thinks you're Van Helsing." Marcus said.
"Which means…" Carol said. "We're really each of our characters. We're really them." Kit said. With eyes wide with excitement, they began to experiment on their newfound powers to Alex's chagrin. Ten minutes later (Lasted an eternity for Alex)…
Marcus in shot bolts, bombs and rockets at every direction while shadow beasts rained their payloads down the skies.
Sammy, in Thaumaturge form, tried to outmatch him by calling down a blizzard and a lightning storm and a black hole.
Maria had already amassed an army of demonic warriors and hell generals while hell portals exploded around her to expel more.
Carol, meanwhile, was near to completing an exact replica of Elsa's ice castle as was seen in the film. Complete with a small cadre of ice creatures of varying sizes to guard it.
Glenda was busy scanning available transformations on the Omnitrix, whistling loudly every so often.
Kit, on the other hand, seems to want everything around him to look as rotten and disgusting. He was spitting infested organs here and there, relishing the numbers of monstrous maggots spawned off it.
Everyone was so engrossed with their powers that they haven't actually noticed the destruction they were causing. The crater around them had turned into a full-sized ravaged battleground. Like something nothing short of an apocalypse just passed by.
Alex and Lady Katarina, however, pouted nearby, their arms crossed over their chests, looking royally pissed. "You idiots don't know anything about surviving in foreign lands, do you?!" Alex finally screeched. That got everyone's attention. Sammy smirked. "What's that? Being a complete killjoy?" he said. "YEAH!" the others chorused. "Idiots." Lady Katarina muttered beside Alex. "It's-" Alex started. A humming sound stirred to roaring life. BOOOOOOM!
All of a sudden, a gigantic sphere of blue energy erupted all around them.
Armed figures, both humanoids and non-humanoids, ran through the force field, weapons and magic at the ready. Actually, they could name more than just a handful of Champions that were there. It wasn't important right now though. Everyone's faces screamed bloody murder. Suddenly, Sammy, Marcus, Carol, Maria, Glenda and Kit's magic destabilized and dissipated, their sorceries and summoned creatures disappeared in a wisp of smoke. They fell to the ground unconscious, forced into such position by an unknown force.
"Don't rile up the natives!" Alex finished in a terrified voice. As his friends lay helpless on the ground, explosions of light appeared all around, revealing robed people in its wake.
"By the authority of the Institute of War, you are all hereby detained for gross misuse of magic, unprovoked damage to property, acts of violence against a city-state and multiple counts of violations of Probatius Arcana Majoris sections I, IV, VIII and multiple counts of violations of Probatius Arcana Minoris sections VI, X, IX. Your crimes against Runeterra and her people will not be dismissed easily. Your crimes against the city-state of Demacia will not be dismissed easily." a Summoner said in a voice that towered over the clamor of chaos.
As Sammy, Marcus, Carol, Maria, Glenda and Kit were dragged off, each suspended in a null sphere, their captors noticed one thing. Alex and Lady Katarina were nowhere to be seen.