The Founding of Pentakill Chapter1
Our Story begins on a cool fall day , the leaves gracefully falling from the trees in-between 3 carefully cut lanes. The creatures of the forest living their lives in serenity. How ever this calm tranquil place was about to become a field of honour. Ancient Statues that littered the field flickered to life. From the sky 10 beams descended on opposite sides of the field. On the Blue coloured side, 5 of the beams touched down. The first spawning a mage, his skin blue with tattoos of ancient spells and incantations all over his body and large, ancient scroll on his back. The second beam spawned a large knight dressed head to toe in a large suit of metal armour and brandishing a mace that could crush small creatures in a heart beat. The Third was a human, dressed in a harlequin's guise with a clown mask to hide his truly evil motives, in both hands he bore jagged knives labelled "Ha" and "Ha". The fourth was a small child, who in her purple dress carried around her teddy bear and best Friend Tibbers. The Last was a young woman dressed in light cloth armour with a Bow that glowed blue with energy. A voice rang from the sky " Welcome! To Summoner's Rift!". The Large knight spoke " Yes! WE KNOW! Spare us from your voice of poison!" as he was finishing the mage spoke up "Now...now Mordekaiser the summoners may be displeased if you insult their announcer" Mordekaiser retorted "Spare me your lectures Ryze! The summoners mean nothing to me!" The Archer intervened "If you two are done we have a match to win! I'm taking centre!" the little girl spoke up in her small voice "Me and Clowny man have left!" the "clown" said harshly " My name's Shaco! Annie! SHACO!" Annie giggled and the went with Shaco to the left. Mordekaiser was slightly disappointed as he disliked Ryze vehemently "Fine..." Mordekaiser said in disgust "but I won't like it!" Ryze smirked and replied "You don't have to metal head...you don't have to" the voce rang in again "thirty seconds until minions spawn!" all of the champions were in their lanes, waiting for the coming battle.