Arrival of the king
Several minutes since her father disappeared, Evelynn slowly gets up with a twisted expression, it's like agony and lust intertwine with each other.
"Oh, father! I want you to be in me so badly!" With hagged breath, she slowly turns invisible, leaving behind a big puddle of nectar, the forbidden nectar.
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"Caitlyn...?" Hearing her name being called out, she looked up to find two familiar people; she remembered at the park, when they were about to head to the motel along with Power and Vi, three people confronted their group, two of which were them.
'I think one of them is called Milo...' But she doesn't put too much thought as she's not in the mood to entertain them. She has to go back to PiltOver. Maybe because of the necklace, that ties a connection between Jayce and her, but she has a feeling that Jayce isn't dead. She can't afford to be a burden any longer!
Wiping out her tears, after all, she doesn't want to let her vulnerable state be shown to outsiders. This is her true personality; she only acts childishly in front of her loved ones.
"Milo, right? Sorry, but I must go back to PiltOver, do you know the way back? Where is Vi and the other?" Slowly getting up, she walks toward the two. In her mind, Vi and Powder are good nature people, so their underlings must be not bad.
Milo and his partner look at each other, then a wicked smirk appears on their face.
"Yeah, PiltOver isn't far from here. Since you are our leader friends, I will give you some shortcuts!" Spreading his arms, he flashes her the nicest smile he could muster, but it only made the situation worse with his yellow, crooked teeth.
Caitlyn, seeing that, hesitated. Call her biased but ugly things or people never end up good! She doesn't like judging, but she has a bad feeling about the situation looking at his ugly smile.
"Yeah, but I don't want to waste your guy's time, I'll head back myself." She spat out those words out of politeness, they are Vi's companion, after all, Otherwise, she wouldn't even talk to them, these types of people disgust her, not just their appearance, but also the way they talk as if she was nothing but an object. Turning around, she walked off.
"Hey! It's impolite to treat people like that, didn't they teach you that in the upper!?" Milo's partner spoke out loudly as he reached his chubby hands toward her, this sort of delicacy that comes from the upper is extremely rare in the lower! Especially this fat rabbit, whose which is a noble! If she were turned into profit, they would be able to live a life of luxury! There is no way he will let go of this fat rabbit!
But as he reached out his hand, he didn't know that the rabbit that he thought she was, turned out to be more dangerous than a lion!
'Slow...' Seeing the incoming hand, Caitlyn thought that she was watching a real-life animated movie, it's slower than even her weakest bodyguard who she spars a while back.
I mean could she blame them? They are children who grow up in the slum with no battle awareness. They only have street fights experience, not proper combat lessons. Especially these two cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong, the lowest of the scum.
Cait casually lowered her body as she ducked the fist. Using her palm, Caitlyn covered it with a little amount of Arcane energy as her palm pushes up.
*KACHA! * Successfully dislocated his arm as she hit his outstretched elbow.
"AHH-…..." Before the offender could even scream out of pain, Caitlyn uppercut his chin with her remaining arm, this time with no Arcane coating, otherwise, his head would have popped like a balloon. Although they attacked her first, therefore it's justified for Cait to kill him, but considering that they are/were Vi's friends, she doesn't want to kill him over a trifling matter.
"EEEK!" Seeing his partner unconscious with foam bubbling out from his mouth, Milo fell to his butt as a pungent scent came from his crotch. They have kicked a metal plate this time!
'FUCK isn't she just a girl from the upper! I thought they were weak!'
"It..IT WASN'T MY IDEA! IT WAS HIS-…" He was forced to stop mid-sentence, as something zoomed past him, grazed the side of his face.
*ZOOOM*
*BOOM* A small explosion was heard.
Turning his head around shakily, his eyes widened in horror as he saw the big boulder slowly crack from the middle as there, imbued with a plastic bottle cap. A BOTTLE CAP! That big stone had been there for ages, it's toughness can be visible seen! But now, a bottle cap cracked it open!
He then reminded what had occurred a while back, remembering how Vi exploded a human head with her bare fist; now looking at the little gir- *ahem* monster before him, his brain overloaded with fear.
Without even noticing the pain from the side of his face, he directly passed out. His little soul can't take this much shock.
"Am I this strong?" Not just Milo, even Caitlyn is surprised with her strength! When she sparred against her bodyguards or Jayce, usually she would be beaten black and blue (not literally), but she would be in a position against tough opponents, making it hard to display her strength. Now she could she her battle prowess, her ego-driven to a whole new level!
"But I couldn't get contemplate!" There are skies above the sky, this is what her teacher and Jayce had taught her, you can be proud of your progress but never be proud of your results.
In order to catch up, in order to pay him back, in order to be with him. She. Must. Be. Stronger!
As her determination solidified, she suddenly feels empowered as a strange feeling course through her body and soul.
A golden mark appeared on the surface of her hand. Revealing a strange yet familiar she had seen before, an image of what looked like a golden shoe with wings of the same colour attached to it.
"Is this what I think it is!?" Being a student of one of the powerhouses in the world, she is permitted to receive information that others are not even privy to! One of which is this secret, the RuneLine!
Poppy had explained to her about the history and origin of RuneLine like she did to Jayce. According to her, there should only be 17 known RuneLine abilities in the world thus far, there might be more as they are but a mystery to the world of Runeterra, where they come from or how they appeared is an unknown mystery to many people.
Caitlyn is currently bubbling with excitement, but now is not the time, she must get back first. She would slowly unravel the mysteries of her ability later.
Walking to the unconscious Milo, dragging him by the hair as she takes off into the distance,
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Jayce's POV
"Another DeJa'Vu...Have I seen this scene before...? Or was it a memory wipe..." Jayce muttered as he looks at the scene before him.
Chaos, Fighting, Killing, blood, anarchy.... etc. So many words that he could use to describe what is concurring the moment he stepped out of the blasting perimeter.
In the far distance, he could see the legions banner of PiltOver, trying to tranquillize the situation, but it doesn't look like it will be finished anytime soon.
It looks so familiar yet so strange at the same time.
"There must be conspiracies going on, no way would those dumbasses make a move against the legion with those mere skills..." Not a single Arcanist within sight as he used his Arcane eye ability. What give them the balls to do this? It must be the councillors or a third, fourth, maybe even fifth parties getting involved in this. A scheme!
"No matter... Once I find who you are, I will make sure you experience the nine levels of hell and suffering!" The bastard who did this dared to set an explosion, dared to injure and killed many innocent civilians, DARED TO HURT HIS FAMILY!
If Caitlyn died during that, how would he be able to live with himself? Maybe he wouldn't be able to.
"You better hide...I will find you sooner or later." His later sentence wasn't spoken by his normal voice, it was a hoarse voice of a beast that just woke up from deep slumber. That wasn't the only thing that changed about Jayce.
Both of his pupils disappeared, leaving behind the sclera. The clear white skin turned into darkness, deep abyss-like. His aura surged intensely, strong enough to crack the surrounding space.
*BOOM* A loud explosion could be heard above as black clouds gather around the already dark sky, darkened it even further, black, and white lighting dance among the cloud; like dragons, they thunderous roar loudly.
As the lightning flashes, everyone, I mean every single being in Runeterra could see a gigantic silhouette appear as it stood proudly mid-air. Nothing out of the ordinary about the figure, except the fact that it has a giant crown. Bearing an aura that no living being has ever experienced before.
If they were on earth, there is only one word that could describe this iconic scene, the judgement day, Armageddon!
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Everyone, no matter who, every single living being in RuneTerra halt their action as they all felt a heavy aura descend upon them, like gravity suddenly increased by several folds, not physically but spiritually!
Like a king descending, declaring his arrival to the entire world!
The weaker mortals were forced upon their knees, only those who have enough strength can barely keep their posture straight, as for the peak powerhouses...
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Frejlord,
"Who could it be...so fearsome!" Two massive figures stand side by side with each other as they fearfully gaze at the distance. If a native region person were here, he would pass out from shock as he knows these two figures! There are tales and legends about these two that have been passed down from generation to generation!
One has a large humanoid-like figure with a square-shaped torso and muscular arms. He has the head of a ram with large horns and a large red beard that covers most of his face. his eyes, left arm, and the tips of his horns glow orange with the heat and power of primordial fire, and he wears nothing but a large metal apron around his torso. This is the demi-god of Frelijordian, Ornn.
The other also has a large humanoid figure, towering at a height of approximately 400 meters. He has the head of a bear with a scar running down one of his eyes, white fur covering his entire body, crackles of lightning strikes dance around his torso, around both of his muscular arms are imbued with blue runetations in an unknown language, but they would flash in bright blue light, causing storms to appear in the surrounding areas. This is the demi-god of Frelijordian, Volibear.
These two beings stood at the peak of this world with few contestants at their level, are now shivering in their fur when the phenomenon appeared from the distance.
"How could this be...." Volibear muttered in distress, he who has ruled and ran amuck the mortal world for eons, now feeling like a child in front of a deadly beast. He thought that in this world unless a few being with the same prowess as he does, no one would be able to stop him, but now...
Ornn by the side, looking at his brother, shaking his old head miserably, his gigantic body knelt as he rubs his rough hands tenderly at the ground
"The mother core is crying once more... It's not long before it happens... Sorry, mother, please hold on."