Chapter 3: Sumoners Rift
"Welcome everyone, young and old, to another exciting League battle!" The announcer casted, live to all of Runeterrra, his voice excited and lively, "today we have a very special match for you! A battle of the Void in mid lane! On the Purple side we have...KASSADIN!" He announced loudly as the crowd went into an uproar. "And on Blue side... MALZAHAR!" The crowd erupted once more, eating up every moment of the man’s enthusiasm, "accompanying Kassadin will be: the beautiful and lawful, Caitlyn, the strong and noble, Jarvan IV, the mystical mistress of music, Sona, and finally, heading to the jungle, The Senechal of Demacia himself Xin Zhao!!!" More cheering and a few Demacians exploded from the crowd, "and assisting the serpent-like Malzahar is the disgusting, oozing Kog' Maw, the monster of metal, Mordekeiser, the cruel baker, Morgana, and finally, heading to the jungle, the beast of Zaun, it's Warwick!" The crowd roared with excitement.
Back on the battlefield the teams were preparing for the fight to come.
"Mordekeiser," Morgana said as they were making purchases at the platform.
"What?" Mordekeiser asked very bluntly.
"I want in."
"I'm no fool! Renekton's planning something. He's after his brother! Nasus and my sister are very… close. If he's hunting for Nasus, that'll lead me to my sister."
"Hmph, so, why should I let you-"
"Because my men on the inside far out number yours," she interrupted very demandingly
"Fine then, I suppose Renekton can't complain with a like mind around," Mordekeiser flung his mace on his massive shoulder pad. "Just let the battle play out naturally. We'll be moving out of here soon. When we do, head to mount Targon immediately."
"The place the new girl came from? Why? What's-"
"To many questions can get a person killed."
"Hmph, I'd like to see you-"
"Minions are spawning, minions are spawning!" Kog' Maw shouted as he ran down towards the bottom lane.
"You'd better be pulling your weights," Warwick growled as he headed towards the blue golem
"Letsss get this started," Malzahar said moving toward the middle lane of the battlefield.
On the other side of the field...
"Kassadin, I understand that dirty law breaker has hurt you but-"
"Save it Caitlyn. I don't want to hear it." Kassadin retorted in a spiteful tone.
"She speaks the truth. Remember your mission. Do not let your anger get ahead of you," Xin Zhao interjected.
Sona looked back and forth between everyone, smiled, and then played a calming chime hoping to lighten the mood.
"Hehe. Thank you, Sona. I'm glad you're so cheery. This seriousness can really bring a girl down," Caitlyn said, smiling happily at Sona.
"Minions are spawning girls, let Kassadin be. He won't do anything,” Jarvan stated, trailing his final words off into a mumble, “atleast I hope not.”
"Of course, my prince," Xin Zhao bowed and left toward the double golems, the first monsters on his jungle route.
In the jungle
"Hello there, Seneschal," Warwick, the Blood Hunter, said as he approached Xin Zhao finishing off the wraiths.
"Invading so soon? You've really gotten cocky," Xin Zhao smiled and readied his spear.
He charged Warwick. The blood hunter sidestepped the spear and pounded his massive paw down against Xin's chest. Xin Zhao staggered back, he headed into a nearby bush and drank a potion. Warwick made chase. The two confronted again closer to the Elder Red Lizard. Warwick pounced as Xin happily responded with his famous Three Talon Strike, launching Warwick into the air. Warwick landed less than gracefully, then proceeded to leap onto his opponent. He held Xin down and struck him repeatedly, healing his own wounds with each strike. Xin Zhao kicked the beast off, struck him with another charge and finished him off with a final great sweep.
"You're tougher then I thought," Xin said, panting as he stumbled to a bush to head back to his team’s platform. Before he could make his return, Mordekeiser appeared and, with a wave of his mace, he turned the weakened Xin Zhao into a ghost puppet.
Mordekeiser laughed before heading back to his lane.
In the middle lane
"So, how's the family Kass? Oops, did I strike a note? Sorry. Wouldn't want to be stepping on any toes," Malzahar taunted cockily.
"You!" Kassadin teleported through a void rift and struck out against Malzahar. With one wave he emitted a powerful pulse of energy.
"Impressive, but…" Malzahar paused and created a black pool of energy beneath Kassadin, "but you fell into my trap!" Malzahar looked into Kassadin’s eyes, suppressing him.
"No... you've fallen into mine!" Kassadin announced as Jarvan rushed Malzahar from the bushes concealing his position.
As Kassadin retreated from middle lane, Malzahar and Jarvan battled. Jarvan launched his lance at him. Barely dodging Jarvan’s assult, Malzahar attempted to retaliate, but Jarvan released his standard and lept onto Malzahar, and after only a few mighty blows, Jarvan managed to strike him down.
"Demacia!" Jarvan shouted into the crowd as they all went wild after the exciting display.
The battle went on, the combined efforts of Kog' Maw and Morgana in bottom lane proved too strong for Sona and Caitlyn. Their tower was the first to crumble. In response to the loss, Kassadin and Xin Zhao pulled off an amazing sneak attack in top lane, resulting in a tower, and a kill on Mordekeiser. After top lane went down, Warwick, Kog' maw, and Morgana killed the dragon in the forest, gaining each of their teammates 190 gold, and proceeded to push the middle lane. Kassadin and Xin Zhao were able to hold them off their tower and push them back. Now at a stand still, Mordekeiser’s plan went into effect.
Kassadin screamed out. He grabbed onto his chest, dropped his weapon, and fell to his knees in agonizing pain.
"Kassadin!" Caitlyn screamed as she began running over to him. Warwick quickly stepped out and intercepted her.
"Let's make this fun!" Warwick howled as he attacked the Sheriff. Horror coursed through her veins with the realization that she was alone, injured, and trapped.
Warwick dashed at her, striking out. He could tell in that last grab, he was able to shred flesh. In a desperate attempt to escape, Caitlyn launched her net at Warwick. He instantly shredded the net and suppressed Caitlyn, sending her back to her platform.
"Well, well, Kassadin," Warwick said, standing over the Riftwalker as Malzahar approached, "what are you gonna do?"
Kassadin looked up wearily at the Prophet and Warwick, still clenching his chest. "What...What did you..." he said breathing heavily.
"Me?" Malzahar laughed, "You make too many assumptions."
"Who else?" Kassadin asked.
"You get one guess," Mordekeiser said before bringing his mace down on Kassadin’s back.
"You," Kassadin coughed, "but, why are you...?"
[/b]In the summoner’s chambers[b]
"Hey!" One of the summoners shouted, "What are you doing? He's too injured. Hurry up and call him-" he started before falling over, a dagger sticking out of his back.
"That was easy," Revinold said, removing his cloak.
"Well, you know what they say: take pride in your work," the assassin standing next to Revinold said menacingly as he revealed himself to be Shaco, the Demon Jester. "Well then, let's not keep the crowd waiting. It's time for the punch line."
"Couldn't have said it better my self," Revinold nodded for the remaining summoners, allies of his, to get in position "Alright, we're going to… disturb the other summoners, this will force league officials to take action. After that, we head for where our men are locked up and make the break."
"Yes master," the faux summoners said in unison.
"Good. Now Shaco, if you would."
"Oh it'd be my pleasure," Shaco disappeared. A few seconds passed in silence and then screams erupted from the next room. "All done," Shaco stated as he reappeared covered in blood.
"Excellent. Well then, let's get going," Revinold said as part two began.
-To be continued-