A Different Fate (K/DA Ahri x Male Reader)

Chapter: 5

"Y/n!"

"Y/n! Stop fighting, the cops are almost here!"

"Stop, please!"

A certain individual didn't listen as he continues to throw punch after punch on the person below him.

"Y/n!" Ashe cried out. "You have done enough! You're going to kill him!"

Jayce ran towards his friend. "Y/n, stop it! Don't do something you'll regret."

But that didn't stop him. The adrenaline and rage coursing through his veins were enough to deaf him from any words.

"I want you to repeat what you did earlier!" Y/n grabbed the shirt of a man, who was checking on its blood.

"Y/n! Please stop," Ashe cried out.

Jayce attempted to pull his friend away from the beaten man on the ground, barely half alive by now. Y/n pushed him away and thrown another punch, breaking the nose of the man below him who cried out in pain.

"You think you would get away with touching my friend?" Y/n asked, containing the urge from punching the 'trash' in front of him.

"And she was part of your family. You sick fuck!" Y/n hissed as he threw another punch, breaking a couple of teeth from his opponent.

Y/n was just about to throw another punch to end it, one final punch that would have put him in a place for the rest of his life If he hadn't been stopped.

Multiple people grabbed Y/n and dragged him towards a car. All Y/n could see were lights and the sounds of sirens as one of the officers handcuffed him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't continue," The officer's deep voice said. "You left him barely alive."

Y/n scoffed as he tried to move his hands but to no avail. He took a look at his surroundings, squinting his eyes in the process.

His eyes then landed on his two best friends, Jayce and Ashe.

Ashe had tears sliding down her cheeks while Jayce comforted her, it made Y/n gaze soften.

This wasn't the first Y/n had done this to a person, he has done it multiple times, blinded by his rage that he would sometimes forget the damage that was done.

Y/n's gaze soon hardens when he glanced at the bruises and marks on Ashe's legs and arms.

That piece of shit dared do that to her, to his best friend, to a person he considers family.

Y/n already lost too many people. The grief and pain he had to endure silently, without no one by his side.

He wasn't going to lose her to trash.

One of the officers pushed Y/n inside the car. Y/n glanced one last time at his friends who waved at him. He smiled, hoping to reassure them that everything will be okay.

"Don't worry, Y/n!" Jayce shouted. "I'll tell your dad to get you out!"

"Dad..." Y/n muttered.

What will his father say now?

His father already knew why Y.n fought. It was another form to relieve his rage and grief on people that did anything to him or his friends.

This all started the moment Y/n lost his.....

Y/n sighed, wiping the blood from his opponent on a handkerchief one of the officers handed to him. His shirt and pants were also stained with the red substance.