Chapter 2
The night air was chilly as the cold wind coming from the sea blew in our direction. We had been walking for a while now, and we had not even once turned off the port road. After walking a few hundred meters more I cleared my throat and asked whether we were starting to get close. The old man merely nodded his head and kept walking. This is starting to look like a scam I thought, and put my other hand under the gun, to give me a more secured feeling. Soon though we took a turn to the right, and walked into an alley where the light from the street lamps couldn't reach. The man had taken a lantern with him and lighted it now, to get a clearer view of our way. We took another turn, this time left, and continued walking. Time passed by as we took more and more turns, finally reaching our destination. It took us almost 45 minutes to get there, in which time a match in Summoner's Rift would've normally been done with. This one time it took exactly 45 minutes to clear a game, and I had carried our team until the end with the assisting of Nautilus, Janna, Xin Zhao and Twisted Fate. Our team worked together perfectly, and Twisted's gold cards helped us out a lot while Janna whirled the enemies up in the air. Nautilus didn't let anyone escape and Xin and I smashed everyone to the ground. We had lots of fun and-
Wait a second, why am I thinking of this? It was a game with that backstabber on it, I should feel resentful having to play on the same side with him. The summoners don't really care if you are archenemies or the best friends, they pick you to be a part of your team regardless of your personal opinion. Well, I have to agree that we did well, but replacing Twisted Fate with any champion would've probably had the same result. To hell with that guy, and with the summoners as well!
The old man put the lantern on a crate nearby to light up the area, and turned to me. I gripped my gun more tightly in caution, and stared back at him. He shrugged his shoulders, and told me to wait here. Then he went behind the crates and I was left there to wonder whether I'd get jumped on by a group of bandits. I took a look at the clearing he had brought me in. All the houses around had curtains or wooden planks covering the windows, and no other light sources than the lantern were to be seen. This part of the town must be abandoned, as I heard no signs of life apart from a few mice and a cat chasing after them. Maybe this really was an ambush and they were eagerly waiting for me to let my guard down. As if I'd do something like that. Let them come, I'll take them all down, I thought and smiled with satisfaction at my brave thoughts.
I decided to wait near the crates, and walked to them slowly. The man had gone behind them, so there must be another alley there. I peeked behind the crates and to my surprise there wasn't an alley. There was nothing but a dead end. I couldn't believe my eyes as I stared at the tile wall, thinking that my eyes were probably just blinded from the sudden change in lighting, and I grabbed the lantern with me to check it again. Even with the lantern, the wall didn't change. It really was a dead end. How the heck did that guy just disappear from here?
I started to panic, sensing the ambush nearing and readied my gun. If he truly was a spy, maybe even a Noxian one, he must have been able to climb the wall unseen and just disappear like that. Yes, that must be it. I collected myself again and let out a relieved sigh. He's going to come back soon with that son of a bitch and I'll finally be able to get my payback. As soon as I thought of this, I heard a cracking noise behind me. I turned
round quickly, and instead of seeing two or more figures, I only saw one. A man dressed in a dark jacket and pants, wearing brown cowboy boots and a black leather hat, with a reddish vest and golden embroidery in the seams of his clothes, his black hair flowing behind him like black velvet. But what I recognized him from wasn't his looks, but his evil smile. He smirked at me, leaning against a wall on the alley we had come from, with his arms crossed. This is it, my revenge can finally come true! I aimed my gun at him and spoke loudly: "I have finally caught you! Do you have any last words to say before I blow your head off, you traitor?"
The smile on Twisted Fate's face only grew wider, and he straightened up. He slowly started to walk towards me, his hands raised on both of his sides, giving off a carefree aura. "Now now, nice to see you too Malcolm! It's been long since we met each other outside the league, shouldn't this be a more cheerful rendezvous?" I grew angrier by the moment at his mocking words, and he continued to get closer, not at all worried about his position. He thinks I'm joking? "I think you should pay attention to a man wearing firearms, things could get very dangerous if you don't heed such person's words" He finally came to a halt, but not because he was scared. If possible he looked even more cockier than before, and made courtesy bow fit for a royal ball to me. "You really think you could take me here, when I know this place better than you? And would I just walk to you like this to surrender myself? No, of course you know that I wouldn't. But what in the world were you thinking, inviting me here in this late night? Did you miss me that much?"
The irritation and anger I felt before was bursting inside me now. "If you have nothing better to say then get ready to meet your end!" I took a better position and aimed again, trying not to look baffled by his taunts. "Easy there cowboy, I have more to say here! I have a proposal which you might find rather interesting." I lowered my weapon only slightly, still aiming at him but listening carefully what he was saying. "What bullshit are you trying to pull on me this time? Just accept you fate and surrender!" After hearing this Twisted Fate burst out laughing, his deep voice resonating in he empty clearing. "I saw what you did there! Well... would you just hear my proposal first, and then decide whether to call it bullshit or actually consider it? You might even like it."This guy really doesn't take me seriously Either he's way too naive or I've underestimated him. No, that can't be right, he's the one at disadvantage here. But I couldn't help feeling curious about his proposal, so I lowered my gun completely this time, still keeping it ready yet giving him a chance to explain himself. "Thank you" he said, and walked in front of me. I frowned at him for coming too close, but didn't say anything. If he tries to pull something now, I'll just smack him with my gun to his sides.