Just Imagine... (Ahri X Male Summoner 2) League Of Legends Fanfic

ACT-TWENTY FOUR: Superhero

Y/N couldn't believe what had happened. Just a few minutes ago, his life was in complete jeopardy, but now his pretty much newborn child was sitting in the middle of a pool of blood from his own victims smiling up at you happily like nothing had happened.

"Dadda! Dadda!" He cried out playfully and happily without a care in the world, not knowing the demon like powers he'd unleashed. He was just like Ahri except, with fire! Gifted just like her... You couldn't help but smile, pick yourself up off your feet and give him a big, huge, lovely hug. Sure, he was blood soaked and had a menacing red aura of death around him, but he was still your kid, and he loved you.

"You're some kid, I'll give you that." You say, snuggling him back onto your backpack. You knew nothing of his capabilities, but it's great to know you've got some protection. You started to plan your next move. You needed to get back to Ahri as soon as possible and see if she was alright.

Fortunately, you're in the city of Piltover, where anything is possible! But first, you'd need to cloak yourself up with a robe, to avoid the heat, so to speak. Y/N started to slowly pace himself down the street, making sure to avoid eye contact. Luckily, there wasn't much retribution against his weird clothes and child laughing happily on his backpack.

A few streets up and Y/N ended up at a local merchant's shop where the shopkeeper was selling robes for 2 gold. To your detriment, you were completely skint, except for the nickel in your pocket. Then you had a genius thought. Noone in Piltover has ever seen a nickel before! You could definitely trick him here.

"Uh..Hey! I'd like to buy a black robe. The large one, there."

You placed the nickel on the table. The merchant's eyes widened. "Yeah yeah, sure! A wealthy man such as yourself can get a second green robe for free!" "Rich man..?" Y/N thought to himself before shedding off the thought. He took the two robes, tied the black one onto himself and left. The merchant gave him 700 gold in change, but the expression on his face says alot more than that.

As you turned the corner to continue down the streets, you hear a big crowd gathering around the merchant. You hear voices.

"Did that guy really just give you one of the rarest to find materials in Piltover!?"

"My god, it's real, worth 20,000 gold!"

"What a gentleman..or, an idiot?"

All Y/N could think to himself was...

Fuck.

Alas, you continued, reluctantly, down the street. You can always bring hundreds of nickels back to Piltover if you want to...

But that's just it, isn't it?

Y/N had a brilliant idea. He would bribe the city of Piltover to his advantage! He dashed back to the merchant, tapping his shoulder to get his attention from the crowd.

"You do not know, but I, Y/N, am a millionaire!"

The crowds jaws dropped. "Yes, it's true! But as you can see from my appearance, my child and I are in a predicament! If you all help me, you will be rewarded accordingly."

And just like that, Y/N has raised himself an army.

By evening Y/N and his 'comrades' were fully suited up in armour with gold design patterns, on a full stomach, ready to find themselves a portal to his world. Things were finally looking up. Before Y/N and his centurion were about to leave Piltover on a crusade, Y/N thought;

"Just how do we find a portal?"