Kill, Consume, Adapt
Chapter 1: Denied
"Triple kill!"
The powerful voice of the announcer sounded as Kha'Zix stumbled backwards. On the ground next to him lay a decapitated maven of the strings and the loose cannon. A little further behind them was the body of the blind monk, though, not much was left. Kha'Zix breathlessly put his right scythe in the ground and assessed his wounds. His left arm had been ripped off and he had several puncture wounds in his chest. His green blood was spilled across the entire lane and he deemed it wise to go back to base and heal up. That was until a woman with snow white hair charged out from the brush and brought her sword down onto his head. However, the strike never connected as Kha reflexively brought up his right scythe and parried the blow. She stumbled backwards before regaining her composure. Kha'Zix merely glared at her, eyes burning with rage. Riven came once more, determined to end the void beast. She brought her sword over her head and swung down, but Kha'Zix sidestepped it before impaling her in the chest with his scythe. Riven gasped, and the last thing she saw was a void spike flying right towards her head.
"Quadra kill!"
Kha'Zix panted heavily. This was proving to be quite the taxing fight. Just as he was about to call it a day and go back to base, a spear flew right by his head, narrowly missing. Nidalee appeared in front of him, and although she was probably able to easily take him, Kha'Zix decided he might as well fight for that ever elusive pentakill. He jumped forwards, actually taking Nidalee by surprise before he realized he overshot it and instead of landing in front of her he crashed into her and their bodies rolled into a bush in a messy heap of limbs. After rubbing his head, Kha realized that he could end her and hold another precious penta on his wall of accolades. He brought his scythe down once more until he realized she had flashed away at the last second. Nidalee hurled a spear at Kha'Zix. He stared at it, with no energy left to move, and took it in between the eyes.
"Shut down!"
Kha's team had won the match. After his spectacular play in the bottom lane it allowed his team to push straight down the enemy base and destroy the nexus. As the champion's exited the summoning room, a certain bestial huntress approached.
"So, beast, angry at me for denying your penta?" Nidalee taunted.
In response, Kha'Zix pinned her to the wall and held his right scythe over her throat.
"Do not push me, girl. You have no clue what I am capable of."
He released her and exited the room. It had been a frustrating day. Kha never liked being summoned to the league's stupid games. Sure it was fun to slaughter a few beings stronger than the normal ones he killed, but he wasn't allowed to devour them. And without devouring them he couldn't adapt and grow stronger. At this rate, he would never be able to feast on Rengar's bones. Kha walked back to his room in the lower corridors where all the "unstable" champions where kept. He saw a few "friends" while walking through the long hallway. Champions like Renekton, Fiddlesticks, and Thresh were the closest thing he had to friends. While they were more like acquaintances, there was still a respect held between them for sharing mutual interests. After greeting them with a small nod, he finally made it back to his room. Upon entering it, he saw his roommate, Vel'Koz, diligently working on something with complex equations.
"Ah, you're back. How did that match go?" Vel'Koz asked.
"It went well, as expected. Working on something important?" Kha resounded.
"Yes… Very important…" Vel'Koz stated ominously.
His curiosity spiked and Kha debated looking at his work, but decided against it since he really didn't care. He wished his roommate would've been more, well, interesting. Vel'Kos always seemed to be working on plans and formulas. Kha wished he could be roomed with another creature from the Void, but that obviously wouldn't work. Cho'Gath couldn't even fit in a room and Kog' Maw would simply devour him if he saw him. Aside from Vel'Koz, he was the only intelligent being to come here from the void. Cho'Gath said very little so he doubted he held much knowledge, and Kog'Maw was, well, Kog'Maw. He digressed before falling into deep thought.
'The Void. It must be released upon Valoran. It must. He and Vel'Koz would create a plan. Cho'Gath and Kog'Maw could assist as well. These fleshbags know not what will come, and when it does, it will slaughter their kind. And all Rengar will be able to do will watch as I thrust my scythe into his heart…'
A/N:
Short chapter, sorry. I want to continue this but I'll need some reassurance by you kind viewers.
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