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And introducing: Chapter 2!
"You see..." Ezreal started.
"I kind of wen- *sigh* never mind, you'll never believe me," Ezreal said, rubbing his forehead with his tired hands. Why would she believe him? The idea would make him sound like he needed medical help.
He felt something warm making contact with his hands.
Looking up, he saw Lux holding his hands.
"We've gone through so much together, I'll believe you."
Ezreal never blushed harder than he ever did. "T-tomorrow, Noxus and Demacia will have war," Ezreal managed.
"Yes I know that. Jarvan told me," Lux replied, not surprised by the statement.
"And I assume you're going to be in the front lines?" Ezreal asked.
"How do you know? I haven't told anyone that yet."
Lux crossed her lips.
Something was wrong here.
Ezreal shifted his legs uncomfortably. He'll have to tell her.
"You see, um, Lux... I'm from the... future... which explains my mustache... it's real."
"No way."
"Yes way."
Lux bent down, observing Ezreal's mustache.
Although she was tugging at his mustache slowly, one key detail was the most prominent in Ezreal's head. Her face was so close... all he had to do was inch forward... just a little bit...
No.
Ezreal fought the thought in his head. How could he be thinking things like this? The girl's life was in his hands! If he messes up, he'll have to wait 5 years for another time travel back.
"Alright Ezreal, this isn't a funny joke. How'd you get that mustache?"
"I'm from the future," Ezreal said again. "And I need to save you."
"Excuse me?" Lux's voice was piercingly sharp, as though she was offended.
"If you go to the front lines... you'll die tomorrow. Please Lux, listen to me," Ezreal pleaded.
Lux shook her head. "You're over thinking it. Just because you have a small mustache plastered on your face doesn't mean you're from the future. Give me more proof and I'll believe you."
Ezreal's head hurt. All he wanted to do was save the girl, and she was making this complicated. Completely contradicting herself earlier by saying she would believe him... Ah, Lux was so complicated.
But that's all the more reason that he should save her... but first, as Lux stated, he had to have more proof that he was from the future. What did he get 5 years from now that he didn't have before hand?
The mechanical suit Heimerdinger built for him... but he didn't wear that when he went back in time...
Yasuo! Yasuo was proof!
"Alright Lux, give me some time and I'll get you pro-"
Knock! Knock!
"Yes? I'm coming!"
Lux walked to the door and opened it, straightening her hair in the process.
And then she froze.
Ezreal was just talking to Lux 2 hours ago about the new artifact he found.
This was going to be nerve racking, he had just spoken to Jarvan and found out that there was war tomorrow.
He had to ask Lux about it.
Knocking on her door, he got her usual response. "Yes? I'm coming!"
She was fixing her hair when she opened the door.
"Uh.. hi?" Ezreal greeted.
Her face. Her usually beautiful face was shocked. In horror, he might add.
"Is there... something wrong?" Ezreal asked. This shook Lux out of her trance.
"Um, no, there's absolutely nothing.. ahaha."
This was as awkward as the situation could get.
"Are you sick? Let me feel your forehe-"
His hand was slapped away.
"I-... I'm sorry, I need some time alone, can you come back later?"
"Uh... sure..." Ezreal turned and left. He would have to ask her about the war later. He had to get his broken gauntlet to Heimerdinger for fixing anyway.
Ezreal, at the far back of the room, heard Lux and a young male talking.
His chair was positioned away from the door, so he couldn't hear everything.
When Lux finally closed the door, Ezreal stood up.
"I have to get Yasuo. He'll be the proo-"
"No... you don't need to prove anything anymore. I-I've seen it all."
Ezreal froze. What was she talking about? Seen it all? He hadn't shown her a single thing.
"I'm not following..."
Lux turned to face him.
"That... man... that I was speaking to..."
"Yeah?"
"He was an explorer... named Ezreal."