Originally Posted by Hellfire014

Taric is stalking Ezreal. I thought you knew that? Jax seems like the type to spend some time fishing once in a while. Kayle and Morgana are probably getting into some cat-fights while Malphite sneakily turns the surrounding area into mud. Nasus goes to the desert, and Rammus is probably playing Sonic and calling him a ripoff XD.



"BREAKOUT FROM CELL 413! I REPEAT: BREAKOUT FROM CELL 413! THIS IS NOT A DRILL."

S***, this isn't good. I thought, as I ran down the dull gray hallway of the League Penitentiary. I heard this thing took out twenty of our best just to get it here. How are we going to contain it?

I meet up with a group of guards, 50 strong, their weapons trained on the seven inch magic enhanced mithril door twenty feet away. "Alright men! If you haven't already, apply your sedative poison to your arrows, and blades," ordered the Warden, "this door is the only way it can go to get out of here, we can NOT let it escape to the outside! We have roughly two minutes until it gets here."

"W-what should we d-do, sir?" asked a young, new recruit.
"Throw everything you got at it. Kill it if you have to. But in the meantime: pray. Pray this beast doesn't butcher you, like it does the mindless minions of the Rift."

Two minutes passed. Two endlessly-long nerve-wracking minutes. Suddenly, a loud BANG from the door. Five more followed. "Heh, stupid beast, nothing can break down that door." one guard stated. Another bang, this time with a dent. "Are you so sure?" another guard asked. The fiend bashed the door several more times, adding more dents with each strike.

"WEAPONS READY!" shouted the Warden, we all readied a poisoned arrow. "DRAW!" We pulled our arrows back. Suddenly, the doors explodes outward, flying threw and killing thirty of the guards, the beast shrouded in dust. "SHOOT!" We let loose our arrows, and the beast charged, a primal roar echoing throughout the prison.

.................................................. .

It was a slaughter. All of us lay dead or dying. Who am I kidding, I'm the only one still alive, but with the blood I've lost, it won't be for long. The monstrosity appeared unharmed, though covered in the blood of my comrades. As it turned to leave, I coughed up some blood, making it stop. "Go to hell where you belong, freak!" I said, knowing those would be my final words. "Go?" It asked, turning around to look at me, a maniacal grin adorning its face. It grabbed me roughly by the neck, and I hung there, limp.

"Mundo will go where he pleases."

and all I knew, was darkness.





...I was in a fanfictiony mood atm