The City Is My Hunting Ground

Chapter 15: Twist of Fate

Carnage, as intoxicating as chemtech

(72: I just realized I haven't told what Zaun Gray is, so here it goes: Zaun Gray is the thick atmosphere of Zaun, with a possibility of being fatal when breathed. It's toxicity varies between areas. No one profits from it, because the 'Oxygen Baron' was murdered just a day before the yordles appeared to Zaun. Heimerdinger's research shows hints that it mostly comes from one source.)

Everything was shattered. Ziggs had left without saying anything, only hugging Rumble. Tristana, with the help of Ekko and Ghenn, had drugged Teemo unconscious. Rumble was trying to figure out the whole picture. Tristana had drank a bit too much.

"Your friend will wake up in an hour, but he'll be very tired after that, so he may fall asleep again", Ekko explained to Rumble.

"We are at my room, come tell us if anything happens", Ghenn added.

Rumble couldn't hold a back a tear. Ziggs really had left.

...

Ziggs wandered around the streets. He hadn't guessed anything like this could happen. Teemo had beaten him half-dead and yelled insults. It had taken him years to get over the accident also known as 'terrorist attack'.

(Flashback from six years ago)

It was late night, almost everyone was sleeping. Only lieutenant Teemo and some other commandos guarded Bandle City. Last serious situation had happened months ago, so guarding wasn't so harsh now.

Ziggs stood in front of the City Hall, inside a massive summoning circle. He had replaced magelights with runes to avoid being seen.

A strange epidemy had ravaged the city  for three weeks now. No doctor was sure about its source, although Heimerdinger had presented some theories. But Ziggs had a plan.

A single drop of blood from a starchild could heal any wound or disease. Killing a starchild wasn't just hard, but who would kill such an innocent and beatiful being? And it had to be blood from a dead one.

Ziggs had located a dying starchild in another realm, and had decided to take his heart once he had died. Heimerdinger could then produce artificial blood with it. But the realm was so far from Runeterra that the summoning circle had to cover the whole center of the city. And earlier today, the starchild had passed away.

"Bulataie, kraikena. Calimono faa creikun seibe fli."

Every summoning ritual required a few phrases with the language of magic. The rest depended on the realm one was trying to reach.

"The spirits of time, space and matter, hear me. I am Ziggs, who has the mark of untouchable. I call you to aid me, to open the door of reality for me and letting me bring a thing I desire from it's other side. I carry the mark of one who is safe from your wrath. I am Ziggs."

The circle glowed so brightly that someone must had awaken to it. Ziggs stepped away from the circle, and a portal started to open where he stood moments ago.

And then everything exploded.

Screams and purple smokefilled the air. The house nearest to the circle's edge had shattered completely. But Ziggs was still perfectly fine, physically.

No, I didn't want this. What did I do wrong? Everything had been assembled carefully, and I have practiced the speech for days! This is impossible!

And I still did this.

"Freeze! Put your hands above your head and tell your name!"

The commandos were quick. But he couldn't stay here. Luckily he had a cloak to hide his face.

"Arroh", he whispered. A bolt of white lightning stroke from his hand to the ground, causing the commandos to flinch. He could pull energy from basicly any realm, so he could use the ring as summoning circle. If he had hit anyone, he surely would collapse from panic.

He ran away.