The colossus' heavy frame wallowed through the dense forest as he marched forward.

Forward…Forward. The only direction he'd been heading to since that cursed day.

His grip on the massive Anchor tightened as he approached the outskirts of the jungle. He sluggishly shook his head to cast the dark thought out of his head. He had to concentrate on the matter at hand; assisting his so called "Teammates" in their fight for dominance over a tower-like structure.

As he arrived a skirmish had already broken out and he witnessed how his team was steadily losing control over the situation.

"What took you so long?!", growled a hulking figure, similar in appearance to his own frame.

Nautilus shrugged lightly. "Does it really matter, Mordekaiser?"

The undead warlord laughed hollowly. "No. But since you finally arrived we could proceed to crush those weaklings."

Nautilus nodded. He didn't dislike the self-proclaimed "Master of Metal" since they both experienced a similar fate; being prisoners in a foreign shell, not being able to feel anything else other than hateful emotions.

The titan's orange eyes scouted the scene. Their team had already lost three of their members while the enemy team was still four man strong, although heavily injured.

The enemy team had regrouped already as the two giants charged at them.

Taken by surprise they weren't able to react in time as a heavy anchor pulled Miss Fortune, their marksman, closer to Nautilus just to be crushed by Mordekaiser's mace.

"One down, three remaining." Mumbled the undead general as he formed a protective metal shroud around his metallic exterior.

The next to fall was the scurvy-afflicted pirate Gangplank who wasn't even able to eat his oranges before being killed in a rather gruesome manner by Nautilus' anchor.

Mordekaiser laughed triumphantly.

Suddenly a small fish-like creature jumped at them, stabbing Nautilus with its trident.

The titan of the depths growled angrily and turned to face his opponent.

"Fizz…"

"Hey there Naut, you wouldn't mind if I were to stop you from winning this, would you?" said the Tidal Trickster with a wide grin on his face.

"Not if I have something to say in that matter!" Exclaimed Mordekaiser. The Master of Metal reached out with his clawed gauntlet and laughed as he began to leech Fizz' lifeforce from his body.

The trickster cried out in pain but managed to dodge another assault from Mordekaiser by jumping over him, using his trident.

Mordekaiser turned to face the fish but his opponent only grinned as he pointed at something behind the general's back. "I hope you can swim with the heavy armour of yours."

Mordekaiser's eyes widened in shock as a tsunami rolled him over.

"NO!" exclaimed the Master of Metal before commanding his summoner to flash away to safety.

Nautilus clenched his anchor tightly. "You shall not win this." With these words he smashed his weapon on the ground, creating a blast of compressed water, which began to head in Fizz' direction.

The Tidal trickster hissed and tried to escape the depth charge but it hit him regardless, sending him flying to the sky, before letting him land on the hard floor.

But before Nautilus could squash the pest with his anchor he got enclosed in a prison of water.

His vision blurred as memories long past re-emerged from his mind. Memories of desolation, anger, hatred and pain. He remembered the way they looked at him as they left him to die. How his own crew abandoned him; left him to die.

From his aquatic prison he could see how Nami, the Tidecaller looked at him with fear as she helped Fizz to his feet.

The bubble burst and Nautilus glared at the aquatic creatures with hate.

He cried out in anger as small explosions of compressed water began to erupt from the ground. Both Fizz and Nami looked at Nautilus in terror but just before his anchor could end their miserable existence darkness enclosed all of them.

Nautilus peered into the darkness and exhaled, even though he didn't need to breathe. The light returned and a voice exclaimed "Victory".

His team had won. The enemy team had surrendered the minute he nearly killed Fizz.

He sighed and looked around the summoning chamber, which was filled with the champions from both teams. Not wanting to engage in pointless conversation he marched out of the massive door.

Moving forward….Forward…