Musings of the Mad
Author's Note:
This is a short story that I decided to write because I thought it would be fun. I'm not foreseeing it lasting long, but it should be pretty interesting for all you League of Legends fans out there that feel like checking it out.
Disclaimer: The following story is purely fan-made. I, transcendantviewer, hereby acknowledge that I do not own any of the names, events, places, or characters of this story.
Oh, shit~! You ever know that one person that you can NEVER get along with? Every little thing they do just drives you up the wall? Yeah, me too. Hi, by the way. My name's Jinx and um... Yeah. Oh, did I mention that I'm completely FUCKING BORED OUT OF MY MIND RIGHT NOW?!
I just got off the fields of justice and I barely got to kill anyone! All I got to do was harass while Xerath fucking murdered them when they'd run off! UGH! That's what I get for offering to help out. A whole lot of nothin' and boredom. The worst part was that all I got to do while they'd run off was try to talk to the jerk. You know what he'd do? IGNORE ME! Fucking rude! If I'm going to be doing nothing, why not do nothing while I do something? You know what? I should pay that "all-powerful" ass a visit! See what kind of crap he does when he's alone. Maybe that'll be more interesting than the things he does when others are around.
External Perspective
Jinx finished her internal and slightly external rant as she walked and mumbled down the halls of the Institute of War. When the idea of paying Xerath a visit crossed her tattered mind, she stopped to review it, her eyes widening. She then grinned a very unsettling grin and started giggling with a slightly wicked tone, walking now with purpose towards the main cafeteria where she'd continue to ruminate on the subject. I still can't believe what he called me! She thought, furious as she took a concoction of various foods and scarfed it down. When she'd finished, she took her plate and tossed it into the stack on the far side of the cafeteria, surprising all the other champions that were eating when the pile suddenly erupted into a fiery explosion. Jinx then laughed as Catlyn and Vi looked at her in disgust, shaking their heads. All the other champions turned back to their food once they realized that she was the culprit, no longer interested as it was completely something that she would do. She then got up, taking her weapons and walking out of the mess hall. As she walked, her twisted, anarchic mind continued churning through all the satisfying possibilities that she could do to the unsuspecting ascendant being.
Ooh, maybe I could make all his artifacts break when his powers touched them? Hmm... No, he could just reform them... I could lace all his... Shit, he's not alive. Oh, I can put a hextech dampener on his back while he worked and kick him around like a soccer ball! Look out you floating dick, here comes a little energy to liven things up! She thought, smirking as she walked down the halls, her boots making heavy clunking sounds.
As she made her way to the archives, she heard the voice of her beloved, cute little "friend", Ziggs, speaking to someone. She grinned brightly, looking around for him as she hadn't gotten her daily "hug" from the frightened yordle. She followed the echoing sounds of his voice to a door that was only half closed and spotted him next to someone that she didn't bother to look at. The moment she saw him, she charged into the room, laughing like a maniac, pulling the small champion into a tight, vise-like hug. Unknown to her, he was currently showing the other champion the mechanics to some of his explosives, the powder from one of his grenades being thrown into the air, igniting. The two of them were covered in a dark, cartoony film of black soot from the explosion, blinking confused. She then noticed that Xerath was the company that Ziggs was with and that the powder had collided with his arcane form, being ignited and staining his stone plates. He looked down at the two of them, his impressive stature dwarfing them and actually intimidating the anarchist and the explosives expert.
"Is there something I can do for you, Jinx?" Xerath asked, his voice strained with annoyance as he began to wipe the soot from his stone bindings. He then turned around from the two of them, beginning to clean his workspace. Ziggs would have been thrashing in her arms in terror if not for being paralyzed with fear by Xerath's building rage.
An explosion then engulfed him again as she pulled one of the explosives off Ziggs' chest and tossed it at him, causing his research materials to shutter and topple as well as making his form waver slightly and make his stone bindings shutter.
"Obviously, you know not who you address." He said, turning back to her, the glow behind the stone that covered what could be described as a head was now a brighter blue than the rest of him. "Who do you believe yourself to be to interrupt my experimentation in such a bold manner?" he asked, an almost snarl in his voice as he stared her down, tilting his stone mask down at her.
She did not even hesitate in her response, her pink eyes staring defiantly up into the openings of his stone prison. "I'm Jinx. And I'm here to make this boring research of yours a bit more interesting." She said, smirking slightly. She then released the yordle and threw him at Xerath, reaching up to her rocket launcher and blasting a large chunk out of the stone ceiling above them, disappearing in the remaining dust and debris. Xerath looked around, holding the paralyzed yordle in his hands before sighing, dropping Ziggs to the ground.
"Today is not going to be a good day." Xerath said, sighing and running his claw-like hands over the stone that covered his arcane head. In that moment, a barrage of bullets hailed down and destroyed everything around him but left him untouched. "I will flay you with your own follicles!" he shouted at the insane woman as she once again disappeared.
"Ooh! Sounds like fun. Gonna buy me dinner first, you sweet talker?" she teased. Xerath then scoffed at the notion, turning his back to her. While he was turned from her, she boldly slithered up and onto his shoulder, her feet kicking back and forth playfully as she now whispered to him. "You should let me show you something really fun..." she said with a sultry voice before again jumping off him and finding an appropriate place to hide, giggling the entire time. He immediately spun around, blasting his Mage Chains at where he thought she would be, missing.
"Does your meddling know no end!?" he shouted, charging an Arcanopulse in his hand.
"Nope." She replied from the distance, giggling as her incessant teasing was driving him to his breaking point and he unleashed a blast that bore a hole straight though the wall beside where she was hiding. She then blasted another chunk out of the ceiling and made her way onto the table before him. "You should let Jinx take care of you." She said with a pout to her lip as she leaned forward and running a finger down the side of the stone that covered his face. He shouted in sheer rage, his core glowing white hot and the stone prison surrounding him beginning to shutter and rumble as his rage grew. He then erupted into a barrage of stone pieces as he threw out his prison as an explosion type weapon, the shrapnel of which tearing the entirety of his work space and the room alike to shreds. He stood for a brief moment as his true self; a writhing, jolting mass of arcane force that moved like a hybrid of fire and lightning. Then, slowly, the stone shrapnel began to be pulled by an unseen force from the walls and wooden tables and even the stone ceiling and coalesce back onto him. The stone shards reformed as though they were never broken as he looked around for any signs of motion. Then, without warning and faster than even he could have predicted, Jinx was on his shoulder again, kicking her face as she did before. "That... Was... AWESOME!" she shouted, rolling off his shoulder and onto the ground, standing up, facing away from him, her arms up above her head. "You! Why didn't you ever tell me you could do that shit?! That was amazing!" she said, turning around and running up to him, jumping up and pecking a kiss on the side of his stone face, making him stare at her, confused. "Awe, man! I think this is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship!" she shouted, a huge, mildly insane grin on her face. Xerath put his hands over his face and sighed deeply, despair gripping him as he realized that she would likely never leave him alone now.
"You will be the death of me, woman." He said, groaning and beginning to use his powers to rebuild his workspace.
End Musings of the Mad: Chapter 1
I hope you all like this. I've decided that if I can, I'm going to make another few chapters to this story simply because it's really interesting to think of all the different kinds of interactions these two could have.