This chapter will be our very first, long arc. This will also mark the start of a new villain that we haven't seen before. To go along with a new villain, we want a new champion. So I hereby announce that you, yes you, will have to PM me for any champion from: League of Legends, Glory of Immortals or Arena of Valor that you want to see in the next chapter
Honorable Mentions: Game Master 2000 for lending me the courage to write this.
Warning: Foul Language
Disclaimer (For anyone reading this low quality content): I do not own anything Riot Games (Rito Games if you prefer) or any other of these games or their companies, this is a purely fan-made story and I hope you will enjoy it (if you read it of course).
Jason's POV:
I feel like someone's pet, being ordered around, acting like someone's boyfriend all the time when I'm not. If it weren't for my kind soul, I actually would not want to deal with them. Last night made me feel guilty, not only was I cheating on someone I kissed but also, I made Sharja cry! That actually made me feel bad. I mean I didn't mean to make her cry! She just sorta… Started crying herself.
"Damn you Kyomugami!" I screamed towards the sky like a psychopath as my phone rang.
"You called?" The asshole up in the sky replied on his phone. (No I did not intend to make a God joke)
"You know what, nevermind, I'm done with this fanfic, I'm moving to "Project: Earth" or something, at least I'll get paid!" (By the way if there are any Project: Earth fans out there, I love that fanfic too!)
"Sure, just don't come crying and coming back saying that nobody wanted you!"
Damn, he got me there. I actually had nowhere to go huh… The asshole turned off his phone and the call dropped. Someday when I have better internet connections, definitely going to dislike this fanfic and write bad reviews on it…
That aside, I waited for my instructor for magic once again in the main hall.
Nightblue3's POV:
Boxbox and I were on a recon mission in Hong Kong. Everywhere seemed quite normal, considering the fact that nobody was actually on the streets so the void beasts would not hunt around here. Then we saw it. Large, gaping holes in the walls and the ground, the holes had scorches on them, meaning it was definitely not a void beast's doing. I informed Boxbox and we decided to hide and wait for someone to come along. Since my powers come from Rengar, I could leap from where I was hiding.
Our targets came in an hour or so. A young male with dark hair, alongside two females with silver and dark hair. We observed them for a bit as they argued, and soon, we had confirmed it. They were the ones that caused destruction. The male was letting out energy bolts while the female with dark hair was instructing.
From our lookout I pounced, as I struck the male, pinning him down to the ground. Boxbox followed closely readying his knives. He threw his bouncing blade on the two while simultaneously shunpoing to the knife, slashing at the two females from behind. The two instantly fell, as they smiled towards the male. The females emitted a small glow, and disappeared, not that it mattered. We turned our attention to the boy who was currently pinned down on the floor, unconscious.
"Sorry kid, but this was part of our mission." I muttered as I hauled him onto my shoulder.
Jason's POV:
"Where am I?" I muttered as my eyes crept open.
I looked around the place, definitely not the shelter. I recalled what happened back there. Two men, one skinny one large attacked from a blind spot. I couldn't really remember their faces but I am definitely sure that we were the only ones there. With Yin and Yang returning to my mental world, which I knew by them telling me, there was literally no way of me able to return safely.
I was in a cell, brick walls and iron bars were the only things around me. There wasn't really any furniture except for a bed…
"I see you've come to your senses." A voice echoed throughout my cell.
I spun towards the direction it came from. In front of me, was a man with short, curled hair with a small moustache. He was not as pale as Whitney and the others, but definitely pale…
"Who… are you?" I asked while backing away, "Where am I?"
"Rejoice, Lord Mordekaiser has taken a liking to your abilities and will take you under his wing."
"Still doesn't explain who you are." I responded curtly.
"Doesn't one introduce himself before he asks the name of another?"
"Jason, Jason Lam." I snarled, "You?"
"I am Nightblue3, also known as Rabia Yazbek." He stated in an emotionless tone.
"Right…"
"I am ordered to bring you to milord's room."
"What if I refuse?"
"Then my partner and I," he said while jabbing his thumb towards his right, "will teach you not to disobey."
I followed his finger to see he was pointing to a grey lion with iron claws and a scar on its left eye. The mark seemed to look like Kha'Zix's claw marks, but I decided to ignore it for now.
"I guess I'll follow." I mumbled.
We walked down a dark corridor filled with cell-doors and iron bars. I could hear groans or cries of agony as we walked past the doors, each which would make me cringe in fear.
We arrived at a large metal door stained with a red substance which smelled sour and rotten. I couldn't tell if it was blood or not, but it would look like it if I were to guess.
Rabia opened the door and stepped in. I stood behind him as he bowed to the figure that stood before him. The figure wore a helmet and a suit of armour, his eyes- large red orbs, gleaming in the empty, dark space of his helmet.
I felt a slight headache when I saw his form there, sitting on his throne made of different types of metal. That was when a scene flashed before my eyes: I saw myself standing there in front of a black hole. I dragged the armoured man came out of the portal, he dragged his comrades out, while my back was turned. Then the scene disappeared, like it never was there to begin with.
"You… look familiar…" the armoured man said.
I kept silent, not saying anything.
"Milord, should I force the words out of him?" Rabia suggested.
"No need, he probably has no use for us, throw him back to his cell." The armoured man answered.
"Very well sir." Rabia obeyed. Rabia turned to me and introduced the armoured man to me, "That is Lord Mordekaiser, always use Lord before his name."
I nodded promptly, knowing that their powers might overwhelm mine.
Whitney's POV:
Missing in action. Jason, Yin and Yang were missing. We sat silently around the dining table, mouths shut. Van attempted to break the silence but was interrupted by the glares of everyone else.
"Great," I finally said, "now the hope of the world has been kidnapped. Any plans to bring him back?"
Everyone looked at me as if I was speaking a foreign language. After a moment of realization we started thinking what to do. That was when we had some guests.
A man, a tad bit younger than the age of thirty stood outside with seven other hooded figures. He opened his mouth and spoke in a thick Korean accent (guess who it is), "Can we enter?"
"Sure." I answered as I walked over.
The four simultaneously lifted their hoods to reveal themselves. It was SKT T1, the "Gods" of the game back when League of Legends was a game. Rumors say that they were protecting their homeland very well, but… Why were they in Hong Kong?
"Thank you," Their leader- the man bowed, "I am Faker, leader of my team."
"Whitney Wong, nice to meet you."
"Let's get down to business, shall we?" Faker simply stated, he apparently had no interest in small talk, "As you may know, we have immense magical powers but we are incapable of fighting back."
I nodded as he continued, "Although a few days ago I felt a powerful magic source from around here… Any ideas?"
I felt the urge to sigh but kept it in and tried to be positive.
"That… Might have been our missing ally…" I laughed sheepishly.
Their mouths hung open as I finished the sentence. The fact that Jason was missing in action seemed to shock them hard time. Finally they came back to their senses, "Well, we ought to find him." Faker uttered.
"Yeah… about that. We don't know what happened to him…" I trailed off.
"Don't worry, I got that covered."
Faker drew a card (guess which one of his mains this is) and shut his eyes.
"Does the guy have brownish-black eyes and black hair?" He asked.
"Yes." I replied, unsure about what he was gonna do.
He stood still for a few minutes, silent as ever.
Finally, he sighed in both exhaust and disappointment, "No hope of getting him right now."
"Why so?" I questioned curiously.
"Nightblue3's with him, he has his pet- Rengar there as well."
At this, Kha'Zix started hissing, "Nightblue3 and Rengar… Haven't heard those names for a long time…"
We all turned to him with confused faces. His past was a bit secretive…
"Nightblue3 used to summon me a lot in the fields of Justice… but he would always pick Rengar over me…" Kha'Zix spoke once again, "Count me in, I would like some revenge on that kitty."
We all chuckled at the sight of the void beast showing fury.
"One more person was there," Faker announced as we turned attention to him, "there was a woman with purple skin, white hair and a mask covering her mouth… Any ideas?"
"I know her." Sharja spat with a scowl on her face, "It's Tenbu, I should've known she joined their side. Count me in, she will taste my vengeance."
We were silent at her words. Sharja had a mysterious past, one that has not been especially mentioned among us, but finally it had come to light.
"What happened between you two?" I asked in a caring tone.
"She killed my father. She had my father's love and care, but what did she do? She killed my father in cold blood and took everything from me." She roared.
We kept silent. We weren't in the position to comfort her. We had known nothing of her.
"Well," Faker said out of the blue, "my ultimate works once every day and I used it once to see your ally, we're going to save him tomorrow!"
Kha'Zix's POV:
How my blood boiled when I heard those names. Especially Rengar. I will feast on him and prove that I am the ultimate predator. He will not see us coming.
I was in my room or prison you might say. It was boring without master's jokes and pathetic face to laugh at. I chuckled at the thought of his face.
We would leave tomorrow where Faker would teleport us to their base. Faker, Sharja, Butterfly, Riven and I would be busting in to find master while Whitney, Diana, Airi and Natalya, would act as distractions at the doors. Violet, Veera, Sona and Raphael would remain here as guards.
I sharpened my claws before I slept, always remembering to sharpen them would be a way to become the strongest. Which was what my parents used to say until the day that I left to hunt in the outside world. I wonder what they're doing…
Sharja's POV:
Tenbu. She will be dead once I find her. She can run, but she can't hide from me. I smiled a devious smile, I planned her death, she would die painfully by my hands. Suddenly, a thought cut deep into my head: 'Would Jason do that to someone?' this thought echoed in my head dozens of times. On one hand, I could get revenge. On the other, I could hear her out and let her live and give her a second chance… What was the most human thing to do?
I rolled around on my bed thinking about this, finally I decided my answer. I would best her and see if she had a heart for change. If she did, I would pardon her. If she did not, I would kill her instantly.
Tomorrow would be the day that would end our battle.
Jason's POV:
Apparently after I returned to my cell I had three new guards, they were all robots. One was apparently a samurai (obvious references to Project: Earth up ahead), another, a replica of Kha'Zix, and finally, a replica of Riven (skin that I wish would exist- Project: Riven).
I sat on my cell's bed, thinking about what I could do to bust out. Nothing came to mind. My powers would probably be unable to bust through hard crystal walls that were impenetrable.
"How you doing in the cell?" a voice asked.
I turned to see it was my jailor- Tenbu- snickering at the sight of me looking glum.
"Pretty well, it's not too shabby for a prison." I answered (Nightblue3 reference).
"Well, better get comfortable, you've got a big day ahead of you tomorrow."
"What do you mean?"
"We decided that you have no use for us, so therefore we'll execute you tomorrow."
"What?" I exclaimed in horror.
That is it for this chapter Ladies and Gentlemen. I'm sorry this came out so late, I have school to attend to, so I have to those matters first… Anyway, this fanfic usually updates in no more than a week if you're new here. Until next time- Kyomugami