"May I take your coat sir?" A short, kid-looking girl said, dressed in a servant's attire. Her words were shaky, obviously nervous at the tall mysterious man before her.

"Thank you, darling."

It wasn't everyday Jhin had the luxury of going undercover. As a hired gun, he usually found himself hiding behind cracks as he watched his target. Here he would be treated as he should be, as the artist he is. Right now he was in Demacia, the city of boring fools. They had such an innocent onlook, lacking all drama and chaos that was needed for contrast. He did admit that it was better than Noxus, but still lacked so much potential.

He was here at an elegant revenue, looking almost castle like. It was a popular building for parties and other events, which Jhin appreciated. The architecture was stunning, pillars and statues carved beautifully from quartz and other stones. As he entered the main party room, he could see through tall glass windows was a beautiful garden, with multiple types of flowers. Walking through the wave of people, he found a small table to the side of the room, on the opposite side of the room where the windows layed. As he took his seat, immediately a servant came to his table, offering him a tall glass of champagne, which he gingerly took. He reached to lift up his mask to allow him to take a drink, but then realized he wasn't wearing it. Public places like these required to show his real face, as a mask would seem quite unordinary. Taking a sip, he leaned back in his seat and observed.

His target here was actually the host of the party. She was said to be tall, thin, with brown hair and glistening blue eyes, a signature trait of wealthy Demacians. She was described as energetic and flirtatious, always trying to get on people's good side. Her name was Eevie Essner. The reasons for her assassination was kept secret from Jhin, as his client insisted on this factor. Jhin didn't care however, as long as he got his reward he was fine with whoever he killed.

He stared among the crowd, gazing at the colorful gowns and tuxedos of the guests. They were either drinking, talking, or dancing. His eyes were instantly caught by a women in a green in purple gown. The designs were ones of a peacock, and by her swift actions, Jhin could already tell her personality and what her performance would be like.

"Her story would be power and greed, yet elegance in her motions," he thought to himself."A blow through her chest would do wonders. Her strength lies within her center, where she controls everything. Perhaps a lotus there too..."

As soon as his eyes wandered from her, he brought his eyes upon a male servant by the entrance. He had jet black hair, with dark circles under his eyes. He was shaking as he held a tray. He stared nervously out in the crowd, not wanting to go out and do his job. He was obviously overworked at no success at his part, and was taken for granted. Jhin saw people bumping into him, not even noticing his existence.

"I know just the thing for him…" he thought maliciously."A poor coward hiding in the background, where not a soul knows him as a friend, but as a servant. A blow to the face would be perfect. No one could tell who he was, as no one knows who he is now." Jhin chuckled to himself as he took another sip. Oh how he loved planning performances, although it was a shame most of them would go un-produced. "Enough wasting time," he thought,"I am here on a job."

"Doesn't mean I can't take advantage of my leisurely setting," he muttered to himself, countering his own conscious.

"I don't think I've met you yet." Jhin looked up to see a young woman's face peering down at him. Her skin was slightly tan, and was peppered in freckles, which annoyed Jhin slightly. Other than her unruly freckles, her face was well put together, as well as her attire and brown hair. And her- her eyes. Bright blue. Now knowing who he was talking to, he smiled at her slyly.

"Khada, Khada Jhin," he said standing up. He realized she was shorter than he imagined, but her shortness made his tall appearance even more powerful and alluring. She took his hand and shook it vigorously.

"I'm Eevie. Eevie Essner," she mirrored back, smiling widely. He noted the way she mirrored the actions of others. People tended to feel more comfortable when they were mirrored, as she was doing now. She was a people-person."Excuse me for saying, but I don't remember inviting you here. Not that I'm complaining…" she said playfully. Using two fingers, he grabbed a golden card from his breast pocket, and showed it to her. It was the invitation his client gave him, although he didn't know where it originally came from. Stuffing it back in his pocket she nodded approvingly."Well I'd love to get to know you better, stranger. How bout' a dance?"

"I would be honored," he said, his voice smooth and relaxing. She giggled at his exaggeration, grabbed his hand, and swung him on the dance floor. Immediately they were hand in hand, swaying slowly to the music. Jhin led her with ease, having many a practice with this type of dancing.

"You're an amazing dancer Khada," she said, her long eyelashes batting at him. His hand was on her bare back, touching her soft skin with his own. Her irish green dress allowed just enough movement for spins and sways.

"I've had practice," he said, swinging them both to the right."And please, called me Jhin." His voice was dripping with charisma, which was clearly working on her. She seemed to relax more and more as he spoke, so he kept talking."You look beautiful my darling. Although I must say, I see you're wearing a classic dress from Ionia. You have good tastes." She chuckled, continuing to dance

"You're half right there Jhin," she pronounced his name with such flavor, it made his heart beat slightly faster than he would have liked."It's personally made from an Ionian dressmaker, who was suppose to make a Demacian dress. I see he must of put a little of his own touch into it."

"How quaint," Jhin smiled quickly.

"So you're from Ionia?" she said, staring up at him.

"Indeed I am," he confirmed with a smile.

"I've always wanted to go there… it's so beautiful," she said, seeming to drift off in a daydream."Quite as beautiful as yourself," she said, looking back at him with keen eyes.

"My darling, you are too much," he said, as the song they danced to ended."That garden over there looks wonderful. Would you care to join me?" he said, releasing her from his arms.

"I'd love to," she said, her eyes getting low with a bit of eagerness. Right then and there, Jhin knew he had her right where he wanted. He took her hand and led her outside, where the garden was. The hanging lights on the orchids illuminated the two in the dark, as they sat on a stone bench together. They were surrounded by rose bushes and a fountain was just behind them, spewing a light blue liquid. Evie looked deep in Jhin's eyes as they stared at each other.

"What's your favorite?" Eevie suddenly said, breaking the silence between the two.

"Pardon me?" Jhin said, confused by her question.

"Which flower is you favorite? I made sure this garden would be covered in every kind." She stood up and beckoned to the garden around her.

"I love roses, although I think the lotus is my personal favorite." She smiled cheerfully and walked over to a small pond, which had many colorful lotuses floating in it. Koi fish were swimming under, making long graceful swoops with their tails.

"Lotuses are lovely," she said, kneeling down to put her hand in the water."So mysterious, just like yourself." Standing back up, she looked up again at Jhin, blue eyes glistening.

"Which is your favorite?" he said quickly, not wanting to just keep staring at each other. He honestly had enough at looking at her face. Those freckles still annoyed him.

"Petunias," she said, leading him over to a bush of bright pink petunias.

"Yes, quite beautiful, just like yourself." Jhin mirrored, making her giggle.

"You know Jhin," she said, sitting them both down on a bench."I'm quite fond of you." The music inside suddenly striked up again, it's melodies leaking out into the garden. Jhin grabbed her towards her as they started swaying again. She rested her head on his chest, right over his heart."I know we just met, but-"

"I like you too," he lied cunningly, spinning her quickly."Your looks, your personality-" suddenly she grabbed his hand, and led him deeper in the garden, where they could no longer see the party anymore. She got really close to him, almost touching her chin to his chest as she looked up.

"I'm not who you think I am," she said slyly, whispering it in his ear. Her voice made shivers run down his spine, although he didn't show it.

"Oh?" Jhin said in return, in a deep sensual voice, smiling along with her.

"I'm a dealer for magical artifacts," she said."I work for the black market." She said it all as if nothing was wrong with her statement. He smiled still, pretending everything was okay.

"How daring," he said in return."So this is why he wants her dead," he thought to himself. He took a deep breath, letting it flow right out of him."Let the performance begin."

"Are you alright?" she said, noticing his deep inhale.

"I'm just preparing," he said nonchalantly, sneaking a hand to his hip, where he kept Whisper concealed.

"Preparing for what?" Eevie asked.

"This." He leaned down and kissed her, passionately. Her arms wrapped around his neck, deepening the kiss. He then slowly brought Whisper to her chest and-

BAM

Her eyes grew wide in pain, as she fell into Jhin's arms, squirming and shaking uncontrollably, blood falling from her fatal wound. She tried to scream, but the magic bullet seemed to leave her breathless. Eevie's eyes looked into his, as to scream why, why would he do this, and all Jhin did was answer with a devious smile. Blood oozed onto his hand as he held her there, watching her slowly die. It felt good to feel the warm blood on his hands, how it gushed and reminded him of her so much. Warm and inviting; smooth as silk. She started gasping now, as he lungs collapsed and the air escaped her, like butterflies on a morning day.

"Darling," he said."You look beautiful." With those last words burned in her mind, she went limp. Now he was to present his masterpiece.

Jhin worked quickly with his actress, making sure everything was perfect for Eevie. He laid her body in a patch of petunias, entangling her dress in them. He reached for her hair, undid it, and arranged the long brown locks around her head. Jhin grabbed some petunias and put them in her wound, so it looked like they were emerging from her. He put her legs together, and tilted her head gently to the left, with her arms above her. In both hands, he placed a lotus, covered in her blood, signifying his work. Stepping back, he looked at her, how she seemed to be one with the flowers.

"You look wonderful," he said, this time meaning it with all his heart. She did look beautiful, as she was now in her final form. He internally thanked himself for this beautiful masterpiece, and how he helped her become truly wonderful. He threw his head up suddenly when he heard the faint noises of the party become slightly different than before. He could hear nervous chatter, but nothing threatening to him."They must have heard my gunshot…" he thought to himself. Quickly in one of the ponds, he rinsed as much blood as he could from his clothes and hands, making sure any color wasn't one last look at his actress, he started walking even farther into the gardens, until he found the back exit. He could see the building over the garden, the bright lights, the music, and the talking going back to what it was. He circled back to the front of the building, where his horse drawn carriage was, with one of his assistants that was provided to him, inside. A boy came out of the carriage, dressed as he should, and opened the door for Jhin.

"Thank you my boy," Jhin smiled, taking a step forward. Before the boy could reply, he heard a slightly familiar, piercing voice.

"Jhin?" Jhin turned to see one fellow champion staring at him in disbelief.

"Hello...Quinn."