Hi everyone! If you don't already know, this is my first fanfiction. I have stated in my profile, and I will state here, that I don't feel like there's any substantial fanfiction if there's no romantic tension that isn't canon. A little romance goes a long way.

There is very, VERY, graphic scenes in this chapter, as well as lemony rape. I do NOT suggest reading this if you do not want to see it. A TL;DR will be posted at the bottom.

I don't own Rito, LOL, Any characters, etc etc etc.

Jhin: Hello there. I see you're not making your... "art".

Me: Plz Jhin I'm writing. Go away.

Jhin: Well now you have a deadline. Finish or I pull the trigger.

Me: *gulps* Ok I'll finish ;-; Well enjoy! Please don't shoot me Jhin ;-;

Sona groaned in exasperation.

She was so tired and fed up with her "fans" that she just wanted to slice their body parts, and hang their intestines and make festive streamers out of them. Bladders would be the balloons, and the game would be "place the eyes in the skull". Sona shuddered. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Morbid thoughts of violence and torture were worming their way into her mind. Perhaps it was a traumatic experience resurfacing, but Sona couldn't think of any traumatic experiences, except for one...

"Back off!" Sona jammed a harsh chord into her ethwal. "I'm warning you, I will not hesitate to slice you into bits!" The chord screamed at her assailant.

He smiled, and whispered in a soft, yet gravely voice:

"I only want to fire once into your body. That will be enough for me to create my art."

Sona screamed silently and unleashed all of her fury into blasting the man away. Her chord was so powerful that not only was the man stuck dancing and twirling, but one of his arms was chopped off as well. He fired, but it missed. His screams of agony could be heard as he was forced to dance, and dance. Sona could not help but feel satisfied that such an evil entity was captured in such an agonizing position. Dancing. Blood being violently ejected from where once his torso and arm met. The man screamed in anguish. Screamed and laughed. He danced and danced, oblivious to the fact that Sona's music's effect had worn off.

"This! This is ART! See what you can do, Sona?"

The man screamed at Sona, taunting her with the blood flowing from him. His torso's blood pooled onto the ground. Torso and arm blood, mixing. Becoming one. He smiled. "Call me Jhin."

Sona pulled her hair in frustration. Didn't the League know better than to stick that man with her in the same building? She was going to slice his body in more than just his arm. In fact, she was going to make that chord slip silently into his throat, and into his lungs. She was going to make him pay. Perhaps not now though. She had to have an official diplomatic meeting with Demacia and Ionia. Relations were strained, and Jhin entering the League was NOT going to help matters.

Meanwhile, Jhin stalked the shadows, glancing at Sona's marvelous body. The sculpted breasts, the voluminous hair, and her beautiful face. It was going to be so much better once he was finished with her. He silently thought about the wonderful acts of art they could achieve together. Sona had shown her talent to him already. If they were partners, imagine the masterpieces they could create! It would be beautiful for everyone to behold their wonderful acts! Jhin smiled, and walked behind Sona with silent, rapid footsteps.

'I'm being followed, I'm being followed, I'm being followed,' Sona thought to herself. 'I need to find out who's following me.' Sona swiftly turned a corner, into a crowded hall of League Champions. In one corner, she saw Gragas, chugging down some Craggy Ice. She glanced around. Garen was smiling at Katarina, while Lux was laughing as loudly as she could. Talon and Quinn were in a corner, both of them sitting, staring and talking. Swain and Leblanc seemed to embrace, then they fought. Then they seemed as if they were going to make amends, then they fought again. Janna, Yasuo, and Riven were comparing who's wind was the strongest. Shen was standing in a triangle formation with Akali and Kennen. A purple triangle, faintly visible, glowed in between the three keepers of balance. Pantheon and Leona were chatting away about battle tactics, while Teemo was being punched by Lee Sin for attempting to fire a blinding dart at him. Karma was soothing Shaco down, and talking about psychological matters, while Nocturne and Fiddlesticks were possessing people briefly, then leaving, cackling. Singed was drinking his potions, and Twitch was throwing his poisons. It was filled with champions of all shapes and sizes, and Sona thought she would be safe here. She turned back, trying to make out who her follower was.

A harsh whisper, blotting out the sounds of the room, pierced her ear.

"Let's. Make. Art."

Jhin smiled as he whispered with his harsh voice into Sona's ear. Sona blasted Jhin away out of reflex, knocking him to the ground. Xin Zhao and Jarvan IV noticed immediately, and came over to investigate. Sona used her music to display her anger, and Jarvan IV, having read about Sona's profile in a non stalkerly manner, had Jhin thrown out of the general hall. Jarvan VI smiled at Sona. "Are you all right?" He asked her. Sona plinked a calm tune, conveying her satisfaction. Xin and Jarvan walked off, leaving Sona left alone.

"You can't get rid of me that easily."

Jhin smiled as he purred into Sona's ear. Sona was shocked. Didn't Jarvan just kick him out? Sona was frightened, and tried to pluck her ethwal. Jhin tutted, and snatched the ethwal away from Sona.

"Let's have a little fun." Jhin's eyes glinted, as he savored each word that came out of his mouth.

Jhin dragged Sona out of the room. Sona cried as she saw everyone minding their own business, not noticing a mute musician being taken away.

After a few minutes, Jhin roughly threw Sona against the wall. He pressed his body against hers, and began to rub her through her cloth.

"You've grown quite a bit, haven't you?" Jhin grinned. Sona was disgusted, and her defiance shone through her eyes.

Jhin decided that her defiance was annoying, and didn't contribute to the mood he was trying to set. He pulled her dress up. That action was met with instant thrashing by Sona. She kicked and tried to scream, but no sound came out. Jhin only chuckled as he saw her undergarments. Simple, but beautiful. He pulled them down slightly, earning an arch of the back by Sona. Sona's eyes widened as she realized what Jhin was going to do. She had never been touched this way before by anyone, so she was extremely sensitive to the pleasure of a simple rub of cloth. She didn't want her virginity to be taken from her, but that seemed like what Jhin wanted to do.

Jhin began to rub his finger over Sona's entrance, smiling as she began to excrete liquids. Jhin wormed his finger into the enterance, going deeper and deeper without piercing her hymen. Sona was frightened, as she knew what was going to happen. Jhin smiled, and pulled down his pants. An already erect shaft, bulging with veins and need, began to lower itself closer and closer. Sona had to find a way to fight, but she was powerless. Weak and shivering, she didn't know what to do. Jhin began to enter her, eliciting more erotic movement from Sona. Jhin smiled as he met the resistance of Sona's hymen. Sona's tears broke as she knew her hymen would.

"Halt!" A resounding voice echoed through the halls. "Get off the fair maiden!"

Jhin grimaced. He thought he could make beautiful art with a perfect mood of terror; of tears running on cheeks as smooth as a porcelain doll, and pleasure beyond their wildest dreams, but he knew that if he wanted to take his prize, it needed to be now.

Sona breathed a sigh of relief at the voice. "I'm saved," she thought, until suddenly, a sharp pain seared through her entrance. Sona gasped. Her mind couldn't comprehend what had happened. Jhin had taken advantage of Sona's distraction and broke Sona's most sacred seal. Sona's tears leaked once more. She could not move; she could not stay still. She collapsed, like a puppet with cut strings.

"Sona!"

"Sona!"

"Sona!"

Sona heard voices calling her. It didn't matter. The man she hated most had not only aroused her, but taken her virginity. And the most surprising thing? She had enjoyed the sensation. It felt so amazing just to feel a man touch her in those sacred places. She smiled, then it began to fade. Those places were not holy anymore. Sona felt something towards Jhin. It wasn't love, but it wasn't hate. It was determination to turn the tables onto him.

Sona had wondered what it would be like to have Jhin actually sleep with her. Sure, it would be disgusting, but Sona was determined to do whatever it took in order to exact revenge. Her exact plan was to let Jhin think he had Sona in his grasp of love, and she would request to play a piece for him. Jhin at this point, drunk on love, would hypothetically let her do so, whereupon she would play a piercing note that sliced his penis off. Sona winced at the thought of it, but she knew she had to do it, or she would never move on.

Sona knocked. Jhin answered. He dragged her in, and she didn't fight.

This is when Jhin knew something was wrong.

Sona began taking off her clothes, article by article, until she was completely nude save for some lingerie and a very revealing bra. She began to press them into Jhin's face. His mind grew fuzzy and warm, and he was taken into Sona's embrace. They began to work at a slow and steady pace; Jhin was panting, and Sona was moaning very loudly. "More! MORE!" She screamed.

Jhin felt himself coming close. He didn't know if he could hold on much longer, and he yelped when he finally came. He slowly slid out his still erect member out of Sona's lubricated vagina. She blushed, thinking about how good it felt. Jhin smiled, and began to sleep. Sona quietly crept off the bed, put on her clothes, and just as she was about to exit, she quickly grabbed her ethwal and strung a few high pitched notes. The notes sliced through the air, and suddenly, Jhin was screaming in agony.

"AHHH! THE PAIN! THE BLOOD! THE BEAUTY!"

As Jhin screamed, his face took a devilish turn. He grabbed the surprised Sona and slowly rubbed her face with his severed penis. She was frozen in terror, and her wide open eyes screamed for mercy. Jhin nodded, and grabbed his pistol. Sona gasped, and got up quickly, trying to run away. She was too late. Jhin shot four bullets. The first two missed. The next one hit her spine. Sona screamed silently as she fell.

"To lose not only your voice but your movement as well. Such is a shame." Jhin whispered, and shot her through the neck with his final bullet.