Fast and Foxy (K/DA Ahri x Male Reader)

1st Lap - Intro

If it wasn't obvious, this whole story is a work of fiction.

Starting stories are always difficult, but I heard whenever you get them going, you can't stop. Well, we'll see about that. I would say some goofy metaphor here, but I really don't know, I'm not Forrest Gump who can compare life to a box of chocolates but... I think... life is like a car. 

You know? When you drive in reverse, you get nowhere, and when you go too fast, you miss out on the good things, or even worse, you get lost. That's what we all are, that's what you are, lost. I mean, I have no talk, at this point in time, I'm just a loser who plays games in his room, according to Dad... 

Although, to be honest, in his defense, neither one of us knew what it would turn into. 

Hyped up rock music could be heard, maybe metal, I don't know, I'm just the narrator, dude.

Let's start from the beginning, I am Y/N L/N, I am 21 years old right now, and so is my best friend and racing companion, Ekko. He gives me all the details, runs an arcade cafe, and keeps me updated on new releases, in hopes he gets big too... but he's also a giant nerd. 

In the backseat, we have my brother, Ezreal, who just graduated this summer at 18, along with Kayn, who also graduated with him. Together, we made a death squad, that made any other Fortnite squad look like little kids. However, this time around? Ehhhh...

The Nitrodome is where cars go to die, this proves it. 

In one swift push, somehow some way, both the other boss cars come peeling into the arena. I like to imagine a slow... melodic song playing just as we were utterly massacred. 

I try to pull off, hitting the boost, but one of them hit me with an EMP grenade. The cars each slam into me, sandwiching us in two T-bones. It glitches out, sending the car flying up in the air, meanwhile we're all screaming. 

My bro tries to get out of the car, but as soon as he hits the ground, he gets run over, and his reboot card drops. We go so high into the air in this slow motion, and I can practically kiss the goth girl that I see shooting us from the top of the arena

She's zeroed in on our car with the exploding crossbow, just like many other squads are. You could accuse these six squads of teaming, but really, they were just trying to get the most powerful crown-winning squad out of the lobby. 

Ekko gets blasted by a shotgun out of the windshield as we land on the ground. I try to shift it into gear, but we take hundreds of damage in a second, so the car only goes five feet before it explodes, taking my life. 

Kayn is the last one left, who gets thirsted by one of the boss cars. All he does is give one last great act of defiance, as the car does him in. 

Ezreal: Man, fuck this game! These sweaty ass kids!

Y/N: Oh, come on, what are the chances of that?!

Ekko: Man... they emotin' on us after they cosplayed as a drunk driver... 

Kayn: KILL YOURSELF!!! YOU SHOULD KILL YOURSELF NOW!!!

Y/N: I knew Fortnite wasn't a good idea. 

Ekko: I love this game, so what if we lost, let's do another!

Y/N: I can't, it's 4 already. 

Ekko: Oh right, someone has to practice... 

Ezreal: I still can't understand you and your racing games, come kick the footie around, Kayn's coming out for that.