Author's note: Hello everyone! I am still alive! Sorry I didn't update in, about 4 mounts? I thought I would be able to write during summer break, but I didn't really had a summer break at all… I was working 40 hours a week making fireplaces. When I wasn't working, I was either in a bus to go from my place to the factory or vice versa, sleeping or spending time with my friends. If that wasn't enough, I had a mount and a half writer's block plus simple laziness. Anyway, enjoy this chapter and sorry to those who were expecting a MaxXJana lemon, it won't happen, I tell right now. Last thig, I do not own League of Legend or any of it's champions, they are owed by Riot Games, but I do own Shadow, Max and any OCs I may come up with latter on.

Chapter 15

Max woke up early to go to work but something held his arm down. The more he tried to break free, the more it hang to him. Tired of it, he opened his eyes and was shocked. Janna was lying on his chest She looked so peaceful in her sleep and he didn't want to be a jerk, but the flight to Piltover was long and he had job to do. The Elemental put his hand on her shoulder and shook her gently, but still firmly. The blonde's eyes opened slowly as she woke up.

«Janna, Max started, can you explain what the hell are you doing in my bed?
- Nothing, I just came in last night to thank you properly, but you were already fast asleep. But I guess I can reward you now, she answered, pushing her bust forward and lust in the voice.
- No freaking way!
- What? You take Ahri and Fiora without a word and here you are refusing me! What kind of a jerk are you?
-It's not that I refuse you in particular, I just decide to stop this whole thing about sex. I am not a lover boy, I'm a fucking killing machine. And you'll excuse me, I have to go to work. »

With that, he get out of bed, got dressed and jumped out of the window outside his room. He was in one heck of a bad mood this morning, and being harassed by Janna the minute he woke up did nothing to solve his case. The only thing he wanted was to be alone for the day and work his butt off just to get his mind off of his bad mood.

It was still dark when Max arrived at Piltover. The tower was near completion and he intend to finish it this day or the one after, depending on the meteorological condition of the day. The second he put foot on the dirty ground, his army of crystalline shadows emerged from him body and started working on the remaining walls and floors. He was alone on the site until 10:00 am. During that time, he completed all floors except three and the walls of seven stories were finished with cabling and plumbing all done according to the building code. The weather was nice at the top of the tower. The sun was shining and a soft breeze hitting his face. The quietness of the place made him partly forged his bad mood and his problems. The Elemental worked like crazy for hours, not even taking a break to eat. By the end of the day, the building was really near completion, the only thing remaining was the roof and it wouldn't be delivered until at least two days, the order had been lost by the subcontractor.

On the way back to the Institute of war, Max's bad mod came back, like it had always been there. The more he closed on the institute, the madder he felt. When he landed in front of the main building, he was ready to explode, so much he kept his full armor to isolate himself from the others. He made his way to the cafeteria, not wanting to cook for his supper. Peoples looked at him strangely, but he couldn't care less. The young man finally arrived to his destination. He silently picked up food from a bunch of stands before sitting to a table away from every other champions and summoners. In the middle of his meal, five champions interrupted his supper. These intruders were Darius, Draven, Talon, Garen and Tryndamere.

«Hey, you, Draven interpellate Max, What do you think you're doing, arriving here and steeling all Draven's girls?
- What did you say? Max stared death at the executioner, having removed his helmet to eat. You say I stole your girls?
- That's right, Darius spoke. Before you arrived here, all the girls were all over us and now they won't even look at us.
- It's not my problem you can't satisfy such lowly desires. You don't even have the respect to call them something other than "the girls". You disgust me.
- Say that again? Garen continued.
- And you, Garen! Aren't you supposed to be an example of rightness, justice and bravery? Still, you only think about sex. I saw you numerous time fallowing Miss, Du Couteau, your eyes all over her ass.
- Yeah... But… I mean… the might of Demacia was without words.
- That's what I thought.
- You shut your mouth! Talon shouted at Max. I could kill you anytime, anywhere if I hear one last time you fuck one of our girls.
- They're not your girls! Max shout back, standing in his face. These ladies are way more then just toys! They are living being like you! If something, only one of them worth more than the five of you combined!
- You think they are worth more than us? Tryndamere finally joined the "conversation". We are the men who fight on the battle field. We are the ones who risk our lives to protect them! We deserve a reward for all that!
- Tryndamere, Garen and Darius, I saw you having your ass handed to you by Fiora countless time, Akali bullied Talon the whole game in his last match and Caitlyn totally obliterate you Draven. So shut up, you don't worth more than them and you don't deserve anything for being on the battlefield because they fight as well and it is usually you with your desire to have always more money, more lands, more everything than your neighbors who start war.
- I don't care about your moral lesson! If you don't understand that way, I'll tell you another way. The next time I see Ahri alone, I'll fuck her so hard she'll be crying for mercy. »

*Bang!* *Cling*

In the cafeteria, all heard the loud impact caused by Darius precutting the wall opposite to where he was less than a hundredth of a second before followed by the metallic sound of his axe hitting the concrete floor next to Max's table. Every peoples in the room looked in the direction of the sound. What they saw stunned them. Max was holding the Hand of Noxus half a meter from the ground by the neck and the Noxian was coughing blood on the hand of the Elemental. Almost anyone's neck would have been crushed by the acceleration, but Darius was a tough one.

«Don't EVER talk about my friends like that or next time a puny concrete wall won't stop me. And if I ever see you're forcing someone into that kind of thing or if I only ear about it, it won't be my hand that'll keep you off the ground. »

At the end of his sentence, his right wrist mounted blade came out of his gantlet and pierce through all the wall with a loud *bang*. He looked deep into Darius' eyes to make his point clearer, if it wasn't clear enough already that dropped him to the ground,

«It's valid for you too! Max shout to the four other men near his table. And all of you! »

Earing the commotion, a bunch of summoners, among which was Shadow, entered the cafeteria and rushed toward Max. When the others stayed away from the Elemental, Shadow went to his friend and tried to talk to him.

«Dude, what are you doing? He's a fellow champion!
- Don't care! He talked about raping Ahri! I'm not going to let that pass without intervening.
-Whatever he tolled, you can't simply destroyed the cafeteria for that! We have the Institute of war especially to solve that kind of conflict! Just go in the field ad kill him there!
- Like the institute's going to let me freeze the other matches just so I can kill him there, thing I am perfectly capable of doing right here, right now.
- Yes you can! And I'm going to personally book summoner's rift in one hour flat!
- Take places for six, I have things to settles with these four too, he point to Draven, Tryndamere, Talon and Garen, and I'm only doing it if you're the one summoning me.
- Don't worry, I'll do. Beside, I'm the only one who can summon you for the moment.
- You'd better be, I'm sure you want to kick their ass too.
- Hell fucking yeah, Shadow suddenly became as menacing as his friend, ignite spell bursting out of his hands. Nobody talk about my friends like that, not even a general of Noxus. You'll pay for that. Find yourselves summoners for one hour flat from now. »

On those words, Max and Shadow left the cafeteria, not even caring about the mess Max caused, too angry to think clearly about anything other than obliterating the five champion in the field. Right beside him, Shadow was walking straight in front of him, smoke still emerging from his arms after the use of his ignite spell. The two friends went to Max's room and stood in the living room/dining room for about five minutes before breaking the silence.

«I'll book the field, do you have a communication crystal lying around or something?
- Nop, sorry, but I have that, Max hand over his cellphone and, surprisingly enough, it established a connection with a communication crystal.
- Hello, summoner Shadow, ID 26419256 on the line, I would like to book summoner's rift for a match… For six summoner's please, five on one team and one on the other… Yeah, you can broadcast the match if you want… In 42 minutes flat, he end the call and hand back the cellphone. Now, all settled. But how was your… how do you call that thing?
- It's a cellphone, bro. I design that one and build it myself. I use to study electronics, informatics and robotic back in my world. Plus the technologies of Atlantis allowed me to make the most powerful electronics ever invented by mankind. When I arrived in your world, I figured out a way to connect my phone to your local communication network. It took me almost half a day to understand the principles and two or three hours to make the adjustments in the gear.
- Dude, setting up a new communication crystal takes almost three hours to our specialists.
- Well, seems I even more of a genius then I though. However, we still need to hand their buts to them. Which skull should we take?
- Seeing the damage type of our opponents is mostly physical damage, we should go with a highly armored skull. Plus, we will need a good dsp if we want to hold our ground in early game and push fast the towers if late game comes. If possible, basic attacks as main source of damage.
- The crystal skull is exactly the one we need. By the way? Do you know what a hidden passive is?
- Yeah, it's a passive only the champion himself knows about, and maybe the head summoner and Kayle. Why?
- Bah, nothing really. Simply that…»

***35 minutes later***

Shadow and Max where standing side by side on the summoning altar when the others entered. Darius, Talon, Drave, Tryndamere and Garen where fallowed by summoners Max and Shadow recognized, but for different reasons. Max saw them eying him along with the other champions at Ezreal degustation. Shadow, on the other hand, recognized them because he saw them several times in criminal records for many crimes, such as robbing, armed aggression, sexual assault, treachery, even suspicions of murder, but every time, they were declared not guilty because they were high classed summoners, three of them being diamond I tier, one challenger and one in the resent master tier. Each participate saluted the opposing team and the match begun.

***On summoner's rift***

Max arrived on the purple side of summoner's rift. He went straight to the shop and bough a long sword and a potion along with taking his crystal skull. According to their strategy, Max and Shadow put their first point in Max's bow, planning on poking the mid laner early and getting a gold advantage for an early ravenous Hydra.

«Max? Do you copy? Shadow's voice resonated in Max's head.
- Hell yeah, my friend! And you, do you hear me?
- As clear as if you were in front of me. So, time to bully the bullies?
- Hell fucking yeah! Let's kick their asses a hundred time!
- Nice, but start by winning the mid.
- Roger that.»

The Elemental went down the middle lane and waited at his tower for his opponent to show up. Ten second after he reaches his tower, Talon reached his own. Not even waiting for his minions, Max run toward Talon, warding the river bush coming from the top, using his trinket. When at range, he shoot an arrow to talon. The assassin, not expecting such an aggressive start, hadn't put a point in his W for the poke, but instead in his Q (seriously, those this tactic even work?) and couldn't poke back. Max forced him behind the blue outer tower and hold his ground, nearly killing him. Talon recalled to his base and came back with his minions. Again, Max poked his hard, preventing him from farming and holding him to far away to gain experience from the minions. All the while Max bullied the Noxian assassin, Shadow indicated him each minions who were low on health and Max finished the wooden poppet. His farm was perfect and Talon was still at level one and zero minion killed. The second one of the purple minion crossed the frontier between safety and range of the enemy turret, Max dived Talon who was nearly at 100 hp. He quickly disposed of the Noxian, drawing the first blood, along with the bounty.

«Nice one, dude. We totally rule that lane.
- You're right, I'll head back and bought a Tiamat and a couple more potions then I'll go bully Tryndamere and Garen on the bottom lane.
- Good, I'll keep an eye on the Noxian brothers on the top lane. Talon will have difficulties coming back in the game with the start he just had.
- Good, recall me. »

After a quick shopping trip, Max head down the bottom lane hand met with the barbarian king and the Might of Demacia. The moment he reach them, he drew his katanas and dash toward the Barbarian king, knowing his critical strikes would hurt if he let Tryndamere stack his passive. The Freljordian fall quickly and only Garen remained. While the Demacian back off, Max taunted him.

«Hey! What's the matter? I thought that "A Demacian does not retreat?" using one of the rules Garen was expected to follow to hurt his pride and force him to attack recklessly. Come on big boy, be bold, be just. »

Garen, blinded in rage earing his glorious principles being mocked by that brat, charge his foe and tried to cleave him in two, but Max blocked by crossing both katanas over his head. His crystal enhanced muscled stopped Garen's mass, but the blow cut his breath. Not wasting a second, Garen started his iconic spin and hit Max's right armguard several times, dealing a descent amount of damage to his opponent, but it wasn't near enough because Max started slicing away at the Vanguard, benefiting from the additional attack speed coming from wielding two weapons, using the sharper edge and greater hardness of his blades to pass through the thick demacian armor, killing Garen in a couple of second. Max was now level 5, 3/0/0/ and enough gold for a complete ravenous hydra and a pair of boots of speed.

«Yo! Max! Shadow's voice resonate in Max's head. Go to the top, the brothers are pushing hard.
- Got it! Just finished shopping.
- Good! Go get them!
- It's all I want to do! »

Reaching his tower, he saw the two brother at the edge of the zone guarded by the statue, waiting for their minions to finish the tower. Not letting them get that chance, Max dashed at Draven and killed him with three hit from his crystalline blades. Before Darius could recover from the sudden attack, Max ran to him and started hitting the Noxian general with the full power he had at that moment. Darius' health bar was decaying slowly, too slowly for Max to finish the job. The Hand of Noxus regained his ability to fight and overthrew the situation with a quick succession of W and basic attack while Max moved away from the big Noxian. When he was far enough, Darius rotated, swinging his giant axe directly into Max's side. Before the Elemental could escape, the axe came back, this time pulling him toward his enemy. The only thing Darius saw was Max smiling with satisfaction.

Max body seemed to explode and Darius was forcefully expulsed toward the wall surrounding the top lane. The shock stunned him the time he was brought back as forcefully as before. Before him stood the imposing figure of the Elemental in his full armor. As his vision cleared, he barely saw the numerous blades pierce his armor. Even if the blade themselves didn't dealt a great amount of damage, the after image-like energy blades passed right through the protection and cut deeply Darius' body. The battle was settled and Max earned yet another kill.

Max pushed top and took down the first enemy tower, gaining lane advantage over the enemies. After his victory over the brothers, Max went back to the mid to bully Talon once again. In his full body armor mode, he jumped from the river bush in a matter that remembered him of Rengar when they faced in Max's first match ever. The Elemental landed directly on the squishy assassin, taking a huge chunk of his life bar before attacking with his Power Charge. Once again, Talon fall to his knees and died, giving Max his sixth kill of the Match. He destroyed the mid outer tower before Tryndamere came rushing from the jungle.

The Barbarian King swung his giant blade far over his shoulder before it came down on the Elemental's left one. The hit resonant trough Tryndamere's arm, but Max didn't move a muscle, even after the critical strike. Max finally passed on the offensive and used his Power Charge once more. Right before the final blow came on the barbarian, he let out a roar of rage. The energy blade sliced across Tryndamere's chest, fatally wounding several vital organs such as the heart, the lungs and the right kidney. To his surprise, Max saw the sword coming once again on him. This time, he rolled to the side in disbelief. Never did he tough his attack wouldn't kill his opponent. Asking Shadow why Tryndamere was still standing, Max was reminded of the barbarian Undying Rage. Proceeding with caution, Max leaped away and revert back to his normal form. He pulled out his bow and a hail of arrows fell on Tryndamere. The Undying Rage coming to an end, this last one died.

He continued to push the mid until the five of them arrived at him. He let them take a bit of terrain before launching his ultimate combo. He dashed at Darius, swung his katana hat him a couple of times, benefiting from the Ravenous Hydra's area of effect damage to hit Talon, Garen and Tryndamere along the way. He switch to his shield to block a powerful blow coming from Garen with his shield and deflecting one of Draven's spinning axes with his one handed sword. His body explode again and all the opposite team was sucked close to Max as he unleashed his Energetic Drain.

«Pentakill! » shout the announcer.

Shadow recalled Max to their base and he bought full Berserker's Graves, a Big Fucking Sword and a vampiric scepter for a Bloodthirster. Seeing his minions coming from the purple nexus, he asked Shadow:

«Hey, Shadow?
-Yes?
-You're the one controlling the summoning of minions, aren't you?
- Yes, it's me, why?
- Disable the minion waves.
- What? Are you insane?
- What? I want to make the game last. Plus I want them to know I can still beat them without wooden puppets tanking for me. And it will prevent them from gaining experience.
-Oh, so you want to try that out.
-Yes, they asked for it I think.
- All right, just know that if I disable the minion waves, there won't be any more for the rest of the game.
- Okay, I'm prepared for it.
- Me too, let's do this shit! »

In the middle of a wave, the minions stopped spawning and Max smirk. It was time for some fun. For a complete hour, he simply hunt down every single one of them as they appeared on his mini map. His kills were skyrocketing, the lane were frozen, his experience climbed rapidly and his gold coins were pilling. He reached level 18 and was now at 95 kills, only the inner-most tower remained on each lane. Clearly, he was dominating the game. Not having died once, the enemy team was forced to jungle to gain experience and money. But Max always came out of nowhere and killed them before steeling the camps. His finished stuff was Berserker's Grave, Ravenous Hydra, Bloodthirster, Last Whisper, Frozen Heart and Randuin's Omen. Now tanky as hell and dealing a lot of damage, the enemy flee on sight until they tried another five man ambush, giving another Pentakill to the Elemental.

The Elemental retreat to his base for the fun of giving them a little hope of coming back. For several minutes, the enemy didn't even showed up on his map, neither in lane or in the jungle, until they realized their predator was gone for good. For them, it was like laning phase all over again. The enemies managed to destroy four of his towers, but he really didn't care at all. He asked about their stuff to Shadow and saw they were about strong enough to, at the very least, resist him a bit. He headed down the mid lane and, with his sword, wrote in the dirt "Come and get me if you dare". He didn't need to wait long, before he started to dance, he heard blades planting in the trees behind him, bounded to their user through ninja wires. Said man appeared behind him, out of nowhere. He sliced Max's throat while pulling the wires at the same time and his blades came flying through the Elemental's flesh. Before Talon threw his blades like boomerang, the Barbarian King came rushing on him, spinning and bringing his humongous sword on the solo player. A quarter of Max's life was ripped from his hp bar by that two man combo. Draven's axes pass through him, once, then twice and Darius grabbed him from behind and the Noxian's mighty axe cut him three time before Max dashed to safety. He attacked minions' to regain his lost health. From that point on, he needed to take things more seriously. Not taking the chance of being caught in a massive combo, he transformed away from them, and to hell if he wasted a charge of power shifting.

The crystalline warrior jumped in the middle of his foes, blades describing arcs and blocking strikes in a dance if swords. None of the champions seemed to have any serious advantage over the others in term of fighting skills, but the minions, oh the minions, were butchered but the shock waves from the weapons clashing and fists roaring, causing Max experience bar to fill slowly toward the next level.

*flashback*

«Yeah, it's a passive only the champion himself knows about, and maybe the head summoner and Kayle. Why?
- Bah, nothing really. Simply that I have a hidden passive.
- Ok, nice, what is it?
- If my team scores 100 kills before any of the enemy reached level 18, I can gain experience toward level 19. »

*End flashback*

The Elemental was really near his final level as the other warriors came clashing on him relentlessly. Being distracted by Talon's game of illusions, Max didn't noticed Darius leaping high in the air, axe brought over his head, an animalistic roar coming from his open jaws as he came down on the Elemental's head, hoping to cleave him in two.

«And what happen if you reach level 19? »

The crystal helmet took the hit and Max's neck twisted in an awkward way as the right side of the mask was torn apart, fragment of crystal splashing on the dirt. He protect his face with his hand and fall back a couple of steps. Confident they had the upper hand, the five other men let their weapon down, mistake as a mere fraction of a second before the axe made contact with its victim, Max's experience bar reach max and he hit level 19.

«He, he, he! He, he, ha! Ha! Ha! HA! HA! HA! HA! You fools, Max's alternated voice reached their ears and a strange fear arose from deep in them, did you really think such a pitiful attack would be able to take down the Crystal Elemental? I am seen as a God in my world! And you seamed really eager to see my real power… »

«If I were to reach level 19, it would dispel all the seals put on me by the Institute of war during matches. I would be able to reach my ultimate form, the form of a God of war. »

«So I will show you the power of a God! »

On these words, he parted his index and middle finger, showing his shut eye. It open slowly, painfully slowly, gradually revealing his ripple textured crystal covered sclera. His very eye cast over Darius a primal fear, the one of an animal trapped by its predator, facing inevitable death. Fear was paralyzing him, making him lose all and any will to fight, slowly crumbling his sanity and sending his heartbeat in heart stroke range. All that, within the single second it took the God to open if divine eye.

«Shadow? Max called out to his partner.
- What the hell is that pressure in your mind? What is happening to you?
- What you are feeling right now is what it feels like to be a God. If you what to maintain your sanity a little longer, withdraw from my mind and let me absolute control of my body. You're about to witness my true dance of death. »

As he felt his friend's consciousness leaving his, Max's perception of time slowed down, considerably, to the point where no one was moving. The body armor shattered into thousand billions of tiny crystals that simply remained there, not moving fast enough to appear as movement to Max's brain. Now liberated from the extra weight, he could move much quicker. The only remain of his armor were the two curved blades that were coming out of his elbows. Max move toward Draven first, at 4 hour 30 if Darius was at 12, light element carrying him at a hundredth of the speed of light. He made a light scratch on his left bicep with, not his crystalline blade, but a blade of wind coming from the tip of the sword. He then switch to Talon, 9:45, using his earth and plants attributes to solidify the ground under his feet so it wouldn't give away under the force required for such a sudden acceleration. The Noxian assassin received a single tap on the wrist mounted blade, a tap that sapped nearly all the thermal energy in it, contracting the metal, but to suddenly for the blade to remain intact as it shattered in pieces, breaking Talon's wrist in the process. Max took a piece of it, encasing it in a blade of wind, madding it sharp enough to cut through a bolder like butter, and threw it to Tryndamere's left leg, 2:15, before slicing the same leg on Darius in the same momentum, the left elbow blade lightly tasting the general's flesh. He returned to Draven and put his right hand on the wound from earlier, channeling his water powers on the fresh blood, making it splattered all around the Glorious Executioner's own elbow, literally exploding the joint. The red liquid stagnate mid-air after the burst as the left hand of the Elemental pass through it, materializing a sword from the iron contained if the blood. His new weapon in hand, he slashed across Garen's chest, 7:30, and another blade was extracted from the Demacian's wound, with the red liquid still dripping on the edges. Now armed with four blades, he started dashing, slicing and creating new swords from the wounds, blades encased by wind and crossed by electric current. He exchanged blades from one to another, the unused weapons hanging in mid-air, waiting to bite the skin of the 5 enemies of their master. When a blade was in his back, a shadowy figure of himself came out of his spine and grabbed the weapon to stab it in the man it was facing.

Max graceful dance of death reach an end after an eternally long second and blood splattered everywhere, body part, well, the little bit that remained fell to the ground as blood rain on the Elemental, a sonic boom coming from his first movement. Of the five original persons, only one remained, barely touched at all, only missing half of his right arms, shattered at the elbow by a blood explosion, same for his left knee, Darius was in a pitiful state, but still the less damaged of his teammates.

Max lifted the Noxian and looked into his eyes. The same animalistic fear was still there, if not even more than before, becoming a real panic. And these eyes! These eyes! Like they were looking to the deepest of your soul, like the universe itself reflected in them. No. More like the universe was in them. The glare they gave you, so intense it burned to sense it on you, like your very soul was burning, but it wasn't just an impression. Black flames, blacker than the infinite darkness between stars, busted to life on his cheek and slowly spread to the rest of his face.

«Now you know what I was talking about when I said a puny concrete wall wouldn't stop me. Now burn, burn away in my hatred! Feel my wrath in your very soul! »

Max's stare intensified and the black flame reduced Darius to nothing. Second lather, the enemy nexus exploded due to the forfeit of the enemy team. Max let out a mighty roar that echoed kilometers around the rift before Shadow reverse summoned him to the summoning chamber.

Author's note: Hello again, fellow Fanfic readers! Yeah, my character is pretty much over power, but I am all about OP characters. To summarize, he's like an Uzumaki who got Sharingan so they would awake in Rinnegan, shove the Juubi in his belly, teach him alchemy, give him a philosopher stone made from the souls of the entire Earth population, give him a meta sphere from infamous and give him the full Triforce while you're at it! So yeah, basically OP as fuck. On another note, I only have two more exams, one this mercredi the 16 and this jeudi the 17, after that, I have 6 weeks of winter break! I will try to AT LEAST have a chapter done by then. Now, my last words, I will not give you the usual words about fallow/favorite/review, au lieu, I'll tell you this: to those of you who haven't create an account yet, go make one! You will be able to fallow your favorite stories and authors, you will be warned when a new chapter come out or when an author post a new story or chapter via your email service, be it Gmail, outlook or Yahoo, etc. Plus, it will allow you to post stories of your own! You have a great idea for a story, a plot twist in one of your favorite series? Go for it! Open Word and start tapping! I am sure others will love you story! So go make an account and help us unleash our imagination!

The Elemental_QC, out

P.S. Mary Christmas and happy New Year, everyone! Much love to all of you and I wish you good luck in your future projects!