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The Emperor's New Muse Part .11

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: you need to stop Kayn. you die...

Was this crazy? Absolutely.

Did you really have much of a choice? Not at all!

With how dire of a state the Morningstar was, the closest planet that you could refuel or even better, hijack another ship, was the same planet you were fleeing from less than an hour ago.

Demaxia_Alpha was THE WORST planet you could possibly retreat to. It was the Demaxian capital, home to the king's palace and thousands of soldiers with the order to shoot you on sight. Only an insane person would return here and Jinx was out cold.

Even though your head was pounding from the stress of escaping the space battle, the adrenaline from the fight still left your hands shaking. It wasn't until now that the panic set in. The sheer insanity of even attempting to land on the Demaxian capital with a half-broken ship and two unconscious crew members. Shaking your head, you realize there is no turning back now. The only choice you had was whether you'd survive this mission or not. Turning your focus back to the controls, you took a deep breath and began searching for a place to land.

The air space and atmosphere of Demaxia_Alphas orbit was oddly vacant. You were sure that there would be fleets of military ships patroling the area with what is currently going on Kayn would have probably launched every ship they had to prevent your escape, so why weren't they here?

Even if this was some sort of ambush you had no choice but to go in and land the Morningstar next to the Palace.

The Morningstar sputters as you descend, coughing out plumes of black smog, the entire frame rattling like an elderly with Parkinsons. You bring out the landing gear only for the ship to give up and fall the last few meters as it finally dies.

The crash jolts you, making you fall to the floor of the mangled ship with the wind knocked out of your lungs. You scramble back to your feet and punch the dashboard button that opens the main door. You rush out into the demaxian palace grounds. The royal military station was abandoned, and not a single sign of life was to be found.

There was no time to stop and think about what that meant, you sprint through the base in search of any ship to commandeer. Just your luck that there were rows upon rows of fully operational Demaxian military vessels, always with the overproduction of everything with this Empire.

Running up to the closest one you immediately board it, or at least you try to, for there was no manual access to the ship entrance. Most likely you would need some sort of ID card to board anything as high tech as this. Cursing under your breath you spin on your heel and make your way to the control tower across the other side of the base. It took precious minutes of your time to be running back and forth like a lost chicken, you needed to stop Kayn and here you were fumbling around not even in orbit yet while he was already across the galaxy approaching the Ora Gate.

Hot tears of frustration and pain began to spill down your face as all your bottled emotions began to pour over the edge, Malphite is dead, Sona is dead. Kayn is winning. There was a physical urge that was tempting your body to collapse right there on the ground and just sob but you need to focus to stop Kayn and keep your remaining friends alive.

Sprinting to the control tower you skid to a halt at the automatic doors that remain closed upon your arrival, you grab the doors, sticking your fingers between them, and frantically try to rip them open. They refuse to budge and you kick the doors utterly infuriated while letting out a frustrated scream. Huffing you whip out Jinx's pistol and shoot at the door, one bullet, two bullets. Your face contorts, wrinkling in anger as you let out all of it's magazine, now aiming at where the door is meant to open from and finally, it is destroyed enough to bust through.

You run through the tower, now breaking your way through every wall and door that got in your way from the control panel. Alarms and sirens were sounding off with every violation the tower's interior received. Eventually, you burst through and into the control center. There was a ridiculous amount of stations with their own numerous monitors and elaborate keyboards.

Your eyes were peeled for any sign of one that authorized the aircraft and to your luck there was one station with a demaxian ship on its monitor. Rushing over you click through the software, checking every step with haste until you were rewarded with a clearance to take off. You memorize the ship's ID and continue on your sprint back to the aircraft bay to board your newly acquired spaceship.

After getting inside you have to navigate your way to the cock pit, finally things were moving along. You steer the ship and drive it over to where you had left the Morningstar, you had to drag both Yasuo and Jinx from one ship into the other but finally you could properly treat them using the medical a.i at your disposal. Now that they were treated, they could rest and recover while you began the high speed chase of your life.

Since Kayn had taken off he would have traveled an immense amount of lightyears across the galaxies and with no idea where the ora gates were you had zero input as to what direction to take off. That was the case until your ship's computer started to play some sort of message directed to all Demaxian Military. It was without a doubt Kayn's voice rambling through your sound system and by the sounds of it Kayn had completely fallen off the edge.

The reason why Demaxia_Alpha was abandoned? Because Kayn had ordered for all of Demaxia's military to surrender their current post and duties to meet him at the ora gates. Fortunately for you, the coordinates had been automatically assigned to every ship's navigation systems. Now that you were in space, the directions had activated and you were being auto-piloted towards the ora gates.

With your hands now free your mind was able to focus on the message that played on repeat. Kayn's voice was rambling on about how all should come bare witness to his ascension, how he was chosen for this destiny. The longer he talked the more deluded he seemed, it seemed that Rhaast had truly corrupted him beyond the point of redemption. Kayn's mind now weeps in the abyss between oblivions...idiot. What fool could think they could ever conquer the dark entity that is Rhaast.

After a while of listening to Kayn's voice on repeat a large hand comes into your view, clicking off the message. You flick your eyes to the side where Yasuo looks back at you, his gaze soft and comforting desire the grimace the rest of his features bare.

"How is she?" You ask.

"The treatment procedure is complete, she's fully healed but she's still out cold."

A pang of worry makes itself restless in your heart. "You don't think she's-"

"No, diagnostics confirmed she isn't in a coma. She's just sleeping."

You breathe out a sigh of relief. "Thank the universe."

"She was calling out to Malphite in her sleep." Yasuo mentions, his eyes cast towards the ground.

"Poor thing." You whisper, your chest tightening in empathy for Jinx. As the ship auto pilots you towards the Ora gates you are left with nothing to do but wait with your emotions stewing. They stirred in a pot that you forced the lid over while retrieving this stolen ship but now the lid was gone and your emotions begin to boil up and pour out over the edges, tears cascading down your face once more.

A dry hiccup draws you away from your second meltdown and you look back at Yasuo who just like you can no longer hold his tears back. "I let him down, Sona died in vain just like Yone."

Your hand reaches out to find its placement on his shoulder, you wanted to comfort him, tell him it was going to be ok. Have the perfect dialogue that could fix him and make everything better. But you had no words of encouragement or comfort and the silence hung between the both of you.

Instead, you chose to lean against him. You were right, there were no words that could fix the deaths of your friends. No friendship speech would bring them back. Your hand goes towards his belt and you grab at his hip flask, bringing it to your lips and taking a swig of the Vodka while looking out into the stars beyond. After a few sips, you look up at Yasuo and tilt the flask toward him.

He glances down, his eyes flicking from you to the bottle before shaking his head. "Now is not the time to give up drinking asshole." You wiggle the flask the reflection of its metal finish bouncing off of your tear stricken face.

Sighing Yasuo takes the flask from your hand and takes a swig from it.

"Better?"

"Fuck no." Yasuo snorts and leans back against you.

You both continued to indulge in the alcohol in what was otherwise a silent and solemn moment between the two of you. It helped, somewhat, to numb the pain of the entire events that had occurred thus far, but you couldn't help but feel as though it was only temporary.

The Demaxian Empire's capital planet Demaxia Alpha was swiftly approaching as the auto-pilot navigated towards the Ora gate. As you both continued to drink and stew in silence, you could only wonder what was to become of you both now.

Time passed, as space travel wasn't as instant as it's portrayed in movies. Even with light speed and wormhole hopping, it took hours before you approached your final destination.

You didn't need a GPS guide to say you were close when you could feel it for yourself. The air was thick, as your ship entered it you were hit with the pressure of the atmosphere that blocked your ears. The feeling made you stir and you stood up straight, pulling away from Yasuo who also seemed to be affected by the sensation. By now your tears had dried leaving your eyes dry and raw which only made the shining light up ahead sting more.

The light poured out from the structure up ahead. A golden glow illuminates the empty space, its shining rays stretching out far into every direction of the universe. It was ethereal, heavenly and warm, you couldn't help but be mindlessly drawn to it like a moth to a flame.

Yasuo's eyes were blown out in sheer amazement after he finally adjusted to the light and could see what it was producing such beautiful light.

A void that drew you into its pull. Drawing out feelings of vulnerability and insignificance from your hearts as if feeding off of it. A gaping maw that drifted idly in the darkest corner of the universe. Your eyes strained to focus on its shape, it was round, then it was angular, then it was twisted. It was like staring into a heat haze or a shimmering mirage. But there were two things that you were positive about the Ora Gates. First they were massive and Second, it was gold.

There was something about them that was both unsettling and incredible to witness. The glowing light that poured out from it was warm and inviting, yet at the same time it felt as though it was beckoning you towards a horrible fate. But despite that fear, there was also a lingering sense of fascination and awe that drew you to them.

Your ship is pulled in towards the hoard of Demaxian ships gathered before the base of the Ora gates. Now, up close to it, you could finally make out details. It was like staring up at an ornate golden picture frame that slowly spun on its axis, its surface shimmered of the ora essence it is made of.

And there before it was Kayn's ship, hovering above the rest of the fleet, centered as the focal point. Once you got in range of him your dashboard glitched and opened a livestream hosted by the Fractal Shear. Kayn's face was suddenly broadcasted before you and every other Demaxian ship, basking you and Yasuo in the glow of its hologram projection.

"My fellow comrades! I am honored you would all come here today! In the wake of our fallen King our great Empire has gone into a dark age with no ruler to lead us towards eminence. With no heir to assume the throne I've taken it upon myself as the High Ordinal, Jarvan's righthand man and his closest friend to follow in his footsteps and embrace the role of Demaxia's new Emperor!"

Kayn speaks with an overly confident tone, his pupils are narrowed into tiny unstable pinpricks and his lips are curled into a wide, sinister grin. It was almost embarrassing to watch how overdramatic the Ordinal had become, no doubt he was teetering off the edge of sanity.

"Demaxia was ruled by a weak man. Jarvan lacked what it took to make our empire great, he was too soft and because of his weakness we still have outliers such as rebel groups, the syndicate, and the templar order standing against us."

“Demaxia deserves to be led by a strong hand. A hand that can eradicate any obstacles in its path. Demaxia, Deserves. Me.” Kayn’s arrogance and prideful tone continued ramping up the more he spoke. In his mind, he was truly a force to be reckoned with, a being that would propel the empire towards its glory.

"Our empire is already the greatest monolithic force known to the universe! But with my rule, will begin the era of the Demaxian Empire reborn. One that could truly live up to the power and potential that Demaxia truly possesses!"

Your eyes are drawn away from the hologram and out the window towards the ora gate where Kayn now floated before in the zero gravity of space.

"What the fuck? With no spacesuit?" You stare in disbelief as Kayn defies the law of physics.

Kayn basks in the moment, it was the rising action before the climax. The bridge before the chorus. Things were only going to get better and Kayn was savouring the feeling of success. He had already won, Demaxia- no, the universe and everything beyond was now his to rule.

A dark chuckle reverberates from the scythe still equipped in his hand, the vibrations running up Kayn's arm and resounding in his core. "Finally you have proven yourself worthy, with all the ora you have harvested you have become fully unbound, you are one with Ora Kayn can you feel it?"

"I can Rhaast, now I wield unlimited power!"

The Ordinal was truly unbound from his previous human form, with pure Ora coursing through him, Kayn's body was almost tearing at the seams with how supercharged on power he was. His eyes which were once a steely blue have been taken over by the golden glow that now shone from out of his sockets, his veins that spidered up his arms now resembled cracks of lightning that pulsed with the same golden glow, every time his mouth opened light would beam out from his insides.

"Open the gate Kayn, and unleash your power!"

With a manic grin Kayn lifts one arm, his hand reaching out towards the Ora gate. As if commanding it with telekinesis the Ora Gate responds to him. A loud and low groan reverberates from it causing the demaxian ships before it to tremble from the vibrations.

It's slow rotation begins to pick up, the rings begin to spin faster as if warming up. Crackles of lightning flash from within the ring and the low hum begins to turn into a gradual whirr.

Suddenly a bullet flies by Kayn's face, barely missing the side of his cheek. Kayn's head snaps toward the insolent being who dares interrupt his moment.

"YOU AGAIN!? I SHOULD'VE KILLED YOU WHEN I HAD THE CHANCE!"

Kayn turns to look at the one rouge ship that dares to approach him, unsurprisingly it is piloted by you and Yasuo with its firearms activated. All the other ships immediately turn on you with their own weaponry trained on you. Kayn clicks his tongue and gestures for his fleet to cease.

In a blink Kayn appears right in front of the both of you, he now stands on the nose of the ship looking into the flight deck window. It was surreal seeing a man outside of a spaceship breathing and living in the vacuum of space, but Kayn wasn't an ordinary human anymore. He stares down at you with his glowing eyes.

Yasuo is quick to position himself in front of you. An intense glare is shared between the two men. You press down on the intercom button and project your voice towards Kayn. "Get away from the Ora Gate you don't know what you are doing."

The Demaxian fleet watches on from their ships in silence. You weren't surprised, everyone watching this wouldn't know what to do. Too scared to interfere with the Ordinal being so unstable.

"What are you doing Kayn? You're wasting your time with these insignificant pests! Just open the gate already!"

Kayn sneers at his scythe. "The gate WILL open."

Your perception of the Ordinal is challenged again as he steps through the window and into your ship, his body glitching out as he passes through the barrier that once separated you. You quickly draw out your pistol and don't hesitate to fire a round at Kayn, to your horror it merely passes through him and hits the windscreen behind, burying itself into the glass.

Kayn without even glancing back, makes a gesture with his hand and suddenly you feel a force weighing you down. You feel like you're underwater and the pressure of its depth is slowly crushing your organs inwards. Your finger loses control of itself and it uncurls allowing for the pistol to slip out of your grasp. You are paralysed and Kayn chuckles.

"You like that little trick? I can control the ora that is within any being making every living thing my puppet." As Kayn clenches his fist you feel a sharp pain internally. Kayn laughs at your suffering.

Yasuo growls his face contorting into an expression of unbridled rage and foolishly rushes Kayn. Not even sparing him the attention Kayn flicks his wrist and the telekinetic force throws Yasuo to the side, propelling him to crash into the side of the cockpit. Yasuo lets out a pained grunt and you watch on helplessly.

"You will sit here and watch me open those gates, feel grateful you get to witness this astronomical event."

Kayn then slips through the ship and repositions himself before the Ora gate, conducting it with his hand to make the Gate spin faster. It generates a loud resounding hum that grows in volume. You would try to ram Kayn with the ship but thousands of fleet ships had reengaged their firearms at you, any sudden movement and you would be vaporised by the entire Demaxian armada.

Something crashing from behind alerted you to Jinx's presence as she stumbles into the cockpit, barely awake. "Guy's? Why are we in a..." Jinx's confused voice dies out as she looks ahead.

The ora gates had gone from a gradual rotation into a whirling vortex, the acceleration now turning the beautiful details of the gate into a golden blur. The once empty centre of the gate was now swirling with a strange cosmic aura, it was like looking into an otherworldly mirror with a reflection made of a nebula.

Meanwhile, Kayn was calmly standing in front of the portal as he observed the vortex with a satisfied grin. "yes! YES! I COMMAND THE ORA GATE! ALL OF THIS UNIVERESES POWER WILL BE WIELDED BY ME ALONE!"

Yasuo's hand finds solace with yours as you link together. Jinx walks over to join the both of you, seeking shelter under your free arm which you use to embrace her, bringing her close to your side. You, Yasuo and Jinx watch on as the ora gate begins to flash as if fully charged.

"This is it, we lost" You murmur a sinking feeling pulling your heart down.

"Not entirely, maybe there's a chance Kayn fails-"

"Fails with what!? He's activated the gates! They are open! We're all going to die!" Jinx wails fresh hot tears streaming down her face.

A loud bang snaps everyone back to the Ora gates that were now open. Kayn draws closer and closer towards its entrance. "I CAN HEAR IT! I CAN FEEL THE ORA CALLING TO ME!"

"TAKE IT KAYN ENTER THE GATES!"

Everything went silent the moment Kayn vanished through the portal. It was the kind of silence that permeated an entire battlefield after a deadly assault. The ora gate had come to a hault and its center was filled with an inky blackness that drained the surrounding light. Was Kayn dead? What was going on in there??

The entire demaxian fleet were still, no one was willing to approach the ora gate to go after Kayn. Murmurs of the insane ordinal meeting his demise spread between the Demaxians. Your ship was still caught in the thick silence that suffocated each of you. Your breath refused to escape pass your through and your lungs began to burn as you waited in anticipation for anything to happen.

Jinx was latched onto your arm squeezing it tight in her grip in an attempt to ground herself from shaking. Yasuo continued to grip your hand tightly aswell, his features sunken with an internal dread. All eyes were transfixed into the void before you.

A low rumbling resounded from within the portal, one that was louder and deeper than before. It traveled through space and rattled the interior of the ships with its frequency shooting chills up your spine. It groaned and creaked, then it began to shake, like something inside was stirring.

You watch in awe as someone emerges, no, not someone, something. You wouldn't be wrong to assume it was a person as whatever it is was roughly the same size and build as Kayn, but this wasn't Kayn.

From the void came a being, a fractured and violent adaptation of Kayn. It's skin was made of darkness with a glowing red center held together by the ornamental shards that adorned its body. Upon his head was crowned an imposing set of arched horns and his ordinal uniform was gone expect for the torn pants. This being was no longer Kayn but the vessel reposessed by the sentient alien scythe, Rhaast.

Rhaast emerged from the ora his voice bellowing out across the galaxy for all to hear. "The test has ended. I am victorious! I am the herald of oblivion! I! Am! Rhaast!" The creature cackles in victory before approaching the Demaxian fleet before him.

"Kayn is gone. What is left is ruination!"

You turn to Yasuo in a panic "We need to leave, get us out of here!"

"But I'm the adventure pilot-"

"NOW IS NOT THE FUCKING TIME JINX." You regret snapping at her harshly but urge Yasuo with a push to take over the control center. You begin to break away from the hoard of armada ships as Rhaast approaches at an alarming speed.

Rhaast hovers before the fleet his serrated scythe glinting in his hand. "What an honour, Kayn. To watch me slaughter everything you wished to rule." And then Rhaast lunges to attack.

You watched in horror as the human sized being was able to tear through army space ships thosaunds of times his size. One ship, he sliced in half with one swing of his scythe. Another ship, he burrowed into, tearing a hole through, forcing Demaxian soldiers to be pulled though the opening into the vacuum of space outside. Their bodies torn and spat out. The next ship is invaded through his phasing abilities and Rhaast tears through the soldiers, ripping them apart.

Rhaast's slaughter is vicious and insatiable as he hops from one ship to another, slaughtering them faster than they can react. The surrounding fleet have also taken their chance and floor it, everyone is scattering into random directions. But Rhaast is an unstoppable force that can chase anything down. Other ships chose to fight as they draw their firearms to shoot at Rhaast who simply laughs at their attempts, he is simply too fast for them and the Demaxian armada end up hitting one another with heir own fire.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?" Jinx shrieks drawing your attention towards the Ora gate.

Two giant, clawed hands creep from the blackness of the gate and perch themselves onto the corners of the portal. Something was coming through the gate and into your world and it was massive.

Suddenly your ship jerks from something strong hitting it hard and you are forced to look at Rhaast who has landed on the nose of your ship in front of your windscreen. Just like Kayn he is able to pass through the glass that separates you and he steps aboard. Now you could see his face in greater detail.

His face was featureless except for a toothy maw that is plated in gold forming segmented mandibles, the rest of his head is made of a polished globe with a nebula swirling within.

He approches the three of you and you make a point to step in between Rhaast and Jinx with an arm guarding her back defensively. But both of you knew you stood no chance against Rhaast.

Rhaast walks up to you, his tall frame towering over yours. "It turns out the scythe was evil and wants to annihilate all reality. Who could've guessed?" You take a step back and Rhaast cocks his head to the side in amusement.

"What happened to all that fire you had Y/N? You were filled with so much anger that field your passion. That's what I liked about you." Rhaast turns towards Yasuo and throws his scythe at him like a throwing knife that embeds itself into Yasuo's chest. You cry out for Yasuo as Rhaast walks over to the fallen captain and wrenching the scythe out of his chest causing Yasuo to bleed out onto the floor.

Jinx trembles and hugs you from behind, burying her face into your back. But Rhaast is quick to rip her away from you and tears her head off right in front of you, letting her head drop to the ground with a dull thud.

Now it is you and Rhaast, you had lost the only family you had come to love and care for and your entire life and existence was now about to be ended.

"Why?" Is all your able to croak out.

"Because I live to reap chaos and violence." Rhaast lunges forward and slices at your already wounded torso and then he disappears. You fall to the ground and clutch your wound, looking around confused. You can't see Rhaast but you can feel his presence, your body feels cold and something inside you stirs.

"I'm sick of being the one trapped inside a mind, how I was forced to witness to Kayn's thought's." Rhaasts voice echoes within your mind. "That idiot was an ambitious fool, he had delusions of grandeur. All he could ever think about was ruling the universe as a cosmic emperor, constantly I had to witness these fantasies of him being the greatest threat to the universe that's all he thought about, except for you. Whenever he wasn't obsessing over the ora gates or his duties he was thinking of you, I had to suffer seeing you live in his head as a source of obsession. Albiet one he never acted upon but something about you fascinates him...I don't see it." With that Rhaast finishes his ultimate move, bursting out your body, instantly killing you.

You fall to the ground lifeless and Rhaast gaze lingers on you before looking towards the giant figure that pulls itself out of the ora gate. Finally, his brethren have arrived.

"Bare witness to the Dark Star! Bare witness to Rhaast!"

Bad Ending: The Dark Star.

Took forever but I pulled through once again! For a long time, I've criticized Odyssey Kayn's skin. It is, in my opinion, his greatest skin of all time. It genuinely has the best voice lines and interactions that Heartsteel Kayn just doesn't have (fight me) and the idea/concept was groundbreaking compared to his previous skins. Anyways here's a shitty half assed redesign to his base form's uniform because I'm a fashion snob:

No, I'm not 100% proud or think that it's complete but it's been sitting around for MONTHS, might as well share it.

Part Twelve: coming soon...ish.

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .10

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: it only gets worse.

The Morningstar was quiet. The crew was exhausted and stressed about barely escaping the palace only minutes before. Only Jinx seemed to be doing well, humming a pop tune and bouncing along to the beat in her pilot's chair. But that was Jinx, never fazed by the violence around her but rather attracted to it. At least someone was coping well.

Malphite was a tough guy who wasn't affected by the battle. He tended to each member, using his medical knowledge to patch up and deal with the injuries.

You clutched your torso. Your wounds had reopened when you fled. Malphite's working his hardest to close up the gaping lacerations. Yasuo had gone quiet, staring out of the ship's window, looking ahead into the expanse of space.

Sona too was quiet, but that was normal for the Templar. However, you couldn't deny there was a defeated look in her eye. Things were not looking good for the Morningstar, and they were about to get worse.

"Holy shitballs! Guys you need to take a look at this!"

Everyone looks up, pausing their moping to focus on Jinx. She looks at her screen with her mouth agape. You and the others gathered around, peeking over her shoulder to glimpse at what she was so shocked over.

Headlining news: King Jarvan IV Found Dead. Space Pirate Culprits At Large.

A confused sound involuntarily left everyone's mouths. Jinx continued to scroll through the Demaxian digital newspaper. A photo of the Morningstar along with pictures of everyone included.

"That bastard!" Yasuo growls. His lips curled in a vicious sneer, but his eyes were wide and dilated.

"We didn't kill the king?..." Malphite says clearly confused about the situation. Jinx whispered something into his ear, probably explaining what was going on. A moment later Malphites giant fists slammed down onto the ship's floor panels. "That Bastard!"

Sona merely looked ahead, her golden eyes were dull and empty looking. Out of everyone who was furious she was contrastingly sullen.

A little blinker on the ship's dashboard made Jinx pipe up. "Shit! The tank is leaking fuel!"

Panic began to wash over the initial fury. We had barely escaped Demaxia_Alpha with thousands of palace guards and locus armada on our tails, The Morningstar was slowly traveling across deep space at an agonizing pace. Like a wounded dog dragging its dying body, it was only a matter of time before we got caught.

Out of instinct, you go to check the windows, peering out into the inky blackness of space for any movement or sign of a Demacian ship closing in on you. The abyss remained seemingly empty for now.

"Where do we go now?" you ask "All of Demaxia is after us now..."

"We are trapped on a failing ship, we are rapidly running out of fuel and eventually our rations and supplies will deplete."

"There is no planet that we can make it to that wouldn't sound the alarm on us."

You were right, there was nowhere to seek shelter and hide, with Demaxia ruling every nearby system there wasn't a single place safe from Kayn.

A sinking feeling began to take over as you took another peak out of the windows. You were all stranded in the middle of deep space, a dark empty expanse where you knew knew there was nothing outside yet you felt so exposed.

Like a moment from a shark movie, you were on a deflating lifeboat knowing that somewhere in the ocean was a giant megalodon stalking you, it could strike any moment and there was nothing you could do about it.

You were destined to be snatched up.

Just how long would it be until Kayn sunk his jaws into you?

A blaring siren snaps you from your thoughts, a red light flashes throughout the ship.

"Jinx what's happening now!?" You ask, yelling over the blaring alarm.

Jinx whips her head to look at you, her pigtails harshly swinging behind her. "It's an intruder alert!"

Your eyes are suddenly drawn to behind her, staring at the wall that began to emit a strange light, the wall is glitching like a TV screen. Before you can process how that is even possible a figure emerges, passing through the wall ignoring the physical law that it's a solid object.

It's Kayn.

You freeze in your tracks as your stomach drops and you feel a wave of fear and dread wash over you. Rhaast is in Kayn's grip, drawn back, ready to swing. The entire crew freezes up and stares up at Kayn, the intruder alert still blasting in the background.

Jinx is the first one to overcome her shock and tries to fire a pistol at the demaxian, but her bullets simply pass through him as if he's a hologram. Ignoring her attempts, Kayn swings Rhaast, the neon blade slicing the air in a sweeping motion.

Malphite acts instantly, grabbing Jinx by the back of her top and yanking her out of range. If this moment was in any different context you would've joked that she looked like a chihuahua being handled in a dog vest.

Yasuo unsheaths his sword and sends a gust of wind spiraling towards Kayn but the Ordinal merely cuts through it and with another slash of his scythe, cuts Yasuo's blade in half.

Caught off guard Yasuo gasps nearly getting sliced as Kayn strikes again, there was no time to react. Kayn moves with lightning speed and precision, his actions sharp and decisive. He outmaneuvers all of the crew members. Each one of their attacks hits the air, barely missing Kayn as he moves effortlessly, like a ghost. He sends more strikes toward the crew, slicing through their weapons and armor with ease. The air is quickly filling with flashing sparks and the crew is beginning to panic.

Even with all five of you against him Kayn was still gaining the upper hand, continously poking each of you with attacks that left you weakened and exposed. You were barely managing to keep up with the fight as everyone is forced back and on the defensive.

Sometimes you wish you had a specialty like the others, Yasuo was good with swords, Jinx was good with guns and firepower, Malphite was good with brute force and Sona was a good mage. As you fought Kayn you were forced to be resourceful, during you evasive moves you managed to grasp at was was once a metal pipe fixtured to the ceiling that got knocked down in the fight, steam pouring out of the hole. With the sturdy metal bar in your grip you used it to block each swing Kayn took at you, always aiming for it to collide with the handle of Rhaast so that his blade couldn't cut through.

You feel the pressure of his attacks growing as you realize the others aren't faring any better against the demacian. You try to maneuver around Kayn, to position yourself behind him to launch an attack he can't parry while battling the others. Yet somehow Kayn managed to keep you within his line of sight.

Nobody is able to stand up to Kayn, his sheer force of will alone makes every single one of you cower and flinch. He radiates a menacing and lethal aura that feels like death itself, like a predator playing with its prey.

"So much flesh to rend! carve me into them all Kayn!!"

Malphite was the first, his tough armor skin spit and gave way to Rhaasts blade. Kayn managed to skewer his entire torso and for the first time you heard him wail in agony. Malphite backs off with a limp cowering while Sona steps in using her ora to heal him while making a protective barrier between herself and Kayn.

It isn't effective as with a single hit Kayn breaks through and prepares to strike down, Jinx cuts in spraying a barrage of bullets between Kayn and Sona forcing the ordinal back and riddling the wall to their side with holes. Yasuo slides behind Sona to pull her further back away from Kayn while you jump in to block another swing of Rhaast aimed at Jinx.

The demaxian lets out a hiss of frustration. "Sona! you will open the gate!" With a powerful kick he sends you to the floor. "Don't think you're going to make it alive after this! All of you! Will be dead by the end of this!" Kayn swings down his scythe, you try to scramble out of the way but Kayn has gotten faster. You are saved by Yasuo dashing in to whisk you out of range at the last second.

He is out of breath, without his sword he can only use his swiftness and wind abilities. But he was burning out, soon he wouldn't be able to keep up with the fight. A bead of sweat accumulates with the sheen on his forehead, he glances at you for a moment and you are able to see the fear in his eyes.

"Face me, Captain! Face me and die!" Kayn yells launching himself into the air ready to come down on the both of you with another attack. Kayn was relentless he wasn't tiring out, even against five other people he wasn't breaking a sweat.

Yasuo grabs you ready to dash again, but as Yasuo springs off the floor Kayn is quick to use one leg to trip him up. Yasuo slips, the stumble causing both him and you to fall back in line with the trajectory of Kayn and Rhaast. You try to push Yasuo out of the way despite it being destined for the both of you to be impaled.

Letting out a shrieking war cry Jinx comes in throwing her empty machine gun at Kayns head, instantly he straightens up and slices through the gun like soft butter. With the split second of attention taken off of you and Yasuo. "Come and play jinx" Kayn yells, a thrilled grin appearing on his face.

Jinx follows up with throwing out her grenades, each one gets dodged smoothly by Kayn, only blowing up the ships interior. The intruder alert alarm continues to blare, now joined by more and more alerts as the ship continues to gain internal damage.

Sona watches on in silence while she tends to Malphite, Jinx was relentless, just as determined and arranged as the Ordinal. Yasuo while out of breath continued to use his abilities in short bursts to narrowly evade and poke at Kayn. You also struggled, without a reliable weapon or magic at hand you were at a disatvantage, but you continued to fight.

"I'm hanging here!" Jinx yells, you can hear the fear and desperation seeping through Jinx's words, but she continues to launch her attacks and grenades at Kayn, despite her attempts doing very little. Malphite was still hurt badly, the demaxian had carved through the golem's armored skin and his wounds were severe. He could barely fight now, despite his best efforts.

Yet he still tried, every time Jinx got too close to getting struck by Kayn Malphite would grab at the ship to launch pieces of its interior at the Ordinal or smash shock waves into the floor. His yells were desperate for his friend. "Jinx!" "Look out Jinx!"

With the help of Sona's abilities, both you and Yasuo were able to continue. "What's the plan?" You yell out to the captain.

"Don't die" Yasuo grunts matter of factly.

"Die!" Kayn yells in sync with Yasuo.

"Blow shit up!" Jinx cheers, her range of weapons destroying the entire interior of the Morningstar, creating another problem that you'd have to face in the future...if you could live till then.

You were ripped from your thoughts as Kayns hand gripped your throat, hoisting you up in the air.

"Don't get distracted y/n, that's how you get caught dear."

Instinctively you try to kick Kayn in the head, he blocks it with his arm. You swiftly attack with your other leg but he is faster and blocks again, using both legs you try to lock them together to deliver a more powerful kick centered to his face. Blocked again.

"You need to be less predictable" Kayn chuckles darkly, his fingers coiling tighter around your neck. You could feel your head building up in the head, there was no doubt it was turning red. The erratic pulse of your heart thrummed in your ears making all other noises sound distant and reverberating.

Jinx lets out a war shriek and rams into Kayn, hitting him with the side of her gun like a baton. "Unhand her you hot freak!" Even in your weakened state, you sent her a "wtf" look. Kayn simply ignores the pilot, blocking each of her attacks with one arm without even looking at her. His stare locked onto yours.

"I'm going to make you suffer, once I'm done strangling you I will skin you alive and force you to watch your insides fall out as you die!" Kayn's voice began to overlap with his sentient alien scythes.

By this point pain was shooting up your body in sync with your pulse and your lungs were searing in hot pain. The edges of your vision were fading into a dark vignette and the rest of your body was growing limp and heavy.

With a powerful kick, Kayn sends Jinx sliding across the floor. Yasuo tries to rush in but is sent back when Kayn drops you to launch a sweeping slash. The blade catches on the front of Yasuos torso and rips a gash across. Yasuo stumbles back and Kayn goes in for another attack but Jinx jumps back in still screaming, with one strike Kayn hoists Rhaast with his blade facing upwards to slice at Jinx from below.

Jinx jumps back but her pant leg gets snagged by Rhaasts curved blade and Kayn uses it to hook and drag her in one swift move toward himself. She gets flipped onto her back and Rhaast buries himself into the flesh of her shoulder blade, Jinx howls in pain but manages to shoot her pistol from behind her back, looking over her shoulder. Kayn dislodges the scythe to block the bullet, it ricochets off of Rhaast and hits Yasuo, grazing the side of his neck.

Weakly you try to trip Kayn with your leg but unsurprisingly he doesn't even spare you any attention, merely stepping over you and walking slowly towards Sona. The templar had been working so hard, multitasking between healing Malphite and boosting the others.

"I've had enough of these games, it's time to go." He sneers, grabbing her by the arm. Sona was never a physically strong human so she easily gave way to Kayns force, he hoists her to her feet and drags her across the room. Malphite who had mostly recovered rushes Kayn from behind only to have the Ordinal whip around to hack into the Golem again. "YESSS RIP AND TEAR INTO HIM KAYN!"

Malphite is brought to his knees, clutching the gaping wounds that riddle his body. "Malphite!" Jinx wails, crawling over to her best friend desperately, Kayn is quick to kick Jinx across the face while she's on the floor, she spits out a tooth, her eye begins to swell. Malphite reaches out to her making a sad whimpering sound before glaring at Kayn "You hurt Jinx...You must DIE-" His roar is cut off as Rhaast is suddenly buried to the hilt in the Golem's throat, Malphite lets out a surprised gurgle a dying breath escaping the space in his throat before eventually slumping over with glassy eyes.

"NOOOOOOOO!" Jinx's cries were shrill and primal. She scrambles across the floor toward her best friend tears leaking from her swollen face. Her head whips towards Kayn and another rattling growl comes out, she's suddenly back onto her feet in a fit of hysteria and rushes Kayn. Yasuo tackles her as Kayn retaliates, taking the blow of his scythe. They both fall to the ground Yasuo's arms hugging Jinx close, as they bounce off the floor Jinx coughs and sputters looking at Yasuo and the giant gash across his abdomen and back, blood seeping out in copious amounts.

"No no nonononono". Jinx rambles her words slurred, she grasps at Yasuo and shakes him worriedly. You struggle to recover yourself, your old wounds had definitely reopened yet again. Kayn looks down at the four of you with contempt. "Look at this, the famous Morningstar finally on their knees." He walks back over to stand directly in front of you all his golden eye now gleaming with ora.

With the tip of Rhaasts blade, Kayn tilts Yasuo's head to look up at him. "First I kill your brother, and now you. How poetic." Yasuo can only bare his teeth in a pained growl, his blood continuing to pool onto the surrounding floor. Jinx has been reduced to a sobbing mess as she clings on helplessly to Malphite's body, with no more bullets, clips, or magazines left to let out her fury. "What's wrong Jinx? Are you tired of playing already? I'm only starting."

Kayn turns back to Sona. "This could've gone so much differently, as a Templar I expected better from you. If only you gave yourself up earlier, you wouldn't have to watch your friends die." Sona's eyes widen as Kayn turns back towards the Morningstar crew. Jinx, Yasuo, and you were all at his mercy now.

Rhaast's blade glints with every flash of the red siren light. "FINALLY! CULL THEIR NUMBERS! DISMEMBER THEM ALL!" Kayn grins, each approaching step making your heart tremble with fear.

His boots stop right before you, you strain your eyes to stare up at him as he imposingly stares down at you. The red light behind him casts an imposing shadow upon you. There were no final words, no more smart quips. Kayn swings.

And Sona intercepts.

Kayns eyes are blown wide as he watches Rhaasts blade pierce himself into the chest of the Templar. "WHAT? NO!"

Everyone stares in shock as everything slows down. Sona's chest glows in a golden light where Rhaast's blade penetrates. Panicked, Kayn pulls Rhaast out hastily and gold flows out. Sona who was once floating, now falls to the ground. The Morningstar crew cries out for Sona. You too scream out, hand outstretched towards the Templar, she locks her eyes onto you, those beautiful golden eyes like pools of swirling gold glitter, and between your minds, she speaks something when finally the golden light from her chest fades.

"YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO KILL THE TEMPLAR! WE NEED HER ALIVE" Rhaast roars at Kayn, the Scythe's ora roiling.

"WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO THE MAGE GOT IN THE WAY!"

"YOU LET YOUR RAGE GET IN THE WAY OF YOUR ABILITY TO REACT! I KNEW YOU WERE TOO OBSESSED WITH THE MORNINGSTAR!"

"SHUT UP RHAAST WE CAN HEAL HER!" Kayn kneels before Sona, lifting her up as he looks over her wounds. It was ugly, a giant tear where Rhaasts blade had perfectly slotted between her rips slicing her heart, there was no faint pulse Sona was truly gone. Not like Kayn ever learned to use his ora abilities for healing, and the only medic here on the Morningstar was also dead.

Kayn lets Sona's body drop to the floor and he gets up, a dark grimace cast on his face. With an outstretched hand, golden ora snakes out of Sona's chest and into the air seeking refuge into Kayn's palm. Copious amounts of Ora feeds into Kayn sending a shiver down his spine.

"What do you think you're doing?" You gasp out weakly.

"Harvesting her ora of course" Kayn replies coldly. "The Templar had an affinity for aura and I wish to have it for myself." As the ora enters Kayn's body his eye begins to glow brighter and brighter until his entire eye is glowing. He gasps. "Forget the Templar Rhaast I alone can open the Ora gate."

And just like that Kayn turned his back to you and walked away, phasing through the wall like when he first entered the Morningstar. From the view of the window, you could see the locus armada mother ship. No, it was much larger. It had to be the late King's personal warship.

It loomed over the Morningstar like a creature of the deep, something much bigger and more ferocious than a shark. It along with its fleet, swarmed around like a hungry pack of animals. You were expecting to be fired upon, to be finished, but to your surprise, the Demaxian ships turned and after engaging hyperspace drive disappeared into the abyss of deep space.

Stunned you glance around, Yasuo is still bleeding out and Jinx for the first time ever is silent. Forcing yourself to your feet you start by dragging your remaining friends into Malphites medbay. You struggle to drag Yasuo onto the bed, then Jinx, propping them up against each other to stay upright.

You didn't know the first thing about first aid but God were you going to figure it out right now, you were not going to lose one more friend today. First, you needed to stop the bleeding, Yasuo had it the worst, human vital organs are located in the front so that's where you should start a simple dressing wasn't going to be enough and a tunicate only works on a limb, not the torso.

Taking off his shirt you use it to apply pressure, Yasuo hisses in pain, and you grab his hand and apply it to his wound. "Hold it there as tight as you can". Yasuo shakily nods and grunts as he holds it in place. You go to look over Jinx, just a swollen face and a tooth missing, you gently brush her hair away and tuck it behind her hair before grabbing an icepack and holding it to her swelling. At least you were certain Jinx was going to make it.

Now to figure out how to close Yasuo's wounds, he had already bled through his tshirt. Stitches are what is normally done right? You just need a needle and thread. You search through the drawers to find anything you can use. Drawer after drawer is ripped open and rummaged through, the items insides carelessly swiped aside in desperation. Panic begins to seep in as you fail to find any thread or needles.

Your hearbeat becomes erratic again, no no no where is it? Your searching around the medbay becomes more frantic the longer time passes. Each second that goes by is a second more that Yasuo bleeds out. A firm large hand grasps your arm, you pause and turn to look at Yasuo whos looks at you with a calm gaze.

"We need to stop Kayn."

You shake your head. " There's no need, Kayn can't do anything now...now that Sona's gone."

Yasuo's eyes darken and his facial features feel a little heavier. "Something tells me that Kayn has found another way, we can't risk that chance. Jinx can't pilot the ship in this state. It's up to you to get us there."

You try to refuse you open your mouth to retort against him but he interrupts you. "Don't worry about me, I'll figure out how to close this up, just get us to the ora gate."

You nod and run off toward the cock pit, it had been completely obliterated. The walls have been ripped off and the floor has been torn up, steam gushes from exposed pipes and wires crackle with sparks of electricity. You pick your way over to the pilots bay, the seat is destroyed so instead you stand in front of the dashboard. So many error icons flash on the screen like a faulty car. Looks like you have to manually override and drive the ship yourself.

But where do you go? The Morningstar was already dying before Kayn came and further destroyed the Morningstar, the situation you were in earlier still stands. You are desperately close to running out of fuel so you simply can't chase after Kayn to the Ora Gates. You need to find somewhere to restock and get medical attention for Yasuo and Jinx but every planet in the galaxy is warranted to arrest you under Kayn's new law.

Drastic times require drastic measures, it was risky but you needed to take every risk in order to prevent Kayn from opening the Ora gates, so you steer course the Morningstar and fully turn it around. You were going back to Demaxia_alpha.

Part 11: Here

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So I've been wanting to start a Heartsteel x reader series for a while, hopefully after my Odyssey Kayn series I can get started.

My initial idea was to have the reader be a part of the team helping the boy band with their debut (like a manager/assistant).

But here's my latest idea: Meeting the Heartsteel boys through gaming and joining their discord group, unaware they are uprising popstars.

So look forward to that after The Emperor's New Muse's completion.

#heartsteel #heartsteel x reader #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel yone #heartsteel k'sante #heartsteel ezreal #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel alune #heartsteel sett

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .9

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: The exchange goes horribly wrong...

A/N: Thank you for supporting this story and thank you to those who motivated me to continue writing.

The Fractal Shear landed on the Royal Military Station, next to the Royal Palace. You were once again being walked through the palace port, passing by thousands of troops. No soldier paid you any attention, remaining stoic and ignoring your situation with one glance at the Ordinal leading your group.

You had to walk through the massive expanse. Lead past various subways of bullet trains that transported the military throughout the planet via an underground train system.

It didn't even feel like you had left the Fractal Shear. With how everything in Demaxia is made of cold, dark metal and sterile lighting, it felt like you were inside an expansion of the ship.

"So where is this exchange happening anyways?" you ask, unable to bear the deafening silence among your group.

It only felt fitting that Kayn continued his usual behavior during the most critical moment of your escape plan. His calm demeanor was unnerving, you were certain that he was just waiting for the right time to pull something cruel on you, to take away your hopes. The closer you got to the edge of the district the more nervous you became.

"We're taking you into the grand courtroom. The Morningstar will land on our military station and the ship will be confiscated until after the exchange. Wouldn't want your friends trying to leave too soon."

Crap Kayn had thought of everything. By having the exchange happen inside the palace, you and your team are in a lot of danger. You'd be trapped in an unfamiliar environment infested with demaxian soldiers overseeing everything. Plus with the Morningstar being so far from reach, it would be almost impossible to pull off a flawless escape.

As you continue to walk down the corridors of the Royal Palace the intensity of your emotions increases. You feel nervous about how your team might pull off this getaway. With how crucial this situation is, the entire scenario could go south.

Sometimes foreshadowing is relatively obvious.

You were brought into the Demaxian Palace and immediately your breath was taken away. The grand size of Demaxia's ships and cities could not prepare you for the Palace itself.

The sheer size and opulence of the Demaxian Palace was breathtaking. You have never seen such extravagant architecture before. The palace was imposing and dwarfed everything you have ever seen before. The grandeur of the rooms and the length of the halls make this entire structure seem more like an entire city, instead of just a place for the royalty to live.

The Demaxian Palace was a dramatic shift from the Military Station and subways leading toward it. Instead of the cold and dark metal scheme that you were so accustomed to, the Palace stood out in its contrasting palette of ivory and silver.

The grand courtroom lived up to its name. There was a balcony floor that overlooked everything similar to that of a theater room. Hundreds of executive chairs with elongated bodies were immaculately tucked into long lines of marble tables. Giant pillars arched above holding up the grand ceiling decorated with beautiful paintings depicting the galaxy.

Kayn and his soldiers waited at the center of the room, standing before the center table and staring at the adjacent entrance.

Eventually, you pick up on marching footsteps approaching, and the grand doors part open. A troop of soldiers enter, along with your friends Yasuo, Jinx, Malphite, and Sona. You immediately notice their lack of weapons. Yasuo was without his sword and Jinx was missing her barrage of weaponry.

It becomes apparent that your odds of survival are even slimmer than anticipated.

The moment your eyes meet, Jinx smiles and begins to wave excitedly "(y/n)! you're still alive!! How was rooming with Kayn?~"

You roll you're eyes, Jinx sure does have a weird way of saying things. Jinx waving her hands and trying to interact like nothing was wrong despite being escorted in was such a Jinx thing to do. It was both nerve racking and comforting to see that she seemed so normal despite being stripped of all her weapons and held by Demaxian soldiers. If there was one thing you knew about her, it was that you could count on her to always be herself no matter the situation that she was in.

"Absolute torture. How have you been?"

"You know, same old running away from Demaxian enforces. Yasuo was so stressed out- HEY!" Jinx protests as a soldier nudges her with his gun demanding her to shut up.

The group of soldiers escorting the Morningstar crew continues to usher everyone further into the courtroom. You stole a glance at Yasuo desperate to see the confidence of having a plan in his eyes. But there was no twinkle of hope or a smug smirk there was only fear.

Without his weapons and surrounded by armed Demaxian Soldiers he looked more vulnerable than you had ever seen him look before. The only thing you could hope for now was that the rest of the crew had some sort of plan because clearly Yasuo did not.

Your gaze desperately flicks over to Sona, the only member of the Morningstar you had faith in. But Sona merely looked directly at Kayn with a solemn look, she unlike the others (excluding Jinx because she's just insane) showed no fear toward the Ordinal.

Despite the circumstances Sona remained quiet and calm.

Kayn was solely focused on the Templar. "At last, Sona. The secrets of the Ora Gate will be mine!"

Yasuo steps infront of Sona, blocking her from Kayn with a stern glare. "Have you fulfilled the terms of our agreement?"

Kayn nods "Yes, the charges against you for your brothers gruesome murder have been dropped."

"And the bounty reward?"

"A sum of two hundred billion credits have been wired over." Kayn brings up a hologram projection from his wrist showing that indeed the money had been transferred.

"And your promises to my crew?."

"Malphite has been recommended and accepted into the Demaxian Academy Of Clinical Medicine." As proof an acceptance letter was put on display. "As for the loose canon, you'll find a shipping container of our weapons has been loaded onto your Morningstar. The hologram projection switches to live security feed from on board the Morningstar showing a team of Demaxian soldiers loading said container into the cargo port.

Even though Kayn had kept his promises so far Yasuo's gaze remained hard. "Now give (y/n) back."

You feel Kayn's hand latch onto your arm in a steel grip.

"The templar first".

It's not like Yasuo had much of a choice, they were surrounded by a few hundred soldiers all armed with plasma guns. The soldiers closest to your friends were nudging Yasuo to step aside so that Sona could freely walk over to where Kayn and you stood.

Sona takes initiative and begins to walk her way over to your side of the courtroom. Her strides were hidden under her dress giving the illusion of her gracefully floating across the floor. The dark visors of every soldier turning to follow her movement.

You realized you were holding your breath when she finally made it over to you. Yasuo's narrow eyes dart between Sona, Kayn, and yourself.

"Now let (y/n) go."

Kayn's grip releases from your arm and his boot makes contact with your back as he kicks you away forcing you to stumble forward. You scramble to your feet and look back at Sona.

You look at her desperately trying to find solace in her expression, for her to assure you this was all part of the plan. There was a plan, right? But Sonas eyes only stared back with the same solemn expression as before.

Your heart sank now that you'd come to the realization that there was no plan. Yasuo was actually going to give Sona up. You could feel tears of frustration welling in your eyes and you glared at Yasuo. How dare he actually let Kayn win, He just doomed the universe for some materialistic rewards.

All eyes were on you as you traded places with Sona, you had barely reached your spot next to Yasuo when Kayn speaks up. His green eye casts down on you. "Kill them."

Instantly all the guns in the courtroom train on you and your friends, the synchronized clicks and hums of hundreds of plasma riffles echoing in the giant room.

Everything happened so quickly, You were in an impossible situation and you had no chance to avoid a bloodbath. Everyone freezes in their tracks, unable to move an inch as you stare in terror at the sheer number of guns pointed right at you. Everyone there is now at the mercy of the Demaxian Soldiers who have no reason to hesitate to pull the trigger. It seems that this is the end of the line for all of you.

With a resounding crescendo, your vision is abruptly blinded by a golden light. Everyone is shaken, the Demaxian soldiers have been briefly knocked down. At the center of it all stood Sona, who wields an orb of aura between her hands.

Using a fluid motion of her arms she sends out another wave of pure ora, the raw energy blasting everyone with the power of an extreme blizzard. From across the room, her eyes connect with yours and a single message is telepathically spoken.

"Run".

Yasuo grabs you by the arm in a desperate grip and everyone takes off towards the massive entrance. Along the way, Jinx swipes the guns of various soldiers still knocked out by the blast. She throws one for you to catch while she continues to sprint, wielding a riffle in each hand, a sinister cackle coming from her.

As you run you feel your body becoming lighter allowing you to speed up. You breathe a sigh of relief as Sona joins your side, her celerity spell boosting everyone towards and out the grand door. The moment everyone is out of the grand courtroom you turn to look at the mess in your wake.

Chairs had been blown to the ground, and many Demaxian soldiers remained limp, only a few were left moaning and twitching. That blast of Ora was powerful enough to incapacitate targets. But to your horror, standing in the center of it all was Kayn.

Unlike the sea of men slumped over, taken out by the ora. Kayn stands tall with his scythe planted firmly on the ground, its center growing large as it draws in the golden essence.

How was this possible? Everyone else got destroyed in the blast, there's no way he survived that. You could only watch on in horror at what Kayn did next.

Getting up from his kneeling position and straightening himself Kayn stood with a proud posture, his arms spread out. The palm of his right hand glows with ora. From the bodies of the fallen rise tendrils of golden essence that get pulled into his outstretched hand. Kayn was absorbing everyone's ora. His green eye sparkles and glows, becoming more golden.

You and your friends find yourself in a large hallway, in the distance is the sound of charging footsteps. It wouldn't be long until more Demaxian soldiers flooded the scene. Yasuo takes the lead, remembering the way that he and his crew were escorted through.

Jinx mounts herself onto Malphite's back holding onto his dorsal plates and begins to shoot up the palace interior, squealing in delight. More soldiers begin to emerge from the palace halls, flooding into view in giant waves.

They just keep coming, more come in to replace the few you can manage to take out. It's like an infestation of roaches emerging from a nest. You are forced to run, there was no time to try and take care of the imperials.

Kayn rushes through the wave chasing you from behind, The mass parts for the Ordinal who shoves everyone aside. His actions are rough and erratic, his teeth are bared in a permanent snarl, and his green eye glints.

With long and powerful strides, Kayn manages to catch up to you. He covered a large distance in an impossible display of speed. It was like a nightmare where no matter how hard you pushed your body to flee the monster was always faster.

In his left hand is Rhaast, glinting with each stride Kayn takes. It's center of Ora warps and shifts like an eyeball staring down its prey. Within the sea of noise, Rhaast's voice cuts through the sounds of yelling and gunfire.

"Rip out their organs Kayn!"

With a mighty leap, Kayn launches himself into the air. He flys above you looking down like a bird of prey. He swings Rhaast upwards preparing to bring down the scythe to slice your entire team down the middle.

"SONA! LOOK OUT!" You scream gesturing to the templar in with a single gesture. She nods understanding you and builds up a core of ora between her hands and lets it out in a radial blast just like earlier.

You expect Kayn to be blown away and knocked down by the force emitted but to your horror, he breaks through. While the rest of the imperials are instantly stunned and fall to the ground, Kayn remains untouched by the blast. And he continues to fall through with his downward strike attack.

There is no time to react, Kayn is hurtling toward you at a flat-out speed. You can't even brace for impact-

A golden shield instantly appears forming over you and your friends, you look up amazed as Kayn is slowed down. He was inches away from killing all of you, yet as he made contact with the ora shield he is effectively blocked. You turn to Sona relieved that she managed to stop Kayn, you were almost certain Kayn has outpowered her.

But Sona wasn't casting the shield, she looked back at you, her eyes wide in confusion. Her hands were not manifesting ora, she was frozen in a defensive stance using her arms to shield her body. Within these split seconds, your mind raced. If Sona wasn't shielding you, then who was?

You look to Kayn whose enraged state has vanished into an expression of shock. He stands next to the force field that protects you his eyes trained on something up and ahead of you. Following his gaze you look towards a grand balcony where a mysterious man stood.

A stoic man stood tall before you, shallow lines carved his face in a mature charm. Tufts of medium length dark hair peeked out from an elegantly decorated barbute helmet. His large frame was mantled with a set of sleek streamlined armor. In his right hand was a grand lance and his left hand was outstretched. He was the source of the ora shield.

It took a moment to notice the Demaxian colors of gold, white, and blue and how ornate the man's armor was that you figured out just who he was.

King Jarvan IV.

By how surprised Kayn seems by the King's presence you deduct he wasn't expecting Jarvan to be here in the palace.

"My King- I thought you were meeting with the High Priestess on High Silvermere." Your deduction was correct.

The King only stares back at the Ordinal sternly. "Why are there space pirates and a templar being chased in my palace?"

You watch as Kayn instantly switches from his enraged state to mirroring the same serious composure as the King.

"My King, this is Captain Yasuo. He's a fugitive murderer resisting his arrest and his crew are also fined with a plethora of crimes."

King Jarvan raises an eyebrow. "Why are they here in my palace? Shouldn't criminals be taken to the prison on Dawnhold?"

Kayn is quick to respond. "These fugitives in question have been evading my locus armada and have been a menace to the empire-"

You continued to watch Kayn talk to King Jarvan, the exchange between King Jarvan IV and Kayn makes you more curious about the relationship between these two individuals. The King seems to hold a position of authority over Kayn, yet Kayn doesn't seem to hold back in speaking his mind to him.

As King Jarvan talks back and forward with Kayn, you and King Jarvan lock eyes with each other. The King's eyes are soft and kind, he doesn't seem like the kind of man who would take pleasure in causing pain or suffering. As they continue to stare at each other, you can't help feeling like he's evaluating you in some way.

You decide to speak up and interrupt the two males. "Captain Yasuo is innocent!"

The conversation was broken by your interjection and now you had the attention of both men. King Jarvan speaks first.

"And who are you?"

You stare up at the King on his balcony with a sense of confidence. "I am (Y/N) of Navori. Your Empire invaded my home world and destroyed both my people and planet with your brutal expansionism. I was forced to live as an immigrant working class. Ever since I was wrongly treated by your loyal Ordinal I've been on the run with the Morningstar crew"

You speak with a fiery passion and the King's expression darkens as you speak. He listens to every word you say and never once does he interrupt you or try to change the subject. You notice that Kayn is staring at you in silence with a look of contempt and hatred. He's trying to hide his feelings but you can tell that he's annoyed at you.

A defeated sigh escapes from Jarvan's lips. "Yes I'm aware that there were a handful of countries that became barren wastelands after out attempts at colonisation went wrong."

Kayn's eyes narrow further into tiny slivers as if he can't believe that you would have the audacity to speak out against the Empire like that in front of the King.

Yet Jarvan's eyes showed remorse for the actions of his empire in the past. The King did not resemble the tyrant you imagined. For a brutal and merciless empire, the ruler seemed mellow and meek.

Perhaps he would understand. Maybe you should try talking to the King to stop Kayn from opening the ora gates.

"Please you majesty, hear us out. My team and I have been dawodhaowhdoawdad

Kayn interjects. "My King, do not believe these space pirates! They are criminals manipulating you with grandiose lies to avoid their sentencing and arrest!"

You snap back. "What kind of King lets his soldiers take over his empire, you've become an absent ruler unaware of the corruption abundant in your empire and how your loyal Ordinal threatens the universe!"

Jarvan is taken aback and turns to Kayn and calmly asks. "Shieda, What is she speaking of?"

You watch as Kayn grounds himself, he must remain equally calm to persuade Jarvan to ignore the Morningstar.

"They are space pirates. They only speak lies. Let me handle them my King". Kayn grips his scythe.

There is a pause for the King to contemplate, he lowers his arm deactivating the shield around you and the others.

Yasuo acts immediately grabbing you by the arm and making a sweeping dash forward, breaking through the soldiers who had gathered before you.

Jinx and Malphite also join in, the loose cannon firing at the guards who chase after you while Malphite pounds his fists into the ground sending out a shockwave that. Sona hesitates, looking at the King desperately before turning to also join the fleeing team assisting their getaway with a boost of her ora.

Kayn stands still staring between the escaping Morningstar crew and the King. An unamused scowl present on his face. "I think my point has been proven".

The Morningstar was quiet. You had managed to escape Kayn and the empire once again but it came at a cost. The ship had been badly damaged in the escape, it now operated at a much slower speed, barely getting away from Demaxia_Alpha. In fact, it should have been impossible to escape like you did. It was almost as if, Kayn had let you go, on purpose... Meanwhile, back at the palace, Kayn had a lot of explaining to do.

"Shieda. I have a lot of questions regarding what just happened". King Jarvan says, his tone low and serious as he paces about the room.

Kayn stands before him, tall and confident, masking the concern about where the King is going with this questioning.

Jarvan continues "Firstly I found it strange that you would arrange a hostage exchange here in the palace, it risks the security of the empire and of course" Jarvan pauses to gesture to the ruined grand courtroom. "Can lead to grand acts of destruction."

Jarvan's blue eyes look over the grand courtroom, while intact there were various sections where the marble erodes as a result of plasma and ora blasts. Most of the furniture had been obliterated and the once-polished floor had a massive ugly crack branching across.

The repairs towards this room alone would cost a grand fortune, let alone compensation for the hundreds of imperial soldiers who were injured or killed. Just thinking about the number of paperwork ahead of Jarvans day was giving the King a migraine.

"I also found these "space pirates" very peculiar. Even a formal bodyguard wanted for murder wouldn't require to be arrested here on Demaxia_Alpha."

Kayn shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his shoulders become loose, and his head hangs to the side as he adopts a more casual stance. By responding to Jarvan's serious demeanor with one of nonchalance Kayn has the potential of lowering the king's guard and lessening the tension.

"My King you know me, as an Ordinal I take my position seriously. What happened earlier was a failed sting operation. I wouldn't endanger the security of the palace if I didn't know what I was doing. I lured those space pirates in with a deal they could not refuse in order to get them somewhere they could not slip away."

"These are just space pirates, not high profile criminals. I fail to understand why they were treated as such." Jarvan was quick to continue his questions, Kayn was not going to change the topic and get off the hook so easily.

Alright, a casual approach was not the quick resolve Kayn was hoping for, time to switch his approach.

"These space pirates are a far greater threat to the empire than you could assume my King. The Captain, as you know. Brutally killed a soldier of mine, his own brother." Of course, Kayn was purposeful to leave out the details that Yone was not his soldier but in fact, a double agent who managed to free Sona from his interrogation cell. And of course, that he was the one who killed Yone. Ripped his body apart into bloody shreds with his newly acquired scythe at the time.

"I understand you must have had a personal vendetta against the Captain for murdering one of your men, but even so, arresting him here in the palace through a hostage exchange was not the right approach. You should've arrested him somewhere else that doesn't put the security of the palace in danger, you could've done so-"

"I've tried that already!" Kayn yells his voice suddenly booming, Jarvan looks at his friend slightly shocked, noticing how the Ordinal's fist clenches in frustration.

"I have been tracking the Morningstar for almost a year, and I have encountered them countless of times. In deep space, on alien planets, and on colonized market planets where they had stopped to restock. Every time they continue to evade me and my locus armada. With how dangerous Yasuo is I had to go to radical measures to ensure the safety of our empire."

Kayn was beginning to lose it, just his luck the King had hit a sore trigger spot of his. He needed to keep it together, and really convince Jarvan of how important it was to have the Morningstar crew taken down, even if he had to lie to him.

"Amongst them was a Templar, a powerful one with an affinity for ora from what I saw. What was she doing in the middle of all of this?"

"She was their hostage, she has been held captive against her will by these space pirates. Another reason as to why they are so dangerous." Kayn was instantly crafting lies to manipulate the King and staging the Morningstar as real threats that needed to be eliminated.

"But why?"

"You saw it for yourself, the Templar is powerful. She has the strongest of abilities to wield ora, what space pirate wouldn't want such power to themselves?"

Jarvan nods seemingly beginning to agree Kayn who was portraying the Morningstar as quite the threat to their empire.

So why was there doubt? Why was it that when Jarvan looked into Kayn's golden eye there was something dark lurking just beyond.

Golden...

Jarvan recalls the way the Templar looked at him so desperately, it was so odd that a hostage would be so willing to help her captors escape. She could've stayed behind and been rescued, but she choose to leave with the Morningstar.

Something wasn't right.

That other woman in their crew also tried warning him about Kayn, something about the universe being in danger...Jarvan sighs.

"Kayn I've noticed some concerning changes. I'm worried for you. You've grown distant and I can tell there is more going on here concerning this "Morningstar".

Kayn began to grow impatient, why couldn't Jarvan just leave this be? He had already forced Kayn to let them get away by staying here to talk, precious time catching up to them was getting wasted. The King has been so content in the past to let him take over to let the Ordinal enforce the law on his behalf, why now was this absent King being persistent?

"The man you follow is weak Kayn, you and I both know that he is only showing interest now because he senses something wrong. He senses your intention. He is catching on to your plan."

Rhaasts voice whispers in Kayns mind, dark and foreboding. A grim reminder to the Ordinal of the situation he is in. Stuck in a position he hates, performing duties for an overcautious king who refuses to have the clarity of mind that he does, the strength that he does. Rhaast was the sign that Kayn needed to pursue his ambitions of leading the empire toward the greatness it deserved, that Kayn deserved.

"I've grown sad, sad that we've become an oppressive and dominating symbol that outliers such as the Templars, Sundicate, and Subjugated alike kick against. I don't like being seen as a monolithic force, I hate being seen as an unyielding authoritarian. Your imperial policy has forced us to become less tolerant in recent years and I've grown to hate it."

"He rejects your strength Kayn. The King is still a bleeding heart full of delusional ideas of progression through peace. He is not like you, he is far weaker. The empire would benefit a ruler who isn't afraid of war, someone ruthless and pragmatic. Someone that is-"

"Me."

Jarvan looks at Kayn who suddenly spoke aloud. "What was that Kayn?"

Kayn merely stood tall and approached Jarvan with slow calculated steps, his boots crunching the rubble of the destroyed room. Then he lowers his scythe and his shoulders slouch, a pained expression appears on his face.

"I realize that we have differing opinions on how the empire should be ruled. My ideals were crude and radical compared to yours."

Jarvan notices how Kayn's body language has suddenly changed, his tone is a much more submissive one. Though his intentions remain hidden behind his words. Jarvan stares at Kayn who continues to look down with his shoulders lowered. He's showing his vulnerability to gain sympathy and trust from the King.

"While I can't say I always agreed with you, I can see how my way has driven the empire into an unstable state between it and its people."

Jarrvan nods, agreeing with Kayn.

"We've gone too far Kayn, we need to change. For the betterment of the Empire".

Jarvan turns away from Kayn and takes a step back. His eyes were no longer full of annoyance and suspicion but now filled with disappointment.

"If only I had taken charge sooner, I could've stopped the descent of our empire. I hope that it isn't too late, we've already laid claim to almost every planet in the universe. I feel like we've gone past the point of return."

Kayn walks over to Jarvan placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"As a Military tactician and as an Ordinal I have seen how war can affect a nation. In our empire's name, I have fought and killed. While we bring a great progressive future to our core worlds it came at the cost of forcefully imposing our empire onto them and spreading across planet systems creating a heavily separated class system between the metropolis capitals and the lower class trapped in endless poverty. It's time we changed that..."

Jarvan nods quietly once again, he's being won over by his friend's charisma that seems to be radiating from him with a newfound compassion and sense of reason. With his back turned to Kayn who stood slightly behind him Jarvan did not notice the way that Kayns scythe began to raise.

"Do it"

Suddenly looking down, Jarvans blue eyes transfix onto the curved neon blade that peaked through his ribs. The King gasps finding his lungs failing to take in breath. He lets out a pained scream as Kayn's scythe twists within his innards before slowly pulling out through his back dragging out the sound of wet ripping. His chest feels hollow and hot blood begins to cascade out splattering onto the cracked marble floor.

Jarvan falls to his knees, collapsing with a thud. His head felt light and his vision began to double and warp, everything was too bright. None of it distracted from the pain that ravaged his chest.

With eyes trembling Jarvan stared up at Kayn in awe. Kayn was close to him, in age and as a friend. They had grown up together, Jarvan as a royal monarch and Kayn as a promising knight. When Jarvan was crowned King after his father he entrusted Kayn to become the first Ordinal, his most loyal lapdog. Given the power to bring order to his empire, Jarvan was foolish. He was blind to the corruption Kayn brewed behind his back. As a law enforcer, Kayn was in charge of planning war strategies when invading new planet systems and protecting the growing empire from dangerous threats. Yet it seemed that the Morningstar was correct and that indeed Kayn was the worst threat of all.

He was suspicious, he grew concerned with Kayns violent ways of serving the empire but this was Kayn: charismatic, charming, nonchalant—a well-spoken man. He was fooled.

Was it from the beginning? Or throughout their friendship, Kayn had come to turn on him? How much of their history was a facade?

That would be a dying question left unanswered as finally Jarvan's body gave out and he slumped onto the floor his lance clattering against the marble, Jarvan was still and breathless.

"You let him bleed out a long and painful death...why?"

"Pathetic beings incapable of acting aren't worthy of a Nobel execution."

With the King dead the empire was finally ready to be claimed. It was time Kayn finally got what he wanted, what he deserved. But becoming King could wait, he practically ran everything as an Ordinal already.

He didn't waste time, all it took was a simple order. All the palace guards who witnessed the Morningstar escape were dead. No one could contest Kayn who just announced that Captain Yasuo had just Murdered the King.

And now that Kayn had made a public announcement to all of Demaxia he now had the entire Empire on a manhunt for the Morningstar. Things were finally coming to an end.

Part ten: Here

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .8

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: Stuck with Kayn.

Sterile light bounced off of the white walls into your waking vision, you felt blinded, having to shield your eyes with your forearm as you sat up from the medical bed. Only, your wrists were restricted with an all too familiar feeling. Once your eyes adjusted to the brightness you were pissed to see that indeed you were cuffed with the same shackles you wore the last time you were held on the Fractal Shear.

Looking around you figured you were in the medical bay of the mother ship. It was a very large white room with an abundance of beds and equipment. Compared to the Morningstar the Fractal Shears was way more advanced in medical technology.

It seems that one of the Medic A.I bots had patched you up, your scythe wounds and bruises have been sterilized and dressed. Kayn was keeping you alive, but why?

No one else was in the Medic Bay, only the various robotic aids accompanied you in the room. You were left to your own devices. Hurridley you checked your wrist but as you feared your holo watch was stripped from you, preventing you from contacting your friends.

Dammit, what now? What was your next move from here? As you were wondering exactly that a set of proud strides approached your room. Looking up you watched as the frosted glass doors slid open revealing the Ordinal himself behind them.

You brace yourself as the ordinal begins his stride towards you, the sound of his heavy footsteps punctuating the silence that surrounds you. Upon seeing you, the ordinal's gaze hardens as he stops just a few meters in front of you, his expression stony and his jaw set. You try to sit up straighter, making sure to appear as imposing and confident as you can, despite the circumstances.

Kayn looked absolutely menacing, a deadly mix of confidence and arrogance that radiated off of him. You could see the sharp gaze of his one visible eye as it scanned over you, studying you from every angle. What he was thinking was unclear, the reason he kept you alive, but it didn't look like an act of kindness.

"You haven't made a pathetic escape attempt. That's a first".

"I'm just biding my time".

Kayn chuckles darkly as if let in on an inside joke you weren't privy to. "Borrowed time darling, the clock is ticking".

You fown at Kayn's implication. "What do you mean by that?"

Kayn's dark smirk stretches into a mischievous grin. "Currently we are traveling back to Demaxia_Alpha. When we arrive I will exchange you for the templar."

You shoot Kayn a skeptical look, a swell of smug confidence beginning to rise within you. "Oh really? You actually think Yasuo would actually give up Sona for me?"

"Oh, I know he will, because it's already been arranged." Kayn chides, his chest puffing out pridefully as he tilts his head upwards to glare down at you like a snob.

"That's the shittiest lie I've heard you bluff yet."

"Oh, but it's true because I wagered an offer that drunken captain could never refuse."

"And what would that be?"

"All charges regarding the murder of his brother Yone will be lifted, along with a handsome reward will be paid for their cooperation. I'll enroll that loyal dog Malphite into the most prestigious medical school in the galaxy and that girl Jinx will get a large shipment of the empire's finest weaponry to do with as she pleases. As for the Templar, I promised to not evaporate all of the Templar orders situated throughout the galaxy and you get to live."

You stare at Kayn in disbelief. "And you honestly think they believe you?"

"It doesn't matter whether or not they believe me. I can most definitely make all of those promises come true with the snap of a finger that's the power of an Ordinal."

As you let his words sink in, an overwhelming sense of dread began to wash over you. Perhaps he was right about Yasuo being eager enough to trade a single hostage for all of those things.

You had your doubts that they didn't take Kayn seriously, only Sona seemed the most determined to stop him from opening the Ora gates. The others ran around the galaxy on the run from the Ordinal rather than trying to put a stop to him.

But surely your friends know better, they must have a plan to con Kayn. Yes! An ambush where you could escape from the Ordinal and keep Sona out of his clutches. You just had to play along until it was the right time to strike.

"Oh and before you think of trying anything at the exchange just know that you and your friends will be instantly executed."

The ordinal grins at you smugly as your eyes widen in disbelief. He continues to brag about his power and position with an arrogant confidence that is almost suffocating; you don't know what to say about the absurd situation he has put you in. You clench your bound hands tightly, the shackles digging into your wrists and the dread of the situation settling into a sickening feeling in your stomach.

"Your delusions of grandeur never cease to amaze me; you know that, right?" You snap back, trying to maintain some grip on the situation by fighting back against his arrogance.

Kayn's eyebrows raise as you continue to challenge his pride, causing you to feel a small wave of confidence as you refuse to bow down to his arrogance. His smug smirk falters slightly as he studies you intensely, seeming to ponder whether or not to make an outburst.

Instead of letting your response get through to him, the ordinal responds with a smug look. He simply laughs the comment off. "Oh darling you have no idea what true delusion is if you think this is arrogance. I assure you this is mere confidence, no room left for doubt when you've achieved everything you set out to do. I can already see that fire in your eyes, you're plotting something aren't you?"

You roll your eyes at his attempt to instill fear in you, but as he says this, a small seed of worry begins to sprout in your mind. You had hoped they would have a plan to try and ambush the ordinal, yet what he just said seemed to imply that either he knew of such an attack and had already prepared for it, or they did not have any such plans. No...your friends would not let Kayn come off with the upper hand, they couldn't.

The trip back to Demaxia_Alpha was a three day flight meaning you were stuck with the Ordinal for three days too many. Surprisingly you weren't thrown into the prison, At first, you thought it was strange that he would let you roam the ship at all, considering he hates your guts with a passion, but you would soon realize why the ordinal has you here instead of in the prison...

You knew better than to cause havoc now, you were far too weak and still recovering from your last encounter with the Ordinal. It was best to bide your time until you could reunite with your friends on Demaxia_Aplha. Until then, it was up to you to be on your best behavior around Kayn...

The ordinal continues to watch you like a hawk, his eyes following you around with every step you take. With such a long flight, the silence has become suffocating...yet you can't help but let out a small smirk when you see the discomfort on his face. It almost seemed that he was growing anxious as well, a thought which brings you a small bit of satisfaction. At least you were irritating him back with your mere existence.

With three days to kill you were forced to be on the same ship as Kayn. The ordinal was confident to let you roam as a guest with your shackles constantly monitoring you. Fortunately, the Fractal Shear is large enough for you to get away from the Ordinal. Unfortunately for you, there wasn't much to do in the mother ship.

There was the Control center installed with an Admin, a Navigation system, and a manual cockpit the size of the Morningstar.

A communications/conference room laid out the longest glass table you had seen with your eyes lined with dozens of office chairs and massive mounted monitors and hologram screens. (You were unsuccessful at trying to contact the Morningstar).

A barracks facility to house the thousands of soldiers that were stationed with the Armada.

A giant cafeteria for soldier personnel only. (As it turns out, high superiority figures had their own separate dining area)

The engine room that powered this mother ship was divided into upper and lower segments along with requiring a huge reactor that was so hot that personnel were not allowed inside without fire proximity suits.

There was the medbay which was fully automated by top of the line A.I medicine bots.

A security office system with multiple rooms for surveillance and monitoring the internals of the ship.

Oxygen, Electricity and Water systems, training rooms for the soldiers this ship had it all. As you begin to explore the fractal shear, you quickly realize just how enormous this starship truly is. It's an astonishing feat of engineering, every room is carefully designed to maximize efficiency and power. You've never seen technology on this scale before, and it's certainly impressive. Yet, you can't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by the sheer size of everything, and it's all so… sterile…

After exploring the entire ship you come to a realization that there is almost no way to avoid the relentless, overbearing presence of Kayn. Everywhere you go, there he is. Watching you with his cold glare, waiting for you to slip up and give him a reason to take action. You have to be careful not to do anything that would arouse his suspicion, or you may quickly regret it...

You and Kayn remain tense towards one another, neither of you speaking to the other outside of snarky retorts. The long hours of silence were deafening, it made you wonder whether or not you would make it out of this alive. Every moment felt like your last and there was no telling what the ordinal would actually do with you once they arrived.

There was definitely nothing that could compare to the constant dread and unease of having Kayn watching you and your every move. Your eyes met his numerous times, but you always tried to look away before things got too awkward. It felt like an inescapable standoff with little room for maneuvering. The only thing that somewhat eased your tension was exploring the ship, but as you were finished with that, your impatience began to grow.

It hadn't been one full day yet and you were done with Kayn constantly following you, as if you weren't constantly monitored by the stupid shackles.

"How did you do it?"

When you think that the silence can't get any more deafening, the ordinal suddenly speaks up. His words echo into your ears, catching you off guard as you are caught in the middle of examining something. A hint of boredom and irritation can be detected in his voice, yet there was an underlying layer of threat to it as well. As he speaks his eyes keep watching you intently, awaiting your response.

"Excuse me?"

Your words slip out before you can suppress them with a much harsher tone than you intended, unable to hold back your frustration at Kayn's constant presence. When he finally takes notice, your heart skips a beat, and your stomach drops. Damn it, was this finally it? Were your last seconds on this Earth? But to your surprise, Kayn seems more bored and irritated at you than the usual threatening.

"How was it that you are such an excellent spy? The Zuanite records show that you've been working as a powerplant janitor since you were 14 up till when we first encountered.

Unless you were a child soldier like myself I have no idea how you were skilled enough to pull off matching me in combat, especially without bio-mechanical enhancements or ora augmentations.

Or how you snuck through my Armada's guard, fooling us all with an unassuming facade, pretending to be some rebel wannabe when in actuality you were a spy working for the Morningstar all along."

You blink at Kayn bewildered. "You...think...I'm a spy?"

"I know you're a spy, look at you. You're using manipulative tactics to evade my questioning right now! But I have you figured out (y/n) I have you pinned, I have connected to dots."

You shake your head dismissing him with a smug chuckle "Far from it Kayn you don't know the first thing about me."

Your smug chuckle only seems to exacerbate his already growing irritation towards you. He grits his teeth as he seems unable to tear this mysterious spy persona you've put up.

"Prove me wrong." He states coldly, his eyes narrowing as if he expects you to fail the moment he says those words.

His arrogance knows no bounds as he waits for you to answer his challenge. In spite of the fact that his words are dripping with sarcasm, there is a sense of anticipation in his demeanor. It seems he is actually hoping for the opportunity to prove you wrong.

So you decided to start with divulging your backstory, albeit a concise version. From your traumatic childhood on your home planet to the struggle of making a living in Zaun while resenting the empire for it to how your antics as a mediocre rebel got you into joining the Morningstar AFTER your encounter with the Ordinal.

"So you were actually a rebel wannabe caught for tampering with one of my fleet ships. That wasn't some clever facade..."

You nod your head hoping to convince the Ordinal that his suspicions are false, but you can tell by the way he keeps looking at you that he isn't buying it. His piercing gaze and his sudden change in demeanor have you at a loss for words for a moment, you have no idea what to say to get yourself out of this and convince him otherwise.

Kayn was unsure of whether to believe you or not, he used to pride himself on being an excellent judge of character but when it came to you he had his doubts. What if you were fooling him again? There was no way he was wrong all along right?

"That still leaves my questions regarding why you were skilled enough to rival me in a battle, if your story is true then you had zero training in combat yet you still managed to challenge me. Without any ora augmentations whatsoever."

"I have no fucking clue either Sherlock."

The fact that he continues to push this subject despite your responses made you wonder if he was just being stubborn or really couldn't accept your reasons. Kayn's brow furrows, concentrated in thought.

"what planet did you say you were from again?"

You never bothered mentioning the specific name of your home planet until now.

"Navori".

Kayn snaps his fingers as if clicking the pieces together.

"Ah yes, past the ring cluster, shares the same star system as Ionan. A barren wasteland now." The Ordinal mentions while opening his holo deck, searching through files of data.

"No thanks to your empire."

"The Demaxian empire has been rapidly expanding in the last generation, we need to continue harvesting ora to fuel our grand civilization," Kayn speaks not looking up from his holo deck.

"And you do so through draining planets dry, executing all life inhabiting it. It isn't ethical."

"It is for our survival."

You stare at Kayn disgruntled, Kayn was too stubborn to see how ruthless and destructive the empire had truly become.

A moment later Kayns green eye sparkles and he lets out an "aha". He turns to you motioning to a large text file he had pulled up on his holo deck.

"Looks like your race was gifted in some unique abilities..."

As Kayn makes his discoveries, your own heart skips a beat and the realization of what he was alluding to dawns on you. You had never given any indication that your race had anything special, yet somehow he has figured it out.

"Don't think you're the center of the universe now, it's only a few advanced adaptions," Kayn warns his tone edged with annoyance. "You're just a mesomorph, with more strength and pain tolerance than most other humanoid races." The ordinal scrolls through some more data. "Looks like most Navoran tribes were excellent fighters due to their warrior culture...they would have made excellent soldiers for the empire."

"If only you didn't kill them all."

"Oh please they were savages, primitive beings with no sense of progression or technology."

"We were in harmony with our planet, we lived contently with nature and that's all we needed."

He seemed to be oblivious to the fact you and your people's way of life was much more peaceful in comparison to his own conquest. The thought that your small society was destroyed to make room for his empire made your blood boil. The thought of your people living in peace and harmony only to be slaughtered brutally by the empire for its greed seems to bring up an anger within you that has been simmering for some time.

Kayn noticed how your jaw and fists clenched in anger. "Oh no, looks like I've angered the primitive, you better not go all savage warrior on me."

The Ordinal was lucky you were both injured and in a situation where you were greatly outnumbered and a hostage for an exchange. In any other circumstance that asshole would be suffering the wrath of a 'savage primitive'.

Kayn watched as you closed your eyes and breathed deeply, your jaw and fists unclenching as you forced your body to calm down. It surprised him. The last time you were here on the Factal Shear as a convict you would have most certainly put up a fight. You were so reactive the first time you two met, now you were restraining yourself from lashing out. Because of what was on the line, Kayn had finally gotten you under his control, and that thrilled him.

The following two days back to Demaxia_Alpha were torture, purely because of how Kayn was insufferable both physically and mentally.

You tried to hide in your room but the Ordinal would not have it, you still had to use the bathroom or go to eat and whenever you did Kayn was always there in person watching you.

He clearly didn't trust you to not make a move, some sort of attempt to escape the Fractal Shear. Even though he had the highest security measures and surveillance on the ship along with a GPS on your shackles he still continued to personally monitor you. Totally invading your personal space and physically tormenting you with those damn restraining shackles you hated so much.

You did your best to ignore him, trying to make the most of your time onboard. Restricted to only walking around. How boring.

"This isn't some vacation, you are a glorified prisoner so be grateful you haven't been thrown into the cells."

You shot Kayn a look flipping him the middle finger which he refused to acknowledge.

That was the mental torture, how he constantly had to say something that always managed to tick you off. As if his racist remarks the previous day weren't enough to have you fantasizing about choking the life out of the Ordinal.

"At least in the cells, I wouldn't have to see your stupid face all the fucking time."

Kayn gives you a stern look. "Fine I'll grant your wish."

Well, shit.

And just like that, you found yourself taken to solidarity confinement. You had passed a few cells currently occupied by prisoners of various alien races, all beaten up and worn down. You took pity on them as they stared at you with an empty gaze, already broken before they could be transported to the jail located a few more planets away. You doubted they did anything actually criminal, the law enforcement within the empire was unstable and prejudiced.

At least now you had your peace and quiet away from Kayn, with an installed sink/toilet unit, shower, and a concrete bed you had all you needed for the remaining two days.

But without a window or no day/night lighting cycle you were stuck in a purgatory of what felt like an endless stretch of time. The only thing that helped you keep track was the meals fed through a tube system within the walls.

It was cramped in your cell, barely a seven by ten foot space but what could you expect, you were no longer in a guest suite.

"It's just two days it won't last forever". Now you had time to think to yourself about what was going to be your next course of action.

In two days you were going to arrive on Demaxia_Alpha, where supposedly Yasuo and the Morningstar would also arrive to handoff Sona in exchange for yourself and a lot of extra bonuses.

There was no way Yasuo was going to actually comply to this arrangement. Kayn could not be trusted and Sona would not be in safe hands. You could not allow those ora gates to be opened for the sake of the universe.

So when the handoff did happen it was up to you to go along with the plan until it was time to escape with both Sona and yourself. But without any communication with your friends, there was no idea as to what their plan was.

Friends huh? You finally see them as your friends. You realized that you were no longer referring to them as just the Morningstar crewmates. You liked that, you liked that they were your friends now and that they would do anything for you just as you would for them.

Kayn's harsh words came back to your mind.

"Oh and before you think of trying anything at the exchange just know that you and your friends will be instantly executed."

You knew he wasn't bluffing, he was prepared to slice you in half down the middle just the other day. It was only whispers from Rhaast that had spared you. The scythe was intelligent, using you to bait the Morningstar into giving up Sona. Even if both sides knew that the other wasn't to be trusted the Morningstar didn't really have a choice.

Well they did, they could continue with their mission and cross you off as a casualty. But they didn't, they were coming to rescue you, yes there were more benefits to them than just getting you back but everyone knew Kayn's promises were all a ploy.

You were going to escape soon, and you were going to enjoy outsmarting the ordinal once again. You could tell the Fractal Shear had landed a while ago and you patiently waited for Kayn and his soldiers to approach your cell.

Soon enough they did, and the dungeon walls echoed with marching footsteps that got closer and closer to your isolation cell. The door slides open at Kayns presence and he stares down at you with an expectant look.

You are in the middle of getting up from your bed but his soldiers are already handling you into a restrain.

"Get off of me" you hiss the roughness of being held putting strain on your healing wounds. But the soldiers remained silent only obeying the command of their Ordinal, forcefully walking you out of the mother ship and outside.

Part Nine: Finally here

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .7

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: Yasuo takes the crew out for Karaoke, Someone else is also there...

It has been a while since you last saw the Ordinal Kayn. You weren't sure whether to feel grateful or uneasy about it. At every stop on a new planet, you would double check the ship's radar or constantly look over your shoulder when on foot.

In the meantime, the Morningstar has been going on adventurous side quests across the galaxy. From monster hunting to retrieving ancient artifacts, you were beginning to get used to the life of a space pirate.

Yet despite the air of normalcy, there was still the underlying threat of Kayn and the Demaxian empire. Wherever the Ordinal was, you knew he was hunting you down and he would never stop until he found you.

Kayn was a major threat to the universe, He was a brutal, merciless, and an insane Ordinal. But what really made him dangerous was that he was both insane AND intelligent.

Of course he was, the man was a military tactician before ascending to Ordinal status. Making him THE final boss of this endgame.

It was too risky to confront Kayn in any way. There had to be another way to resolve this, surely there was something or someone that could effortlessly stop Kayn in his path. Wait. There was someone.

"What if we went straight to the King to stop Kayn." You abruptly blurt out, The entire room goes silent at the sound of your proposition.

"And I thought I was crazy" Jinx remarks before returning to "Practise" her medical training on Malphite...with a blowtorch.

Yasuo chuckles and nods. "There's no way the King is going to listen to some space pirate. He's too self-absorbed and cowardly to ever step into the fray himself. Haven't you forgotten that I'm a wanted man for murder?"

"We're all wanted! In the eyes of the Empire, we are all criminals on the run!" You turn to look at Sona who remains quiet, her eyes look apologetic.

"Sona, you must agree, right? We should at least try mediating first."

The Templar solemnly shakes her head. "King Jarvan has allowed the empire to become a brutal force, it is by his decree that their expansionist ways continue. It is because of his actions I believe he is inconsolable and unreasonable."

"Why does (y/n) care about being diplomatic anyway? I thought you were all about destroying the empire." Malphite nods at Jinx's point.

"(y/n) don't want empire destroyed now?"

Why did you suddenly change anyway? What has made you want to be more peaceful all of a sudden? Did you care about the empire now?

HA! How foolish, you couldn't just redeem the empire by having a heart to heart with the King. Sona was right, if Kayn was doing all of this while being the faithful right hand man to the King then it was clear that Jarvan must be as evil as his Ordinal.

But what if you were able to change the empires ways? You always dreamed of being a revolutionary icon, right? Perhaps instead of the destructive vigilante tearing down the empire by its foundations, you could be something more noble.

Well, you could only dream about such fantasies.

For the following days, your mind constantly pondered on how this would all end. The rest of the Morningstar could not agree with which tactic to take when confronting Kayn, but the longer you all argued the closer you were to being caught vulnerable and unprepared.

After another week of quests and no sign of the locus armada on your trail, Yasuo felt it was safe enough to treat the team to something special.

Jinx had just landed the ship on Kómmatos, a major resort planet well known for its gambling, shopping, fine dining, entertainment, and nightlife.

Yasuo leads the team off the ship and into the city. The city streets are bustling with activity, the atmosphere is electric and brimming with a sense of anticipation as people gather around to indulge in various entertainment options.

"Where are we going?" you ask, taking notice of how familiar Yasuo, Jinx, and Malphite seem to be with the area.

"Oh you're going to love it" Jinx exclaims, beaming at you as she skips alongside Yasuo who also can't help but smile. They continue to lead you further into the city.

"...A Karaoke bar?" You look up at the building titled "K-Zone''. Malphite and Jinx nod their heads vigorously with wide smiles, like excited children.

"Isn't it great?"

"Uh yeah I guess if that's what you enjoy. I don't really sing-"

"Oh come onnnnn" Jinx insists grabbing your arm as she drags you inside.

So this was Yasuo's idea of recreational activities. You wouldn't put it past him if he proposed singing anime songs. But maybe doing something that's both fun and harmless would put your mind at ease. Even if you still thought the fate of the universe should be the main priority.

You had never been to such a place before, the idea of entertainment was foreign to you back in Zaun. Karaoke? Arcade games? The most fun you had back home was finishing your shift as a janitor early.

Yasuo had rented the crew a private room, so at least you wouldn't have to sing in front of strangers. Not that you planned on singing at all.

Jinx was eager to go first, dashing to the machine so she could have first pick of music. Literally, no one was racing her.

She grabs the mic and hands the other one to Malphite as a pop punk tune begins to play. You take a seat on the couch with Yasuo as Jinx goes first.

"Come and Join me~

Wanna play~

But I might shoot you, in the face- HEY!" Jinx's singing is halted as the song immediately cuts off. The culprit gives Jinx a silent glare, Sona is clearly not pleased with the tone of the lyrics.

Jinx glares back and immaturely sticks out her tongue while crossing her arms. "Well, I don't see you making an effort to sing." Sona rolls her eyes and takes a look at the Karaoke machine curiously scrolling through a few titles. Her face grimaced at some of the vulgar song titles before selecting a song, taking the mic from Jinx, and bringing it to Yasuo.

With a soft smile, Yasuo takes the mic and looks at the screen as "Burning Bright" begins to play. What could've been a cute moment was instantly ruined by the sound that escaped Yasuo's mouth.

Never had you experienced your body shrink into itself as a visceral reaction to the flat tone of Yasuo's singing. Bro had no harmony in his voice, just a painful dissonance that made your insides coil. At least you felt a little better about your own singing voice now. Sona didn't take long to put an end to Yasuo's turn either.

"Alright rookie you're up!" Jinx says as Sona hands you the mic. Ok whatever little confidence Yasuo had given you instantly evaporated. "Uhh actually I think it's Sona's turn". Sona crosses her arms and shoots you a sassy look. Ok so that was a stupid excuse.

Sona selects a song for you and you wait in anticipation for the monitor to load the lyrics. That's when some generic early 2000's pop beat comes on and your stomach drops as the first verse of the song loads up. "THIS IS A STUPID SONG!"

"DO IT" Jinx urges you, Malphite chants along with her and Yasuo smirks in amusement as the intro counts down for you. Panicked you lock in place and shakily sing out the first verse, your face feeling hot from the embarrassment.

"Sweet little bumblebee

I know what you want from me

Doo-bi-doo-bi, doo-da-da

Sweet little bumblebee

More than just a fanta-AAAAH!" You shriek midsentence as Jinx suddenly begins to torture you but poking and tickling your sides. You helplessly let out squeals as Jinx relentlessly attacks you to the other's amusement forcing you to sing the entire song.

With your pride squashed you shamefully walk back to the couch, relieved your turn is finally over.

Sona continues to explore the Karaoke machine with curiosity, her golden eyes sparkle with wonder when she discovers a button titled 'DJ mode'. After pressing it a new interface pops up on the screen that allows the user to create beats using music samples, drum kits, and a synth keyboard.

You all watched intrigued as Sona began to test it out, layering beats of samples until the Templar was able to create a loop that actually sounded good.

"Yooooo DJ SONA in da house!" Jinx cheers and the rest of you join in chanting "DJ SONA". Turns out Karaoke was fun.

After having your second turn you needed to use the bathroom, you excused yourself from the party and left your room to explore the rest of the place on a quest to find a bathroom. The first part was easy as you eventually found the restroom, it was finding your way back that ended up being a problem.

Maybe you should've asked Jinx to come with you because you were aimlessly wandering through the halls trying to find which karaoke room was yours. You already had made the mistake of walking into the wrong room twice, one being extra awkward as you were sure what the patrons were doing inside was more suitable for a hotel room...

You had messaged the others letting them know you were fine just lost, they responded by letting you know that they left their door open so you could avoid any more awkward encounters. You were a big girl you could figure this out, just simply keep walking around until you got your bearings.

As you passed by the many karaoke rooms you were able to hear the muffled music blasting from each of them. You were doing your best to avoid peeking through the door windows when one room in particular made you pause.

Your steps came to a complete stop, and your eyebrows raised as you heard the faint hint of a familiar voice coming from this room at the far end of the hallway. After several short seconds, you began making your way towards the door. Your heart was pounding out of your chest as you slowly pressed your ear up against the doorway.

It was hard to hear over the pop music that blasted behind the door but you had to make sure. So you leaned harder against the wall forcing your ear to flatten against it in hopes of hearing better. Instead, the door gives way and you fall into the room collapsing to the floor.

You were lucky enough that the loud music covered the sound of your clumsy entrance, however, you were unfortunately right about who you suspected was in that room. Towering above, with his back faced towards you stood the very Ordinal you had been avoiding all this time.

Which was more shocking? The odds that Kayn was here or the fact that the Ordinal was a good singer? The absurdity vanishes immediately when Kayn snaps his head towards you. An awkward silence hung in the air, you stared up at him from your pitiful position on the floor and he stared back one hand holding Rhaast and the other holding a microphone.

The tips of his ears and cheeks burned in a pink blush from either drinking or the embarrassment of being caught. You exchanged several awkward moments of eye contact, his single green eye staring into yours. You still remained on the floor, your mind racing for what to do. Should you deescalate the situation with a distracting, witty line? Or do you just take him out while he's caught off guard?

Take him out.

From your flattened position on the floor, you spin yourself and knock Kayn down with a sweeping kick. That was twice you've caught him off guard now. While Kayn is stunned you scramble up off the floor. Without missing a beat he stands back on his feet revealing an amused grin on his face. His green eye gleams with a dangerous rage.

"The crew of the Moningstar! Here and ready to die!"

Kayn immediately swings Rhaast at you, the blade missing as you dodge, lodging itself into the adjacent wall. With a hefty wrench Kayn pulls the scythe free before slashing at you again and again. You jump back almost slipping on the second dodge. Kayn had gotten a lot faster since you had last seen him.

Immediately Kayn goes back in to attack, striking at you downwards. The blades reach managing to get a good cut down your collar, effectively damaging you and making you slower. Great now you had to be extra cautious, you intensely stared at Kayn ready to anticipate his next move.

Kayn doesn't waste another moment before dashing toward you, slashing at you while spinning before returning to attacking with basic strikes. You barely managed to avoid being hit, each time your dodges slipping with your reaction time.

"Let's get you some new scars." Kayn snides.

"Oh, please, spare me the cliché threats. If you want to impress me, come up with something original. But I guess creativity isn't your strong suit, just like your fashion sense."

"She's right. An empire that spans galaxies. And you still can't afford a decent haircut."

"Oh shut it Rhaast not you too." Kayn barks.

You take this brief moment to contact the others using the holo communicator watch Yasuo had gifted you. Your fingers fumbled with haste as you typed out the most typo-ridden emergency message.

(Y/N):"Kagn is her escaoe now Ill gey otu ASAP"

You weren't even sure you pressed send when another attack from Kayn knocked you back, the force slamming your body against the wall behind you. A message from Yasuo blinks on your watch's face.

Yasuo: "???"

Even glancing at your holo watch proved to be a bad move as Rhaast's blade lodges into the wall, his blade just missing your neck.

"Drag me across her throat! I want to hear her scream!"

Kayn pulls the scythe back continuously attempting to stab you, each thrust scarcely missing as you elude him by maneuvering just fast enough to escape Rhaast.

Incoming Call Yasuo ...

You accepted the call, not daring to take your eyes off the Ordinal. "(Y/N)? Is everything ok? You've taken a while to come back and your message-"

"Yasuo get everyone and get out immediately."

"What's going on?"

Kayn continues to attack you relentlessly, bringing the scythe down over and over again chasing you around the Karaoke room as the pop music continues to blast from the subwoofers.

"Kayn is here, we need to get out now"

You dodge another reaping slash.

"Where are you!? I'm coming right now-"

"No Yasuo! we've already gone over this, now is especially not the time! Just get everyone to the ship."

Kayn snatches your wrist, bringing the holo watch to his face.

"Captain Yasuo what's the rush? We can make a game of it. You try to survive..."

"And we'll slice you in half."

You had managed to break free from Kayn's grip and made a run for it, the goal was to make it to the Morningstar and take off before Kayn could summon his fleet to take you all down.

"Don't run! I hate that!" Kayn's growls.

Clutching your injured torso, you limped down the hallways of the Karaoke center as fast as your legs could drag you. But Kayn was much faster, he was barely stunned after you somehow kicked him off of you and you could already hear him tearing his way toward you.

You had to slow him down, there was no way you were outrunning the Ordinal this time. Your eyes catch the stairway door and you run toward it, ripping the door open and throwing yourself inside before slamming the door behind you.

The sound of Kayn gaining on you makes you jump into action, sliding the lock and running down the stairway. Kayn would still be able to kick down the lock but at least it would give you some time to get away from him.

"Boo".

You involuntarily let out a scream as Kayn whispered next to your ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down your spine. You turn to look at him, adrenaline pumping through your veins and the blood dripping from your cut.

To your horror Kayn was right behind you, somehow getting past your barricade without even touching the door. But you didn't have time to wonder how that is even possible you needed to get away, now.

You try punching Kayn at the center of his chest, but he effortlessly catches your fist with his free hand. You don't hesitate to swing with your other arm but he merely deflects it with Rhaast.

Before you can retaliate again one of Kayn's chunky boots slams into your chest as he kicks you down the stairs. You tumble back until you reach the bottom of the flight landing in a painful position. Yasuo's worried voice calls to you from the holo watch, you can barely make out his words over the throbbing in your head and ringing in your ears.

"(Y/N)?....(Y/N)? Where are you? We're at the Morningstar and we can already see multiple Locus Armada ships coming into orbit."

You can barely let out a groan from your lips while you're slumped against the wall. Kayn stalks closer toward you, each descending click of his boots echoing in the stairwell.

Kayn towers above you the sterile lighting behind him casts a shadow that engulfs you beneath him. The light glints off of Rhaast's blade creating a beautiful shimmer of blues and purples. A beautiful yet deadly weapon that Kayn is drawing back, ready to slice you in half with.

You began to squirm, trying to get to your feet, kick back, or do anything. But Kayn silences your pitiful attempts to fight back by crushing your torso against the wall with his boot. The Ordinal grimaces as your blood trickles onto his shoe.

"Looks like I win". Sneers Kayn, a victorious look gleaming in his green eye.

You sputter, blood drooling from your lips as you lay beneath Kayn helpless. But your glare remains defiant. You can barely breathe and your vision begins to blur. You can hear the distressed voices of your friends coming from your holo watch. They call out your name arguing about coming for you, but their hands are tied up with the Locus Armada closing in on the Morningstar.

"Yasuo...get everyone out of here."

"We can't just leave you behind-"

"Just do it!"

Yasuo sighs with reluctance, nodding to his watch, and walks over to the cockpit. Jinx screams at him to not do this, even attempting to wrestle Yasuo away from the control wheel. Yauso nods for Malphite to hold his friend back while he pilots the Morningstar to take off. Just in time to get away from the empire's fleet with hyperdrive.

You look at Kayn, forcing yourself to smile. "You failed at getting Sona...again". He growls and hoists his scythe up ready to slice you down the middle but halts. You can hear Rhaast whisper something to the Ordinal but you're too out of it to make out what the scythe was saying.

The fierce scowl on his face melts into a smug smirk, Kayn lets out a dark chuckle before leaning down and grabbing you by the fabric of your shirt. "Change of plans, you're coming with me."

You are hoisted back onto your feet and forced to lean onto the Ordinal who walks you through the Karaoke center. You try your hardest not to black out, to keep your awareness around Kayn but it's hard when you're bleeding so much. But eventually, everything goes dark as you're left at the mercy of Kayn.

Part Eight Here

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .6

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: Shopping Trip, Saving Jinx, Talking to Sona, Kayn plots something...

That night was quite odd. You had finally poured your heart out about the many years of pain, suffering, and struggle you faced. You found a sense of understanding and comfort in sharing this with someone

After touching down and porting you could finally exit the ship along with the rest of the crew. You had arrived at a planet abundant in markets and by the looks of the large crates that Malphite was carrying they were going to cash in whatever was inside.

Jinx was skipping ahead of the group, carefree and eager to look around the shops most likely for some more unstable weapons to add to her needlessly large collection. Curious to know you look to Yasuo who walks calmly yet confidently to your left.

"So....what's in the box?"

"Harvested Hydraxal Super Squid organs."

"Oh.....nice"

Yasuo chuckles. "They sell for a high price which helps us to keep running". You nod and watch as Yasuo and Malphite split off from the rest. "Feel free to look around the markets with Jinx and Sona, women love shopping right?" You playfully send Yasuo a death glare.

"I wouldn't know, I've never had enough credits for shopping". The tone in your voice is sarcastic. With a smirk on his face, Yasuo throws a small object towards you which you manage to catch with your fast reflexes.

"What is this?" You ask inspecting the slender card.

"I am putting you in charge of our money"

You stare back at Yasuo shocked. "What!? Why me??"

"Because I can't trust Jinx with it for obvious reasons-"

"Last time I maxed out our card on buying an 85" ft tall inflatable duck," Jinx says appearing next to you to whisper in your ear. "It's still floating out there in the Valoran Galaxy".

Yasuo groans remembering that previous endeavor. "Just keep an eye on Jinx and stick with Sona, feel free to buy yourself any essentials now that you're one of us," Yasuo says giving you a nod before joining back up with Malphite as the two head down the alleyway with the more exotic stalls.

The stalls were crowded by diverse alien shoppers, all going about their business. You found yourself having to strategically weave through the horde, trying to keep up with Jinx who was constantly on the verge of escaping your line of sight.

While you were uncomfortably having to squeeze through the crowd, Sona had the sea of people parting to let her through. Of course they let the pretty one through without a second thought. You push on forward, keeping your eyes on the bright locks of orange hair that bounce ahead.

"Jinx! Wait up!" you yell trying to be heard over the loud atmosphere of the markets. But of course either Jinx couldn't hear or couldn't give a shit. Letting out a frustrated sigh you slow down your advances.

Jinx can look after herself, it wasn't like she could drain the crew's entire credit account without you. She's been here before many times most likely, you'd just have to trust she knew her way around. What's the worst that can happen.

Sometimes foreshadowing is relatively obvious.

You take a moment to stop and look around. Stalls were packed tightly together each one of them decorated with bright colors, some displayed clothing, others jewelry, weapons, and food. You found yourself eyeing the stalls displaying racks of clothes. You were still stuck wearing that outfit Kayn had gifted you and you hated it. You hated how you were still tied to the Ordinal and therefore the empire.

Jinx had offered you her spare clothes when you first officially joined the crew, but not only were you the wrong size, but she only had one spare outfit and despite her being persistent you weren't going to do that to her.

Your hand runs through the hanging articles of clothing, browsing through as you try to find something nice but practical enough for your style. Sona who stood next to you also was examining the front table with various folded tops, carefully picking one to hold out in front of her, then delicately folding it perfectly, and neatly placing it back.

It felt odd, being given the freedom to buy something nice for yourself. You felt an uneasy pressure burden your chest. It felt so rude to spend someone else's money on yourself like this, sure you were given the all clear but the guilt made it feel so illegal.

Your attention snaps to a commotion somewhere in the distance, aggressive voices rising in volume. A crowd is forming a few stalls away. Intrigued, you strain to see what's going on at the center and notice the all-too-familiar orange locks of hair. Dammit Jinx!

It was only a matter of time before she managed to get herself into trouble. A part of you wants to stay out of this, but you do feel somewhat responsible for her actions.

Jinx was trapped in the center of a crowd, backed up against a weapons stall where a broken gun lay on the display table. "You broke it you buy it." Lectured the gruff voice of the merchant, a burly older man with scars tattooing his skin.

"I barely even touched that crusty gun! That thing was already broken!" Jinx snapped back, standing her ground against the towering shopkeeper. The sight reminiscent of a chihuahua barking off at a mastiff.

You squeeze your way through the crowd once again and approach the two. The cruel glare of the merchant snaps to you and his upper lip pulls back in a snarl. "Back off Missy, this ain't ya business". His voice warned you to back off, and usually you would. Back in Zaun, you took no interest outside of your own business. If there was ever a commotion you keep your head down, eyes lowered, and walk away.

You can't help but feel frustrated at how often she acts irresponsibly. Why was she always throwing herself at the first sight of trouble? She's always destroying something with her insane antics. That's all she does, she ruins things, it's what she loves. You were ready to just pay upfront and bullshit some apologetic angel personality when you looked at Jinx. Her eyes, they trembled. Her eyebrows were furrowed and the tone in her voice was meek. Jinx was always shameless when she broke something, but this time she was denying it, she was being honest.

Your head lifts itself up so your eyes can meet his in a defiant stare. "Leave her alone she didn't break it". The merchant twists his bulky frame to face you. "You didn't see shit bitch stop acting like a hero because you ain't one." Your eyes dart to the broken gun.

"How did she break it?"

"I didn't break it y/n, I only picked it up. It was too weak in firepower anyways, I could tell from its cartridge chamber, so I put it back and was going to check out the next stall when Mr Judge Judy over here yelled at me to pay for it. I turned around and now it's in pieces, I swear I didn't do that!"

"You lying brat! yes you did! I saw it with my own eyes! Stupid bitch handled it too roughly then slammed it onto my table causing it to fall apart!"

You walk over to closely investigate the gun, it was a simple pistol with most of its core parts snapped off. "How does a top quality gun shatter with a bit of handling?" You point out tiny cut marks along where each piece broke away. "Did she do this too? These marks look suspiciously like a knife being used to purposely separate these pieces." Gesturing to Jinx you add "My teammate here doesn't possess any kind of blade."

To prove herself Jinx lifts her arms and pulls out the inner fabric of her pockets emptying them of random junk like bottle caps, coins, and lint. Not a single blade in sight. "You know me y/n I don't do knives, guns are my style".

With a confident smile you turn back to the shop owner, now aware of the decorative knives that hang on the wall behind him along with a handy tactical knife sheathed in his belt. "If you are willing to throw accusations then I'd like to suggest that maybe you purposely broke a dupe gun you swapped with the original to frame unassuming customers into paying for it?"

On a whim, you reach over the table and fish around behind. The Merchant is taken by surprise by your bold intrusive move and isn't able to react in time before you reel back with a perfectly intact gun in your hand. The original.

With the evidence shown before the crowd of onlookers, the shop owner sputters before snarling. "That's just another gun! She broke the original one!" You glare back.

"That's bullshit and you know it!"

The merchant slams his large hands onto his bench causing everything on it to jump. "You've been enough trouble here!" He pulls out a large gun aiming it at you.

Jinx jumps in without hesitation and whips out Zappy. "Don't worry y/n! I've got this!" With a smug smirk, Jinx pulls the trigger....nothing happens. Instantly her smile is wiped from her face. "Uh oh"

BANG, the merchants gun lets off a powerful round and the crowd disperses, scattering instantly. You grab Jinx and dive behind one of the stalls. You are stunned and taken off guard by the sudden escalation of the conflict. In the corner of your eye, you see Sona duck down and cover her ears as the gunshot pierces your ears. The sudden flash and bang causes your heart to skip a beat.

"What are you doing!? Run!" Jinx yells, jumping to her feet and grabbing at your arm. She pulls you up and takes off racing further down the market aisles. You get dragged along struggling to not trip under your own legs. Shit wheres Sona!? You look over your shoulder, Sona isn't following, you can't see her anywhere. She must've gotten lost. As for the merchant, it seems you lost him too.

You drag your heels forcing Jinx to slow down. "We're safe Jinx" You tell her pulling back against her grip on you, forcing her to stop. Jinx is huffing as the adrenaline wears off. "Holy heck y/n you actually saved me!" You scoff.

"That gun was pointed at me too". Jinx ignores that and interrupts you with a hug, hanging off your neck in an act of personal space invasion. You are forced to support her from falling by wrapping your arms around her back.

"You saved meee~" Jinx giggles looking up at you with a cheerful and slightly crazed look. "You must like me~". You immediately let go of her causing her to fall onto her butt with an oof.

From around a corner comes Yasuo, Malphite, and Sona. Looks like the templar went out to get the captain. Yasuo approaches you with an impressed expression. "You actually managed to handle Jinx for an hour". You scoff and roll your eyes. Jinx, gets up and runs over to Malphite who looks relieved to see she's ok. You watch as he places two of his large blue hands on her shoulders. "You not hurt?" Jinx shakes her head, her pigtails swooshing with the motion. "Nah big guy I got away" Jinx assures him.

Malphite undeterred looks over the human anyway, carefully moving her to inspect for any injuries. He was so gentle with her, it was a complete contrast to the brutal beast you were used to seeing in a fight. Satisfied with Jinx's wellbeing Malphite smiles and pulls her into a hug. "I'm happy Jinx safe!" It was a sweet moment between two friends.

"Well we got our paycheck from our organ harvest," Yasuo says looking at you.

"Oh yeh? How much profit did you make?" You ask curiously.

"one million credits-"

"ONE MILLION CREDITS!?" Yasuo chuckles at your astonishment.

"Told ya they sell for a fortune."

You've never heard about so much credits being made from one trip, you could barely make 290 credits a week on your minimum wage job back in Zaun. Damn, you should've become a space pirate ages ago.

Yasuo notices how neither you, Jinx or Sona has yet to buy something. No thanks to Jinx's antics. "Looks like we still have to stock up on supplies."

Back on the Morningstar everyone had returned after a thankfully uneventful shopping trip. The ship was refueled on ora, the kitchen was restocked with food allowing you to finally move on with your journey.

And finally, you had your own basic wardrobe of your own clothes along with all your own essential living needs. For the first time in forever, you got to revel in a hot shower. Washing off the collective grime of the last few days, you finally felt renewed and fresh.

Compared to your old life this was luxury, you felt like you were getting royal treatment how ironic that all of this was considered normal living standards.

There were times you shocked the members with how different you were. Yasuo didn't believe you when you mentioned you'd never seen a movie before as you'd only read books, especially to help you learn to speak Piltrovan and Demaxian. You simply never could afford a tv to watch such trivial things on.

Jinx had to teach you how to play gaming consoles which you must admit was the most fun you'd ever had. It got so confusing learning the different button mechanics between consoles but after you got the hang of it you enjoyed spending time with everyone playing games like Mario Kart, Street Fighter, and Just Dance.

Over time you quickly adapted to modern technology. However, there was still an undercurrent of tension regarding the subject of the empire.

You were still being hunted by Kayn and eventually, you would be found and when that happened it was going to be a dire situation. Sona was in a lot of danger of being recaptured by the locus armada and after experiencing what Kayn had done to you when pissed off you were terrified for Sona.

Speaking of Sona, she still remained a mystery to you. Since joining the Morning Star the templar has yet to properly speak to you. She was the quiet type to begin with mostly communicating through hand gestures and nodding. But not a word had been spoken aloud to you in person.

You wondered why so was so quiet to the point of being mute, was it trauma? was it just how she is? was there some sort of medical issue? It would be rude to ask.

Currently Sona was once again looking out of the window, far beyond the space outside. Seemingly lost in thought. Timidly you approach the templar and join her in staring out into the cosmos beyond the glass.

There's a silence that lingers between the two of you, one that comes as a soothing space from the usual chaos and noise from being with the other members. Despite being in a normally awkward situation you felt calm and relaxed just chilling next to Sona.

When Kayn does come it'll be up to you to save everyone. Your inner feelings of hesitation and doubt are overwhelming. You could either choose to face Kayn head-on and attempt to appeal to his humanity, which may very well be impossible at this point. Or you could confiscate the darkin weapon, hoping that Rhaast wouldn't corrupt him further. Or you could do the deed yourself, and attempt to end the threat before it truly starts.

The clock is still ticking, and you feel an urgency to make a choice soon. However, given the situation, you can't truly say what's the right decision to take...

You know you've come a very long way, this is a far cry from being beaten mercilessly and raped in the fractal shear as you were when you were still being held hostage by Kayn. You now have a chance to save lives and redeem yourself.

You take your eyes away from the universe and back to Sona. Her tranquil eyes remain fixed on the distant star ahead. She is a calming presence, one that makes you feel safe and protected. You cannot help but feel like this is where you are meant to be, at home, watching the stars, and not worrying about all the other issues plaguing your world.

"Why won't Jarvan act? All it would take is a single decree."

Sona's voice was like a silvery echo within your mind, it took your breath away, because her voice was actually in your head, she was communicating to you telepathically. Of course she can, she's magical.

"The Empire's King has ignored the objections of my Templar's Order, laying claim to almost all inhabited systems in their pursuit of Ora. Their greed fuels their gluttony."

"Tell me about it".

Sona's golden eyes transfix onto yours.

"I see your pain, the rage you hold against the empire...I too resent the empire for what they've done.

The Empire never respected the Templar Order, we were seen as religious fanatics. They left us alone until the day the lure called us. A voice speaking from beyond the ring clusters of empty planets.

I was in some caves with a group of other templars, we were investigating the source of the lure. For we saw frightening visions of the universe being consumed by dark stars.

Whatever was out there was the root of evil and it was important that we as guardians of Ora do whatever it takes to protect the universe.

Before we could find out what the lure was the locus armada arrived along with other parties that were all drawn to the voice like ourselves.

They shackled us and beaten a few of my people, and some even extracted the ora-derived bio-enhancements, brutally tearing them from our bodies. We became prisoners to the Ordianal Sheida Kayn, he interrogated us. I remember him placing a gun onto our Leader Korobak's forehead, when he defied the Ordinal's questioning, he switched his aim onto me.

That’s the imperialist mentality. They threaten us. They brutalized us. Then they prepared to kill us.

Yet despite that, I said nothing. That way the empire would get nothing, I was prepared to pass through the Ora Gate with the blessing of all Templars, and the satisfaction of knowing He had been defied.

I was spared, but I was taken hostage and I would've been trapped within the locus armada if it wasn't for the rebel group that broke me out. Unfortunately, the man who escorted me to my freedom was killed by the Ordinal..."

As she speaks, you can't help but feel the weight of her words. You see the empire from her perspective, a warmongering nation hellbent on its greed and domination. It takes a strong will to oppose such overwhelming power, and Sona has made her stance perfectly clear.

"Do you think the empire can be stopped?" you ask her.

"I don't know." Sona's words carried a tinge of hopelessness.

"The Empire has the strength to take any territory by force, and they have, the Demaxian Empire has succeeded with barely a fraction of planet systems left to stand independent.

I believe a greater conflict is on the horizon. The empire's expansion is relentless but only an inconvenience to the cataclysmic threat that Rhaast and his puppet Kayn bring to the universe.

There will be the day of reckoning that the Ora gates open and whatever abysmal entities lurk beyond will come into our world and plague it with darkness."

You shake your head in denial "We're not letting that happen Sona. We can stop Kayn."

Sona continues to look sullen not persuaded by your determination and returns to look out of the window...

Somewhere across the universe the Fractal Shear prowls in orbit. Kayn stands proudly facing the grand window, staring out into the vast abstractness of stars and nebulas.

Despite his calm and confident composure, the Ordinal was tense. His left arm discreetly grips his scythe impatiently, fingers wrapping then unwrapping themselves around the handle.

"The Morningstar continues to elude you Kayn."

"I don't see you helping in tracking those troublesome little rats".

"I'm the scythe, all I do is help".

Kayn scoffs, scowling at his reflection in the glass. "Whatever I don't need you to rule the universe."

"Then why can't you put me down".

Letting out a frustrated grunt, Kayn strides away from the window, towards the command center. Various hologram monitors display the last known sightings of the Morningstar, just seeing the faces of the crew was infuriating to the Ordinal.

His fist slams down onto the table with a harsh thud, the hologram flickers for a moment.

"Dammit! It's been four months and I still haven't retrieved the Templar!"

Kayn's lips pull back in a seething sneer, his singular eye twitches uncontrollably.

"With the Templar allied with the Morningstar crew, there comes the chance that they will open the ora gate first."

"They are unworthy of unlocking the secrets of the ora gate, there's no way Sona would actually reveal the key to Captain Yasuo."

"Sona sought him out specifically after escaping your interrogation, perhaps he is more complex than we had realized".

"That drunken loser? He barely qualifies as a Captian, Yasuo was a nobody before I framed him for the gruesome murder of Yone".

"Ahh yes the mercenary that broke the Templar free".

"And the brother of this space pirate wannabe, it'll be poetic when I kill him next." Kayn regains his calm composure and brings up files of collected data of each Morningstar crew member; Yasuo, Sona, Jinx, Malphite, and you.

Kayn sharply inhales when he looks at your file. How humiliating, you had completely fooled him when you first met. Not only were you capable at matching him in combat but you were working for the wretched Morningstar the whole time.

He allowed you to escape him. To Kayn you were just some rebel wannabe, someone who was barely an inconvenience to an empire. But you were more than that, you were a spy. You snuck through the Locus Armadas guard, took on an unassuming facade, and fooled them all. And he let you free.

You could've gotten away with obtaining crucial knowledge about his army. He let you sit in the control center without being blindfolded or restrained, He led you into his personal chambers, He even-

"Damn that deceiving vixen! When I get to that bitch I'l-"

"Fuck her brutally like you did last time?" Rhaast's crude insinuation causes Kayn to stop and glare at the scythe. The anger in his eye is palpable, and it's clear he is furious with Rhaast's comment.

He can't believe that he allowed you to deceive him like that, to get the best of him.

He can't handle the humiliation.

"Shut up, damn it!" he yells. Rhaast lets out a dark laugh, enjoying every bit of the heated exchange and taunting the Ordinal.

Kayn is a master at suppressing his anger and hiding it under the cool exterior of control, but since you came along he's been losing his grip and it infuriated him.

He needed to become stronger, Kayn was now determined to grow bigger as a threat that there would be no chance he could lose again.

"If I am to unlock my latent powers through the ora gate I will need to devote more time to hunting the Morningstar and I need to improve my current abilities."

The Ordinal takes his scythe and walks out of the command centre, passing by his elite soldiers who nod at him with respect. None of them aware that their Ordinal openly talks to what they perceive to be an inanimate scythe.

With supreme confidence, Kayn marches through the fractal shear, descending deeper and deeper into the ship. He approaches a door at the end of a barren hallway, out of view of both personal and security alike.

Only Kayn can unlock this door and after scanning his left eye the panel clicks and slides open allowing the Ordinal entrance. Inside is a dim room, thick mist creeps along the floor and an electric hum is all that resonates inside.

Once stepping in everything becomes illuminated, the walls and ceilings are lined with pipes that run along each other in intricate patterns. At the centre of it all is a podium with a glass case, a chamber, full of golden essence.

"Is that?-"

"Pure, raw ora. My personal stash." Kayn walks over towards it standing before the chamber watching in suppressed awe as the ora inside reacts to his presence. It warps and flows, collecting itself as if attracted to the Ordinal...or his scythe.

He grabs onto a tube that is plugged into the machine and pulls it out, the tendril releasing with a forced hiss in his hand. Kayn brings it to his bio-enhanced arm. The gold armored appendage clicking as a panel shifts, revealing an interface with an opening for the hose to attach to.

"Kayn, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing Rhaast?"

"But, you're King... I thought he forbid such things."

"You and I both know that King Jarvan has grown weak, his apprehension is what holds this empire back. Unlike him I take risks, unlike him I have what it takes to progress and unlike him I act".

Kayn plugs the tube into his arm connecting himself to the ora chamber, the pressure releases, and immediately the ora begins to pump itself into Kayn's arm.

The Ordinal lets out a pained growl but doesn't cease the procedure, he grips onto the top of the chamber to keep himself upright. His body tenses as more and more ora is introduced into his system. Sweat accumulates across his brow and his teeth bare with the pain. Rhaast can only watch on with intrigue...

Part Seven: Here

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .5

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: coming up with a 'how to save the universe' plan, some "bonding" time with the members, and finally a more definite backstory to our character.

A/N: Apologies for the delayed post this should've come out earlier but I've been struggling with a bit of writer's block because I am making this whole story up as I go gliding by the seat of my ass or however that saying goes. Anyway, I hope it's worth the wait! Knowing that at least a few of you are invested really helped me keep going so thank you all!!

And that's how you came to become the newest recruit member of the Morningstar, and also how you found out about the universe's impending doom.

You gave Sona a judgemental side eye, like... really? You plan on saving the universe with these people!? The Templar, however, ignored your stare and continued to look out the window with her back turned to you. Looking as mysterious as ever.

Currently, the Morningstar was blindly traveling through deep space. Destination: unknown, as long as it was as far away from Kayn and his locus armada. So far there was no sign of them on your tail, you could relax for now.

"So what's the plan? on saving the universe?" you ask looking towards the front of the ship where Jinx was goofing off in the pilot's seat doing anything but actually steering the ship, Yasuo was close by at the control center holo screen.

"We're currently in the drafting stage of our master universe-saving plan" Jinx says while tinkering away at something you assumed was highly hazardous.

"Seriously? you guys don't have a plan yet? What have you been doing this whole time?" It was hard to believe that no progress had been made within the last three months. Aka the time Kayn got his hands on Rhaast, the universe's greatest threat without fully understanding it.

"It's been hard to think straight, that insane ordinal is constantly chasing us down. Every planet we stop at to stock on supplies or rest from travel is crawling with the empire's military and Kayn is never far behind." Yasuo says with a frown on his face.

It was true, you had just witnessed just how quickly the Demaxian Empire was at tracking down wanted criminals. Only, the morning star crew weren't nearly as high priority as they were targeted to be. They were just a bunch of rag-tag space pirates.

It was clear that Kayn was obsessed with getting Sona back for his personal gains. Once fiercely loyal to his emperor Kayn has become obsessed with his personal hunt, he will not hesitate to kill any who cross his path. The ordinal was slowly corrupting into something dark and consuming.

That scythe was the catalyst for all of this. According to Sona, no one knew what Rhaast truly was, but it was undeniable that he or it wasn't the "sentience of ora".

Rhaast clearly wanted to open the ora gates, but for what purpose? Immediately you figured opening the ora gate was the last thing the universe wanted. Sona confirmed from her upbringing within the templar order she had heard of a time long ago when an ancient civilization, extinct for eons, once opened an ora gate. "Annnnd they're all dead now, so it must've gone well for them."

Sona doesn't know what's actually behind the gates but she has seen visions. Visions of which none of the Morningstar or you were aware of. She saw silence. She saw the vast well of time. She saw a moment stretched into an eternity. She saw lingering stillness and glacial quiet. She saw dark stars and black suns frozen in a void of endless shadow. She saw monstrous, silent deities lurking in a corrupted cosmos.

Yet she never spoke of them, Sona was a quiet and mysterious templar after all. The only reason you believed in this religious fanatic was because you could see it in her eyes, the horror. Behind a calm and neutral expression was a gaze that carried worry and fear. Whenever you would steal a glance with the templar it was like looking into a void, one that stared back into your deepest reaches. Sona knew many things, and yet she remained quiet about them, almost as if she was uncertain about whether or not she wanted to save the universe.

You had decided for yourself that you would take charge of planning the next course of action, borrowing a tablet from Yasuo you had snuck off by yourself to figure out what exactly one was supposed to do next.

Sitting down in the saloon of the ship, you began to develop a plan. From what you now know Kayn had to be stopped, the ordinal is so obsessed with his quest for power that he's becoming unstable.

He was being puppeted by that alien scythe whose intentions were far more dire than Kayn could realize. Rhaast wanted the ora gates to be open and it was clear that whatever lay beyond that gate was something never meant to be unlocked.

You needed to stop Kayn from opening the gate, the only reason he hasn't just gone straight to the gate immediately is because he needed Sona to unlock it. Only Sona knew how to do this which means she was a highly valuable asset, good thing she was on your side for now.

Was it possible to destroy the ora gate? If you could manage that then there would be no threat of anyone opening it ever. But it was unclear as to how these ora gates worked, no one truly understood them at all that the risk of something just as disastrous happening. How would one even go about destroying something so incomprehensible?

Ok so destroying the ora gate isn't a likely option, you delete that plan from the tablet.

Looking for the whereabouts of the ora gate would be a start, that way you'd know where to go and where Kayn would be headed at some point.

According to Yasuo, Sona had told him that there were in fact, multiple ora gates in the universe. All are located throughout the furthest reaches of the universe, far beyond the darkest corners. Knowing which one Kayn would go to would be impossible to predict.

Rubbing your temples, you grunt and delete that plan route.

Let's take a step back from the end game. The ordinal Kayn, instead of trying to intercept him at the gates or destroying one perhaps we needed to go straight to the source of the problem.

It wouldn't be hard to find Kayn. He would always come to you. If you had learned anything, it was that this insane and obsessed man was smart, and calculating and when you had something he wanted, it wouldn't be long before he pounced.

You type down "KAYN" in capitols. He was now the focus of your plan. There were a few options of how you could go about this. You could be a mediator and persuade Kayn to give up his pursuit for power, Or perhaps separate him from that damn scythe. Destroying Rhaast was also a good idea, oh wait an even better idea! We kill Kayn!

Just as you were typing out that last thought you feel the weight of someone leaning onto your shoulders, their shadow looming over your head as they nondiscreetly look at your plans.

"Whatcha doing?" Jinx asks with her eyes glued to your plan's title. She snatches your tablet from your hands and brings it close to her face as she intensely stares at it.

Sighing you grab the tablet back trying to focus on forming more ideas- "He's so cool~". You snap your head, pull a face, and look at Jinx as if she lost her min- yeh she probably has already.

"Jinx, please. Anyone but him. Kayn is evil and you're...chaotic neutral." You groan realizing there's no point in reasoning with the loose cannon.

With pacifist, petty, and genocide plans crafted, you went to showcase each of them to the Morningstar crew.

Sona true to her character wanted to take the peaceful route, but even she knew negotiating with such a cruel and ruthless person held little chance in successfully de-escalating the Ordinal.

Yasuo liked the idea of taking Rhaast from Kayn, the thought of taking away his power source was enticing to the captain of the crew. Although you weren't sure if you could trust Yasuo with the sentient scythe. Not that you were assuming the captain was immoral or corrupt but, nobody should've ever come into contact with whatever Rhaast is.

Jinx and Malphite unsurprisingly wanted to go the chaos route, already suggesting which weapons would best tear down the Locus Armada and the Fractal Sheer.

"I carry enough weapons to seize a medium battle fortress!" Jinx proudly exclaims standing before you. You simply nod and half smile "uhuh that's great jinx" your voice passive agressively giving off an annoyed tone.

She grins and dumps her current arsenal onto your lap, you jump in your seat. Did she seriously just throw live weapons at you?! "These are my best friends!" She says picking up the rocket launcher from your lap. "This is fishbones! I modeled him after Sharkpedos, He's always worried about me." You blink stunned.....he?

As she's showing him off she uses one hand to move the jaw of the rocket launcher up and down like a puppet. "I'm worried Jinx maybe we should try a less dangerous option, I like (Y/N)'s other plan to take the scythe instead." Jinx rolls her eyes at the rocket launcher she's ventriloquizing before throwing him to the side, followed by the sound of it crashing onto the ground.

"Yeh he can be a bit of a buzzkill, anyways this is Pow-pow!" Jinx says now picking up the mini-gun making your lap feel a ton lighter. She spins it around and you duck as the barrel comes towards you before shooting a desperate look to the others- oh, Sona and Malphite are gone and Yasuo is reading some book clearly unbothered. Great you're stuck with Jinx then.

"I love your plan to destroy the locus armada! let's shoot them up and watch their bodies fall together!" Jinx says playing on a raspier and higher-pitched voice for the minigun. Jinx then pulls out a lightning projector "This is Zappy she's my stun gun, she's more unstable than I am! Watch this!" Jinx then suddenly tosses the gun onto an empty couch like how one would casually throw their phone on a bed, only, when the gun softly bounces onto the lounge chair it explodes. And Jinx had thrown that on your lap just earlier...

Yasuo gives Jinx a glare flicking his eyes up from the novel he was currently reading, his nose still buried between the pages.

Not giving a single shit about Yasuo Jinx continues to introduce you to her "friends" such as the Flame Chompers, which are curiously sculpted in the likeness of Malphite's head; and the Super Mega Death Comet, an interstellar portal lifted from one of Jinx's old mining jobs.

"You should see the ship! I heavily modified the Morningstar with so many offensive weapons!" Jinx says happily grabbing you by the arm and dragging you on yet another tour of the Morningstar. And after an hour of being overstimulated with interacting with Jinx..... you were still unsure as to what half of Jinx's modifications do.

Finally, Jinx had gone off to wherever leaving you to mentally recover by yourself. So far regarding your "Plan" no one could agree on which one to go with, personally, you were leaning to the separate Kayn from Rhaast. You could kill Kayn if it comes to it. But between the two it was Rhaast that was the true danger.

That would not be an easy feat, Kayn alone was an intelligent and strong fighter. His eyepatch and left arm are clearly ora augmentations making him a superhuman. He now wields a sentient alien scythe and he has a whole personal army at his disposal.

There was no way the five of you could possibly win against him in a fight, it would take some grand scheme to outsmart the Ordinal and gain the upper hand.

Something crawls along your shoulder, and immediately your mind races to some giant ugly alien spider, you see how messy the interior of this ship is, clearly no one is cleaning the ship so of course it would be crawling with pests. You go back and forth on whether to scream for help or smack the bugger into smoosh.

To your relief, a familiar face peeps up at you. Warm round eyes that contrasted with its cool blue and green complexion and a goofy wide smile beamed up at you. "Hey little guy" you coo at the lizard. "How did you get here?"

The lizard chirps and clicks seemingly happy as you scratch its head like how one would pet a cat. "Let's return you to Yauso"

After walking through the layout of the ship you finally found Yasuo, sitting by a large window on a red carpet with incense and candles laid around him, his nose buried in a novel.

His eyes flick up from his book to look at you. "Ah I see Space Lizard has found you".

"Space Lizard? don't tell me that's what you actually call them."

Yasuo shrugs his shoulders. "We really couldn't decide a name for it, we'll probably never will. We plan to sell it for a profit"

"You're selling them!?"

Yasuo shrugs again. "That is why we stole it from a maximum-security nature reserve." Your jaw drops.

"You actually managed to pull that off?" Yasuo nods with a smug smirk on his lips. It was impressive but a part of you just felt for the innocent animal, he seemed happy and healthy here it felt wrong to give him away for money. Your thoughts get interrupted by bubbles floating towards your face and popping upon contact with your nose.

Surprised you turn your gaze and see that Space Lizard is blowing bubbles. You're unsure as to whether to be amazed or grossed out but by Yasuo's smile, you can tell that at least he secretly likes it.

"So you guys are really space pirates huh?" you ask as Space Lizard climbs down your arm and onto your outstretched hand.

Yasuo nods with a proud smile. "Yep, real space pirates". He turns a page in his novel. "It's a lot different from my old life, I would've still been living a life of luxury if it weren't for the framing of my brother's death."

Right, you remember Yasuo briefly mentioning that earlier. "I'm sorry for your loss" Yasuo merely shakes his head dismissively. Lowering his book.

"Don't worry about it, I'll get justice for my brother" he said quietly, his gaze turning downward. You couldn't help but feel drawn to his pain and frustration. Despite the cocky and careless personality he usually exhibits, he was clearly hurting.

Yasuo pauses and shifts in his seat "I should've been there, if I would've been there then-"

You nod your head not letting him finish but acknowledging the obvious truth, he'd been beating himself up for this incident for a long time, and from the way he spoke you could tell it was a huge weight on his shoulders.

"The empire screwed me over, they blamed me for something I didn't do. My brother had grown distant with me in recent years, He was off being a hero while I was spending my nights in a drunken daze, aimlessly wandering between high-end nightclubs. To him I was a disgrace, someone to be ashamed of, I wish I could prove him wrong. But now I'll never get the chance."

Space Lizzard had jumped down from your cradling hand and moved over to where Yasuo was sitting to perch himself on his shoulder, nuzzling its head against Yasuo's face as if to comfort him. A small smile returns to Yasuo's face.

"I know I'm not the only one who's on the run from the empire, You mentioned how you managed to escape punishment for sabotaging a locus armada ship back. But that's all we know about you, what made you turn against the empire?"

A sour snort escapes you, a bitter taste returning to your mouth. "I've hated the empire since the beginning" Yasuo looks at you confused.

"Why is that? What happened?"

You swallow down the rising pressure as the memories of your past rush back. "I used to live on one of the few planets that weren't claimed by the Demaxian empire. Of course that wouldn't last long. They always have to keep expanding, taking planet systems by force."

You recall your old home planet "My homeland was beautiful, it was bountiful with nature and wildlife and we lived in harmony with the land, we were a lot more primitive with technology. We didn't have much need for it. I was just a little girl when they arrived...."

"The Demaxian Empire was brutal, they came in guns blazing, declaring our planet and its land as their own. They had no regard for the lives and cultures they were erasing. Our planet was the gateway to the Outer Rim, a new frontier that the Empire craved. To them, our way of life was primitive and unacceptable.

I still remember them bringing their warships into my planet's orbit, demanding we bend the knee to them. When we refused. They bombed our planet, destroying much of our infrastructure and reducing our population to just a fraction of the original number.”

The look in your eyes was one of a faraway expression, there was a slight tremble in your hands and your whole complexion had paled.

"When the smoke cleared there was nothing left. The land was leveled out, the villages were torn to the ground and all of the plant life, and the animals were gone. They came in and wiped out our entire people in the name of expansion and development. But left after draining everything of Ora. Apparently our planet wasn't good enough to colonize. All that slaughter and ruination for nothing!" you say clenching your teeth.

"The nightmare didn't end there however. With our home now uninhabitable we had to leave, some submitted themselves to the empire and lived lives of servitude and slavery. Others like myself fled to distant planets like Piltron and Zaun. Desperate to find stability in living." By now you had seated yourself next to Yasuo who surprisingly was listening to your rambling, his novel was closed and by his side, and Space Lizard while perched on his shoulders looked at you intentively.

"I had nothing to my name, no ID, no money, no family. I was used to living off the grid with no influence by technology and government systems. Without any ID it was an unimaginable pain in the ass to intergrade into society. No vital records office could obtain any identity due to my home planet never being a part of the Demaxian system. I couldn't get a stable job or any proper schooling, I was left to figure shit on my own because Demaxia doesn't have time for my kind.

I had to struggle with low-end jobs that paid under the table, there was no dignity in my line of work not when the turnover rate of a nuclear powerplant worker was so high, and more people were dying of negligence faster than new hires were acquired. I was fortunate, if you could call it that to be a mere janitor in Zaun's power plant system. But that didn't come without prejudice from the locals.

I didn't understand why, I still don't, we were all in the same boat and yet I was treated differently. Over time I learnt the ways of the streets and how to survive them. I kept my head down, I minded my own business. Despite being surrounded by thugs and gangs I managed to stay out of it by blending in. Of course, there were a few times I messed up" You say, pulling up your shirt, showing a couple of scars along your torso. Scar tissue in round formations pulled taught towards the center, the classic sign of a healed bullet wound. There were others too, a couple of singular lines dragging across your torso also, the result of getting shivved.

"I was never going to escape the pits of the lower class, no matter how many hours I worked, how many side jobs I had, despite living as frugally as one could survive on. I could never escape being a blue-collar in the slums. The empire's system is so rigged that if you want to live comfortably you have to be born into it. It's so unfair! So many people suffer in poverty and filth because the stupid king is more focused on colonizing more and more planets with stupid rich assholes who don't even spare a thought for the people who keep their obnoxiously pampered lifestyle afloat!!!" Yasuo jumps back a little at your heated outburst towards the end, his usual calm and suave demeanor now tense with a startled wide eyed stare.

It was clear he felt awkward about being called out for his old lifestyle. You sigh and shake your head.

"I'm sorry I don't mean to take it all out on you specifically, I've never really talked about any of this and I suppose all those years were bottled up for too long." Yasuo's gaze softens, his hand goes towards his belt and he passes you a flask, you raise a brow questioningly but take his offering and take a swig instantly feeling the distilled alcohol kick you in the throat with a powerful punch. You cough and sputter looking at him shocked.

"What the hell is this?"

"Pure distilled Polmos Spirytus Rektyfikowany Vodka"

"...." You stare at Yasuo silently before dowing another swig, then another. Letting out a gasp and wiping your lips with the back of your hand as the satisfying burn of the alcohol soaked itself into your system.

"Better?"

"Better."

You noticed the velocity of the ship shifting and turning into the landing procedures, curiously you looked to Yasuo.

"Whats happening?"

Yasuo shrugs "Looks like Jinx is taking us to a pit stop."

Part six: Here

A/N: So I've had this idea as headcannon for ages but never had the chance to implement it into the story so free lore content below!:

Piltron and Zaun is a rather unique planet in my Odyssey story. Piltron similar to its Runeterra counterpart (Piltover) is the higher class planet to Zaun. Piltron is a hollow planet that exists as an outer shell that hovers around its inner planet Zaun. To access Zaun you need to travel between the tectonic plates of Piltron via colossal industrial elevators. Piltover isn't a perfect shell that entirely encases the inner planet Zaun but is cracked into multiple districts that are tethered to its center Zaun via cybernetic tendrils to avoid floating out of Zaun's atmosphere. If you've seen Transformers: The Last Knight you'll know that I've taken inspiration from the scene of Cybertron being spacebridged into Earth's orbit (see image below).

Zaun Center, like the earth's core, is made of a uranium deposit that is harvested through fission (nuclear power plants) that power both Zaun and Piltron through the cybernetic tendrils that also hold the two planets together. Zaun is made up of the working class while Piltron homes the more upperclass citizens. Piltron and Zaun are allied with the Demaxian Empire and stand as the main manufacturing planet of the weapons and technology of the empire.

Despite being a part of Demaxia, Piltron, and Zaun have the least amount of empire enforcers due to the trust between them and the core worlds. Plus because of the unstable levels of radioactive activity in Zaun, most enforcers don't hover around for long. Sure in this age we have radioactive protection suits but Zaun is seen as dirty to rich snobs.

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .4

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: bar fight, meeting Rhaast, getting to know the crew, discovering the universe is ending...a normal Tuesday.

The entire bar freezes, and every patron and crew member stiffens as Kayn’s glare locks onto you. A familiar chill fills your heart. You're used to Kayn’s angry gaze, having seen them so many times before. But this is different; you could feel the anger seething from the ordinary as it radiated in a wave from his body. Your heart pounds in your chest as Kayn stares you down. He slowly walks over to you, his heels clicking aggressively as he stomps his way toward you. You can feel his anger and hostility as the rest of the crew slowly stand up and prepare themselves. "Kill them all; leave the templar alive," Kayn orders his army.

Instantly, Jinx hauls out her minigun and starts shooting up the bar, spraying a barrage of bullets that ricochet off the walls. Everyone else in the bar is ducking down and scrambling to get out of the crossfire while Yasuo grabs both you and Sona and tries running you both out the back exit. It's not a successful rescue as three of the locus armada soldiers block off your escape by firing their plasma guns that barely miss you.

You all halt in your tracks and look around panicked. Kayn is advancing towards your group, looking pissed off as ever. "I knew I should've killed you when I got the chance; you were working with the morning star all along! And to think you almost got away with fooling me!" Kayn sneers, standing before you. He winds back his scythe and brings it down on you, making a clashing sound as it is intercepted by Yasuo's blade. Both blades begin to tremble as the two struggle to break through each other.

Kayn lets out a growl, sparks fly, and the metallic sounds grate on your ears. He pushes forward with more force, pushing Yasuo back but losing his footing in the process. His eyes narrow in fury as a surge of ora bursts out from him, coursing through the blades, making them both pulse with energy. He charges forward to strike Yasuo's blade again, letting out a deafening shout as he launches himself at the captain. He quickly kicks Yasuo off of him with a burst of raw energy.

A smirk spreads across Kayn’s face as he quickly withdraws his scythe and swings it into Yasuo’s torso, sending him flying across the room. With the path cleared, Kayn quickly advances towards you as he draws his scythe once again "You will pay for your treachery (Y/N)!".

Before he can bring it down on your head, Jinx dives into its path and takes the hit for you. You see her get launched into the air and slam hard onto the ground "out of the way!". You watch in horror as she struggles to get back up. Kayn approaches and is about to bring his scythe down on her.

Like a bull, Malphite charges and slams his entire body into the ordinal at full force, knocking Kayn over. The giant rages with harsh, ragged breaths; his nostrils flare, and his teeth are bared. Malphite balls his hands into fists and threateningly pounds them together. Kayn looks at Malphite, determined to slice him down.

With absolute, calm, and cold efficiency. He swings the scythe down into Malphite's massive form without hesitation, cleaving a deep gash into the thick hide of his chest"The big ones always fall the hardest". Malphite lets out a painful yell and stomps his large feet to throw off the ordinal. Kayn stands his ground, waiting for a follow-up attack.

But Malphite is held back as a magic bolt of Ora attacks Kayn. It deals him damage, forcing him to stumble backward. You follow the source of the attack and see Sona now glaring at the ordinary as she floats above the ground, her robes swishing. She sends out another wave of ora, this time towards the morning star members, healing her wounded allies. Her eyes are focused and unnervingly calm.

She lets out a wave of celerity, and you feel yourself become light, like you were almost lifted off the ground. You dash forward into the turmoil of the fight. The agile boost of Sona's ability allows you to move with such speed and grace throughout the bar. Flying beams of concentrated plasma, bullets, and ora are whizzing by you as you dodge the attacks and crossfire between the morning star and the locus armada. You make your way towards Kayn, jumping up and then leaping off of a table to attack from above. Bringing your leg up to your chest, you swing your leg downward, cutting it between his trapezius, where his shoulder meets his neck.

You bring Kayn to the floor, onto his hands and knees. Drawing back your leg you swing it again to kick him in the head, Kayn's face twists up into an unsettling grimace as he struggles against the immense pain that you have dealt him. Blood spills from his mouth and nose, coating the area around him in a thick crimson sheen. You are readying to kick him again when Kayn moves to block your shin with the handle of his scythe, you come into contact with it swiftly and a sharp pain shoots up your leg. The force of your kick breaks through Kayns block, knocking the scythe from his hands which clatters to the ground away from the both of you.

There is the briefest of a silent pause as you and Kayn eye each other wildly, glancing back between yourself and the scythe a few feet away. You lunge forth but fall face first to the floor as Kayn's augmented mechanical arm grabs your ankle and drags you back, you flip yourself onto your back and use your free leg to kick at his grip on you. The two of you continue to struggle as you both attempt the other from reaching the scythe, around you the Locus armada is fighting against the morning star crew, Jinx is launching her array of weapons seamlessly switching from her minigun, rocket launcher, shock pistol, and snare grenades that look oddly like...Malphite?

Kayn and you continue to roll across the bar floor unbothered by the shell casings and shattered glass. Yasuo jumps over the both of you to sweep through a line of armada slicing them with his blade, Malphite attacks with his fists making claps of thunder shook the waves of armada with aftershocks while Sona hovers above it all supporting her teammates with her ora.

You get thrown back under Kayn as he rolls on top of you again, your hand goes to claw at his face and attempts to push him off of you but his strength rivals your own as the both of you tremble against the other's force. Kayn's strong hands grip you tightly, pinning you down to the floor below him as his body hovers just inches above you. His face remains calm and yet dangerous. He stares at you with cold, unforgiving eyes, seemingly unmoved by your attempts to escape his grasp. The room is chaotic, with gunfights and magic battles blazing all around you, but you and him seem somehow oblivious to it all.

With Kayn on top, you were given the perfect opportunity to gain the upper hand, without warning you thrust your knee. A sharp gasp escapes Kayn's lips as you land a direct hit on his most vulnerable of spots. He flinches and groans in pain, his body loosening for but a second. You can manage to slip free with some leverage and quickly place your feet on top of his shoulders to kick off him, sliding along the floor towards the scythe. He reaches out to regain his grip but it is too late, you are free and you got to his scythe first.

Before Kayn can lunge for you again Yasuo blocks him off with a wall of energy keeping you safe from the ordinary for now. You hurry to bend down and grab the scythe.

The chaos around you suddenly drowns out, the screams and gunfire become muffled and your ears begin to ring before it all goes silent. You watch as the world around you slows down, bullets hang in mid-air, and flashes of plasma halt in their trajectory. Then everything goes black. Like being suddenly sucked into an endless void, You feel like you are sinking, dread sits heavy in your stomach and your heart thrums in your ears. Within the Darkness that swallows you a dark chuckle rumbles.

The grip you have on the scythe tightens as you hold it out defensively, spinning around trying to see through the black shroud. "Show yourself" You demand still struggling to make out a single thing. The sinister voice only responds with more laughing, you grit your teeth and lash out at the darkness, spinning out the scythe and slashing at the air, leaving iridescent light trails that follow the blade's motion. It's oddly beautiful, yet you can't admire that as your heart trembles in the clutches of fear.

Whispers swirl in your mind, hushed and sinister, fogging up your own thoughts, drowning you in a sea of darkness as deep and void as the expanse that swallowed you. Your hands feel warm and pull your attention towards that sensation, your eyes glance to the blade of the scythe and then to the ora at its center. The mass of gold essence ripples and warps, it's mesmerizing.

"How interesting, you have not gone insane. That's a first" Comes a voice, one that reverberates through your body. "Come out you coward" You respond continuing to spin around keeping an eye out for anything that moves in the shadows. The voice only cackles. "I think you misunderstand. I am already before you...within your grasp"

Once again your eyes tail back to the scythe in your hands "Yeeeeesss..." that guttural tone growls. Feeling uneasy about this new revelation you cautiously ask.

"Who are you?"

You hear a name, breathed out like a sigh. One that sounded as mysterious and foreboding as the scythe you held.

"Rhaast"

Frowning, you remember hearing it. Back when you were aboard the Fractal Shear mother ship. When Kayn mentioned that name. Only you assumed he said "Rust".

The voice cackles in your head "Ah, I can see your little mind connecting the dots. How adorable."

Confused even further, you ask the scythe. "What are you?"

"Why I am the very voice of the ubiquitous organic you call 'Ora'". You scoff and roll your eyes.

"I'm calling bullshit on that".

"Your disbelief, or rather your skepticism, is quite endearing. But I am very much real. I am the very manifestation of power. I am the essence of everything that is, and of everything that will ever be."

Your brow quirks up, still doubtful of the scythes words. "Oh? if that's so, what may the consciousness of Ora itself be doing in a scythe of all places?" You shift your grip on the scythe. "Where did you come from? What do you want?"

Another chuckle rumbles through the scythe as the ora at its center warps and flickers, resembling an eyeball that rolls over to glance at you. "Your feeble mind couldn't comprehend it if you tried". There is a pause before Rhaast speaks again.

"I call out to many. To seek someone worthy."

"Worthy? Worthy of what?"

Before you can receive a response you suddenly feel a force yank at Rhaast, the movement jerking you forth. Immediately the illusion evaporates and you are thrown back into the bar, into the fight between yourself and the locus armada. As you come to, you see Kayn is now inches in front of you. The Scyth-Rhaast is now back in his possession.

His blue eye locks with yours in an intense glare, studying your features for any information. He knows that you know. After being trapped in a trance of staring each other down, Jinx interrupts by ruthlessly slamming the back of Kayn's head with her minigun, taken by surprise Kayn staggers forth which you avoid by sidestepping the Ordinal.

Yasuo's hands clap onto your shoulder, gripping on before tugging you forcefully to run. You can see Malphite grab Jinx and throw her onto his back which she stands on by holding onto one of his dorsal spines. Sona hovers in the middle of your group casting another celerity spell aiding in your chase out of the bar.

The five of you crash out of the back exit onto a derelict alleyway the sound of the fight inside pouring out with you. Jinx is whooping from excitement while Yasuo urges your group to keep running. "Go! Go! GO!"

Behind you as you run is the chasing fleet of the leftover armada with Kayn leading the front. He pursues your group, determined as he pushes his muscular body to close the space between you with each powerful stride.

Jinx, while perched on Malphite's back, fires at Kayn and his army. Some managed to hit the locus armada, picking them off so they fall and trip up their comrades. Yet, no matter how many times she blasted pow-pow or, fishbones, Kayn always dodged each one, flexing his body to twist and roll to avoid each shot. "So cool" murmurs Jinx with a slight blush on her cheeks while she continues to fire at Kayn.

You continue to sprint through the streets of Buildporter, towards the main docking station for ships. The poor space lizard on Yasuo's shoulder bounces violently, its large head bobbing with each stride the space pirate takes. There are many ships ported here, including the unnecessarily large mother ship of Kayns Locus armada, you continue to run past these spaceships further and further from the central area of the port. Looks like Jinx landed their ship somewhere a bit more discreet.

Finally, you rapidly approach what you assume is the morning star, it too is a rather large jasmine yellow and turquoise ship. Yasuo hurries you and the others onboard taking the position at the command center while Jinx throws herself into the pilot's seat, engaging the thrusters onto full blast. You press yourself against the orange windows peaking down onto the port below where you can make out the tiny figures of Kayn and the armada closing in on your ship quickly shrinking smaller as the morning star takes off out of orbit. A faint whisper echoes in your head as you leave "We'll talk later"

And that's how you ended up running away with the Morning Star. Sighing in relief you relax a little seated next to Sona who quietly watches you. You take a moment to look around the interior of the room, the walls were decorated with an abundance of fairy light strings that draped over various bottles mounted on the wall with tiny ships inside along with varying sizes of framed photos, it was made to look cozy and personalised to the team. Yasuo, Jinx and Malphite eventually join you on the red circular couch.

"You guys have a really nice ship" you admire. Earning a smug smirk from Yasuo. "Thanks! We stole it ourselves!" Jinx chimes in. Sona shakes her head in disappointment. Jinx excitedly recounts the story of how everyone met.

As it turns out Yasuo was once a premiere body guard for celebrities and imperial dignities, living a life of luxury among the superstructures and gleaming lights of the largest metropolis in the coreworlds-

"I was, and still am a Talented, Handsome man also" Yasuo's says, butting in which made you roll your eyes.

Jinx used to work for a deep space mining operation, unsurprisingly her destructive tendencies got her fired after somehow managing to crack the asteroid she was on by herself ultimately ending with herself getting fired.

As it turns out, the giant blue alien Malphite has a heart of gold (and a bit of a temper problem). He and Jinx worked together in the same team at a mining operation, Jinx was the explosives technician and Malphite oversaw their drilling team. You assumed Malphite didn't speak, up till now all you had seen him do was perk up for a fight and happily munching on a 64 pack of horse chicken nuggets and chaos zone sauce.

However Malphite does in fact speak, in short simple and slow sentences but he can speak it none the less. You feel a little guilty and ashamed for assuming he couldn't because he reminded you of a gorilla. Sure he wasn't a Winston in terms of communication but he surely was impressive in other ways.

Before working in the mines, Malphites dream was to be an internal medic. But medical school was expensive, so he worked hard both as a miner and as a pit boss of the fighting rings held afterwork to save half his pay checks towards that.

Unfortunately after meeting Jinx, Malphite would use all of his earnings to replace the equipment she constantly destroyed. He didn't mind though because the two of them had developed a deep friendship and were the bestest of buddies.

Yasuo took over the story telling again to explain one day he was framed for the murder of his brother, and after being of the run for so long Demaxian enforcers and rogue agents alike finally closed in on him. So that's when he picked up a couple of down-and-out lunatics at a local bar, hijacked a ship, and ran.

They've been on the run ever since with Sona recently joining their rag tag crew, apparently she sought out Yasuo directly hoping to avert an unknown disaster that will destroy all of creation.

You interject. "Wait what? The universe is ending?"

Part five: is here!

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .3

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: References (see if you can catch them all), meeting the morning star crew, unedited.

Exiting the Fractal Shear, you weren't prepared for what lay beyond the ship. Years of hatred for the empire couldn't stop you from letting out a shocked gasp. The palace port, which you assumed was underneath the palace itself, was unbelievably massive. The station stretched out far beyond your line of sight. An expanse made of cold, dark metal lined with sterile lights.

Thousands of troops patrolled this underground base, stoically staring ahead as they marched to wherever they were headed. Yet underneath the dark visors, you could feel judging glares towards yourself. Even in demaxian clothing, you still stood out to them, probably because you were in "casual attire" and they were in uniforms.

Oh, how ironic were the circumstances right now. How you would claim to be the biggest threat to the empire, talking big about tearing down the metropolis of the capitol. You would daydream about being like Katniss Everdeen, the symbol of rebellion leading a large revolution.

But you were no such thing, instead you were being walked out of the empire by the locus armada like you were a teenager in detention. How shameful. The many footsteps echoed through the facility, you were no longer cuffed or restrained, no soldier bothered to touch you. Not when the Ordinal was right next to you holding that scythe.

"I have a personal meeting with the King" Kayn states "My men will escort you out of the palace through the underground system and you will go with them willingly. Don't try anything stupid in the heart of the empire, we have thousands of personnel that can and will dispose of you for even sudden movements." You nod as Kayn separates from his troop heading toward a grand entrance which you assumed led up to the palace.

You don't get to see much more as a firm nudge from one of the soldiers reminds you to keep walking. As you walk you can’t keep your eyes from scanning your surroundings, you may have heard of the empire being extremely wealthy but actually seeing the wealth in the form of a technological marvel is jawdropping. The metal hallways are wide, and the floor is immaculate and perfectly maintained, you’d expect such a massive structure to have a few imperfections but all you can see is beauty. You wonder how many workers are needed to maintain such a massive structure, as your escorts walk you down a side corridor.

You are led through to the exit, stepping out into a secret passage behind the palace itself. They continue to guide you wordlessly until you are officially out of the series of gates bordering the property. From what you had seen this place was highly secured and had safety measure after safety measure, it must've been a chore to get in and out of the palace. The commutes to get through the entrance must've been at least twenty minutes....soo pretentious.

Finally, you were officially out. The locus armada threw you to the ground and without a word disappeared into the palace. You made sure to flip them off with both your middle fingers the moment they had turned their backs. Sighing in defeat you turn on your heel to face the metropolis, The city stretches as far as you can see, a sea of neon lighting up the night sky. There isn't a single patch of darkness. Awe strikes you as you behold one of the most lavish cities in the Empire. Everything is a technological masterpiece, the bright lit metal buildings are so well designed with their smooth corners and vibrant lights. You realize that the people of the city must be extremely wealthy, as even the lower sections of the city are well maintained and luxurious. The city is like a giant gem, the bright lights and shining metal creating a captivating display of beauty and awe. You can’t help but look around in astonishment and wonder.

You are filled with mixed feelings as you gaze upon the lavish metropolis. While it was an undeniable work of beauty and sophistication, the thought of so many people struggling to survive while others were surrounded by excess was heartbreaking. You wondered how the Empire rationalized such disparity and the implications of such a lopsided economic system.

But you had bigger concerns right now, the prospect of traveling all the way back home seemed impossible without a hyperdrive. But there was no point in dwelling on the problem, the first thing you should do was find someone who could provide you with a ship or transportation. The distance between planets was astronomical but there were plenty of ships that traveled between each of them for travel or cargo, you just needed to catch a ride...

Days later and you had found yourself in a new routine, with no money to your name you had taken up ship hopping to make the journey back. It has been an arduous journey, with many close calls and several days of waiting for your next ship. You are now back among familiar stars and planets. Your home planet of Piltron lies ahead, the final leg of your journey.

You would day dream about having your own ship sometimes, life would be so much more exciting and fulfilling if you were able to space travel more freely. It certainly would save you the trouble of illegally smuggling yourself on cargo ships to get back home, then again...what was stopping you from taking your own ship and commendeering it? You rejected those thoughts as quickly as they came into your head. You may be a bit of a street rat who committed a few petty crimes (mostly towards the Demaxian Empire because fuck them.) But you weren't going to just steal someones ship for selfish benefit. Perhaps you could join a crew and start a new life? Wishful thinking was all that was, you sigh.

For such a draining and demoralizing trip, the prospect of returning home filled you with hope. Finally a conclusion to this dramatic story you had lived through, sure you were not done with being a menace to the empire but that chapter could be revisited later.

But life was never easy for you now was it?

The cargo ship you were currently tucked away in was facing a serious dilemma. Due to engine problems the ship had to make an unexpected landing a few planets short leaving you stranded on an unfamiliar planet. From the conversations you would eavesdrop on from the vents it seemed that the crew aboard the ship were taking a pit stop for an indefinite amount of time.

You couldn't wait aboard any longer with no clear means of getting home, you hadn't eaten in days and you were desperate to get home. After the crew had left their ship you slipped out from your hiding space, stashing some money you had watched one member store earlier in a compartment. You. Were. Starving. So now your priority was finding the nearest place to get some food. Exiting the cargo ship you were met with the urbanscape of Bildporter.

Densely packed buildings stacked upwards towards the sky, unlike the sleek and clean architecture of coreworlds like Demaxia_Alpha theses structures were much more drab, make shifted of hazardly welded sheds and shipping containers. The neon signage were dull and flickering. The streets are filthy and littered with rubbish, creating a seedy and depressing atmosphere compared to the glamorous and beautiful cities you had seen previously. The general rule seemed to be: the further a planet was from the coreworlds the more poor and run down they were.

That didn't mean Bildporter was lifeless. The streets buzzed with swarms of people and alien species minding about their business. Compared to your clothes they were dressed much more casually than your current outfit. Everyone in this city seemed to have a shady air about them the majority of the population seemed to be made of space pirates. The atmosphere of the city is much more laid back and relaxed compared to the organized, orderly nature of the capital. In contrast to the opulence of the empire, the city seemed to be a stark reminder of the disparity and inequality between those who live on coreworlds and those who live on the fringe. It actually reminded you of home.

You knew you stuck out like a sore thumb, You couldn’t help but be on edge as you felt eyes watching you, people passing by with the occasional side glance in your direction. Stashing your (stolen) money down your bra and keeping your head down you made sure to not look at anyone in the eye and you shrunk into the crowd making your way through towards the first place that advertised food.

"Rough day?" casualy asks the bartender who takes in your appearance. You probably looked awful with how dirty the air vents are. Turns out they are never clean like those spy scenes in movies make out to be, those duct systems are actually filthy with dust and cobwebs, it was a struggle to not give away your position when sneaking aboard by sneezing.

"Rough week" you reply, the bartender chuckles before sliding you a plate with chili dogs on it. Your eyes are drawn to the crustacean-like arm he bore before flicking to his name tag: Bort. Shortly he was off to serve over patrons and make orders, allowing you to enjoy the solidarity.....or so you hoped.

The empty seat next to you gets taken by a man who you don't spare to look at, but you feel his eyes on you.

It's not long before the stranger finally speaks up. Apparently avoiding eye contact wasn't enough of a deterrent. "Can I buy you a drink?" He asks "You look like you need it".

Well, he wasn't wrong. You figured you can swallow some pride and suck up to this man if it means a free drink or two, reducing that stress and anxiety before going back to ship-hopping home would be nice. Nodding you take up his offer, ordering a cocktail of dark rum, white rum, pineapple juice and coconut cream.

You spare the man a glance and take in his appearance as the sweet and tropical taste of your drink goes down. He looked disheveled with white locks of hair messily tied into a ponytail, a line of light stubble forming an extended goatee and a scar across the bridge of his nose. You knew this man, he was one of the wanted "space pirates" of the moring star.

Peaking over your shoulder curiously, you spot three familiar faces tucked in the far corner of the bar. They looked back at Yasuo and you, mostly Yasuo as the girl with crazy orange hair and the giant blue space alien watched on with eager excited looks on their faces.

"I have to ask why you chose to hit one me" You ask taking another sip from your drink. "Fallen on desperate times?" You snicker feeling more playful as a warm and fuzzy feeling comes over you from your drink.

Yasuo shrugs "Thought I'd shoot my shot, I haven't seen someone such as yourself before. I was curious" You snort and swirl your cup in your hand.

"What? Never layed eyes on a filthy woman?"

Yasuo stammers and shakes his head, his cheeks turning pink. "Filthy? I never said-" You cut him off laughing as the rum in your system lightens your mood. He sighs before chuckling with you. "I swear its not just that you just stuck out from the crowd and my friends made a bet I couldn't break the ice." You roll your eyes with a smile.

"Well since we're here why not share some stories you look like someone who has a few tales to share." You extend a hand invitingly for Yasuo to shake. "I'm (Y/N) by the way". Yasuo flashes a charming smile and takes your hand with with own. "Im Y-"

"Yasuo I know" You interject to Yasuo's surprise. "....I'll explain. Its a bit of a story"

After a couple of hours you had moved to the back of the bar joining the morning star crew. You had just gone over how you managed to get away with destroying a locus armada ship and survived an encounter with the infamous Ordinal (leaving out what happened after) and that had earned you the respect of the crew who revelled in your story.

You were now situated between Yasuo and Sona while Jinx retold the many adventures the crew had gone through together. It was nice being with lively company, even with how chaotic this group seemed to be there was something comforting a bout this dynamic. Your eyes wandered from each member before landing onto Sona. You were informed about how the Templar was not one for words, when Yasuo introduced you to her earlier she offered a small polite smile and a soft wave. You couldn't help but be mesmerized by her, especially her eyes, the moment you looked into them you felt like you were being drawn into these deep and endless pools of gold. Sona was mysterious and it intrigued you especially with what you know about her being the key to Kayns plans.

"So I chased after that Hydraxal Super Squid and blasted it with my trusty Pow-pow and after tearing up its goopy insides I got my camcorder back!" Jinx exclaims after finishing another story. She slams her hands on the table and leans over towards you so that her face was inches from yours. "Do you wanna see it? The recruitment video!? Its super professional plus I made it myself!"

You had jumped in your seat when Jinx loudly addressed you, she was quite the high energy person and you were certain a few screws were loose in her head. Before you can even form a response Jinx fishes out a tablet and shoves the screen to your face forcing you to watch the recruitment video.

"You know what would be so cool? You should totally join our crew!" Jinx blurts looking at you with wide eyes. Malphite also seems excited as he looks at you with a wide smile, it was an amusing sight seeing such a tall hulking alien cramming himself into a booth. He seemed to parrot the enthusiasm of Jinx which you didn't find surprising. After all they were best buds. Jinx turns to Yasuo pouting. "Please can we keep her? Pleaseeeeeeee?" You stare at Jinx perplexed 'Why was she asking in a way that made you feel like a pet?'.

Yasuo sighs shrugging his shoulder making his space lizzard bounce a little. "I suppose if (Y/N) is looking for that kind of new life path we are open for more recruits." You take a moment to consider this.

Joining this rag tag group of junkies would certainly assure you a life of comfort, not only would you no longer need to worry about your essential living needs but you would also have company, and the opportunity to properly stand against the empire. Yes this group weren't exactly rebels to the Demaxian empire but with all of them being wanted as criminals there were plenty of opportunities for you to get revenge against the empire and its ruler.

Plus there was also the mysterious adventure that Sona promised, You hadn't forgotten Kayn's words. She was the key to opening the Ora Gates and that was fascinating to you. Now it's not like you had maleficent intent to use this opportunity to get close to and use Sona to unlock whatever is behind the gates but rather you wanted to tag along for the ride and see where it goes. Besides with the fate of the universe in the hands of these three...they were going to need all the help they could get.

Just as you are about to accept, the doors to the bar are thrown open, swinging so hard they slam against the wall. In march a familiar Ordinal and his Locus armada, the lively atmosphere of the bar is killed as Kayn's single blue eye scans the sea of patrons before landing on you and the morning star crew. His lips curl back baring his teeth in a snarl and he hisses under his breath.

"You.."

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .2

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: forced companion ship, hostage situation, enemy banter, escape attempt, currently unedited.

You gradually come to as your head is pounding. It's the next morning and the ordinal is gone. You don't even remember falling asleep, all you can remember is Kayn's brutal treatment the night before. You are lying on your back in bed, completely naked. As you sit up, you feel an intense amount of soreness and pain in your body, which you can't deny are from the ordinal's prior punishment.

Slowly sitting up, you look down at the messy bed you lay in, and you wonder just how far you will have to go to keep your dignity now that he is done with you. You look at your naked body with a shiver of shame. But you are still determined, you get up, eager to use your time left alone to escape this ship.

Kayn must've left to take care of something, that means you were on an uncertain schedule of time to act. Getting to your feet, you limp to the door intent on sneaking out before the Ordinal could return. The door was flat, and there was no handle, you huff and roll your eyes. "Demaxians...too rich to be bothered physically opening a door", Your eyes wander towards the electronic keypad on the wall adjacent to the door, you test it by pressing it with a curious finger and you are met with a negative buzz and the screen flashing red. Well, you had to at least try.

Perhaps you could try breaking the keypad? Surely busting it would override it right? there was a chance it could work. Clenching your fists you drew your cuffed wrists back and then slammed the chunky restraints against the keypad. Immediately another shock courses through your body and you pull back gasping in pain, you look at both the cuffs and the keypad and neither of them had broke. You growled in frustration. You'd have to consider your other options, you could take this time to try and figure out how to unlock the cuffs that Kayn has put on your hands. Or you could explore the room in an effort to find something useful.

You walk around the room inspecting the walls. Grooves moved along the panel surface in geometric uniform lines. Surely this room had more than an entrance and a large bay window looking into deep space, you run your hands along the patterns pressing in one of the plates causing it to shift and slide revealing a walk-in wardrobe behind.

A hidden door behind the wall opens to reveal a plethora of high-end Demaxian clothing, all arranged immaculately, giving you the impression that this wardrobe holds nothing but the finest garments the Ordinal has ever worn. You are quite impressed by the opulence of this closet.

The remnants of your own clothes lay on the floor next to the bed as a reminder of how vulnerable your current situation was. You stepped forward into the closet content to utilize Kayn's wardrobe. Many options were before you and at one point your eyes focused on a duplicate of the iconic Ordinal uniform. There were so many individual pieces to this outfit the pants alone had 3 components and you couldn't begin to fathom how the top piece would go on. No, you didn't have time for complicated outfits. So hastily, you grabbed the first pair of causal clothes along with a locus armada trench coat, hoping it may help you blend in with the faculty after you break out of this room.

You started with feeling the grooves for more pressure plates that could open any more compartments or maybe even another exit? Unlucky for you the only exit would be the door you originally came in through, and that one is still locked behind an electronic keypad. With time your panic increased as you expected a furious Kayn to break through the door any moment and your searching of the room became frantic. Anything at all that could be of use, to escape or defend yourself.

But Kayn was smart and calculated for every crevasse in the room remained bare. You plopped yourself onto the edge of the bed hunching over desperate to come up with something. It would be nice to get these cuffs off your wrists, perhaps you could break your thumbs to pull your hands through? No, you needed your hands... Your head perked up as an idea came to mind. It wasn't going to be pleasant but, if it worked, you might be able to inflict some pain onto the Ordinal. And the idea of that did put a smile on your face.

Time went by as you waited eagerly for the Ordinal's return, biding your time for the right moment to catch him off guard. You look closely at the shock cuffs, this was a drastic measure but you were certainly in the most desperate situation. The spare clothes you had nicked from the wardrobe lay next to you on the bed, in your current restrained position you could only manage to dress yourself in the pants and shoes. Sure you were still topless but at least a little more coverage managed to bring you some comfort.

You wondered how deep into the mother ship you were currently located, you hadn't heard a sound since you had woken up. No patrolling traffic of guards or voices over the intercom. If your little plan worked and you did manage to make it out of this room where would you run off to? Escaping here was a start but it was recklessly dangerous to just run down any corridor and pray you came across the docking chamber and miraculously commandeer a ship.

Your thoughts were cut off as the silence was broken by the approaching of footsteps, they were heavy and hasty and they were stomping right up to your door. You get to your feet ready to face Kayn when the door automatically slides open at Kayn's presence. You didn't bother to take in how pissed he already looked when you lunged at him throwing you and himself out of the door. He falls onto his back and you land on top of him and instantly begin to smash your fists into him. It gave you the perfect opening to grapple with him, your hands wrapping around his throat and holding him down. As you expected the cuffs were triggered and you gripped Kayn by the throat as the electric shock surged through the both of you.

Kayn grunted and let out a growl of pain. "Grragh! The hell is wrong with you!?" His body convulsed under yours as you strongly held still refusing to let go as you continue to wail down on Kayn, attempting to inflict as much damage as possible. Eventually, the ordinal stops struggling for leverage and begins to curl up in pain. He clutches his arms tightly to his chest as he groans in pain, his breath becoming shallow and panting.

"You're. One. Tricky little bastard" Kayn huffs out between pants, you stumble off of him and get to your trembling legs, dragging yourself away from him. "And your one insufferable asshole" Kayns lips pull taught into a grimace as he gets up himself picking up the scythe he dropped in the process. You kicked yourself mentally for not taking that scythe for yourself but as you looked at it you felt a growing pit in your stomach that maybe you shouldn't even try touching it...

Kayn's grip on your thought breaks you out of the trance you weren't aware that scythe had on you. You blinked shocked and tried to wriggle free. "Oh just stop it already!" Kayn snaps at you his fingers crushing your windpipe. "Do you want to be free or not?!" from his hold you force your head to nod and with an annoyed grunt he lets you go. At the same time, your wrists finally feel light as the cuffs automatically unlock and drop to the floor with a clank. Before you can look down to check your wrists for bruises the glowing blade of that scythe swings up grazing the skin of your throat.

"You wont try anything do you understand?" Kayn's grunt voice stressed. You nod again knowing that you had used your body past its limits with the soreness of yesterday and now the extreme electrocution having zapped all of your energy. Kayn on the other hand was still able to exude force when necessary. For the meantime you would need to play along until a better opportunity struck. Kayn's cold blue eye glares at you "Good now put on that damn shirt you intended on stealing from me. I'll have something more suited to you later."

Uncomfortable was the word to describe your current position, you shrunk into your chair as you sat out in the main control center of the ship. You were situated next to Kayn who although wasn't directly looking at you, you still felt heavily observed.

Kayn was currently typing at his ship computer, multiple hologram screens float around him with random data being displayed. You weren't trusted to be left alone so the Ordinal had taken it upon himself to constantly watch over you while he worked. Kayn had promised you your freedom if you promised to be on your best behavior. Currently, the Locus Armada mother ship was on route between planets in deep space and with the Ordinal being highly engrossed with something, it looked like you may be stuck with him for a little while.

Kayn continued to grow more and more frustrated as you watched his sharp features curl in annoyance and his blue eye narrow at his screens. He seemed to be in the process of tracking something, various mugshots of people were on display and out of boredom and curiosity you looked at them from your seat. There were four icons all with the wanted status, seemingly a crew of space pirates. Kayn was beginning to mumble under his breath and talking to himself.

The muttering was deep but hushed which made your ears strain to hear the specifics of his mumbling. He was simply talking to himself, or at least that's what you figured not noticing how his eye would flick to his scythe and his grip on it would change every time he whispered something.

You decide to pipe up "How long do I have to be here?" Kayn groans "When we land on Demaxia_Alpha you'll be free to leave." You scoff, "I don't want to be dropped of in the middle of your fascist empire".

"Well I dont think you can be picky considering how you got here in the first place" Kayn sends you a scowl. "Im doing you a gracious favor for not just killing you earlier." You give Kayn a dirty look before shifting in your seat and looking ahead out the main window.

Your mind wanders back to those four people you saw on Kayn's monitor earlier. "Who were those people?" You ask. Kayn responded in a soft gruff voice "Just some space pirates".

"Space pirates? seems a little below your grade, why is some Ordinal like yourself chasing after lowly criminals?"..."Is the great Demaxian empire running low on staff?" you ask smugly. Kayn isn't amused by you but doesn't mind indulging your questions.

"The morning star is a group of low lives that took something from me" He says bringing up one of the profiles. A woman clothed in cerulean robes accented with gold embellishments that harmonized with her golden eyes.

"She's beautiful" you excalim breathlessly. Kayn merely grunts seemingly uninterested, you give him the side eye and scold him. "Well aren't you a shitty boyfriend for two reasons now". Kayn snaps his head towards you "What!? No! Shes not my-" Kayn groans "That Templar is the key to opening the Ora Gates." You sit up from your seat intrigued. "The Ora Gates?"

"Yes! Pay attention. You do know what ora is right? Or should I assume a peasant like you is uneducated?" Your eyes narrow as you send Kayn a "fuck you" expression.

"I know what ora is, its that weird gold essence core worlds use to power their metropolises" you reply.

"Its more than that" Kayn chimes in "it's the lifeblood of all civilization. Our magnificent empire is fueled by it but also promises untold power to those who can wield it for themselves…" You look doubtfully and sassily ask.

"I thought privileged men with an education didn't believe in bullshit myths" Kayn rolls his eyes and clicks his tongue in annoyance.

"The Ora Gates are a mythical, poorly understood artifact and they are very much real. According to our scans, there is a strange, esoteric power locked within." Kayn glances down at his hand which he balls into a fist determined. "I intend to be the one who opens the Ora Gate and become an invincible, immortal being. The greatest threat the universe has ever known." You scoff and roll your eyes. "Whats so funny to you lowlife?"

"You sound like an ambitious wannabe."

"Let's see where you and your big mouth stand when I do ascend".

You let out a laugh "Oh how edgy~" you say teasingly.

"Do you want to know how this pertains to Sona or not?"

"Sona?" Your eyes glance over to the screen where the templars profile is displayed along with her name...Sona. "Ah right, Sona"

"Sona is or was a part of the Templar Order and is THE MOST gifted templar of them all, She has the rare ability to commune directly with the ora-producing megafauna and can harness Ora without augments. Only she can guide me toward fully unlocking my latent powers through the Ora Gate." Kayn turns back to his monitors his brow furrowing again in distain. "I had her in my possession when three months ago she was ripped from my grasp by the syndicate, now she is with this ''morning star''. I must get her back, she belongs to me and no one will stand in my way."

You merely nod after absorbing all this information. You knew of the Syndicate they were THE more reputable rebel group sabotaging the Demaxian empire. You wished to be a part of them but it was difficult to find them, afterall, the Syndicate needed to be as secretive as possible to elude the Demaxian empire.

"Are you sure you don't want to join my Locus Armada? We could use such a determined fighter like yourself, being a part of the empire let alone an Ordinals personal army has many luxurious perks." You shoot Kayn a death glare. How dare he ask you such a brainless question, had he not forgot what punishment he enforced on you last night? You may have not been a pathetic, broken mess after that experience, but that did not mean you didn't feel just as disgusted and violated. You managed to hate the empire more than you thought was humanly possible. Kayn sighs but continues to look indifferent to your refusal.

"Shut up Rhaast." Your bitterness just got ignited.

"Excuse me?"

"Its nothing peasant" Kayn retorts waving you off. You wanted to rip him a new one right there right now but you bit your tongue. What kind of an insult was ''Rust'' anyway? Demaxians were so weird.

A notification beeps alerting Kayn and yourself. "looks like we're in orbit of Demaxia_Alpha, we're going to land soon. You'll be free to leave shortly".

After the Mother ship: Fractal Shear landed and all procedures were seen through, everyone on board began to depart. Before leaving the ship, you were given "casual attire" to change into by one of Kayns men. Casual was an insulting word for these clothes as when you checked the tag your jaw dropped to see the brand logo of a common but expensive apparel corporation. Of course, these pricks had so much money they can simply throw Mugler like it was no expense.

You were escorted to the exit of the ship along side Kayn who maintained an air of confidence. His chest puffed out broadly and he took long powerful strides, still carrying that decorative scythe. You had yet to see him without it. But your mind was elsewhere.

"Kayn-"

"Thats Ordinal Shieda Kayn to you".

".....whatever. Why did you let me live?" You ask as you continue to keep pace with the tall Demaxian Ordinal.

There was a silent pause for a moment as the two of you continued to walk through the many hallways towards the main exit.

"I am a man of my word, I did promise to let you off scott free if you managed to win our duel yesterday. I'll admit I was planning to kill you but you managed to survive and match my strength which intrigues me greatly" Kayn says his eyes flicking to yours as he takes in your appearance.

"You don't look to have any augmentations and my scans confirm that you have no bio enhancements like myself which intrigues me. Just how was a little nobody like you able to stand against me?" Kayn chuckles. "While it does make me wonder I have more pressing matters to attend to. You were simply a little set back to my schedule, I should've just thrown you into the prisons to have you sentenced later but I did need to let off some steam."

You look ahead. It was lucky circumstances you were here, then again your freedom you had now came at a cost. Now that you had arrived at Demaxia_Alpha you would need to figure out things on your own. You planned to get away from the capitol, far away as humanly possible from this retched empire. How tormenting it was that in order to get away from Kayn first you would need to be escorted through the Demaxian Royal palace...

Part two its out! Thanks for making it this far! If you didn't figure out by now this isn't a one shot but a full on story I hope to complete.

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .1

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: female reader, non-con, forced blowjob, forced doggy style.

Thunderous marching reverberated through the ship's interior as the sling troopers advanced. In their grasp, you struggled, digging your heels in, violently thrashing. With gritted teeth, you lashed out at the two soldiers who gripped your upper arms like a vice.

Your voice snapped at your captors as you hissed out threats, graphic descriptions of what you promised to make of them ejected from your lips. They cut you off abruptly by throwing your body to the floor. More cusses came from you after your face collided with the hard floor when your eyes snapped to the pair of boots ahead of you.

Looking up your eyes met with a single cold blue stare as his left eye was concealed with a golden eye patch that branched across the sharp features of his face. Immediately you recognize who this imposing man is. The blue hair cut into an edgy mohawk and the golden robotic arm that always gripped that mysterious glowing scythe. The Supreme Ordinal Kayn.

Any shock that you expressed vanished as your lip curled in a snarl, but before a creative insult could come out, the ordinal's boot came down onto your head, pressing it firmly as a warning. The troopers are watching this snicker. "That rebel has quite the silver tongue," one of them comments, making you growl in response, the chucking escalates.

The pressured weight on your head shifts as the ordinal kneels before you, grabbing your face and roughly turning it to look at him. A deep ''hmm" vibrates in his throat as he inspects you closely. His single blue-eye flicks up addressing his sling troopers. "A Rebel you say?"

One of the troopers pipe up "This one was caught trying to tamper with our fleet ships at the last dock."

"Yeh, little shit crawled into the system and sliced up the engine room," says another one. Kayn looks at you with a raised brow.

"You're a mechanic? You understand the elite design of our locus armada fleet ships?" You scoff and roll your eyes.

"I don't, I was just blasting everything until it turned off" Kayn's face scrunched in annoyance.

"I see" he drops your head and straightens himself to his feet, walking past the troopers. "Lock her up, I can't be bothered wasting my time on petty nuisances" He turns his back to you and continues walking off indifferently to your presence.

A hot flush boils within you, and your teeth and wrists clench simultaneously. How dare you be written off as a pest by this bastard! You were his sworn enemy, THE enemy of the Demaxian empire. They may not know who you are but you know them. They had taken your home planet from your people and had drained it of all its ora leaving a lifeless uninhabitable system behind in their greedy pursuit.

You remember the day when the serene sky darkened with the looming shadows of a fleet. When the Demaxians landed an instant struggle ensued as the village you lived in was raided and ravaged by troops. Anyone who resisted was executed immediately and those who remained were either left behind on the dying planet or taken in by force. You never saw your family again, which filled you with bitter hatred towards King Jarvan IV and his empire.

In retaliation, you dedicated your life to vengeance. You had joined a growing rebel group becoming a menace to the empire. You would sneak into capital cities to graffiti the suburbs and protest loudly in the streets. Unfortunately, it seemed that the people of the capitol didn't care much for the opinion of a lower-class citizen. They didn't have to suffer having their planet overthrown by the empire, they lived comfortably in their wealthy establishments and benefitted from having their cities powered by the ora they drained from your land.

You had all this rage, a desire to be known to the empire for that hatred. You wished to tear down Demaxia from its golden pedestal of ora, to drag it and all of its selfish people into hell. To be caught then mindlessly thrown into the prisons like some petty fellon? How demeaning.

As you were being taken away by the guards, you let out a sharp scream and managed to break free. You quickly rushed towards Kayn, moving swiftly and lightly on the balls of your feet, pumping your legs, and launching yourself upwards to attack him. However, even with Kayn's back turned towards you, He swiftly swished his coat and maneuvered himself out of your range.

He swiftly spins his scythe, the blunt handle of it knocking your airborne body off and slamming you into the ground with a painful crack. Your entire body aches as you cough, the wind completely knocked out of you. You spit blood from your mouth as you scramble to collect your composure. You glance around and see the other troopers holding back their laughter.

You lunge towards the demaxian again, the soldiers attempting to restrain you before Kayn. Although Kayn refused to acknowledge you he was impressed by your display of determination. The ordinal scowled while gripping his scythe tightly as if struggling to contain his frustration. "You may be skilled, but that doesn't excuse your lack of respe-" You cut off Kayn with a swift kick to his gut, he hunches over briefly before lashing out a flurry of swings from his scythe each slash you manage to dodge and counter, edging closer to him between each of his misses until you edge close enough to launch another hit hooking into his jaw.

Kayn's demeanor becomes more agitated as he realizes he's been outclassed in the battle. However, you watch as the Demaxian's eyes light up with interest as he smiles slyly and laughs. "You have guts, it's rare for someone of your status to fight back like that." He steps back cracking his neck with his scythe now lowered to his side. "Tell you what, if you can beat me in this duel I'll let you go. Then you'll be free to live this encounter and go back to being a menace to our glorious empire. If you lose however.... let's just say your sentence will be much more severe."

The ordinal inhales deeply and resumes a broad stance standing confidently before you beconing you with his hand in a taunt. "You will not be granted freedom unless you prove yourself worthy of it. So fight me."

The troopers cheer on encouraging the ordinal to put you in your place, but to their surprise you don't back down from the fight. You manage to hold your own against the demaxian, the troopers' eyes widening as you throw punch after punch.

The fight is fast and brutal. Both of you trade blow after blow as your bodies move effortlessly, dancing and flowing together with incredible agility. You dodge and duck beneath his swings while you deliver your own quick attacks in return. The soldiers spectating are captivated by the sight of the fight, some even cheering you both on as the two of you push each other further and further.

You may have been unarmed but Kayn was still unable to land a hit good enough to take you down, merely cutting you lightly while you miraculously used your body as your weapon. Your swift movements are a blur to the soldiers, who barely manage to track the two of you.

You land a series of solid punches to Kayn's body before he retaliates and delivers a kick to your side, pushing you back. You're able to move out of the way of his scythe as it flies past your head, the demaxian's face remains unfazed even though you landed some powerful hits on him.

"A lower class nobody shouldn't have such power" The Ordinal seethes through clenched teeth, his face twists in rage as he realizes you have successfully fought him to a stalemate. You can see the furious fire in his eyes as he stares at you menacingly.

"A rebel...someone like you, you have no right to be this good," the demaxian snarls, "what a shame, you could have been a fine soldier if you had been born into the proper blood," the demaxian chuckles.

Your own face creases with fury. "I take pride in not being of such filthy heritage"

The demaxian laughs loudly and gives you a look of disdain. "Oh? And just what are you prideful of? A species that could never create something so glorious as the Locus Armada? A race that could never harness an element that grants such limitless possibilities?"

He gives you a mocking salute as he speaks, "I can understand why you became a rebel. It must be exhausting being inadequate."

Fed up with his obnoxiousness, you interrupt his insults, swinging your leg behind Kayn's knees in a sweeping motion, causing his legs to buckle. As he stumbles, you aim a well-delivered strike to his groin, forcing him to recoil with a grunt. You top off the combo by bringing your elbow down onto his shoulder.

A satisfied smirk beams down onto the ordinal who was still recovering below you. "Your "glorious" bloodline is full of fat selfish pigs. All you do is swarm and colonize your military is rightly named the locus armada because that perfectly describes your kind as the pest you all are".

Suddenly your nerves are set on fire and your body twitches and spasms erratically as a powerful current of electricity jolt through your body. You drop to the floor feeling all of your strength instantly drained and your blurry vision spots the guards had stepped in with one of them holding a tazer.

Kayn grabs your dazed body and presses you against his chest, he stares into your eyes intently with a powerful gaze, his blue-eye boring right through your spirit. Your hearing is muffled as the insides of your ears ring but you can make out the ordinal's voice commanding his guards to be dismissed before blacking out.

Your eyes snap open as the past events rush back, instinctively you try to get up but are immediately halted finding your hands bound in cuffs. Glaring at them your first move is to try crushing your wrists free through the hole, too tight. Grunting you attempt to bash them against the wall before Kayns mocking voice rings "ah ah ah I wouldn't do that if I were you" He walks over towards you tapping the cuffs with a cunning smirk "Military cuffs, GPS, vital tracking and a shocking protocol" You grumble and glare up at the Ordinal before looking at your surroundings. You expected crumbly, rusted floors, sterile flickering lights and heavy-duty bars. But instead, you found yourself in a luxurious suite. A massive bed made with silky fabrics set in a spacious room of black gold and blue... Demaxian colours.

You squint your eyes and look up at the Ordinal guardedly. "Why did you bring me here? You get lost in your oversized cruise ship?" Kayn remains silent glaring down at you. You looked so pathetic on your knees before him and yet you stared back defiantly, the distain you had for him coming out like potent venom.

The ordinal doesn't respond to your provocation, instead he continues to stare at you with an amused look. The opulent room around you is a contrast to the harsh life you have lived on the streets. The silken furniture, the lavish bed, the spacious room would make any homeless individual feel uncomfortable in its presence.

There is a strange silence between the two of you as you remain on your knees, staring intensely at the demaxian with a hostile glare. His eyes bore into yours for what feels like ages before he finally speak.

"I wouldn't speak so proudly if I were you," the ordinal hisses, "you are a traitor to this empire, a lowborn pest. I could have your head for a pillow, yet you dare to act with such attitude before me?"

The room is silent as the two of you lock eyes, your resentment towards him clear as day. "So what now? Are you going to just kill me?" you ask, your voice full of contempt. The ordinal only shakes his head leaning over you so you have to crane your neck to remain eye contact. "No Im going to remind you exactly where you stand in this chain of command" Kayns says as one of his arms pulls up the fabric of his uniform that drapes over his pants chuckling. "You were naive to think I'd actually set you free from my grasp after all the little stunts you pulled" he clicks his tongue and shakes his head dismissively "no no no imprisonment or death is too good for you, I plan on breaking you another way."

Your eyes narrow as his hand goes to unzip the fly of his pants as he watches your reaction with an amused smirk. "I'm going to teach you to respect this empire" his other arm, the golden robotic one, grabs the back of your head gripping at your hair controlling it to become level with his hips as he looks at you expectantly.

You resist his hold as you jerk your head trying to break free of his grasp when another electric shock reverberates through you eminating from your wrists. A single glare from kayn reminds you that this shock was merely a warning for any more defiance. The ordinals cock now prods your lips promptly.

With a growl you releuctantly submit and begin to tentatively part your lips open, yet Kayn impatiently thrusts his long cock in, instantly hitting the back of your throat. You retch and pull back on instinct but the grip on your hair becomes more severe and you are force to take in more as kayns grip pulls you until your face is flush against his groin his neatly trimmed blue hair brushing your nose.

You can feel the Ordinals cock curve to penetrate your throat cutting off your air, you try to scream intent on cussing him out but the garbled noise that emits from you only makes Kayn throw his head back and moan. His hips begin to thrust each time his cock is crushed down your throat, tears prick your eyes as you helplessly choke.

You can feel your face burn red from the humiliation and lack of air, your head was caving in on itself with pressure, your pulse began to thrum. Panic was sinking in and you felt like you needed to retaliate so you bit down.

Instantly Kayn pulls himself out of your throat and you gasp for air barely getting a sputter before an iron grip is on your throat continuing to suffocate you. "Insolent brat! You'll pay for that!" Suddenly Kayn grabs you and throws you onto the bed, you bounce on the mattress and try to scramble but the Ordinal was fast to pin you down from under him. He grabs your cuffed wrists and pulls them behind your head forcing you into an inconvenient position with his other hand he takes his scythe and uses it to slice off your clothes now leaving you bare beneath him.

You could feel Kayns evil grin behind you as he positioned himself at your entrance, your hands and knees trembled and you mindlessly began to beg for him to stop between little sobs. Kayn leaned forward pressing his broad chest against your back and his laughter vibrated through you. "Not so high and mighty now are you little brat?" his tone was sickeningly sweet and condescending, his warm breath ticking your ear. Finally he pushes in his long length reaching deep within you. Kayn shudders at how you tightly clenched at him, the raw sensation driving him to thrust fast slamming his hips into yours.

Swallowing your sobs you grit your teeth and scrunch your eyes tight bowing your head, you refused to beg, begging for mercy would get you nowhere. Demaxians never took pity, the Ordinal was just as cruel and greedy as the troops that invaded your planet. So you would not cry, you would not submit and you would stay strong through all of this.

Part 2 out now

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naisilla · 4 months

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Pairing: Rhaast x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: You played a game of cat and mouse with Rhaast.

Additional tags: Rape/Non-con, Doggy style, Unedited, Loosing virginity, size kink, scissor straddle

Your lungs were hot, and huffing out shallow and noisy breaths. Your heart thrummed in your ears as you made swift strides through the woods.

The branches of the abundant trees were reaching for you, catching onto your skin and clothes decorating them with cuts and tears. The stinging sensation made you flinch but the heavy pursuing footsteps behind you pushed you to make haste.

There was no sense of direction you were heading at this point you were lost as the woods around you only got more darker and foreboding. You'd rather throw yourself into that dark unknown than be caught by the demon.

Flashes of the recent past were burned into your mind, there was so much blood, so much carnage. There were horrible screams of agony being drowned out by deep cackling.

You remember the fire, how it spread and ate all the houses in the village. How the flames grew tall and hungry, licking the sky in insatiable craving. The smoke was thick and black, it hung over the sky like a heavy blanket, blocking out the evening sky.

And in the smoke were red eyes that looked upon the destruction with revel. Your village had become a massacre to this demon. Your heart clenched in the torment of losing your home and possibly your family. But the terror gripped your heart tighter.

You were the remaining soul left to be slain and you were in plain sight of the predator. Whimpering you turn on your feet and sprint into the surrounding Ionian woods.

And so here you were stumbling and rushing between the densely packed woods. But no matter how fast or nimble you tried to be those heavy footsteps not only followed you, but they were gaining.

"Shit shit shit" you hiss realizing how thin of a thread your life was hanging onto, running wasn't going to cut it, you needed to outsmart it instead.

You drop to the floor, your elbows absorbing the shock of being landed and begin to crawl under the forest brush. Unfortunately, the brush around you was all studded with thorns. You tucked your chin into your collar and screwed your eyes shut praying your eyelids won't be torn open.

You tuck yourself underneath the bush, cramming your body as far back as you can imagine. Thorns have dug into your body and dragged against your skin as you pulled yourself into the brush.

Your heart continued to hammer against your chest, the thrumming of blood pumping deafened your ears. It sounded like the chasing footsteps were coming from everywhere. You clamp a hand over your mouth restricting oxygen for the sake of being undetectable. Or so you prayed.

Your vision was restricted by the thick undergrowth, but the light that seeped through flickered indicating that something was moving nearby.

Those damned footsteps had slowed down into a stalking pace and you listened as they circled around you. Coming and going but gradually edging closer to your spot.

How long were you willing to stay under here? Thirty minutes? A few hours? Could you stay hunkered down here all night? You could already feel your body aching from being folded so unnaturally and the building pain of these thorns digging into your flesh was no ignorable matter.

The remaining light there was dimmed into the blackness of the night. The sound of frogs croaking and crickets chirping slowly began to fill the night. Your heart had calmed down a lot by then but the sense of fear never quite left your consciousness.

Surely now it was safe enough to try and emerge right? You could feel hunger starting to seep in and your many wounds needed to be seen too. Gingerly you start to crawl out of your hiding space wincing as the thorns drag in the opposite direction splitting out your skin even more. You could feel your damp clothes heat up as you bled into the fabric.

You had crawled about halfway out when the forest ambiance went silent. You freeze not liking the sudden change and turn your head looking around. It's too dark to make out anything, shadows seem to silently move among the darkness. You can't tell what is real and what a figment of your paranoia.

Something grabs your ankles and you let out a shrill scream as your dragged back through the bush and out the other side. You try to dig your nails into the earth to hold on but yowl as the force of being dragged pulls your nails away from your fingers.

You get dragged through then violently turned over onto your back and you finally get a look at what has been hunting you all night.

His sturdy physique loomed over you with pride, the cold moonlight brought definition to his sculpted musculature and made his red complexion glow. Clad to his form were plates of armor, hard and steely which contrasted to the traditional Ionian pants that were tied to his waist. His feet were hooved and crowned on his head were two horns that arched into a broken halo.

He leaned in close, bringing you towards his face as his maw studded in sharp teeth opened. A thick hot breath ruffles the hair stuck to your face in a sheen of sweat making you shudder.

The more time you study him the more details you notice, he was covered in blood and he casually leaned against his scythe. His weapon seemed to be made of red flesh, the long curved blade piercing through the meat tissue along with a row of serrated teeth. Jeweled with a glowing eyeball that twitched and swiveled. More blood dribbled from the scythe. The blood of your village.

Your eyes shoot back to the demonic face and your heart quivers in your chest. You were the final girl and now you were to pathetically die in the demon's hands. Your fingers claw into the arm that grips you in a possessive hold. There was no chance you could stand against this demon but you refused to die willingly, at least if you were to die it would be writing, squirming, fighting.

Hot tears shamelessly poured down your face as you tried to pry yourself from his hand. Your legs that dangled below kicked up and pushed against him while your arms banged, punched clawed at your captor. You let out a frustrated shrill screech as you forced yourself to convulse hoping his grip would give way.

In your pitiful attempts, the demon only laughed, his cackle rumbling through the dark forest and vibrating through you in its baritone. He sighs and peers at you amused before his grin falls. "You're boring me."

He brings his other hand towards you teasingly inching his outstretched claws toward your body. Your mind flashed with imagery of those long daggers digging into your flesh and pulling out your organs with ease.

They pause, teasingly grazing the skin of your arm...

"Rhaast".

Staring back fearful and confused you forced your voice out of your throat in a weak whimper. “W-what?”

"My name is Rhaast".

Your jaw clenched and you gulped down the lump in your throat as the thick tension suffocated you. “Why are you telling me this?” A returning grin carves itself onto Rhaast's face.

"So you'll know what to scream when I have my fun."

Immediately his claws slash at you, tearing away the remaining cloth that managed to cover you throughout your escape. The shredded remains fall to the ground exposing you to the darkin, the fresh cuts begin to weep blood that dribbled down your body. The darkin growls at the sight, chuckling as he peers at you.

"You look so delicious in red". Rhaast says dragging his hot tongue along your collar. You try to lean back pushing against Rhaast to make distance, to get away. Your head violently shakes begging for him to stop.

"Oh the things I can do with your body~" Rhaast's grip on you shifted as he handled you into different positions to inspect your body. You were starting to feel very exposed and self conscious of your body. Quickly you try to clamp your thighs shut and cover your chest making the Darkin laugh more in amusement.

Rhaast began to drag his claws across your body only light enough to graze the surface. "I could slice you in half" He says, making a motion across your torso. "Or I could crush your head in '' His hand moves to the back of your head, his fingers wrapping around and adding a slight pressure. "Or I could even claw your guts out" His gravelly voice taunts as he rakes his claws down your chest toward your belly.

"Why are you doing this?" your lip quivers "just kill me like you murdered my village."

Rhaast only threw his head back to laugh louder before drawing one claw along your jawline. "Oh you poor pathetic thing" He chuckles while he watches you squirm. You refuse to obey and submit.

More tears continued to run as the vivid imagery of your corpse in many different circumstances filled your mind. Rhaasts revelled in the pleasure he received through your distress. He was toying with you, he wanted to get a rise out of you and you were being accumulated to it. You couldn't take it anymore and snapped. "Please Rhaast just get it over with it!"

Suddenly you were slammed back into the forest floor, caged within Rhaats’s arms. “DAMMIT,” He growls, his body tensing as if he was internally fighting himself. His piercing red eyes striking down on you. “I have waited for eons to bathe this realm in blood! To take the pitiful existence of life from thousands! To be thrilled by their screams as I drive into their flesh!”

“But this body I’ve possessed still craves things I haven’t desired since I was a human. I want your flesh…but in a different way…”

Rhaast began to rutt his hips into yours snapping them hard and fast rhythmically. Shivers ran through you as his gravelly grunts blared over you, being painfully made aware of the rigid bulge that urgently poked towards your lower half seeking entrance.

You try to flip yourself over between being jerked by Rhaast's sloppy thrusts, clawing at the ground with bleeding nails to crawl away only to be hastily forced against the floor by a clawed hand on your back.

Letting out a whimper you crane your neck to glance behind at the Darkin letting out a sob as your eyes followed Rhaast's other hand lower towards his waist to fish inside the traditional Ionian pants he wore. Rhaast finally pulls out the thickest cock your virgin mind could ever imagine. It matched his red complexion with a dark purple tip and a corrugated pattern.

Your jaw drops as Rhaast's clenched fist guides it towards your exposed vulva, frantically thrashing wasn't an option as the hand on your back gripped you still. At the same time he looms over you baring his large chest onto your shoulders and bringing his face next to your ear.

His maw gapes open and his hot tongue returns to the back of your shoulder blade lapping your skin eagerly before his jaws clamp down onto your shoulder simultaneously synced with the unceremonious slamming of Rhaasts rigid cock inside.

An agonizing scream breaks from your mouth into the surrounding darkness of the forest. Your insides feel so invaded and stretched to the point of tearing as Rhaasts cock buries itself deep in your hole. Not even given a moment to adjust you can feel him retreat his shaft, each rigid segment dragging along your wall before he breaches back inside again. Releasing a low growl Rhaast jerked his hips again making his hips flush against your ass with a clap, more guttural snarls sputter from the Darkins teeth that lodge themselves into the flesh of your shoulder.

The speed of Rhaast's thrusts picks up and the brutality of his strength kicks in, the force makes you struggle to keep upright on your hands and knees. "Oh, how I've missed this" Rhaast grunts bringing his hands to snake around your torso to hold you up while he continues to rail into your helpless form. Your face wore a permanent grimace and after screaming in pain for so long your torn raw throat was in equal pain as your aching cunt.

The momentum of Rhaast slamming himself and your body jostling in reaction went on into the night, eventually your pussy grew numb to having such a large cock batter your velvet walls. You were able to take it without backlash, only discomfort. When would this end? How much more did you have to endure? This was so humiliating and shameful.

One of Rhaasts fingers began to roam down towards your leg, curling under it and using it as a hook to flip you onto your side while keeping your leg bent and raised. Yelping you are forced to now look at the monster as he drives into you from a new angle. His cock now hits and drags over a new spot making you clench out of reflex making the Darkin groan. "So tight" he grunts continuing to plow with renewed vigor, making squelching slaps that echoed in the chilly air. You clamp your lips shut from allowing a soft moan escape.

Cloudy puffs of hot breath mixed in the air between the both of you which you watched with half lidded eyes. Rhaast darkly chuckles "Finally got you to shut up huh?" you merely look at him weakly before diverting your eyes down to where your bodies met. The sight was unreal as you watched such a giant dick disappear into your hole, the size difference between the both of you were durastic Rhaast practically doubled your height so by assumption the size of his cock was twice the times of an average human and here it was being crushed inside your tiny hole passing through and expanding once inside to the resistance of your gummy walls.

It was beggining to twitch and squirm inside of you the prehensilness of it continuing to stroke you over that spot over and over again. That moan you were holding back is let go. "How pathetic, your so tiny and fragile." The wet slapping grew more raucous, each impact of his cock invading your insides making your soft curves and tits forcibly bounce with a rippling effect. Seeing you like this only made Rhaast impossibly more rigid. "Look at how much you tremble its adorable watching you struggle to not break" His claws drag down your front, skin glistening the cold sweat.

You shiver, reminded of how brutal the Darkin is. He is a creature of blood shed and violence, the only reason you were the last survivor left was because he was using you like some toy. It was so wrong yet your mind grew foggy of how good this was beginning to feel. Rhaast watched your grimace melt and chuckled "Such a little whore I knew I could break you". You could only let out a lazy moan "Mmph" Rhaast throws his head back and laughs darkly.

He brings his face down to your body and begins to lick it again, his hot glossa from your navel upwards between the valley of your breasts. The hot trail in its wake exposed to the cold night air making you shiver and moan. "Such a delicious mortal" Rhaasts muses as he continues to nibble and lick your skin lavishing any cuts sloppily lapping up your blood. The sensation makes you squirm and your hands fly to those two grand horns in desperation, Rhaast groans his voice louder than before as his giant hands circle your waist. He begins to handle you moving your body up and down his length, your whole torso fitting in his palm.

Your abused cunt couldnt take all this stimulation and you begin to cry again gripping onto Rhaasts arm desperately and screaming his name. He only forces you to ride him more violently, making you take his length again and again. It feels so much hotter like Rhaasts cock itself is burning up, it contracts inside you and swells, throbbing hard before finally spilling hot ropes of cum.

It overflows your pussy and squirts out your hole onto both of your legs, more and more loads continuing to spill out in a creamy mess. Rhaast lets out a sigh of relief finally letting you go, his cock audibly popping out of your cunt flicking some slickness and a string of his seed connecting the both of you.

You fall to your knees before they buckle under from you and you pathetically collapse back onto the forest floor while the darkin towers over you, chuckling darkly once more. He leans to the side and picks up his scythe he had leaning against a tree this whole time. You stare at the blade trembling from both being used and from the fear of the danger before you.

"That was fun little human. I'll give you ten seconds to run" Rhaasts says slinging the scythe over his shoulder casually. You sob but force yourself back onto your quivering legs and begin to stagger away, desperate to escape from this game of cat and mouse. But it isn't long before your adrenaline fails you...

A/N: My second smut....yay. what is this a darkin collection??

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Summary: You get curious as to if Aatrox has a cock

Pairing: Aatrox x Feminine Reader

Warning: NSFW, Unedited, Slight non-con.

No context to the relationship so for simplicity sake I'll make it the Summoner AU.

Aatrox’s size would cast a shadow wherever he was, he was a mountain, a stature of muscle that roiled under red leathery skin. He was a sight to behold as a god-like warrior, and you often found your eyes wandering over his form. He was once a human, even after ascending and then being corrupted into the darkin he is now, he still kept an anthropoid form. So does that mean he still had a…

You’re eyes once again fall back onto the pelvic region of the darkin noting how his v line leading to his groin was sharp like an ironed edge. Aatrox wore no clothes, such an unkillable gladiator did not require cloth to protect his vessel. He stood completely bare yet barely looked nude as his groin was flat. Nothing is exposed and in need of censoring. So what? did his dick just evaporate? Seemingly it must’ve, right?

Lost in thought you found your heart sinking once you realised the Darkin had noticed you staring. His glowing red eyes harshly glared down upon you. “My eyes are up here mortal” his gruff and guttural voice barked making you shake where you stood. You could feel your chest cave in on itself as the giant marched over towards your tiny cowering form. The darkin leaned over you, his lips curled back into a sneer “What is it that you want mortal your ogling agitates me”. You can feel your cheeks shamefully heat up as you direct your gaze to the floor focusing on the armored talons that stand before your feet clicking at the floor impatiently.

His demonic hand instantly grips your jaw as his claws force you to look directly up at him. “I am not foolish mortal I’ve lived through millennia and I know what such wandering eyes are thinking”. You feel the claws that scrape your jaw slide around to the back of your neck in a swift motion as he grabs a hold of the scruff of your top lifting you to his face, breathing a huff of hot air. “You lustful minx”.

Aatrox drops you and you hit the ground with a thud the impact knocking the wind from your lungs. You roll over trying to recover from the hit but aren't given the chance as the darkin kneels over you trapping you between his legs. You stare up startled when you notice the sound of flesh being split in a wet tear and to your horror you spot a slit stretch open on his groin as something protrudes from within.

You weren’t sure what to expect, you could only imagine what the darkin could be packing but it wasn't as monstrous as the phallus that swelled above you.

It was muscular, the base transitioning from dark to bright red at the tip with glowing veins that carried a current of pulsing light through the shaft.

Tentatively you raised your arm in front of you and gawked when you concluded that its length matched that of your forearm. You glance up at Aatrox, trembling beneath him. His tongue clicked in annoyance at your inaction. “Well?” he prompted, angling his hips so that his cock prodded your face.

You swallow down the lump in your throat and reach out to grasp the girth unsurpsrised that your fingers couldnt fully wrap around it leaving a couple of inches gap between your digits. Feeling compelled you try to stretch your lips over its head, feeling the sides of your mouth split with the strain. You can’t get it all the way in because of how large and swollen it is. You choke and gag on it anyway, tears pricking the sides of your eyes. Your soft hands grasp the shaft while you work the head with your tongue, your drool slicking down the length coaxing your fingers as they ran up and down the taut thickness.

Aatrox leers down as your tiny and frail body trys so hard to fit it in your throat despite it truly never fitting. He’s abnormally quiet when his large hands grip your head, forcefully sliding you along his cock creating hefty, sloppy sounds. You stare up at the Darkin with trembling nerves as he uses his cock to flatten your tongue along the floor of your mouth so he can fully stretch you out.

Thats when he begins to pick up the pace and ferocity now jamming his length down your throat and you gag, your hands fly to his hips as you desperately try to push yourself off of him and his advances. But its no use, you stood no chance against Aatrox and he was going to use your throat regardless of your need to breathe.

Your helpless body convulsed and retched at being violated so roughly as your gullet retched at what was only a tiny portion of his giant cock. Aatrox growled the rumbling of his voice frightening you at the beast you have awoken. He finally speaks again “tsk you’re taking too long. I am going to ruin your puny body mortal” Aatrox then grabs you, tearing away you clothes effortlessly and handles you with one of his massive hands away from his cock with a wet pop. A long slick thread of spit stretches away from it as he then maneuvers you and hovers you over his cock.

You gulp in trepidation a part of you wanted this but you still feared of how unprepared you were for this. You stare up at him bewildered “w-wait you're not going to prepare me first!?” Your voice quivered. As he prods his cocks head flush against your wet hole gripping the base of his dick as he tests your resistance to it. You whimper as he crushes the head hard against your entrance the force barely restraining from sliding it in. Aatrox pants ruggedly and a sick grin carves itself on his face. “You could never be prepared enough for this.”

The Darkin then crams it in you, he rushes getting it inside of you as he could feel it growing even more when he marveled over how small your body looks like this against him. It's enough to break you and you let out a silent scream as you feel your hole crushing the darkin cock inside you.

Aatrox grabs you by your hips and forces you to sink further and further onto his cock as he spears you with it making it fit nice and snug inside of you all the while it threatens to split you open.

You grab onto aatroxs arm to brace yourself as he continues to abuse your hole grunting and growling like a feral beast. His stamina is unending as you feel yourself lose track of time while aatrox uses you like a toy. The ferocity and guttural sounds he'd make were picking up louder and faster and you could feel him building up.

After a few more irregular sharp thrusts you could feel his cum flood in thick ropes. One load, two loads, three loads, four loads, the fifth load began to drip out while the darkin continued pumping more. You could only hang there speared onto his cock as cum dripped down you legs like melting cream.

Your core now felt sore with blunt aching, Aatrox would grab you from under your arms and lift you off of him having to tug a little as his cock dragged on your overstimulated walls. He drops you to the ground again more softly compared to last time and towers over you once again pumping out the last of him cum to dribble onto your face as you stare up blankly and broken....

First smut ever, cant be bothered to edit atm. Not sure how to feel about this debut post but this is my account dedicated to much more dark and mature themes sooo...

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