It had been only hours after Leblanc and Viktor had confessed their feeling and made love to each other that they awoke in the same room wondering whether everything had all been a dream. By that point the machine herald had returned to his original augmented body and was sitting up, rubbing his chin as he engaged in thought.
Leblanc on the other hand was just waking up and yawned quietly while stretching as she gave Viktor a soft smile. "Good morning to you, herald."
With a scoff, the augmented male shook his head as he glanced over at the mage. "Is there really any need to be so formal with me? Especially after what we did last night?" Viktor told her, although there was a hint of skepticism in his tone, almost as though he still wasn't sure what to make of it.
"Ah so that did happen" Leblanc chuckles lightly as she tilts her head to the side and grins. "Yes it did," Viktor replied with a nod and paused for a moment before adding, "I still can't believe it."
"What's so hard to believe?" the woman sorceress asked with her brows furrowed. "Isn't it obvious? I'm a machine" the male replies curtly, shaking his head as though unimpressed by her question.
The woman said nothing for a moment as though taking in his words but then opens her mouth to speak. "If that's how you wish to see it then the same could be said about me. I'm a deceiver who casts illusions to manipulate others yet you fell in love with me as I did with you."
"Tch...must you always win our arguments, woman?" Viktor grunted as he slid his mechanical arm around her waist. Smiling, the female placed her hands upon his chest and let's out a small laugh. "Well I can't help it, herald. It's a habit of mine...I really don't enjoy losing arguments."
"Makes me wonder if you've ever lost one" the male speaks out with an amused tone as Leblanc crawled onto his lap. Although his augmented body made it somewhat uncomfortable for the female mage, she didn't speak out at all against it. In fact she didn't seem to mind much considering she pressed closer to the male and stroked his chest. "Afraid not, my dear. Never lost one before and don't plan on it now...not even to you, herlad" she replies with a playful smirk on her face.
"You truly are a cruel woman," the machine herald replied as he shook his head. "Although I suppose that makes me the fool for still loving you anyways."
A slight blush spread across the female's face at the male's words and she couldn't help but smile. "Who knew such a cold hearted man was capable of such words" she teased him. Sneering, Viktor looks at her and brings a finger to her chin. "Hmph...watch your tongue woman, I'm still your superior because of that deal we made."
For a second, Leblanc could feel her heart sink. "Even now he still cares about that deal? Aren't our feelings more important than that...?"
Sighing, Leblanc glances at the floor and rubs her arm slowly as though disappointed. Confused, the augmented male turns to look at his female lover. "What's with you suddenly?"
"It's nothing Viktor" she replied curtly, although it was an obvious lie. Her lips were in a tight frown and her eyes showed an eminent sadness. Shifting in place, the male scoots closer to the mage and places a hand upon her thigh. "We both know that's a lie. So come on now, out with it. What's wrong?"
Leblanc remained silent for a moment but soon opened her mouth to speak in a rather cold tone. "You still care about that stupid deal more than you do my own feelings. It upsets me to see I'm still only seen as your servant."
It took Viktor quite some time to process what he was being told. Even after he understood however, he didn't say a word. Slowly meeting the gaze of the mechanical male, Leblanc spoke. "Well? Are you going to say anything?"
Viktor lets out a defeated sigh and shakes his head as he turns his head away, avoiding the female's eyes. "You're far too stubborn, you know that woman? But not only that, you're a fool to think I only see you as a servant. Perhaps my word choice there was at fault and I apologize," the male began to say as he slowly returned his gaze to Leblanc and placed his hand over hers reassuringly. "I love you, woman. Those are words I haven't said in ages and I don't just throw those words out so often."
Leblanc at first remained with her hurt and cold eyes on Viktor but after he placed his hand over hers, the expression on her face softened. Her lips gently turn into a smile and she wipes her eyes that had begun to water. "Thank you, herald...I love you too." With a nod, Viktor stands up and grunts while offering his hand to the woman who still sat on his bed. "Well if we're done with that, come with me. I have something I wish to show you."
Puzzled, Leblanc takes the males mechanical arm and as she is pulled up, she clings to the herald's arm with a smile. "What surprise do you have in store for me?"
Scoffing, Viktor glances at Leblanc with an unimpressed look as he began to walk out of the bedroom and down the set of stairs. "Its hardly a surprise. More or less me revealing something to you that I think you may appreciate" he explains as they reach the bottom of the steps. Chuckling lightly, the female mage shakes her head and gently traces her hand along Viktor's chest. "That's called a surprise, dear."
"Hmph...either way just follow me would you, woman?" he says as he began to stride down the long hallway where the trail of wires helped to clear the path ahead of them. It would have been a lie if Leblanc had said she wasn't confused as to why they were heading to the herald's throne. There didn't seem to be anything else there or out of the ordinary from what the female could see. "He didn't just bring me here to boast about his throne, did he?" Leblanc thought to herself but then ignored the thought, realizing how silly it sounded. To her surprise, Viktor reaches down by the arm stand at his throne and presses what appears to be a button which somehow summons a rod that emerges from the center of the throne.
Watching in awe, Leblanc tilts her head and squints as though trying to get a closer look at what the rod contained. As she looks, she is able to see that the rod happened to hold what appeared to be a flash drive which Viktor takes in between his fingers to show off to the female sorceress. "What is that?" Leblanc asks with curiosity as she leaned in to stare at the design that surrounded the flash drive. "The key to bringing the glorious evolution to light" the augmented male boasts as he raises the flash drive above his head, almost as though it were some holy object.
When the male sees that Leblanc still appeared puzzled he let out a sigh and began to explain. "Inside this is information which holds the process in creating the perfect artificial intelligence. Just think about it, if something were perfect, it would go beyond our own evolution! Humans use what, ten percent of their brain? Imagine an A.I. capable of going all the way-the full one hundred percent!"
It was obvious to the female now what Viktor was saying-he had somehow developed a perfect A.I. which would easily be able to surpass that of humans. "If you already have such a powerful tool in the palm of your hands, why is it you don't use it?" she asks him while stroking her chin thoughtfully.
Scoffing, Viktor shakes his head as though unimpressed by the question. "Isn't that obvious? We're talking about a perfect A.I. Leblanc. If I were to activate it, who's to say it wouldn't turn on me and rebel? It's far too powerful to simply be activated without being limited. That's what I'm working on at the moment. If I don't somehow restrain that power, I won't be able to control it-no one will" Viktor explained.
The female sorceress thought long snd hard before nodding as though she understood and then smiling at the male. "Dear, may I see it?" she asks the male with her arm extended.
For a moment the machine herald was confused as to what she wanted but soon after he looks at the flash drive and hesitates. Although it was true he loved Leblanc, he wasn't sure if handing it to her would be the best idea. Not that he didn't trust her but if she dropped it or somehow managed to be clumsy enough the data would be ruined.
"Very well" Viktor finally managed to speak out as he hands over the flash drive, letting it fall into Leblanc's palm. Smiling softly, the female glances at the flash drive with curiosity, turning it and examining it with awe.
As she began to turn away from the herald to examine it further, she whispered, "I'm sorry Viktor."
Confused, Viktor looks over at the female as though uncertain if he had heard right or not. Seconds later he realized his mistake.
Leblanc had quickly spun around and pointed her staff at him, rooting him in place as she fired off a magical particle at him. Grunting, the augmented male twitches in place as he struggles to move but is unable too. Even his death ray seemed immobile as he tried to aim it at the woman who had restrained him.
"Leblanc! What's the meaning of this!?" Viktor yells out in an angered tone. The female chose not to say a word, her back still too him as she walked down the herald's steps with the flash drive in her grasp. "Woman! Answer me!" the augmented male snaps in a harsh tone that causes Leblanc to stop in her tracks. With a sigh, the female shakes her head and slowly turns to look at Viktor with calm and unamused eyes.
"You ask what the meaning of this is? That is quite simple. I'm taking your data on this perfect A.I. to Swain. He will be most pleased to learn that we can perfect our Noxian troops" Leblanc tells the male in a straight face, no emotions flowing through her expression.
Lowly growling, Viktor tries to move but is still unable to as his movement proves useless. Shaking his head furiously he glances at the woman he had loved with a look of utter anger and detest. "So all this was just a trick? You were deceiving me the whole time?"
For a moment, the female mage didn't say a word. She only stared back into the male's face with a blank look, almost unimpressed by his question. With a sigh, Leblanc rolls her eyes and opens her mouth to speak. "Of course I was deceiving you, how daft can you be herald? And here I thought you were smart. It turns out you're pretty weak and vulnerable when a woman acts all innocent and interested in you."
It was then that Viktor had finally stopped to struggle, his body slumping as his gaze remained on Leblanc. "Then tell me...is it true you never loved me?"
"Love? Are you serious? I'm Leblanc the deceiver, you fool. I don't need love" she tells him coldly, then turning on her heels to walk off. Perhaps he had been imagining it but the machine herald could have sworn that he saw the female's expression soften when he had asked her the question. In fact it seemed her eyes showed sadness for a brief second.
"Leblanc!" Viktor snarls out in a hostile tone, using all of his strength to suddenly attempt and break free from the magical spell that had been placed on him. Surprisingly although it was hardly any real progress, Viktor manages to move an inch forward although his mechanical body could be heard slightly creaking as though he were bending the metal in his body by forcing himself forward. "If I so much as catch a glimpse of you ever again, you're dead woman! Dead!"
Although Leblanc didn't stop or turn around after hearing Viktor's words, her expression actually did happen to falter. What the augmented male had seen for that short second earlier hadn't been his imagination-she truly was torn at having to leave the male yet even so continued on, leaving the male alone as he continued to yell and swear after her.
It wasn't until she was out of his sight that Viktor finally could move once more. Immediately afterwards he rushes towards the front entrance of his hideout, pushing the massive door open and looking around frantically for Leblanc. There was no sign of her however-any trace she may have left was completely unseen most likely due to the magic she used to cover her tracks.
With a final yell, Viktor stares up into the sky and raises his staff as he calls upon his chaos storm to destroy the area in front of him. In just seconds the entire surrounding area was now covered in utter ruin, static shocks steaming from the ground after the blast had occurred. There had been no point to the sudden outburst but it had been something that Viktor needed to get out of his system.
Sighing deeply, the male clutches his staff tightly before turning back and heading into his lair muttering three words intended for the woman who had betrayed him, "You will suffer."