Ryze
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/154943 (Song for extra effect!)
A strange blue-skinned man tattooed with purple strange markings walked down the snowy ground as he prepared to face the enemy team. He took large strides in each step. He had a black yet unusually spiky beard with one large protrusion downwards and two smaller ones on the left and right side of the beard. He wore cargo pants with scrolls attached to the side with his upper body bare. He clasped a tome in one hand and a lightning orb in another. A very large scroll was on the man's back. His eyes glowed white; as he stared down the anorexic woman on the enemy team.
He stood by a site of smoking black rubble which used to be a protector of the middle lane, able to make even the most daunting champion to hesitate in charging and incurring the wrath of the energy bolt it projects from its crystal wand. The sentinel is now no more, reduced to nothing but an obstacle.
The strange man's teammates have died easily to the enemy team, who have in vain tried to take out the anorexic woman. If it were not for the limitless amount of knives the woman seemed to possess, they probably would have survived much longer. The man peered around the corpses of the champions and the lowly minions that surrounded the enemy team.
He remembered in his experience that the large and blue bull lying on its side was his bravest companion, willing to knock back the enemy into 'ganks' after charging in and smashing the ground with much tenacity. He sacrificed his life trying to save one of his teammates: a small man with a lot of chest hair. The man was donned in pirate gear and a foolish bravery to boot. He was not one who should rush into combat, lest he become victim to the knives of the anorexic woman.
With strange clairvoyance from his mysterious puppeteer, he saw that the team contained no magic resistance. The man smiled before he held his hand up in front of him, staring deep into the lightning orb.
He then crushed the orb into his hand, as his whole body begins to crackle with electricity, surging from his hand to his left ankle. His eyes began to glow intensively with fire.
"Let's go! Let's go!" taunted the strange man in a cocky manner, already impatient to deal with the same people he killed over many times. He seemed experienced in the ways of war in this arena. He was donned with special artifacts that seemed to enhance his limitless killing power. The only thing that held him back was that he had no resistance of his own to physical attacks or magical attacks. Not to mention the strange period of time that held back the man from casting a spell repeatably.
The anorexic female champion, dressed with a black jacket and a black sports bra with tight black pants adorned with throwing knives, made her first move. She immediately disappeared in a purple smoke bomb, before appearing right in front of the man with the same trail. It was almost as if she jumped to the man, with her hands in the air. Each hand had a plain dagger which appeared to have no luster at all.
Just when she was about to slash downwards at the fully healthy man, he leaned to the left, dodging the slash. He silently thanked the mysterious puppeteer for the dodge rune belt he carried on his sash. Just as the dagger went down in the air, the man quickly summoned a large ball of red electricity. Using the momentum he used from dodging, he forced the red ball into the anorexic woman's face. She was immediately surrounded with a strange nova of electricity, before she was forced back into the enemy group.
She plopped down dead to the group beside her lanemate, a scantily clad woman carrying a four-pronged shuriken. Her face was filled with shock, seeing her teammate easily defeated by such a man. She had many wounds on her body.
The man quickly dove to her right while she was distracted, before he sent out a small yet fast moving flaming bolt from his eyes. Soon, she was covered by flames. The woman immediately tried to dive for the river on her left, but unfortunately she was too late. She burned to death in mid-air. She made it to the river, as the waters tried to douse the time-limited strong flames, but she won't live for a long time. She was foolish for staying in combat, not taking a strange blue pill everyone on each team carried to recuperate at her base of operations.
The rest of the team charged towards the man. The one leading the charge was a large man with short and wavy brown hair; and was clad in blue, yellow, and white armor with a cape that seemed to be perpetually on fire. He quickly lead the team screaming "DEMACIA!" with a large sword that was decorated at the hilt, and with an even greater fleet of foot. His feet glowed with yellow energy that carried his feet further and further. But it seemed that the man was breathing heavily, and that he cannot keep up his gait for too long in his armor.
The man simply snared him to the ground with runes rising up to meet every part of his body. He could not move anymore and his teammates were way behind him, trying to catch up. His fate was left to the man. The man simply threw a blue disk of electricity while raising his arm. It made the armored man have a much greater sensitivity to anything that is foreign magic, bringing down the magic resistance that was granted to the large man via a cross-like trinket. The blue disk bounced from him to his teammates, making them suffer the same sensitivity fate. Each of them had the same nova of electricity as the anorexic woman. They all were shocked with much energy, with their bodies unable to handle so much damage.
The armored man fell to the ground along with another champion. That champion wore nothing but a large golden circular shield with a chevron on its front, a golden and Greek helmet, and an ancient ruby spear. He donned a cape and underwear to his body which fortunately does not give the kids who are reading this a most disturbing image. He was muscular as his eyes continued to glow into his death. He fell on top of his shield and laid down his spear into the ground.
The last person alive was a midget-sized champion. He donned on a strange hat that left his head very dark. His eyes glowed from the dark facade brightly. He had on a black and purple skirt with pyramid-like shoes. There were spikes that protruded from the skirt at the bottom. He braced himself on his staff, getting ready to face more punishment.
The tattooed man sent out a missile that left the midget choking. His neck was surrounded by a fire that threatened him his death. Only one throw of a rock was needed to take down the midget, as the tattooed man sends out an electric pulse through the air with a stretch of his arm and a flick of his fingers towards the midget, ready to finish him off.
However, the midget forced his hand through the air towards the tattooed man. A large and fast-moving blue projectile quickly made its way to the man. The midget was soon hit by the pulse of electricity, and plopped to his death. When the unavoidable projectile met the tattooed man, he disintegrated into dust, no longer a threat.
Each team was no longer a threat to each other, as they both aced each other.
Back at the man's base, with the nexus in danger of exploding, the pirate spawned right next to a small shop that was manned by an animal-like shopkeeper. He moved immediately towards the enemy base and hurried to finish the job with his golden cutlass and flintlock pistol. As of now, many small minions with blue cloaks battered down the enemy nexus, a large structure with a crystal floating above it.
"GG"
