Author's note:
Hello, dear Summoners!
Uhh, so last file broke for some reason, and had to update it again, wtf Fanfiction...
Anyway, tl;dr I'm excited for Halloween, and the skins.
Got the idea from them, so enjoy the zombie apocalypse theme!
Zaun, the city the closest to Piltover, yet considered the lair of their worst enemies…
A city of pollution, sending the worst kind of weapons and poisons to the rest of the world. The city of mad scientists.
Even if the Institute of War would mostly turn their heads on their experiments, this time it was not the case. The thing that could destroy the whole Runeterra has been released.
"12th District clear." The weak voice was heard from the handheld transceiver. "No signs of survivors."
"Good, return to me as fast as possible." A deep sigh was heard from the other side of HT.
It has been a full month since the disease spread around Zaun, even reaching all the way to Piltover. The only way out was through the Ironspike Mountains, and the only available passage leading people to the safe region was controlled by the Institute of War.
With full guardianship of Noxus, no one could get out of the area behind Ironspike Mountains nor anyone could get there, excluding champions of the Institute.
The ones brave enough to search for survivors were allowed to go into the dangerous area without any other security or even knowing if there might be a chance of going back.
A full month ago, the experiments of Viktor's glorious evolution gone wrong. Singed used his materials to create a toxic disease, spreading through the bodies of the victims by the contact with aggressors fluids. Open wounds were a huge problem in this war. Any possible infection had to be taken care of within less than one minute, to avoid further spreading of disease.
The presumed 'zombies' were born a full month ago. By a single bite, the poison was injected into the victim's body, mixing with the host's cells to create a predator. Something that would throw away their humanity to consume human flesh. With one and only reason to exist – killing others.
The difference between the normal human and infected one was not only the visible behavior, but also the body temperature. Infected people were found to have higher body temperature by more than ten degrees. Their reactions were aggressive and their senses sharp like blades. With one bite, an infected human could cut the skin and inject the poison with their saliva.
The estimated time of poison taking over the victim's body was not known, but predicted to be around two minutes. Only one possible cure - death, by either taking out the heart or damaging the brain, thus being able to stop them from further harming others.
"Shit, I can hear few behind me." A quiet laugh got to the sniper's ears.
"Be careful, I'll try to take them one by one, get there safely." The answer got to the brawler, before she tried to turn to them.
"I can take them on." Brawler snickered, but the voice stopped her once again.
"You promised to come back and to never lie to me, Vi." Pinkette sighed as she heard shaking voice of Sheriff.
"Yeah, no worries, Cupcake. Just don't blow my head while at it." Pinkette looked towards the direction Caitlyn was hiding. She never thought that there might be a time, she would have to fully trust the sniper to not shoot her.
After hearing gunshots, Vi fought the urge to look at the bodies of the predators. She hated to look at them - the innocent people she once knew: her neighbors as well as the owner of the bar she was going into every Friday night. Everyone was now her enemy, except one. The only one at her side was Caitlyn.
She couldn't fight this urge any longer. In order to know the situation behind her, she turned around only to face the blood coloring the street, as the another body blew out the huge amount of red liquid. The shots were perfect, sending bullets right through their heads.
"Shit." Vi heard her partner gritting her teeth after saying this word. She got confused.
"Wha-" Pinkette wanted to ask, but the loud scream made her lose it.
"RUN, VI, JUST RUN." Caitlyn cried out after reloading her rifle.
Vi noticed the enemies running towards her from the alley on her left. The intelligent predators seeking for her blood were prepared to jump at her within a matter of seconds.
"Oh, just fuck me up..."
After half of an hour discussing with Dusk "shit" part I can barely breathe, I think there might be more mistakes, but ok, ok it's not like I'm a pro-writer X'D.
"Do you even imagine Caitlyn saying 'fuck' outside the bedroom!?" - Styre of the year, discussing the way Caitlyn cruses.