The City Is My Hunting Ground

Chapter 9: Eternal Enemies

This is the only truth that matters, a weapon aimed at your head

"Why you wouldn't have killed her?"

"Because I am not like you. You should know it... Urgot."

A cruel laugh escaped from Urgot's mouth. He grabbed an earring from the bloody pile on the floor.

"Yes. We have a clashed a thousand times, but soon, no more. I have only fifteen left on my list."

Warwick squinted his eyes a little. "There are still over twenty Chem-Barons alive. Why you don't kill all?"

"Maybe I can tell you, because you have no one who would spread the word. You are just a myth."

"There are more sightings about me than you."

Urgot laughed more. "You're right. But still, the whole city fears me! And soon, even more."

"You are planning something big, aren't you?"

"Right again. Do you want to try once more? Your claws versus my legs?"

"Not tonight. I need to get my medicine. But I can still dodge your bullets."

"You are wise. We are the strongest of this weak species."

"I am no human anymore", Warwick stated and jumped out of the crashed window.

...

Knock knock.

"Ghenn! Are you awake?"

Ghenn slowly rose from her bed. He had slept less than five hours due to a birthday party she had been ordered to. Even those 'Overload Bursts' Ekko had brang hadn't helped.

I hope it's not another couple. Maybe I could pretend I'm sick. Who would want someone who has rode six people last night anyway?

"Are you there, Ghenn? We need to talk to you!"

Yess. They aren't customers. But who then? Gosh, I wish it's not the 'tax collector' again.

"Come in, the door is open!"

Teemo and Rumble entered to Ghenn's room. It was small but nice- looking. The bed covered almost third of the floor, and a huge closet another third. The windows were big and had red curtains. There was a box on the floor containin gall kinds of 'tools' Ghenn propably needed in his work.

"You look tired. Umm... had a hard night?" Rumble asked nervously.

"Yes I had, but aren't you a little too young to be here?"

"I'm almost twenty", Rumble murmured.

Ghenn giggled and patted Rumble's head. "Alright, why are you here?"

Teemo took the role of 'interrogator'.

"Do you know a woman named Emma Midanger?"

Ghenn scratched her head. "I don't remember anyone named like that. Maybe she's visited me, but I don't remember customers' names."

"We know that she should have been a friend of Ekko in the past."

Ghenn yawned. "And what was happened to her?" he asked while grabbing another 'Overload Burst'.

"Umm... she is..."

"Dead. Propably murdered", Rumble continued when Teemo couldn't anymore.

Ghenn dropped the capsule. Her eyes widened. "That's a bad thing to hear. Ekko will most likely get upset when he comes back."

"When is he coming?"

"He went to visit another friend. He should be back in a couple of hours. But you may have to wait until tomorrow."

Rumble looked a photo with Ekko and Ghenn in it. It seemed to be a few years old, comparing the photo's Ghenn to the real Ghenn.

"By the way, does Ekko work here?"

Ghenn looked surprised. "Yes, he does. As a waiter. He also handles shopping and so on. We usually spend our spare time together."

...

Meanwhile, Ziggs and Tristana continued their conversation. Ziggs was awfully drunk.

"Yeah, I left Bandle City when I was thirteen and had just realized the joy of blowing up things. I spent some time in Demacia, studying basic bombs and safety things. But then, I got hit with that spell, and it was the third luckiest day in my life!"

"Oh, what spell?"

"Don't you think I speak kinda fast, huh?"

Tristana finished her third drink. "Well, yes you do."

"I used to speak slower, albeit still faster than others, someone once said. But now, time flows differently in me. Four seconds to you is five seconds to me. To me, everyone else is speaking slower. This also enables me to move very quickly."

Tristana made some quick calculations. "So your body is almost 30, but your mind is in its mid-thirties already? Sounds cool."

"It surely is. Then, I went to Ionia for a few years. And there happened my life's second luckiest and luckiest things. Meeting Rumble would be the number one, but it was more like fate rather than luck."

"Tell me about them. You've had a very exciting youth!"

Ziggs rubbed his fists to each other. "The second luckiest was meeting a certain Ionian boy. We had some most pleasant time with each other... and we still keep contact. He has a wife and some kids, but as I've said, I don't need anything deep, emotionally. The luckiest was one night at a random lakeside. I happened to meet a dying sorceress, and with her last breath, she told me a secret that's worth billions, baby."

So this guy has an unlimited goldmine or something like that, and he still can't even buy a drink.

"Umm... do you use it?"

Ziggs chuckled. "Yeah, but not to gain money."

"For what then?"

"These." Ziggs tossed a bomb to Tristana.

Ding dong! A secret worth gazillions... ok, maybe a little less, is used for bombs!

"But with great power comes great responsibility. Even Rumble doesn't know all about it. I protect my friends by not telling them."

"That's noble from you- wait a minute! I just realized something."

"Well, what is it?"

"We are supposed to wait for Ekko to return, but we don't know what Ekko looks like."