Let's help the summoner!

"No"

"Come on, Vel, You are the only one who can do it"

"I refuse, why must I do something so terribly annoying and time-consuming?"

"Because... You are my friend?"

"Cease your rant, Summoner, I may be many things, but a Friend It's not one of those."

"Come on! You are my Champion! You are supposed to help me whenever I need it! Help me with this!"

"I allow you to control me on the rift. And if I am honest with myself, I have always wondered if you truly are a proper summoner, to begin with. Some of your choices and actions are definitely questionable..."

"That was really mean! It was just one time I screwed up and that wasn't my fault! Jeez! You are quite moody today... Maybe you need something to cheer up... Oh! I know! How about a Poro...!"

"Summoner, Stop"

"Because everyone knows You became engrossed with Poros..."

"Summoner"

"Yes, you became engrossed with an.."

"FINE¡ I will help you, just stop already."

The Institute of War.

For some, it was considered the strongest country among the City-States in Valoran. The fortress that stood at the center of the super-continent known as Valoran was a sight to behold. Many were the stories that danced around the magnificent doors of the impossible castle and the rumors just kept getting even more ridiculous with each passing day. But if there was something the average Valoran denizen was sure about was that there wasn't a single nation that could defy the might of the League of Legends.

Not only the possessed the strongest magician the world has ever seen, the gigantic building was nothing but a prison designed to hold and control the most dangerous individuals that appeared in Runeterra. Humans with impossible powers, monsters from beyond the rift, the terrors of the depths, warlords from distant lands, gods of the forgotten times and elements given form were just a few of the many members of the prestigious League of Legends.

Many had their doubts regarding the system inside of the Institute of war. There was simply no way a bunch of puny humans could control those legendary beings... It was to be expected as the rest of the world was kept in the dark regarding the procedures of the League of Legends,

The champions of the League were given many benefits upon joining it. These benefits were extremely seductive for some, such as political immunity, great amounts of wealth and the ability to enter with liberty every City-State associated with the League of Legends.

But these benefits came with a cost, every champion was ordered to form an alliance with a summoner. While the champions could be used in matches by any summoner, there would always be one out of everyone else. This summoner would represent the interest of the champion, looking for chances to show the world the worth of the champion and searching for fortune.

Each champion had the summoner best suited for them according to their personalities, nature, and necessities... And that also include the infamous Eye of the Void. Many were quite concerned when the daughter of the Master Summoner was chosen as the summoner of the Voidborn... But the High Council of Equity knew there was no one better for the job. So the young Ayala became the summoner of the voidling, she was given the order to restrain and control the monster... But in reality, it was the monster who struggled to control the unusual nature of his summoner.

"Awesome!" The little girl giggled hugging the monster "I love you, Vel!"

"I hate you, human. Release me at once!" Vel'Koz said pushing her away "Female champions avoid me more than males champions, Why must seek my presence every day?"

"Because You are cute...! Also, I don't want you to be alone"

"I rather be on my own, Summoner, everyone else is just a burden for my research."

"Yes, Yes, Disintegrate the humans, blah, blah, blah, the same old story"

"I'm going to kill you, Summoner."

"Whatever, thank you for helping me!" She said running away.

The Voidling sighed as he rubbed his head, it was uncommon for him to be this angry, normally he would just ignore any annoyance and continue working, but this female made him loose his mind, he wanted to kill her but it was forbidden, and losing his place in the League would be rather problematic for his purpose, he sighed once again and decided to finish this annoying task.

He traveled through the Institute until he reached the Zaunite Wing, he never really understood why there were specific sections for humans, for him every fleshling looked the same, it was damn annoying just walking through the Institute... or floating, because every summoner or champion he came across with yelped, cringed, cried or screamed. For Nashor's sake, Vel'Koz knew his whole presence was scary... but these humans were supposed to be the strongest beings in Valoran... He sighed in disappointment... sometimes he wondered whether studying the humans was even worth it...

Humans were certainly exceptional creatures... Some of them were extraordinary beings... But for them to fear him, even though there were monsters such as Cho'Gath and the denizens from the Shadow Isles... Well, at least they weren't pestering him every day like his summoner, the champions were so scared they avoided him completely... It was nice to be feared...

"HEYA! OCTOPUS!"

Vel'Koz looked at the ceiling and cursed his bad luck, among all the humans he could have come across... It had to be her... Yes... Vel'Koz remembered his first day at the League... A Champion was supposed to guide him through the Institute and show him around... That accursed day haunted him till today... Fire, rockets, bullets, screams, explosions, smoke... And her laughter... Nashor... he hated that laughter...

"Come on, Octopus! I know you heard me! Why are you here...? Oh! I know! You came to play with me! Nice! Let's crash Heimer's workshop! I'm sure there's a lot of stuff we can blow!" Vel'Koz heard her rant.

He turned around and saw The Loose Cannon hoping around of him. Truth be told, he could actually believe she was the one who guided him the first time, the girl was completely insane. Even today, The Loose Cannon showed some deviant affection towards him just like that summoner... Although, her reasons were different from the summoner. Vel'Koz couldn't figure out what was going on inside her head.

Not that he wanted to... If he was honest with himself, the idea of being inside Jinx's head terrified him the most.

"Loose Cannon, Could you please stop?"

"Hey! Name's Jinx, you stupid four-eyes!"

"I have no time for you, Loose Cannon, I'm currently on duty."

"OHH! So official!" Jinx taunted "What are you doing? Wait... I know! Fathands finally snapped and called you for some... service" She said winking.

"I have no business with The Enforcer, I need to find The Boy who shattered time."

"Uhm... Ekko... Well, that's a first... I guess everyone has some little secret."

"I just need to give him something from my Summoner, stop thinking idiocies."

"AH! You are the delivery boy! Now I get it, okay, I can find him! follow me!" She said dashing away.

"Loose Cannon, I don't need your he..."

"HURRY UP, SLOTH! FOLLOW ME!" He heard her yell from afar.

Now, Vel'Koz was quite smart. He knew many things from his research and from experience... And one of those things was to never anger the Loose Cannon... He learned this that day. He sighed and followed the Loose Cannon, another 'incident' was something he decided to avoid at all cost... Maybe the Loose Cannon could be useful finding The Boy who Shattered time. That way, he could finish this stupid task and read books for the rest of the day.

"I FOUND HIM!" The Loose Cannon yelled at the distance.

She came running dragging a lifeless body with her.

"Loose Cannon... What did you to him?"

"The usual, ya know, he always tries to run away from me, dunno why, he always turns red upon seeing me and runs away... So I hit him before he could!" She explained shaking Ekko's body. "I smacked his head...! I'm sorry."

"I need The Boy who shattered time ALIVE! Not dead, you flat-chested brat!" Vel'Koz snapped.

"Hey! that was mean!" Jinx pouted with teary eyes "You didn't have get angry! I apologized!"

"Oh, don't worry. I have all day," Ekko said waking up "There's nothing better to do than hearing a monster and a psycho arguing"

"HA! he called you Psycho!" Jinx laughed.

"He was obviously talking about you."

"Pfff, Hey ekky! how come you are still here!? Use your wimbly-wobbly- timey-wimey thingy and escape!"

"Don't call it that! I already tried 28 times and failed... I can't escape..." Ekko said embarrassed.

"Damn, I'm good" Jinx congratulated herself "Anyways, Four-eyes here has something for you... Receive it with all your love!"

"Please, Not the Ionian comics"

"OH, DARN!" Vel'Koz yelled as he slapped Ekko into the ground "OH, DARN! OH, DARN! OH, DARN!"

Jinx whistled as she crouched and inspected the hole in the ground "Ekko, not cool. Vel hates Ionian comics."

"Here you go!" Vel'koz said tossing the letter into the hole "I'm done! have a nice day! I hope we never meet again!"

"I love you too, Four-eyes!" Jinx said laughing as she watched Vel'Koz twitch in anger

Vel'Koz fumed as he made way towards the library. Every day he found himself getting angry at the idiocy of the humans that persisted to be part of his life in the League. He simply just couldn't understand why were they so eager to stay by his side when it was obvious no one else did it... He could understand why the other champions avoided him. The other voidlings were trapped in the cellars for a reason and it was a miracle he was allowed to roam free in the Insititute... He wondered if it would be peaceful if he just locked himself in one of the cells together with the rest of his kind.

But...

Maybe he would never acknowledge it... And maybe he would tell otherwise... And maybe nobody would ever know...

But Vel'Koz was actually content with his current situation.

Sure, Ayala and Jinx were a nuisance for him. But he had gotten used to their antics to the point it was just another part of his daily routine. In the inside, Vel'Koz found those little encounters quite enjoyable. He had already forgotten the lonely times when he was by himself.

"I wonder if they will come tomorrow..." He mused to himself while he entered the library.