The Juggernaut Club: Part 12

In Demacia, the remaining people are gathered in the tattered ruins of the Royal Palace. Vayne is there too.

: So, is everyone present?

: Not quite. Lux ran screaming after her brother since we sent him to Targon. Galio fell asleep after we did. Poppy is trying to get him into position so she can use the "Hammer Express" to launch him back to his perch. So it's just us.

: How did you all even get ME in here?

: Muffled speaking

: Yeah, you're right, Xin. The Crownguard family ARE nuts. Don't know why or HOW they managed to get such a high position in our country.

The two continue to talk, down-putting Garen all the while. Quinn finally raises her hand.

: Hey, I had a question...

: Yes?

: MMpfh?

: WHY DID we banish the Might of Demacia?

Jarvan IV looks down at the ground for a moment. He then looks up, his face red with anger. He pulls out his lance and points it menacingly at her neck.

: Because Xin and I are SICK AND TIRED of playing SECOND FIDDLE to that Golden-Boy, Goody-Two-Shoes whose been the face of Demacia EVER SINCE HE WAS BORN! THAT'S MY JOB! I'M THE CROWN PRINCE, FOR JUSTICE'S SAKE!

: Muffled Yelling

Jarvan points at Xin.

: And that's right! He's been serving my grandfather AND father, yet HE doesn't get the recognition? WE'RE taking command, and there's nothing you can do to stop us!

Fiora, Quinn and Vayne look at the two dryly.

: So, you kicked out our strongest warrior and best defence against Noxian invasion...

: ...because you two were desperate for attention.

: Even I think that's lame.

: Shut up! Now get some construction workers here to fix up MY city!

With no other choice, Quinn shrugs her shoulders and whistles. On cue, Valor swoops in, grabs her by the shoulders, and they fly out of the ruined building, towards the city of Piltover.

Back on the Shadow Isles, Yorick and Mordekaiser are still leading the rest of the Club through the isles. They pass a partially-demolished and ancient building. Mordekaiser points it out.

: Hey Darius! With a little fixing-up, that building right over there could make a great clubhouse-location!

: We'll see. Let's just try to find a way to Ionia before ANYTHING ELSE happens to us.

: Did I hear someone asking for methods to reach a certain Island-nation?

Everyone turns, and Tahm Kench is sitting by a large, deep river.

: Because if it's transportation you want, I can provide.

: Well Draven would be glad to-

: OH NO YOU DON'T!

Yorick runs up to Draven whilst reaching inside his pocket. He pulls out a glob of Black Mist and smears it across Draven's mouth, sealing it shut.

: MMphggff!?

Draven looks pleadingly towards Darius, who just chuckles.

: About time someone shut you up.

: Muffled yelling

: Ahh, you can still breathe through your nose!

: So, uh, Gents, regarding that transportation to Ionia...?

Darius shakes his head no.

: B-But I-

Mordekaiser comes up and presents his mace.

: You see this? I haven't had to use it in awhile. It'd be nice to get the Rust off it. Care to give me a reason? Hmm?

Tahm Kench acts unintimidated. Mordekaiser's shoulders droop.

: My intimidation technique doesn't seem to be working...

Evelynn speaks from some unseen place in the shadows, as she is presumably following the group.

: You're losing your edge, Mordy!

: AM NOT! I just need a VGU, that's all.

Illaoi steps forward, and lifts her idol.

: Allow me.

The "eyes" of the idol shine, and Tahm quickly steps back, and holds up his hands defensively.

: All right yall, you got the point across, just don't make me have to tango with that Tentacle-thing in there.

: Oh come now, Nagakabouros is a GREAT dancer! Just look when I dance with him in-game!

Morde and Draven shoot her an angry looks, but then sigh.

: Because you're a fellow member of the club, I'll let it slide for now.

In Piltover, Quinn has arrived, and is approaching a building. She knocks on the door, and enters. Inside, Camille is working the front desk. Camille sighs.

(Unenthusiastically): You've reached the Vi and Jayce Construction Place, when it comes to building, we're the ace.

: I come with an offer of a job from the Prince of Demacia, his Majesty, Jarvan the IV, to-

: Yeah, yeah, yadda yadda. Point is, you want us to come and fix something, right?

Quinn nods

Camille hands her a piece of paper.

: Fill that out.

: O-OK...

Quinn fills out the paper, then hands it back.

: OK, we'll give you a call when we're open.

: Wait, you mean you can't come right NOW?

: Waiting list, my dear, waiting list. You're not the ONLY nation around here trying to get things built.

: W-Well, who's before US?

Camille pulls out a paper from her desk, and skims it over.

: Well, according to the itinerary... It's Noxus.

: WHAT!? HOW!?

: First come, first served! Our two foremen are headed there now, along with the Sheriff for security reasons, to survey the damage caused by one "Rampaging Undead Juggernaut", according to the papers that one "Grand General Swain" filed with us.

Vi, Jayce and Caitlyn are walking the path to Noxus from Piltover.

: Now, you're CERTAIN that the "Construction Equipment" transformation of your Hammer is properly functioning this time?

Jayce nods excitedly.

: Yes!

: And I get to do all the demolition!

: We're supposed to be BUILDING things, Vi, NOT tearing them down, like a certain blue-haired nutcase that shall remain unnamed...

From a distance, Jinx is following them.

: Where's Fat Hands and Hat Lady going? They certainly wouldn't hold a party without ME, would they?

To Be Continued...