Out of the Ordinary (a League of Legends fanfic)

Part 4

So um, I'm really trying to make this plot line work with the lores but it's not gonna be a hundred percent, so fair warning.

Previously on Out of the Ordinary-
I had decided to travel to top and bot lane in order to recruit more minions to my mighty army. I found that it was easier said than done. In the end, I was only able to add five more to our group. So much for a revolution.....

The Rise and Fall of Bob's "Mighty" Army-

After gathering support from minions and jungle monster from both sides, we were only able to rally about 40 of us. I figured that perhaps we would have more luck next game, but I doubted it.

Enemy inhibitor has been destroyed

Well at least we seem to be winning this game. At the rate we were going, we would have gathered enough of us in order to destroy the Fields of Justice in about.....two years. Sigh. Whelp, might as well do what we can.
As I began to make my way back over to Gary, everything around me froze and the cold female voice sounded once again.

Victory!

And with that it was straight back to my cardboard box. I decided to walk around the basement in Sector V, where minions #V0001A - #V9999Z are kept. The system by which Riot uses for their minions are kind of strange. We are always in the same pool of creeps, along with jungle monsters. At least then all the allies I had made could be found in my sector, where we are always grouped in. I walked around looking for everyone and once I had gathered them, I decided to hold a meeting of some sorts. Then, we began planning what we were going to do and exactly how. We had decided to slowly steal things from some of the champions, such as a couple of bombs from Ziggs, an axe from Draven, a spear from Nidalee, etc. Anything tangible. You see, each champion with tangible weapons have a large collection of them, after all, they still wear down after so many uses. It was also made clear that we would need to steal items from the shop, as they could be very helpful in our quest to freedom. We then split up to sneak upstairs to the champion suites where we were able to find what we needed. Gathering it all in the basement, we made a list of what we had in store. It wasn't much and we weren't exactly sure what we were supposed to do with them, but it was still something.
After taking inventory, we found that there wasn't enough for everyone, even with the small number of 43 of us. We decided that tomorrow we would gather more weapons so that it wouldn't look too suspicious. As for now-

Minions will be spawning in 30 seconds

Oh my f*ucking God, again? Great.....

Minions have spawned

This time, I was assigned to an ARAM game. As soon as we went down the lane, I zoned out, auto attacking and trapped in the world inside my head. As miserable as my life was, I had gotten used to it, as it's all I've ever really known. But gosh, it was freaking cold here in the Howling Abyss of Freljord. Eventually, the game finally ended and we were free to retreat to our cardboard boxes.
I decided that it was a good time to gather our troops (keep dreaming Bob) and add to our weaponry. Eventually, we were able to get enough and headed back to the basement, where Sector V was finally able to get some sleep.
The next day, we were woken by the cold female voice yet again, only this time, it wasn't to announce the spawning of us minions.

Minion #V3164R please meet me on the main floor

Oh no.....

So um, yeah hi. I hope this part wasn't too bad, I had some trouble writing it, but I finished it, even though this one is also shorter, but ah, I kinda wanted to make this end on a cliffhanger.

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