Author's Notes:

Before you start, yes it took me very, very long to finish this chapter. I personally find this a rather hard chapter to write, since I really had to dig into the champion's lore and persona, and also add some aspect of my own to it. Well, not only was I a bit busy with school, I was also lazy which caused this delay in the first place. My apologies. Well anyway, here we go, chapter 10!

Viktor opened his eyes. He was surrounded by darkness. He stood up and looked around. The ground he was standing on looked like it was made of dirt. But he couldn't see more because of the dark smoke around him. ''..Hello? Anyone here?'' He started to walk forward. He then heard heavy footsteps approaching him from the smoke. An iron leg coming out. Then a whole person. It stopped a few yards away from Viktor. ''Who are you?'' asked Viktor. The other person simply shook his head. When Viktor could see who the person was he was shocked. ''Don't you remember me, Me?'' It was himself. His machine self. ''What are you doing here?''

''You know you are hallucinating, right?''

''Is that so?''

''You really lost some intellect when you turned into a human again.''

''Can I exit this world?''

''No.''

''Why?''

''You will get yourself killed.'' Silence followed. Viktor thought for a counterargument against his former-self. But in every way, his former-self was better. Suddenly, Machine Viktor decided to break the silence. ''There is, however, one way.''

''And what may that be?''

''Let me take over.'' Viktor raised an eyebrow. What does he mean with that? ''What do you mean?''

''I am your split personality, Viktor. I am simply a can filled with rage, sadness, isolation and control.''

''How can you possibly take over?'''

''I have always been watching you. When I saw you got that headache from Malzahar, I decided to step in.'' Viktor shook his head and turned around. ''No. You are my former self. There is a reason that I abandoned you. I will not allow this to happen.'' Machine Viktor walked closer to Viktor and grabbed his shoulder. He turned Viktor around and smacked him across his jaw, causing Viktor to fall.

''I am the dominant one, here. You are nothing more than an irrational fleshing. I can take over your mind whenever I want. I didn't. Because I, also have a good side.'' Silence followed. Viktor stood up and looked machine Viktor in the eye. ''So, even when you are in a human body, you still have the machine form's strength?''

He nodded. ''But we have nothing in common.'' Machine Viktor turned around with his back facing Viktor. ''Let me be clear. I hate you. I hate you very much. You are a coward. But we have 1 thing in common. Even if I am made of negative emotions, I still have this thing in common with you. I love Jinx. Even in this form, she is still a daughter to me. It is… an undeniable fact.'' He turned around to face Viktor again. ''Let's go save her.''

Viktor opened his eyes. His head felt dizzy. What was that just now? A dream? No. It wasn't a dream. Me?

Please, give me another name, I am getting tired of being called me.

''Okay, how about Siphon?''

Better. Screaming could be heard. Viktor quickly stood up and saw Malzahar with a big grin on his face. He could also see Jinx in great pain. He also felt pain. Are you going to stand there all day?

''Well, no I am going to punch him in the face!''

No you won't. Let me take over'

''What? No I was not-'' Viktor's pupils suddenly became red. Viktor approached Malzahar. Malzahar probably didn't expect him to wake up. ''Ahem.'' Malzahar grin disappeared. ''Hmm? Oh, I did not expect you to awake so early. Well, no matter!'' Malzahar's right hand glowed purple. He shot a purple projectile toward Viktor. Exploding on impact. Smoke filling the room. 2 Red lights could suddenly been seen through the smoke. ''I think not.'' Viktor ran out of the smoke and punched Malzahar on his cheek, causing him to fall of the platform. He let out a scream of pain. Malzahar then floated back up in the air and was on the same height as Viktor. ''How dare you to interrupt me! Listen to the call of the Void!'' This time both Malzahar's hands glowed purple and a two purple orbs appeared next to Viktor. Transmitting a sound wave that hit Viktor. Ominous laughter filled the room. ''Even the toughest of humans can't resist that!'' Malzahar continued laughing for a while but stopped when he was smacked in the wall and fell on the ground. Viktor approached him. ''I am not a human.'' Viktor grabbed Malzahar by his neck and slammed him in the wall. ''You may annoy me. Scold me. Hurt me. But if you lay a single finger on her, I will have no mercy.'' Viktor threw Malzahar on the ground. ''I-impossible!'' screamed Malzahar in fear. He clapped his hands and a purple portal appeared. A small purple Voidling jumped out. It ran toward Viktor and jumped on him. Viktor raised his hands and smacked the Voidling in the ground. Killing it. Viktor approached Malzahar. ''W-w-what…are…you?''

''You maybe the prophet. But I am the herald.'' Viktor smashed Malzahar's skull, sending him flying in the air, and falling on the ground coughing out blood. A black aura came out of Viktor. Making his body become warmer and warmer. ''Die!'' echoed his voice. Right then, a purple orb appeared behind him, and disappeared again. Showing another Voidling. Kha'zix. He ran toward Viktor and stabbing him in the back. Viktor bit his lips in pain. He then turned around and kicked Kha'zix. He however, avoided the kick and ran to Malzahar. A purple orb surrounding them, and disappearing once again, with them both. Viktor let out deep breaths. He closed his eyes, and the aura disappeared. When he opened them again, his eyes were normal again. ''What?'' Viktor looked around. Tracing blood on the floor and holes in the wall. He then remembered. ''Jinx!'' Viktor ran up the stairs and approached Jinx. Taking her in his arms, he checked her pulse. It was still normal. ''Thank goodness.'' He took Jinx with him and dropped her on his bed. He let out a sigh. His

The Shock units were rapidly being eaten by Baron Nashor, and the ones who were 'lucky' enough to survive that, died of Baron's acid. Only the champions remained. Swain looked around and saw all champions hesitating what to do. He decided to break the silence. ''All champions! You are the only ones left! We don't have time to make a plan! So here's the easiest one. Charge!'' All champions roared. Veigar created an Event Horizon, trapping Baron temporary. The sound of cannons could be heard, and a barrage of cannon balls came out of the air, bashing into Baron. Baron let out a raging shout. He shot a large acid puke toward the champions. ''Stand behind me!'' shouted Braum as he made a shield and stood in front of the champions. His shield absorbing the puke. But also melting Braum. Tryndamere ran toward him. ''Braum!'' Braum looked at Tryndamere and let out a smile, before melting away and turning into nothing but a pool of blood. Tryndamere couldn't help but feel anger and déjà vu. Rage filling him. He tightened his grip on his blade. He closed his eyes and looked down. Suddenly, he could feel a soft touch on his right shoulder. The rage faded away. Tryndamere opened his eyes and saw Ashe. She had a weak smile on her face. It was a fake one, he knew it. But for now, it was the best he could get. ''What do you think you are doing? How are you going to avenge your friend in this state?'' Tryndamere and Ashe looked up, seeing an angry Sejuani. ''If you want to avenge him, charge with me!'' Tryndamere's and Ashe's gaze met. They nodded. ''Charge!'' Sejuani ran toward the baron. Ashe shot a giant enchanted crystal arrow toward the Baron. The battle continued. The arrow exploded on impact with Baron, freezing him. Sejuani charged straight into the Baron. Baron let out a deafening screech, causing Sejuani to back off. The ice melted. Baron could move freely again. The ground started to shake, and purple tentacles came out of the ground, moving around in the air and grabbing Sejuani and lifting her in the air. ''Let her go!'' screamed Ashe as she approached Baron, and shooting arrows without aiming. Another tentacle grabbed Ashe and also lifted her in the air. Baron opened his mouth. Revealing an endless pit into the beast's body. Her body feeling weak, and she was unable to move anymore. Her sensation of hope being swapped with nothing but dread and despair.

The once busy streets, were now deserted. The streets of Zaun that were once brimming with activity, were now as silent as a graveyard. No one was on the streets. Everyone had evacuated. Heavy footsteps were the only thing that could be heard. Two figures could be seen in the never ending smog. ''Let us make haste, Corki is expecting us!'' said Singed as he started to run. Mundo followed him, not needing to run to keep up with Singed. Mundo and Singed both had giant bottles on their backs, filled with green liquid. Suddenly, the ground started to shake. An ear shattering roar was echoing through the streets. ''An earthquake?'' shouted Singed as he grabbed a lamppost in order to keep his balance. ''Whatever you do, don't fall! If the poison leaks, we are screwed!'' shouted Singed while buildings started to break. ''Mundo understands. But Mundo does not think this is a normal earthquake.'' Said Mundo as he grabbed Singed and ran through the streets. They rapidly ran through the shattering streets. ''Since when were you this fast?'' screamed Singed while buildings fell. Mundo, did not answer. He was too busy with avoiding the falling buildings. After a few moments, which seemed to last like ages, the earthquake stopped. Leaving ruined buildings in the city. Debris scattered around the roads, cracks in the walls, and some buildings completely destroyed. Mundo dropped Singed. Singed didn't seem to dizzy, but wasn't that fit either. He looked around. Broken buildings, ruined lampposts, destroyed roads, everything was broken. Just what was happening?

''We have to get to Corki, now!''

Then, a roar of engines filled the air. Singed looked above him. Dozens of warplanes filled the sky. One of them landing in front of Singed. Corki got out. It was his usual plane he used. ''There you are! I have been looking all over you!''

''What is happening outside?''

A brief silence followed.

Corki hesitated before opening his mouth saying: ''Baron Nashor. He's back.''

''Then we have no time to lose.'' Mundo and Singed both dropped the giant bottles on the ground and the other pilots of 'The Screaming Yipsnakes' started to land. The all loaded the bottles in their planes.

''You sure this 'll work?''

''As sure as I can be.'' Corki nodded and signaled his subordinates to move the chemical bombs to the battlefield. He looked back at Singed and Mundo before he also entered his own copter and rising into the dark, cloudy sky, and disappearing from vision. Singed looked around for a while, and then turned to Mundo, who was still staring into the horizon, like he was waiting for Corki to return. Singed looked at the cloudy sky of Zaun. The clouds started bursting open and a rain started to pour out, landing softly on Singed's hard skin. Reminding him to have faith. To have hope.

Ashe closed her eyes as she prepared for her demise. There wasn't anything she could do. As she was dropped into the mouth, she felt the wind flowing softly around her. Just as she fell, a yellow, metallic arm reached out for her, grabbing her and stealing her away from the Baron. The giant hand embracing Ashe with gentle care. She could only feel the cold radiating from the hand touching her body. In a few seconds she reached the ground again, and could stand on her own feet again. The wet grass embracing her feet once again. She looked up seeing Blitzcrank's emotionless staring her.

''Thanks, Blitz.''

''No problem at all,'' said Blitzcrank back with a metallic voice. A loud shout dragged her back into reality. Tryndamere charged toward Baron. Volibear stood within his path and had his cold stare locked onto the quickly approaching Tryndamere. As Tryndamere came close, Volibear flung him into the air, reaching Sejuani. He cut through the tentacle with his blade like a knife slashing into butter. Sejuani fell down, but was grabbed soon after by Blitzcrank. Tryndamere was slammed away by a tentacle soon after, and got grabbed by another tentacle. Tryndamere filled himself with rage and slashed while spinning around cutting the tentacle and freeing himself. But the glory was short lived, because Baron's beak closed in and closed it around Tryndamere, and swallowing him. For a brief moment a smile flashed on Baron's face.

''Now is our chance! Marksmen, hit the Baron's eyes while he is distracted! Fighters and Tanks, be prepared to engage!'' shouted Swain as he pointed his cane toward the Baron's eyes himself.

Still haven't lost the habit to do that, haven't you?

''I would like to see it as a mighty pose of an even mightier tactician, Beatrice.''

Whatever you say, Jericho.

Multiple gunshots around the area were heard, and bullets flew toward Baron's eyes, piercing through them as butter. Green goo started pouring out of his eyes, but didn't seem to inflict serious pain onto him. The warriors started engaging onto the beast, but were interrupted by a ear deafening shout. The mid area of Baron's body pierced open as Tryndamere came flying out. Even more goo came out. The sudden return of Tryndamere filled the rest their hearts with courage, as Jarvan led the charge onto Baron. He threw a flag onto the Baron's head and started screaming.

''You are ours now, Beast!'' The other Demacians cheered in agreement and all surrounded the Baron. Before they could engage, a sound from the air could be heard. Copters flew over them toward the Baron.

''Corki here, would y'all be so kind to make place?'' echoed Corki's voice through the megaphone he carried in his hands. The champions started retreating as the bottles all fell on Baron. Green smoke started to fill the air, and Baron let out a scream in agony. The ground started to shake and Baron's scream didn't stop. As the smoke started to fade, so did the scream, and after the smoke cleared, only a skeleton with little flesh remained. The skeleton looked even bigger than the Baron, and stared blankly into the horizon. Some soldiers fell to the ground, others started to cry, and others started to cheer.

It was over.

The Baron was dead.

Swain looked around him to see that nearly every champion started to cheer. And for the first time, he saw Demacians and Noxians laughing and cheering at the same time. And for a brief moment, a slight smile appeared on behind the imaginary mask Swain had been wearing for a long time now. He had never felt so happy about a victory before.

And he earned it.

4 hours later.

The champions assembled at the Command room. Many comrades have fallen, and right now, Braum, Twitch, Zilean and Jayce had fallen today. There was a slight murmur about 'Being lucky' or 'The gods favored us this time but not next time'. The crowd was disorganized and only a few seemed to be glad they won this battle. They lost 4 fellow champions, and this was only the beginning.

''Seemed like the Suicide Corps lived to its name after all,'' said Veigar as he disappeared in the shadows.

''Did we really just lose Jayce? Just like that?'' asked Heimerdinger chaotically and with an odd mix of compassion and pragmatics.

The crowd started to burst into rage.

''Can we still win this?''

''We got no chance of winning like this!''

''We were lucky to have won this! But we won't be lucky anytime again soon!''

Viktor was starting to get all dizzy again because of the fighting.

Let me take over. I always have been more of a pragmatic leader.

''They need a warm leader to encourage them. Your words will do nothing!''

….Perhaps you are correct. But I am willing to take the risk.

''..Fine.''

His pupils became red once again. Looking at the once-great champions of Valoran, he could only see a crowd of cows enjoying their first time outside the barn. Chaos, confusion were the main aspects of the crowd. He tapped his mic, after confirming that it worked, he waited a little longer to see if the crowd would notice him. After realizing it had no effect and only a few champions stopped in their tracks to listen to him. His patience ran out.

''Silence!'' His metallic voice echoed through the crowd and it wasn't long before the crowd went silent.

''I am perfectly aware of the confusion and your questionable morale. It is only natural that this happens. However, this only happens because you fleshlings only know to be negative!'' He slammed his hands on his desk, making a loud thumping noise as he continued. All eyes were locked on him now, few in surprise, a few in confusion and a few in agreement.

''View it from a different view, and you will quickly notice the great victory we have achieved! Our first victory, and we only lost a handful of fellow comrades. They are nothing but a stepping stone that will make us stronger! Can't you see it? The emotions are holding you back! Forget now, the shame of defeat! For our victory shall be so sweet! Replace your pretty emotions with anger! Or keep it and get buried in guilt! All of you little fleshbags stuck with your old hags! You should watch as they-''

He was interrupted as the door to the HQ opened, letting in a bright light, blinding Viktor for a second. After he regained his vision, his eyes widened in slight surprise. Murmur replaced the silence once again.

''I didn't know you were back, Mecha Viktor.''

Siphon raised his eyebrow as Jayce said out the word 'Mecha'.

''I prefer if you would call me Siphon, sounds a bit better. Anyway, I am relieved to see you alive.''

''First, you don't sound relieved at all and second, what happened to you?''

''…Emotions are for the weak Jayce. Remember that. And as for what happened to me? I am perfectly fine. This is my superior form.''

''You mean your alter ego?''

''Call it what you wish. It only matters now that I am in charge now!''

''Switch back.''

''I do not take orders from fleshbags.''

''Switch. Back. Dammit!'' shouted Jayce at Siphon as he approached him. Jayce stopped as he stood in front of his arch nemesis once again. Their eyes locked onto each other. After a few seconds of silence Jayce reached for his hammer that was resting on his back, and slammed Siphon into the wall. Dust started to spread on impact. Heimerdinger tried to stop Jayce, but got pushed away as Jayce started to close in on Siphon.

''This is why emotions are a weakness, Jayce.'' He stood up and charged toward Jayce at inhuman speed and smacked him into Jayce's face and sending him flying off the stairs. Jayce moaned as he stood up and faced Siphon as he waited for him to ascend the stairs.

''That's enough, Siphon.''

Not nearly enough.

''Stop.''

His eyes turned normal again and Viktor was once again in his human form. Jayce seemed to notice the difference immediately and ascended the stairs without a concern of being thrown off and approached him without looking him in the eye. He stopped when he stood next to him.

''Stockholm syndrome?'' whispered Jayce into Viktor's ear.

''I didn't know myself until a little while ago.''

''Tell your buddy to watch his tongue around people, before people start considering you a madman again.''

Viktor scoffed and waited for Jayce to reach the mic and to start talking.

''As you can see, I am alive. The reason is not important. I want to apologize for this 'Siphon', a new associate it seems. Well, all we need to know for now is that we won, and we will strike again! With our powers combined we shall cleanse Valoran once more! Don't let our comrades their death be in vain!''

The crowd started cheering. All but Viktor, who merely scoffed and disappeared into the shadows. He had more pressing matters to attend to. He looked back to see the concerned looks of his associates locked on him. He merely smiled and looked Jayce in the face. His eyes turned red again.

'This isn't over' whispered Siphon as he now disappeared, leaving Jayce eager for round two. This was going to get interesting.