Caitlyn

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The Piltoven Sherrif watches the Black Mist engulf Piltover. Hextech contraptions deemed failed wonder the streets, the mist driving new life into them. Caitlyn steadies her aim, shooting the head off one of them. They all turn her way simultaneously and walk towards her. Caitlyn shoots the robots, but they keep advancing until they fall to the ground and the mist emerges from them. It surrounds Caitlyn and she shoots it, her bullets creating holes that are quickly replaced by more mist.
"Stay back!" She shouts, her voice shaking with fear. "You don't belong here!"
"I'm just looking for something." A Yordle followed by a shadow emerges from the mist and she brings the barrel of Caitlyn's gun up to her face, examining it. Caitlyn fires the gun at the Yordle but the shadow blocks the blow. The Yordle looks at Caitlyn, a bored expression on her face.
"I was going to leave you but, just for that, you can serve My King as I do."
She clicks her fingers and the mist crawls its way around Caitlyn's body. Caitlyn drops her gun and falls to her knees, her body shaking as the mist forms a crown above her head. When her body stops shaking, Caitlyn rises and bows before the Yordle.
"What would you have me do, my lady?"
The Yordle smirks. "Thats better. Our King wishes to find his Queen. You shall aid him in this task."
Caitlyn nods, picking up a mist corrupted sniper and setting forth through Piltover, trailed by the mist.

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