So… Since my request for a name for an OC got ignored by most of you, I'll stick with one of my own… If you are new to this series and just thought: 'I'm bored, I'll just read this terrible content' then feel free to roast me on how bad my content is. Also, we're about to hit 1000 views! If we do, I am going to give you guys a 4000 word chapter! Stay tuned.
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Jason's POV:
Execution… the word hung in the air as Tenbu spoke of it. I guess my time had come to an end. Well, I guess I should probably start praying…
I lay back onto my bed, quietly thinking about how I was going to die. Knowing I was going to die, I gave up on hope. I gave up on Whitney and the others coming to save me. This was the end. I had failed on my journey to redemption.
Slowly my senses drifted like a boat on the sea away from the shore that was my consciousness.
I awoke startled, to the sound of alarms buzzing all around my cell.
"Everybody, to the gates! We have company!" I heard one yell. From this, I'm guessing that this building had a castle like structure… I mean I technically am in a quite old prison…
"We'll keep the prisoner here, no matter what! Now go!" I heard Rabia's voice shout from the outside
I was confused, why was there so much commotion?
Suddenly, a few figures appeared in front of my cell doors. They were: Rengar, Tenbu and Rabia. They had deadpanned looks in their eyes. They were serious about not letting me out…
The robots from last night seemed to have gone to battle…
I sighed, rolled back onto my bed, and started to sleep.
Sharja's POV:
A few hours ago:
Teleportation makes you feel nauseous. At first you feel a small dizziness, next you feel the urge to puke and a horrible headache, and last you actually puke and feel exhausted while falling onto the ground.
I staggered to my feet as I grasped the bricks on the wall for support. Everyone else except for Faker seemed to be in a similar state…
We had been teleported to the main gates with the distraction team. We picked a good time to teleport here. No guards were here at the moment and the sky was still dark. My team jumped over the walls of their castle.
The building was huge. It towered over the whole city behind us which glowed faintly in the twilight. Dawnbreak was near. We needed to act fast.
Kha'Zix and I took the lead, followed by Butterfly and Riven. Faker took the rear mainly because we needed someone to stay on guard while we were running at inhuman speeds.
I looked out the narrow slots that acted as windows for us. The sun had risen. The skies were grayish. Nobody seemed to have found us yet.
We split into two, Kha'Zix, Faker and I were to search underground, while Butterfly and Riven would search above ground. The soldiers had started to turn their attention to the gates, we had to act quickly before they came back.
We searched the basement, no luck. Nothing was there to signal that he was here. When we thought all hope was lost, we heard his voice.
"Let go of me!" Jason's voice screamed, barely audible. It came from under us, one floor I'd say.
We jumped down a couple flights of stairs to find Jason being held by his arms. A lion- presumably Rengar was standing behind him, preventing him from escaping. By Jason's side, stood a man who had curly brown hair and… Tenbu.
"I'll take the kitty." Kha'Zix snarled as he prepared to leap at Rengar.
"I suppose I'm taking on Nightblue3." Faker announced as he took a defensive stance.
"I'll take Tenbu." I growled.
It happened in a flash, Kha'Zix leapt at Rengar, and slashed as his chest. Rengar dodged swiftly to the left. I charged at Tenbu and threw my shuriken at her. She dodged the first blow, but got hit by it when it came spinning back towards me. She was hit in the thigh, she would not be fast enough in our fight. Nightblue3 pounced at Faker, Faker took a yellow card from his chest and threw it towards Nightblue3, immobilizing him for a few seconds.
Tenbu did a somersault backwards and motioned for me to follow her to another room. I did so, knowing Tenbu, she was not the type to play tricks, her assassination only required her own skill and her poison.
We went into a room with dim lighting, perfect for the both of us. We were trained to be assassins, now was the time to show our progress. She was titled: The shadow dancer. I was the one that was titled: The hawk-blade ninja. It was time to end this.
I threw my shuriken, trying to bait her ultimate: Shadow flash (Edgy but real), but she wasn't naive enough to step into my trap. She somersaulted to the left and dashed towards me. My shuriken was coming back, landed on my palm and spun slowly. I dashed towards her and used my shuriken to land a strike on her side. I failed. She saw through this and dodged to the right and used her "star of the assassin" move to stun me. My sight became a blur and Tenbu had stepped into the shadows. I was alone.
It took a couple of seconds to remove the nauseous feeling. Luckily I had a stronger immunity system to poisons and felt nothing after those few seconds.
I heightened my senses, 'Listen to every movement around you' my father taught me, 'only then, will you truly master the art of the assassin.' I concentrated for a few minutes, as expected of Tenbu. I could not see or hear her, but I could smell the faint stench of blood. I smiled, no matter how hard she tried to hide it, she couldn't.
I charged towards the direction the stench was coming from. I was right. There stood Tenbu, ready to strike me once I lowered my guard. I raised my shuriken and brought it down on her. She could not use her ultimate in time so she took the hit hard. She was jabbed in her lower rib with my shuriken, her blood was now slowly rolling onto the ground.
"Finish me off." She growled, "You were here for that anyway weren't you?"
"Before I kill you, I must ask you, do you regret killing my father?" I questioned.
"I…" She started as she looked away, "Don't feel regret."
"You're lying." I stated, "You wouldn't say that you feel nothing, if you have tears flowing down from your eyes."
"I… Yes, I do feel regretful, I was afraid at the time, I didn't know what else I could do to defend myself."
"It's alright now, you are forgiven." I smiled, "If you truly want to redeem yourself, join us and fight back for the human race."
"Will you let me?"
"Yes."
"Thank you."
Kha'Zix's POV:
Our battle had continued from the start. Faker had switched multiple times from the card master and the master of the shadows to the rogue mage. Nothing was working quite well. Nightblue3 would switch from Rengar to the bestial huntress. I was not sure how long we could hold. Both sides were not in their best state, but we had a slight disadvantage. Faker didn't have enough mana to use any of the card master's tricks. Rengar and Nightblue3 didn't need mana, but they were quite damaged as well.
Master was standing on our side, but he couldn't really do anything since he was drained of mana. I couldn't really do anything, but I was doing decent damage to them. Rengar and I would use our ultimates occasionally to ambush the summoners, but we would fail in doing so because we had no vision in each other.
I used my ultimate once again and stood in position while waiting for Rengar's ultimate to stop. I had miscalculated. My ultimate deactivated first and Rengar leapt towards me. I couldn't dodge, I was stuck in my position. It was right before I was about to die, did someone pushed me out of the way, it was Jason.
Rengar's iron claws had stabbed through Jason's stomach and now he was coughing up blood. I stared at the sight before me. I could only feel rage as I leapt behind Rengar and slashed at his limbs. He doubled back in pain. I wasn't finished with him. I stabbed my claws through his chest. He rolled onto the ground, dead. I turned my attention to master to find that he was gone. I looked at Faker who shook his head, confused. Nightblue3 had retreated to somewhere else. Our mission, had failed.
Sharja's POV:
I held tightly to Tenbu as we slowly limped back to Faker and Kha'Zix. Jason was not there. I looked at them for an explanation, but they shook their heads. Luckily, they took down Rengar, who would be a nuisance to face in the future.
We explained everything to each other after that. How Jason saved Kha'Zix and how he was kidnapped under their noses. I explained that Tenbu wanted to be our ally as she bowed. They agreed to take her in.
We went outside the castle silently until we were back at the gates with Natalya and the others. The only problem was, Riven and butterfly weren't there.
Riven's POV:
There I stood, knees quaking at the sight of a robot version of myself and Yasuo. Butterfly stood there as well confused. Now was definitely the best time to fight back. As the robots drew their blades, we drew ours.
It all happened so fast, Butterfly had been stabbed in the side by Yasuo and lost conscious while I had been taking blows from the both of them. It ended swiftly. We had been defeated. The robots had no sense of pain or exhaustion, they were simply weapons for war.
I awoke in a dark room. Beside me were Butterfly, Rengar, who I used to see on the rift, and Jason. They were unconscious.
"I see you have woke up." A voice said, "It may be best for you to… Relax."
I spun around to see a jester holding a small vial in his hands, fiddling with it.
"Who… are you?" I asked slightly disgusted at his appearance. It was like a plagiarized version of Shaco…
"I am Mganga, the voodoo jester."
"Shaco wannabe." I sighed, "Admit it, you're that fan of Shaco that wanted to be cool and plagiarized his looks."
"I would suggest you not to say that, you are under my treatment, I could make you die in a matter of seconds."
I kept my mouth shut.
"Good," He smiled, "glad we could come to an agreement."
He walked away after a bit, and took everything in the room except for a few pieces of furniture. He had hauled Jason on his back and took him away. I was alone, awake. I needed to figure out how to escape.
My best guess would be that my allies had ran without us, that would be the best choice of action. They would not have survived if they stayed. I slowly fell asleep as I felt the pain in my bones and muscles when I tried to get up.
Sharja's POV:
Somehow, we reunited with the distraction team and retreated in almost one piece. We ran back to the shelter where their army could not interfere.
"Alright," I asked Tenbu as we entered the shelter, "What do they have?"
"What do you mean?" She answered.
"How many men, what's their average power level?" (Reference to Dragon Ball Z)
"They have an army of one billion undead controlled Mordekaiser, Marose, Preyta, Azzen'Ka, Thresh and Karthus."
I gulped. It was impossible for us to fight alone. We needed help. Who were we going to beg? It was useless. Nobody would be willing to help us. As our hope started to fade, a knock came on the door of the shelter.
A crowd of cloaked, hooded figures (Don't blame me for being cliche) each seemed to be very different. Stood at the doorway, waiting to enter. I let them in, not knowing who they were, but probably refugees from somewhere. They remained with their hoods on until they had all entered. One threw up their cloak and the rest followed, only then did we realize that lady luck had not abandoned us.
Everyone else (not mentioned in the list of our enemies) from the: League of Legends, Arena of Valor and Glory of Immortals stood there, proudly facing us.
"Did you call for help?" A teenage girl with blonde hair asked me, cheerfully, "Oh, I'm Lux by the way! What's your name?"
"I'm Sharja, nice to meet you Lux."
We spent the next hour greeting each other and knowing everyone. Everyone in the Arena of Valor were surprised to see Veera and Natalya here, but they kept their mouths shut. We discussed plans to take our allies back from their territory.
We decided to let all the tanks stay here to protect the shelter, the mages would act as distractions and the assassins and marksmen would invade the system. We would not fail a second time.
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