They were here. The summoners had assembled and it was time for them to choose which champion they needed to pick. In their translucent magical orbs were displayed each champion, one by one they were looking at them. Some of them found difficulty in chosing what they thought would be a correct choise. Finally, after a brief discussion, the decision was taken.

In the Fountain of Summoner's Rift, in appeared the five champions; Master Yi, Evelyn, Twisted Fate, Ashe and Thresh. They all opened their eyes at the same time as soon as they arrived at the Fountain, some of them happy to see each other and some other... not at all. Evelynn with her dark voice and seductive moves, she approached her lover, Twisted Fate as they came to embrace each other. ''I am glad to see you here my love.'' echoed her voice as her yellow orbs stared at the Card Master with pure love. ''Hey baby. It's been a while, hasn't it? Heh. How fate brings us close.'' he muttered at her while his pianist hands stroked her back gendly. Just as the couple were engaging to their personal talk, Ashe, the Frost Archer had turned her attention towards her support; It was the first time she had seen this creature, but her friends had told her about the man, being crazed but also being good at his job. As she tightened her grip on her ice-made bow, she walked towards the ominous man and stared into his hollow eyes with great seriousness. ''Look, I hope you can support me well. One mistake and it will be your last.'' she threatened. What came after was the Warden's unusual laugh. He enjoyed that, he really did. And with that he answered. ''Be aware of what you're saying, archer. You may regret ever living.''

After a few minutes at the shop, everybody started heading off to their respective lanes. Only Master Yi, who remained silent the whole time, accepted to follow the Widowmaker into the jungle and help her take her ''blue buff'' as these Summoners call it. In the bottom lane, Ashe walked until she was under the second turret and waited, watching patiently the nearby bushes for any suspicious movement. Thresh, on the other side, walked around the place with some impatience, his lantern hung high in the air and the scythe being tightly clenced into his clothed fingers. He couldn't wait to harvest more souls, he couldn't wait to bring satisfaction in his little heart that he has left. The silver haired woman, looked with the corner of her eyes at the Warden, feeling somewhat unconfortable for being close to him or even having to cooperate with him. But, she had no choice, she had to trust the Summoners knew what they were doing.

It wasn't long, until they noticed something light being placed in the bushes and right away, came out the enemy, Miss Fortune with Nidalee; they must have placed a Tricket there. From so early? What did the enemy Summoners thought? This type of ward lasts for barely a minute, it will get extinguished in no time. Ashe didn't waste her time and took her frost arrow and begun to shoot down her first minions. Thresh was there walking here and there, waiting for the right time, just like the enemy Nidalee. Her wild eyes trying to look for an opening, as the red-haired Hunter casually shot at the minions, not wanting to engage to battle yet. ''Rhaaa!'' growled the wild woman as she threw her javelin through the air towards the Freljordian. The blue-eyed noticed that fast enough to dodge it and continue shooting, often aiming a little higher for the arrows to reach her enemies. And it would hit those times she did. Always at the start of every fight, each side was very weak and even a normal attack could do a lot of damage. Thresh kept that in mind and since Nidalee was despairately searching for that small opening she chose to use the bushes to her advantage and circle the Frost Archer. It was then when the ripper from the Shadow Isles acted; he put quickly the tricket in the bushes and now he knew exactly where the brunette woman was. His palm let the chained scythe loose until it would almoust touch the ground, the man did three quick swings of it and threw it away and it went far enough until the wild Huntress was hooked by the neck. Quickly the man pulled with as much force as he could, the Freljordian realized that and turned her attention towards her enemy that was now closer to her. Both champions hit her with all they got, until the carry was the one to get the last hit and drawn first blood. The woman made a moan of pain as her soul let go of her body, the dark creature hovering over her, and absorbing that soul inside him. It felt real good, even though he knew he could never really absorb his enemies' souls, he still received a very small piece of them, a part of their energy that was also quite as ''tasty'' as a soul would be. He snerked evily at the satisfaction of receiving it and the archer would glare with the corner of her magical eyes.

The lane was flowing nicely after that. It was still two support champions walking here and there impatiently, trying to exchange blows and the two ad carries who were dodging and farming in what seemed like peace. Soon, both teams were strong enough and Nidalee happened to charge at them out of the blue. She jumped in the air and within milliseconds she was a cougar that leaps and scratches and growls and it was determined to kill the Frost Archer this time around. Ashe could not quite understand why the enemy champions charged out of the blue, but she found out as soon as a third champion joined in; their jungler, Kha'Zix. Just as as she and Thresh started to back away, the giant purple creature lept onto the sky and dived right onto the archer, injuring her shoulder badly by slashing it. The pale-skinned let out a cry as she collapsed on the ground with the giant insect-like over her, rawring big in front of her face. The warden, who was a few meters away, with one swing of his left arm, he threw his lantern away, until it reached Ashe, and floated with a magic green aura right next to her. ''Grab the lantern, archer!'' called quickly the man, his two hands clenched around the chains of the lantern, ready to pull. The Queen of the Freljord was confused for a split second, but she did as she was told and her slender fingers wrapped tightly around the lantern's black paterns. A great tremendous energy rushed through her whole body and resonated around her, forming a green barrier. Then, this power lifted Ashe in the air and dashed her quickly towards the Chain Warden. Thresh one-arm-hugged the Frost Archer and begun walking fast, back to their turret, as she groaned silently from the pain. That clothed arm of his that was firmly clenched on her aching shoulder, brought her great fear in her mind, but at the same time... she felt safe. And once they reached close to the turret the tall man turned immediately and swinged his chained scythe and thrashed Kha'Zix away from them, so that they could run under the turret in safety. The purple incect-looking monster growled as it hit the ground from the flay, but soon stood up, to go for one more time and finish off the archer, only that it was too late as soon as he received shots from the great white building. It rawred again and it disappeared into the forest.

''Heh heh heh. You got too greedy there now, didn't you?'' laughed the skeleton-faced not caring that the jungler was too far to hear him. Ashe had sat down and held her shoulder as a beam of light shined upon her; it was the signal for teleportation back to base, she needed to heal after all. ''...Thank you. I shouldn't have underestimated you.'' she apologized humbly. Just then the teleportation went on to Thresh as well. ''This is my job, archer. I guard the souls.'' he said squizing his eyes. ''Well, that's your logic I guess.'' she breathed smirking.

By that time, they both had teleported back in base, and Ashe felt great source of energy filling her body, closing her wounds and bring a satisfied smile upon her face. Just when she moved to the shop-keeper to buy her items, she turned to Thresh and stated; ''You know that you can stop calling me archer! My name is Ashe.'' The man moved his head as if he was rolling his eyes and responded; ''I prefer the ''archer'' one.'' She had to admit, this was a good one and so she laughed joyfully. It seems that the Warden wasn't that bad. A little shady, son-of-a-bitch guy who knows of torment and black humour. Well, she wasn't perfect either, but he was doing his job well and it was all that mattered to her if not her Summoner.

And they walked back to the lane, seeing their enemies trying to destroy the turret. Once again the flay made everyone back away and the Summoners of the black-clothed bot laners decided to become much more aggressive. Maybe this way they will find an opening and push down the other team's tower.

Meanwhile, in middle lane, Twisted Fate drew his cards agily and would throw them with great inhuman strength towards the enemy Syndra. He was very fast, his movements so quick and flexible, someone would swear his back would break from those twists and turns his body was making when throwing each card. Syndra was furious, one of her black orbs caught one of the minions and threw it at him with great force. Due to his quick reflexes, the Card Master was able to stay balanced on his two legs even though the hit he received was big. Just when the opponent mage went all aggressive towards him, the odds seemed to show that the man was done for and would die in this round. However, as he huffed and wiped the sweat off of his forehead, he grinned widely at the enemy Syndra. It was then when she understood, Evelyn was there. The dark female run quickly towards the levitating woman, her crimson spikes following her and pierching everything in her path. She did it again and again until she reached her lover. Then, the environment around the black-clothed mage was filled with spikes everywhere, which was escorted with the Widowmaker's dark laugh. It was too slow for her to realize what was happening and when she did all she saw was a golden card thrown at her chest and pierching right through her leting life leave her body. ''Heh. Thanks, Eve. Must be my lucky day.'' said the man's raspy voice as he took a tiring breath. The woman from the Shadow Isles said nothing, but she came close to him, her palm brushing the other's cheek with care as they came close for a loving kiss.

The top lane was the only one not going well. Master Yi found things tough and difficult as his enemy was a man with sence of justice and bared great strength; The Demacian Jarvan IV. Of course, he was his friend, but right now they were enemies and it was the worst thing in the League that the champions had to bear with. However, the Wuju Master had dealt with this fact thousands of times before, so he understood it was something he would be unable to avoid. And so they fought, but Yi was losing on that side. Jarvan was too strong and the Ionian's Summoner would use his abillities at a wrong timing, the result was an overpowered top laner enemy. And now that the first turret from the blue team's side was destroyed all Master Yi could do was become more defensive until the Summoners chose to engage in a teamfight.

And there it was.

Both teams had assembled in the middle lane and roamed around the place, exchanging blows. A hook reached out and brought close a Miss Fortune, who didn't look like having a good day, right now. ''Uh oh.'' she muttered as all five champions threw themselves on her, killing her instantly, but that baited them all as well and all enemy champions threw themselves on the others. So much, going on, no one could see what was happening around them neither did they know who they were hiting. Ashe got herslef out of the teamfight and started throwing her arrows as fast as she could, now that she knew where to hit. The one with lower health is supposed to fall faster, but that was Jarvan, and he wouldn't just die like that. ''DEMACIA!'' he screamed as he dropped onto Twisted fate and Evelyn, the place around them turning into a small arena of death. And with a few slices, the Widowmaker fell. ''Eve!'' called the Card Master in fear, that fear turning into anger within milliseconds. Master Yi frowned behind his googles, but he tried to do the best he could, even though it was very difficult when his Summoner wouldn't just cooperate. Thresh, on the other hand, was enjoying himself, either recieving or giving hits, battles are always satisfying and his right hand would work constantly to swing that chained scythe of his. Then he threw behind his latern and went in. He swang once, twice, he dragged the Demacian close and a big crystalized arrow flew right next to the Warden's ghostly head and hit the man flushfully. He was finally down. Now Ashe was able to walk forward and become offensive, her arrows flew one after another. ''Avarosa guide me.'' she said under her breath as she kept firing. Thresh would walk in front of her to make sure she would get as less damage as possible. Just a bit behind them walked Master Yi and Twisted Fate who followed the Freljordian's plan. Slowly but surely, Syndra died once more and there was only Nidalee and Kha'Zix... but, where was he? Master Yi made an Alpha Strike just then to hit Nidalee a bit but he realized he got to hit something in what seemed to everyone like thin air. It was the Jungler who leapt big in the air, two hits and Yi was down, now he would go for the mage. Suddenly, the ripper stood right in front of the big purple creature and laughed maniacaly. The box was down. Five green walls rose from the depths of the earth and locked whoever was entering in. One more flay and Kha'zix hit the wall and soon felt extremely slow and weak. Ashe and Twisted Fate threw quickly; five arrows and many single ones to freeze along with thrown cards, respectively. Kha'Zix was done for, but it was then when he lept away that he baited his teammate Nidalee who tried to run away. The agile man held the tip of his hat and appeared in front of her, throwing three cards and killing her right away. ''Lucky them!'' he joked as he fixed his hat. ''Now is our chance. Let us win this battle.'' commented the optimistic Ashe with a soft smile upon her face and together with her team mates they moved fast to the enemy's base.

Fortunately, there was enough time for them to destroy the Nexus turrets, since they had already pushed down ihibitors and towers, quite some time ago. Yet it seemed that no one from the enemy champons was responding or acting and it came out, before the trio could even get to finish the Nexus exploded on its own, declaring opponents' surrender and defeat. Joy filled the Freljordian. She enjoys giving such worthy battles since they mean a lot for her country, hoping that one day her hard work will get her nation back to its glory. As she held closely her magical bow as usual, she turned to face Thresh and smiled friendly at him. The man known to be expressionless and mad, no one but him could tell... that he was smiling back.