I had an idea once. What do the champions of LoL think when they die for the first time? Well I decided I'd give voice to the things I think run throught their minds when they do. Some are sad, some are funny, some are deserving, and some are…wrong, I suppose. All are of my own opinion so please no flaming, enjoy and voice your own thoughts about theirs too.
The Voidreaver
His prey was right there. He could smell them, see them, practically taste them and their fear but they were just out of range. The scoreboard showed him leading by a landslide, 21 kills to himself for their meager 25 team kills. He was injured, taken by surprise by Shaco and Nautilus who managed to deal a hefty blow to him and with Shaco's elusiveness that rivaled his own and Nautilus' metal body stopping most of his attacks from truly harming he was caught between those two and the blue golem that slowly pounded into his back while he tried to fight them off. Eventually he was forced to escape, by some small instinct of self-preservation and the strong orders of his summoner. Instead of recalling as suggested he forced his summoner to allow him to stay out in the fields and head to a nearby mass of enemy minions to kill and feast on to regain his strength.
Just as he was about to pounce she came out from a bush opposite his. The enemy champion, Irelia, brandished her blades and began cutting into the minions that attacked his former prey. Blood still oozing from his wounds he noticed a couple scars on her and grinned before chuckling to himself. Yes he was injured but so was she, and undoubtedly he, the ultimate predator, the unseen threat, would kill and devour her to assume her strength for his own. He could taste her now even, smiling as his summoner showed both their teams were in a 4v4 fight right now, all enemies and allies accounted for which meant no interruptions. He could see she worried about the same thing, a slight shiver in her limbs as her summoner's worries bled into her, knowing the worst foe to encounter now was nowhere in sight. Unable to take the wait any longer he pounced, wings thrown wide as he soared through the air with an insectoid roar, landing on her and slamming Irelia into the ground. She grunted in pain before swiping her hands across her body, bringing the blades slashing across his chest. Kha'Zix yelled in pain before his scythe claws came stabbing down, piercing both her shoulders as the Void energy gathered in them seeped into her body, making Irelia's movements slow and her dread rise. The claws tore out in an x-shaped slash, making blood gush out from the wounds. Irelia booted Kha off of her, rolling and grunting as the pain increased though she stood strong, fighting through it to slice and stab him as he swiped at her, continuously tasting her fear and damaging her more for it. Both combatants were injured, bleeding and breathing heavily, Kha losing more health than he was gaining and Irelia doing the same. With a frantic eye she searched him, looking over his large, insectoid body as he swiped at her with his claws and shot her with exploding spikes that blew up into Void energy which burned her but sealed his minor wounds. In a single moment she saw her chance and lunged forward, all four blades pointed towards her target and piercing together before being drawn out in synch while Irelia backpedaled. She had found a hole in his defense and used it, scoring a critical hit on her opponent which ended the fight in her favor.
Kha couldn't believe it. He saw her lunge forwad, his eyes following her blades as they flew into him and he was surprised not to feel the pain of the stab, only feeling a dull throb as the blades entered and exited. He faltered back a step, one claw reaching for the wound but the other raised in an attempt to strike another time as if still in battle.
"No…" He faltered back a step, growling as his claws raised themselves again and he glared at his opponent, desperately denying the rapidly growing feeling of his body going numb and cold as he tried to slash a last time.
One last slash, it was all he needed. One last slash and his prey would fall and he could feast, take their strength for his own and hunt another day for even stronger prey. It was just one slash, just one step away. His feet faltered, the step never taken as one leg gave out and then the other followed right after, dropping the Voidreaver in a crumpled heap in front of his opponent. His eyes slowly glazed over as death came, the growl in his throat as dead as the rest of him.
"I am…the ultimate…predator….I can't fail…I must evolve…I must survive… There is no other way…"
In the Void, there is no family, there are no friends, only mutually beneficial relationships, symbiotic ones. Parasites must be sneaky, single creatures must be strong. Kha fought, killed and consumed to adapt to each new and better feature. That is his method of Survival.