A young woman adorned in blue ran swiftly through the bushes, low to the ground. The cloak she wore rippled in the breeze behind her. Feet light on the moss below. A crossbow peeked out from behind a branch. Something crackled overhead. A blue Demacian eagle had landed skillfully on the limb of a tree.

"Stay quiet Val." Said the woman, her eyes steady as she looked thought the thick underbrush. There was no sounds as Quinn let out a sigh, the coast seemed to be clear. She put a gloved hand on the soft moss and signaled for Valor to join her on the surface. The bird swooped through the green leaves, making a light swishing sound as he landed upon the woman's shoulder.

Quinn said nothing as she continued to creep through the jungle. She knew that her team would be just ahead waiting for her to join the fight. There was movement out of the corner of her eye. Quickly she ducked behind a dark thorn tree. Holding her breath she waited for Valor to look about the tree.

He nuzzled his face against hers, soft feathers brushing her cheek letting her know it was an ally. The grip on her crossbow lightened. Valor squawked quietly as Quinn peered around the tree. She saw the figure of Xin Zhao, spear in hand rushing through the forest. He had extensive wounds on his side, blood stained his armor.

"Xin." She hissed as she rushed to his side. The warrior jumped at her arrival. His eyes flashed with fear, but when he saw who approached him he smiled

"Quinn," he said with haste in his voice, "We need to join the others. I fear they are having trouble." He nodded at Quinn and Valor as they flanked his side. Quinn jogged to him, Xin was had picked up his pace, running to the river. The violet haired woman gave Valor the signal to return to the sky.

"Keep an eye out," she told the bird as he took off into the sky. A single blue feather floated towards the ground ahead of the two Demacians. Xin and Quinn did not exchange words as their feet sloshed in the water ahead of them. They were careful to avoid enemy wards, keeping the ripples they made in the blue water to a minimum.

Quinn's ears caught the sound of battle. Just ahead of them she heard the clashing of weapons and the flying of arrows. Someone called out in pain or rage, it was hard to tell. "Demacia!" A thundering call boomed in the distance. She recognized the voice of Garen.

Xin looked at Quinn, forcing his head to the side. She knew what he meant. He planned to get the enemies from behind. Quinn would got around to join the other members of the Demacian troops. She blinked at Xin, wishing him the best as he crawled off into the bush.

Heart racing, Quinn took a deep breath. Bracing herself she bust out of the river.

She saw chaos erupt in front of her. Ahead she witnessed Valor swooping in to claw enemies. Lux fought someone off to the left. Quinn ran in to help. Lux was being forced back towards the tower, she seemed to be out of manna. Her usually clean face was dirtied and scared.

"Hey!" Quinn yelled, feet caring her towards the enemy. She lifted her crossbow and shot the Ionian in the side. The arrows stuck to his flesh easily. He flinched a little. Distracted from Lux, the woman took the opportunity and ran towards the base without a second thought.

Quinn withheld her fear as the Ionian now focused on her. She instantly recognized the face of Wukong, the Monkey King. His eyes flashed with mischief as he straightened his back, gripping his weapon tightly in hand.

Quinn willed Valor to see her. Wukong started to walk towards her, but she was ready. She heard Valor's call from overhead. Wukong looked up at the sound only to be greeted with the flashing of claws. Quinn continued to shoot her arrows at the monkey as Valor dug his golden claws into his skin.

Wukong returned the attack by lashing his staff out at Quinn, she dodged it easily. Valor continued his attack, Wukong struggled under the eagle's claws. He now swung upward at Valor, but the bird dodged his blows. Once more he tried to strike the woman, with a powerful arm he lashed out. Quinn thought she could avoid it, but before she could leap out of the way, the staff caught her in the legs.

Quinn felt her breath knocked from her as her back hit the ground. Dazed she looked up. Wukong stood above her, ultimate ready. Closing her eyes she reached up her hand and shot him again. Arrow's whooshed as they were launched into the air.

She heard Valor screech. She held her breath, bracing herself for death. But she felt nothing. Cracking open an eye, she looked up. There was Wukong, about to strike, but something was different. His eyes looked glazed. Quickly she realized it was his double. She had heard about that ability during her time at the academy. She hoped her training had paid off as she scrambled onto her feet, kicked the Wukong double's stomach and ran the opposite direction.

"Valor to me!" she yelled as her feet thumped along the ground. The bird flew above her. She smiled wickedly as she ran towards the battle ahead. Finally the rush of combat inside her. She felt stronger, ready to team fight. Valor swooped down just above her, wings flapping hard overhead. "Let's do this." She said letting out a laugh.

"Quinn, over here!" she heard the voice of the prince. He swung his sword at a woman, who quickly dodged the attack. An assassin. Quinn had heard of their fluidity. Assassins fought like they were swimming in water.

Obeying the call, Quinn and Valor ran towards the crown prince. He swung again, yelling in anguish. He had been hit by a blade. She saw it lodged in between his armor. This made her fun even faster. "Go." She said loudly. Valor picked up speed, gaining on the swift assassin. She could not let the prince down.

Quinn came up behind Jarvan, shooting a few rounds of arrows at the woman. In the fight Quinn could not tell who the assassin was.

The Ionian woman quickly dodged Jarvan's sword but was hit with a few of Quinn's arrows. Quinn rolled to the other side of the prince. Valor went in for the kill.

The assassin was caught off guard. Jarvan took the opportunity to strike once again. Quickly he lifted the heavy sword in his hands, threw it around his body and forced it towards the assassin. In one hit he blew the woman away. Quinn watched as the blade sliced through her exposed side. Blood splattered the grass.

The body fell limp to the ground. Quinn looked up at Jarvan. He gave her a nod and took off. She stood in her place as he ran forward. Valor followed him and the rest of the team to the towers that led to the enemy base.

Looking down Quinn got a better look at the assassin who had been slain. A slender build, dark hair and tattoos. Her blue eyes were wide, filled with blankness. Quinn knelt down, knee hitting the bloodstained ground. She did not recognize this woman. She wondered who she was.

She closed the woman's eyes. Her heart felt for this woman, but she did not have time for compassion. She had to get back to the fight. Ahead of her she heard the cries of her team. They needed her.

Sighing she stood up swiftly and ran to join the fight once again.

Her team had made tremendous progress, they were almost at the enemy nexus. Jarvan, Garen and Xin Zhou were valiantly fighting off the Ionians, but they needed help. Valor did fly overhead but there was not much he could do alone. The enemy turret was crumbling as she caught up to her team.

Quinn and Valor fought as one. It was a terrific battle, the Demacians hit hard. Swords sharp, hearts ready. The sun was low in the sky when they reached the opposite base. Quinn was exhausted and so was Valor. As the finally chased off the Ionians, Quinn noticed dried blood on her leg. It came as a surprise, she didn't even know she had been hit.

When the battle was finally won Quinn fell to the ground. Exhaustion overwhelmed her. Is this how everyone felt after a battle? Valor flew to her side, reaching out an arm she stroked his soft feathers. "You did amazing Val." She said, smiling at her companion. The bird looked proud, holding his head high.

Footsteps behind her made Quinn turn her head. It was Jarvan. He walked over to her calmly, but Quinn felt her stomach twist. She could not tell the look on his face. She swallowed hard but stood up with pride. She bowed lightly as he stood in front of her.

"You did well for your first battle. I think you will shape up to be a great addition." He smiled slightly. Garen joined his side. The soldier looked bedraggled, breathing heavily from the fight. Jarvan looked over at him, then back to Quinn. "Let's get back."