[Fan Fiction] Dawn of the Glorious Evolution (part 3)
Darkness, my life is a nightmare, everything i see is morphed to a horrific stature. I can't remember where i came from, how i came to exist, all i know is that i came from the shadows, perhaps someone did something to their shadow, and so spawned myself. People around me moved away in fear, then the creatures came. I slaughtered many, but was overtaken by them, taken somewhere and changed into some kind of, monster. They expected me to follow their calls, take their orders, no, i am the one who gives the orders. I began to change them, morphed them into a nightmare and set them upon the survivors of the Island. There was one, a man with a sword, able to kill off many of my creatures in a single strike. I battled him, tried to bring his fears to the surface, but i was ineffective; either this man had no fears, or he was living his fears everyday of his life. In battle he was stronger than me, so i left him, I left the island that i now feared so not to be hunted by the swordsman. Weeks i spent travelling the sea's, i felt, drawn to something, a feeling, willing me to go to it. I felt like i couldn't disobey it, as i journeyed, more and more of these creatures journeyed with me, all drawn to this feeling. The feeling was strongest at a mountain, a moving mountain, what was it, I had never seen anything like it, perhaps it was a creature, it had legs like one, and a face as well. there was an opening beneath it, I felt compelled to enter, as did the others. I felt, tired, sluggish, i was falling asleep. No, I can't sleep, i get nightmares when i sleep, but I feel so tired, like i haven't slept in years. Ok, maybe for a little while. I woke up and saw a man, at least he was shaped like a man, he didn't look like any human i have ever seen. It does not matter, I shall show him horror. He pushed a button. Pain, I was feeling a lot of pain, everywhere, every part of me was felt like it was a blade stabbing into me. I was hardening, becoming, physical. Strange, I felt, fleshy, like i had a body, a human body, no skin though. What is he doing now? Talking to some big eye, how does the eye talk without a mouth? My body feels hot, metal is being welded to me. The pain, it's unbearable, hours of this pain, MAKE IT STOP. I'm awake, was it a dream, no, it happened. There a tubes in me, and a screen, its doing something, flashing images of people, places, a fluid is running down the tube, i feel, nauseous, the people make me feel nauseous. Theres an image of that man, the word master as well, i'm getting a good feeling from that. I am his eternal servant. The process continued for hours, without breaks, different methods used on different people and creatures, until they are fully indoctrinated. They are sickened by the thought of people who haven't evolved, anyone who is so is an enemy and must be exterminated. Those with power shall be converted, those who volunteer shall be converted. The world is rotten, and must be reformed, a blank slate must be created, everything must be destroyed so that everything can be started again.
Three weeks since it set off, Acropolis reached the Great Barrier at Urtisan. The mountain range was huge, twice the size of Acropolis. During the journey Viktor had been releasing pheromones to draw void creatures to his citadel. Within, he could convert them and add them to his army. A strange creature was drawn as well, looked to not be wholly void. Viktor went to convert it personally. Around the creature, Viktor felt fear, as he got closer, he saw his fears manifest in the room with him, remarkable. This creature was magnificent, this power, to dominate those around him by showing them their greatest fear. He shall be a very powerful unit indeed. Viktor lowered his prime unit to the ground, his size was small, what use would he be there. Viktor then lowered thirteen humans, they seemed sickley, obviously didn't take too well to the evolution process. Viktor began speaking to the mind of his prime, "Eat them, and use the energy to grow in size and power." Cho'gath did as he was commanded, the humans tried to flee from the giant, so he used sound to disorientate them. He did not waste any time consuming them, and his size grew substantially, at that point he was an eighth of the size of Acropolis. Viktor began to command again, "There is an obstacle in our path, please help me remove it." Cho'gath began moving towards the mountain, and began attacking the mountain, not doing much to it at all. Viktor was not amused by this display, and he didn't want to waste time waiting. He grabbed his staff and began channelling his consciousness into Cho'gath, he was assuming direct control. Suddenly Cho'gath slammed his speakers into the mountain, and began to emit a varying tone, trying to cause resonance in the mountain. Once the correct wavelength was found, Cho'gath increased the volume, the entire mountain began to shake, the sound could be heard for miles, all the way in Demacia. The mountain began to crumble, and after a few hours, a large section of it was destroyed, just enough for Acropolis to move through it. Cho'gath returned to his original size in the process, and he reboarded Acropolis. Acropolis began it ascent to the northern hemisphere of Runterra, one hundred miles away from Demacia. The revolution has begun.
What is that sound? Its been ringing for the last few hours. It's coming from the mountain, better go take a look. The man moved to the southern edge of the city. the mountain, it's shaking, what's going to happen? The militia began to move onto the area, forcing people to disperse. The people were angry, why couldn't they look at what was happening? A mob began to form, protesting against the militia's actions in attempting to disperse them. Crumbling sounds began to emerge from the mountain, the people were scared, they didn't know what was happening and they were taking out their fear on the Militia. The mountain eventually crumbled, and everyone was silent, waiting for something to happen. Screens and speakers from within the city began to turn on. Viktor was making a broadcast. "Your are all being oppressed. The militia in the city try to pacify you and take away your freedom, and how do they do this? with force. They are bullies, beating down on those weaker than them because it makes them feel strong. No more. No more should you have to face this oppression from those who think themselves the alpha of the pack. Join me, and i will make you strong, I will set you free from that which binds you to this oppression. Rise up, rise up and fight for what you believe to be just, and I will be here to fight with you. Look to the mountain, that is but a small demonstration of my power, of our power. It is time, for the glorious, REVOLUTION." The people began to turn towards the militia, the Steel Legionnaires readied themselves. It was a stalemate, neither side wanted to draw first blood. Then, the area grew dark, fear began to set into their minds. The legionnaires, looked like large hulking trolls, the civilians, began to look like void creatures. The legion began to attack, began slaughtering the voidlings. Onlookers could see the fight, the legion drew first blood, and so begins the revolt. Large armoured men with swords, spears, crossbows and guns began attacking the civilians, the civilians began attacking the legionaires with improvised weapons. The image of the first attack was being broadcast throughout the city, outrage set in, and the fighting spread and escalated immensely. The Legion were outnumbered, but they had training in dealing with the void creatures, and so they showed no mercy. Fires began to set, and spread, people were running around, burning, the amount trying to put out the fire was dwarfed by the amount spreading it. There was anarchy. After a few hours Acropolis reached the city, it opened the hatch and unleashed its armies into the streets. Buildings were being destroyed, and the people, were either being killed, or taken back to the citadel. Vel'Koz could be seen floating in the city, firing rockets and collapsing buildings around him, his actions brought him no amusement, it was just mindless destruction. He wanted to find something, perhaps a library to download its books, until one could be found, he just had to destroy. Cho'gath followed closely behind, eating a few people to gain power, destroying building was so easy now, all it took was a pulse of resonating sound to crumble it. He felt bored, nothing was driving him beyond his master's orders. There use to be something that drove him, he asked the voice what it was, his reply was, hunger. What was hunger to him, he tried desperately to remember. Skarner was searching for high levels of magic to destroy, all around him people were running in fear of him, those who attacked him, we destroyed. Is this the world he was trying to create, yes his people will be safe but, what cost was it achieved, was it worth it? Nocturne was flying above the city looking for enemies of high value to destroy, a true assassin. He found someone, well, a few people, a group of three soldiers that were taking out some of the machines sent into the city, he would dispatch them at once. The area around him darkened, and he charged blade forth into the one with the spear, piercing him and driving him into the building behind him. Dust clouded the room, it was dark, good, he was used to the darkness, the man got up, trying to make a bandage to fix his wounds. Nocturne charged him and cut his shoulder, the man shouted in pain. He picked up his spear and began swinging it around him, clearing away the dust, he could see much better now. Nocturne went in for another strike, but the man charged Nocturne as well, they clashed and began to duel. The man trying to stab him with his spear, nocturne swing his blades around relentlessly, occasionally spinning to kill him. The man was wounded, he couldn't keep up the fight for long, from outside, another man enterd, with a strange weapon, a blade that extended. Nocturne didnt like the odds of a two vs one, and tried to retreat. The second man slammed his sword into the ground, screaming DEMACIA as he did so. The ground began to enclose nocturne inside. He shrouded himself in darkness and brought about the fears of the two men, envisioning them onto each other. The second man began to attack the first, and eventually killed his wounded friend. The cataclysm fell and Nocturne retreated.
The fighting coursed through the night, by morning, everyone was either dead, captured, or had left the city. Viktor walked among the rubble, surveying his work. He was pleased with himself, it was good. This accomplishment, it was something only he could do, his work. He began to survey his list of the captured, Jarvan III was on the list, Viktor decided to speak to him personally. Jarvan was brought to Viktor's throne room. "Greetings Jarvan, I have conquered your city. I want you to personally admit your defeat, and admit your flaws." "I will never follow the orders of a mad man who thinks himself a king." Jarvan received a powerful shock. "King? i am not a king, but i will soon be an emperor. Right now i am but a creator, and soon, I will be your master. Now say it." Jarvan recieve another shock. "Never!" Jarvan still retained much of his pride as the king, it would be pointless to try and break it. Viktor summoned a small robot above Jarvan's head, "This is my chaos storm, it is going to rip you apart at a molecular level, it will be very painful. I dont have need for normal humans in my army, so I will just be killing you. So ends the reign, of Jarvan III, and when I capture your son, the lineage of Jarvan will end as well." The Chaos Storm activated, and soon Jarvan III was no more. The revolution of Demacia, was over.