Their bond was created after three unusual questions coming from her.
The first and the second one, in the middle of a match in Summoner's Rift against him.
She was defending herself more than attacking, and in her slow pace she started formulating the question based on the scenery.
"Why are they running?"
A robot oh so smart, not knowing something as simple as that? Viktor wanted to laugh, but he could understand her concern deep inside.
Later on, as her team was being taken down by his, she looked at him in his shiny golden eyes and asked:
"Why are they dying?"
Viktor, at that point, found it quite hard to understand Orianna. What was more surprising was that Orianna was doing quite well, even when he started shooting everything he had at her. However, she fell down after a long time battling him. It was okay. He was tired anyway.
Viktor disliked Orianna and Orianna was too afraid to approach either. Her friend was the Ball, and that was about it. It was fine by her. And the Machine Herald disliked the Lady of Clockwork for reasons considered quite simple, written down in a small list:
1. Orianna was quite vague. She wasn't really active nor she paid any attention to her surroundings. She always looked like she was daydreaming, and that's really boring.
2. Whatever you told her, she wouldn't say no. Why couldn't such a smart and functional robot resist? It certainly was annoying when your wannabe slave didn't even try to resist.
3. She sounded like she didn't care about anything. Orianna probably had no feelings or emotions. And that was what made him envious the most.
The machine man, though, didn't have a deep hate for her. He just clearly wanted her away, even if Orianna didn't do anything wrong. Viktor was envious and afraid. Afraid of having his human half rise again and take control. To make him have feelings again. Emotions. Even if he already had some, he preferred it to stay like that. He didn't want more. Damn, the Machine Herald would rather to not have a human half at all than having his mind being completely human, despite his robot-like appearance.
As of Orianna, she really didn't mind. She had no friends other than the Ball and that made her circuits burn a little, which would give her a weird sensation. Maybe that's sadness in robot anatomy?
She wanted to approach him, as she found out they had things in common, but Viktor would ditch her no matter what. In matches against each other he'd attack her and nothing else. No talking. Maybe he was shy. Maybe he wasn't a loud guy. Maybe he hated her way too much to direct a single word at her.
Well, that changed the day she started making those questions. At first, when both would be silent, the Machine Herald wouldn't care. If she said anything, he wasn't paying attention. But in that day, her curiosity intrigued him. The questions themselves intrigued him. If Orianna ever had emotions, she preferred not to show them at all.
For the first time ever, Viktor had his mind in the female robot. He hated it when questions were left without answers, and he was almost forcing his mind to answer them. For himself? Or maybe for her? Who knows.
His first answer for the first question was:
"Because they're killing each other, dear."
He was wondering if the 'dear' he said was sarcastic or not. How awkward of him.
That was a way too simple answer. He wanted to complement it, but there was no time. Orianna had decided to start attacking at last, and matches weren't really the best place for Viktor to reflect.
The second question had left him with a hole in his logic. The Machine Herald found it really hard to answer that one, and the question itself brought him to a whole new level of thinking. Why did they need to revive? Why were they even fighting at all? Why couldn't they just die and never show up again? Was it possible to become immortal out of the matches?
That was the first time the female robot had taken something away from him. His logic.
The third and last question Orianna asked required some thinking and experience too.
"How is it like to have feelings?"
Viktor himself didn't know. It had been really long since he last felt anything for anyone. The last people he probably felt something for were his family, and it made her question become hard to answer.
That was when both found out.
They had to answer to that question.
And maybe with Orianna and Viktor not being able to have feelings they could help each other out.
She wanted an answer.
He wanted to look for the answer.
And when they noticed it, they had created a bond.
Maybe she wasn't so hateful at all.
Maybe he wasn't that scary.
Maybe all they needed was a friend.
And friends are something that can't be produced.
A/N: this is my first LoL fanfic ever, starring my OTP! I hope it's okay! Please take a moment to write a review so I can improve my writing and ideas and provide you a great story!