Chapter 1: Summonerfest 2015

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Summoner's Rift was going crazy. The creatures of the jungle were hiding in fear. Pentakill was on stage performing their encore. "Lightbringer" had everyone on their feet. Jinx, as light as a feather, crowd surfed to the front only to be manhandled to the side of the stage by the volunteer security official, Vi. Teemo stood off to the side, out of Vi's sight, selling shrooms to those who had an extra 10 gold for a good time. The stage lit up with energy. Sona erupted with grace, power chord after power chord. Mordekaiser and Yorick, back to back, strings rumbing and wailing. Olaf was pummeling drums solos as if he had Vel'Koz on his back. Karthus hit a note so high that he could have popped a Banshee's Veil. The crowd was filled with so much energy, Zed would have to be permabanned. Backstage, Ahri got ready to follow up.

"What should I open with?" she thought. "Should I start with 'You Can Backdoor My Nexus' or 'I Need Your Needlessly Large Rod?'" "Mundo says its almost time." "Ack! I'm not even dressed yet perv! You are the worst wardrobe manager ever!" "Mundo goes where he pleases!"

As Mundo took his leave, the tour manager, Lux, came in.

"Erm...we have a slight problem." "What is it?"

What happens next?