League Of Legends - A Huge Misunderstanding - Prologue
Deep in the depths of Zaun, an inventor scrambled about in the streets. He looked more machine than man, the details being his arms and legs, not to mention the third arm that was attached to his back. The mechanical man wore a metal mask. Was it just a mask? Or his actual face? Who knows. He was holding a pile of rolled up blueprints and seemed to be in a rush. He dashed into an alleyway, making a quick turn to his right to enter a different section.
"Where are you going in su- Oh god, it's Vi-Viktor?!" An old man standing by a dumpster yelled out, his volume quickly lowering when he noticed who the person was. He watched Viktor race past him, the old geezer's heart almost skipped a beat as he quickly bolted out of the alley, going the opposite direction of Viktor. He ran surprisingly well for an old guy. Viktor would have turned him into a pile of fleshy muck by now, but he had better things to do than waste his time with the elderly.
Viktor skidded to a halt. Right in front of him was a gate, stopping him from exiting the alley. Without hesitation, his third arm moved forward and a bright red laser shot out from it. The fence didn't stand a chance. It melted down and was reduced to a hot sticky mess in the form of a puddle. The inventor simply walked over it and raced off once again, he went back to running down the empty streets of Zaun.
Some time had passed and Viktor finally made it to his destination. He approached the broken down college that was in front of him. It was a temporary residence for him and it certainly looked a lot better on the inside, well at least areas Viktor used did. The machine herald finally had all of his blueprints he had lost a while back. He grumbled to himself, remembering the street rat running off with his belongings. How did the boy get away from him so quickly? As if he knew every step that would be taken! Every breath and movement! Viktor didn't have that many encounters with the boy, but it still heavily annoyed him, maybe it was the object he always held? Viktor shook his head and paid attention to the task on hand. He opened the doors of the college entrance and stepped inside. The doors closed shut behind him.
Viktor walked down the dark gloomy hallway, occasionally glancing at the photos of old students nailed into the walls but nothing more. He knew a good handful of the students, most of which he taught himself Viktor felt a little bit of pride every time he remembered them, the knowledge he gave them, the skills, carriers, not to mention the bonds, but that was all in the past now, They abandoned this place and Viktor had changed.
He picked up his pace and soon stopped in front of a metal door with a small red glowing pad on it. He placed his index finger on the center of it and started to trace a specific order of lines: Left. Up. Right. Down. Up. Left. Right. Down.
Steam erupted from underneath the door as it opened, closing soon after Viktor walked and quickly sealed itself shut. The room was fairly large, about twenty-six feet in width and thirty-eight in length. A couple tables with large white sheets over them were placed against the wall where the door was. There was two for each side, both were large in length but small in width, seven feet long and four feet wide. In the center of the room was a large object with yet another white sheet covering it. The rest of the room was empty, aside from the piles of scrap that was pushed up against the walls or placed on the table. The only thing lighting up the place was a dim blue glow beneath the white sheet that was covering the object in the center of the room.
Viktor walked up to it and firmly gripped the sheet before yanking it off. The sheet flew in the air and slowly landed on the floor right by him, part of the sheet resting on his right shoulder. Right in front of him was a large machine shaped like a cube with blue glowing lines tracing all around it. He lightly tapped it and traced a small circle with his index finger, the machine starting to come apart while rebuilding itself at the same time. Parts switched themselves with other parts and some even started to fuse Within a couple minutes, a new design appeared. The machine was now shaped like a wall with a plate form in front of it. A few computer screens and holograms appeared from behind the wall sticking out to the left and right. The joints holding onto the screens quickly snapped forward, causing them both to face each other, the left and the right.
A bright blue light appeared in the form of a circle. In the center of the platform, three more appeared around that one. Viktor stepped forward, but didn't step onto the platform. He quickly went to work on the right screens of the machine, quickly checking everything over, doing the same to the left. It seemed like the experiment was ready! He quickly walked back over to the right screens and looked around until he found a small button, pressing it firmly. A small hologram appeared and a robotic voice spoke out. "Commence activation." Viktor tapped the hologram and made a circular motion along with a rectangular one. The hologram quickly disappeared. "Commencing spawn."
The circles on the platform glowed even brighter to the point it was almost blinding! Sparks started to fly as the blue lights started to flicker, a couple black holes appearing above them. A powerful wind started to form in the room, knocking things off the tables and sending small objects flying everywhere. Viktor slowly backed away from the machine, the wind starting to drag tables and scrap metal towards the contraption."NO! What is this?!" Viktor snapped while watching the chaos unfold.
The machine sparked one last time before it sent a large shock-wave that made everything fly back including Viktor. The black holes expanded and teleported away. Viktor hit the wall with a loud thud, sliding down on the floor. "No.. This isn't what was supposed to happen!" Viktor started to get himself off of the ground while saying this glaring at the machine. "What? Why hasn't it broken down that.. A reaction like that would have torn it to shreds or at least broken it down!"
He got to his feet and slowly approached it, the machine still intact and still running perfectly fine." Then where are they? Did it even work?" he said quickly to himself, looking up at the ceiling then back at the contraption. "And if so, where did it send them...?"