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Bullets (League of Legends) *En*

Ik ben trots op deze one shot, maar zal er waarschijnlijk nooit 100% tevreden mee zijn. Het is een Jhin&Shen one shot Voor een Fanfictie contest. Het verhaal is in het Engels.

Even kort tussendoor: Jhin is een moordenaar die zijn moorden ziet als vorm van kunst. Shen is een ninja uit de Kinkou Clan die Jhin jarenlang probeert tegen te houden.

Have fun ^^

One
The bullet makes a start for my new artwork. The man slides down the white wall, leaving a beautiful color behind. A smile behind my mask. A glance in my eyes. It isn't finished yet, I just started.

Two
I count every bullet, every step, every breath of them who will keep me away from doing what I love the most. They don't understand it. They don't understand what real art is. Art isn't just something you make. It's not just a painting, not just a sculpture. You have to give it everything you have. You have to put your heart in it. Art is in my blood. And their blood is in my art.

I know he's there. Waiting. Hoping I wouldn't see him. His grey outfit almost blends with the shadows. The eye of twilight. Still hunting for me.

Three
"I know you are there," I say without even turning around. My hand strokes the barrel of my gun. My greatest love. My tool for making art. Just like a painter and his brush. The sculptor and his chisel.

"Khada Jhin." The man steps out of the shadows. I turn around. "You never learned from your mistakes." His sword is glowing purple on his back. I chuckle. "Art isn't a mistake. Keeping me away from my art is." They don't understand it. They never tried to. It's not something I'm worried about. Not everyone loves real art. I just wish they would try.

"You know why I'm here." His blade is glowing in his hands now. "You are here because you want to keep me away from making another masterpiece." My eyes are locked on his mask. My gun still in my hand. One bullet left.

"But there is something you don't understand, Shen. Nothing can stop a creator when he creates a masterpiece."

I aim. And shoot.

Four

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