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Chapter One: Are you a Hunter, or a Monster?
The Pridestalker carries the yordle as he follows Strider to the council. His gaze wonders for a moment, noticing various champions staring, he gives out a snarl, causing them to look away, satisfied, he looks at the yordle who has fallen asleep in his arms, he looks back up, saying nothing for now.
"Excuse me! Gentlemen!" A sophisticated voice calls out, catching Rengar's and Strider's attention. They both look down to see Heimerdinger, whose eyes are fixated on Gnar. Strider kneels down lightly speaking kindly "What can I do for you Heimerdinger?" the Inventor smiles, causing his mustache to perk up lightly "Summoner Strider, I have heard a rumor of a yordle that can transform into a giant beast! As a scientist, I must study it!"
Rengar walks up to Heimerdinger, baring his teeth "'He' is not one of your experiments, yordle." Heimerdinger looks over at Rengar, and sighs "Well of course not! But he may just be the missing link to all of yordle kind! If this is so, it would show how yordles just how they came to be!" Rengar narrows his eyes looking over to Strider, who looks back "He may as well see his people and how they evolved too, Rengar." Strider stands up straight "But it is for the council to decide on that." Rengar sighs "Very well." The summoner, they started walking over to two rather large doors, Strider moves in front of them opening the doors with a spell, motioning the two inside.
The council consists of five members of their own branch of magic they master, one of arcane, one of nature, one of elements, one of darkness, and one of light. "Summoner Strider, Pridestalker, Revered Inventor, you have our undivided attention." A voice echo's throughout the room, unable to pinpoint it even with his ears, Rengar decided to look around as he speaks "The yordle in my arms have been troubling the institute as he turns into a ferocious beast that attacks everyone he sees. However, when he sees me, he calms down greatly, like if I was a relative of sorts, while I had no intention of training him, it seems that no one else could do so. So I ask if I may train him so that he can be a better hunter, in return of course, you have another champion."
"I concur!" Heimerdinger bounces lightly in his step as he moves next to Rengar "While Rengar trains him physically, I can prepare him mentally, teaching him mathematics, science, and the common language; all I ask is to study him and see what he has linked to the evolution of yordle kind! Of course, I'll make sure that Rengar has full custody if he so desire, and will not stand in the way of his training." Rengar nods to Heimerdinger in agreement. Summoner Strider nods "Not only that, I advise him having a bit of time learning what the yordles have accomplished during the past Millennia."
The council stays silent for a long moment, and then a young, female giggle is heard throughout the chambers, "He is quite cute, but we do see the beast within him. Though we do not know how you plan to train him to control it, Rengar. Are you sure that you can do it?" Rengar snarls "Of course I can. I do not know how myself, I'll need to learn more about him. Which I will, but I will need time." The council stays silent for a moment; their heads turns lightly, as if speaking to each other silently. Then, the summoner of light stands, his deep voice booms with an authority that even Rengar himself needs to respect.
"Pridestalker, you must realize that many nations have recognized the potential threat, and power, of the very being that holds in your arms. You must realize that if we give you time to train him, we do not have the power to protect him, for he will not be a champion officially, Rengar, Heimerdinger, are you both willing to protect the yordle with your lives?" Rengar stares at the light summoner, then at the yordle in his arms. Gnar woke up when the summoner spoke looking around, he hugs the Pridestalker tightly to his chest.
A sudden warmth is felt in his chest, adrenaline courses through his blood, like if he was feeling threaten, but he wasn't. Rengar doesn't know why he has the sudden need to sniff around, or the sudden need to snarl at the summoner, to ripe someone's head off, it isn't like him. But as he gently pats the young hunter's head, he calms down. He stares at Gnar, and then he realizes what he must do.
"I will, with my life." He glares up at the summoner of light, if he could, he would stare at the summoner straight in the eye, practically challenging him. Strider eyes widen as he notices it, rubbing the back of his neck. The summoner of light gives a low, but whole hearty chuckle. "That's the spirit." He sits back down looking at Heimerdinger who nods, encouraged by Rengar's passion "Indubitably! I shall protect Gnar with my life if I must!" He nods, standing up straight. Rengar couldn't help but give a chuckle himself, Gnar looks over at Heimerdinger, then at Rengar, he seems greatly confused, but Rengar simply pats him on the head.
The summoner nods, "Very well champions, the council have made a unanimous decision; we have decided that you will be allowed to train Gnar for an entire month starting tomorrow." The council stands "We also have made the decision that we would allow Gnar to participate upon training matches so long as you participate with him, or against him. You both are also excused from any important matches during that month; feel free to make anyone you trust get acquainted with the yordle." They all speak in unison "Good luck champions of the Institute of War." Then, in a flash, the group found themselves in front of the door of the council,
"Huh, well that went well." Strider smirks looking at the two champions. Rengar simply looks over to Heimerdinger "I shall visit every day, perhaps bring Teemo or Tristana, and maybe even Lulu." Rengar shakes his head "It would be best if I bring him to you, my home is in the middle of a jungle, remember." Heimerdinger nods "Ahh, well. Alright then," they turn to Strider.
"I suggest making him a room for both Bandle city and Kumungu jungle. Just in case one becomes busy and he needs to stay over a day or two." Rengar shrugs "Very well." Heimerdinger nods "Wise decision! I shall get that at once!" He bows and quickly takes out a rocket from his hair, and it fires up, making him fly wildly around and off.
"Well that was…" Strider states dumbfounded "Interesting…" He looks over to Rengar, who is walking to the portals section in the institute, waving good bye lightly as he enters his home.
After Rengar enters the portal he looks down, Gnar looks around the jungle, feeling much safer than in the Institute, Rengar finally decides that it would be best to put him down, What's the worse that cou- OH GODS DAMNIT! Immediately as Rengar puts him down Gnar bolts into the jungle faster than Rengar could even think, Rengar chasing him, but his speed is no match than the yordle, jumping through branches and swinging through vines like nothing. Rengar barely keeps up with the speedy demon. Growling, Rengar thinks up multiple ways of punishing Gnar for running away. That is until, he saw it.
It was the spot that Gnar was first found, broken free from the ice, he tilts his head at Gnar, for he looks around in the ground, searching for something, and sniffing the ground, Gnar quickly moves to brush away some rocks, he speaks in a gibberish tongue that Rengar couldn't understand, but he seemed to be motioning of a throwing item… Tilting his head, Rengar mimics the throwing item, "…Bola's? No…" He mutters "This feels a lot more like a…Boomerang?" He raises a brow at Gnar, who sniffs the ground, growling in annoyance of unable to find his weapon.
"Wait… He is from a different time; the Boomerang must have been left behind when he was frozen…" Rengar mutters to no one in particular, until Gnar made an "Aha!" He smashes a small ice block by throwing it on the ground, what was in it was a skull with two bones sticking out of it, Gnar picks up the skull and puts it on his head, a large smile on his face. Rengar offers a small smile back. Gnar looks around, realizing Gnar was frozen near a small cave, he looks around the walls, as if trying to search for something, Rengar finds some rather large bones nearby, they look fresh, grinning, he grabs the bones and takes a carving knife, looking around, he found some vines and yanks them off the walls…Finding markings behind them. "Umm, Gnar." Gnar turns to Rengar "Rengnar?" Gnar asks, walking over to Rengar, and stares at the markings, eyes widen.
The markings show Gnar, Rengar could tell because of the hat and his weapon of choice, and his family, or so it seemed, as he looks down, it shows Gnar attacking this…Beast of ice. Distracting it while the family escaped the threat…As Rengar looks down, his eyes widen, and it was Gnar, in his monstrous form. He looks over to Gnar, who is on the verge of tears. As Rengar continues the markings, it ends with Gnar frozen in ice, and his family… Paying their respects.
Gnar growls, his fur turns red and he turns, punching the walls, throwing a fit, transforming into his monstrous self, however, tears form as it happens, Gnar did nothing but punch walls, hurl boulders, Rengar stares at Gnar. He didn't say anything at first; he knew that if he was in his situation, he would probably do the same thing. Rengar walks over to the monster, "Gnar!" He growls out, causing the monster to slam his fists glaring at Rengar. Rengar glares back "I don't know if you can understand a word I'm saying, but damnit, you have a choice to make here!" He roars at the monster, who tenses up "You are either a hunter! Or a monster! I hunt, kill, and devour monsters! They have nothing but rage inside and lost to the world around them! You are no monster. You are a hunter, a hunter that has been through hell and back." He snarls.
Gnar snarls at Rengar, preparing to fight him, however, Rengar shows no signs of wanting a fight. "Calm, down." His eyes narrows, Gnar glares at Rengar and after a long moment of silence, sits down, looking down, sniffling lightly in his large form. Rengar sighs walking over to him. Gnar turns back, crying into his hands. Rengar sits next to him, saying nothing as he uses his carving knife to carve the large bone. Giving the young hunter space to grasp his situation, after five minutes, the bones already start taking shape.
After an hour, Gnar finally stops crying, simply looking down at the ground, that is until, The Pridestalker nudges him lightly, as Gnar looks up, his eyes widen, it was a boomerang, freshly crafted by Rengar himself, the yordle jumps excitingly and snatches the boomerang, throwing it with ease, it rushes past the entrance of the cave, then rushes towards back to Gnar, who catches it with his teeth "Haha!" Gnar laughed gleefully. Rengar smirks standing up "Come on Gnar." He motions to follow, Gnar quickly uses the vines that Rengar made into rope as a strap, letting the boomerang hang on his back, he quickly Hops on Rengar's shoulder and points to a now running deer. Rengar grins "Alright, Gnar, Let's see what it's made of…" He grins with feral intent, and charges after the deer, Gnar himself went to the other direction, in attempt to flank it.
Rengar grins, thinking to himself. So he was the hunter of his family. Perhaps training Gnar won't be as hard as I thought... But still lays the question, will he become a skilled hunter? Rengar and Gnar leaps at the deer, one from behind, one from in front, they both tackle it to the ground, and Rengar stabs the deer in its heart. Picking it up "We shall eat at home, follow," Rengar commands, motioning his head to follow. Gnar finally does so without question, licking his lips in hunger. Or will he become a rampaging monster? I suppose time will tell. But for now, a feast now, then, training will begin…
