He stared intensely into the eyes of his opponent, attempting to anticipate his next move. Calculating possible counter strikes to the incoming attack. His temples furrowed as he bit his lip in frustration; he could not see a way around - there was no escape. The sense of impending doom slowly dawned on him at this realisation. A bead of sweat let loose from his scalp and raced down his jawline. This is unbelievable, just how does he still manage to do this! His mind sounded, clearly frustrated. I had gone through every possible scenario of how to deal with him before we started... and yet, he counters my every move!
"Come on, stop being so passive!" a high pitched voice rung, breaking what he had not realised had become a long silence. He looked up to meet Heimerdinger's impatient expression, a raised eyebrow to accompany it. "You've got to seize any opportunity your opponent gives! Quit wasting time, I have important work to get back to..."
"It would be great if you would give me an opportunity to seize," Jayce sighed as he moved his knight hesitantly towards Heimerdinger's bishop. He glanced over to the captured soldiers of his deck; he had already lost his Queen, how exactly, he still could not begin to comprehend. The knight was dead, and there was nothing he could do about it, but at least it would hold off the attack on his King. "Besides, you always say that," he smiled wickedly as a thought flashed across his mind. "How is clean up duty treating you? Or is it more like nanny duty?"
"That is not how it is, and you know that!" the yordle spat as his already charred hairs raised even higher, almost as though they were separating from each other. Jayce could not contain his amusement, and this only made Heimerdinger angrier. With one swift move, the yordle displaced a chess piece. "Checkmate," he said smirking. "Nice try though, you would have got me if I hadn't anticipated your movements beforehand."
"How is it that after all these years of our annual chess matches, I have never succeeded in winning a single game?!" Jayce moaned and continued
"That being said, I would easily have the advantage in the 'Fields of Justice'" attempting to console himself, although knowing that was not entirely true.
"Pff, even with your allowed six attacks - which by the way is not fair to us veteran champions - you would not be able to get past my turrets!" Heimerdinger laughed mockingly, his voice full confidence and rate of speech ramping up with each word, "Their ability to adapt to any situation presented surpasses the technology of your mercurial hammer. Not to mention their applicable uses outside war," and as though he had suddenly been struck by lightning, he exclaimed, "EUREKA!-" However cowered back down when a sharp dose of pain ran down his spine. "Gaah, I tell you that Ziggs fellow is brilliant... However he's extremely dangerous. I'm surprised they hadn't attempted to get rid of him sooner!" he cried sinking down to the linen of the hospital bed, clearly distraught. "I must return to the lab," he said as he attempted once more to shrivel his way out of his constraints, but his casts responded with equal force.
"Alright, that's enough," Jayce said placing his hand onto Heimerdinger's cast covered shoulders and gently lowered him back into the sheets. "The lab can wait a couple of weeks, I'm sure the school would be able to take care of the damage caused." The blast caused by Ziggs had taken a toll on the injured yordle's body, who had been in the vicinity of the blast; his skin was scorched into dark brown with flaked scabs that seemed to endorse his entire body - at least that's what it seemed like from the casts. Jayce could not hide his bemused smile when he asked, "So," he began. "Simply out of curiosity, how long did it actually take you and your partners to realise that he had been tampering with your particle accelerator? Surely you must have noticed that there were some anomalies with the experiments you were conducting over time... How exactly did he manage to evade all your standard protocol checks?"
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Eternal Flame - League of legends fan fiction
FanfictionA league of legends based fan fiction story. Things finally seem to be looking up for Jayce, people are acknowledging him as one of the most brilliant young minds in Piltover. And he shall be rewarded. But is his reward all that it is set out to be...