KATARINA DU COUTEAU
"I don't have any problems…"
"Hmm…"
"I'm perfectly fine as I am. I don't need a shrink to tell me how I'm feeling"
"I see"
"Will you put down that stupid NOTEBOOK!"
The therapist paused, staring at the redhead before finally putting down the notebook, facing Katarina with a stoic expression.
"I apologise. I did not know writing down important notes was frustrating to you"
"Well it is. So stop doing it"
"Very well then. Would you like to talk about anything today Ms. Du Couteau?"
The redhead simply glared at the therapist across from her, wishing her weapons were by her side. At least then she wouldn't be so bored.
"I can't believe Jax lost to you. Out of all people, he lost to you…" Katarina mumbled. "And with that vulgar story, I might add"
"Do you wish to talk about Jax?" Jane asked, ignoring her last comment.
"No, I want to braid your hair and talk about boys" Katarina droned as she looked around the room. "How long will this take?"
"Every champion will be subjected to a mandatory 1 hour session with me. Whether they like it or not is not really up to me" The therapist shrugged.
"I see. And if I were to leave this room?"
"You can attempt to"
"Is that a challenge I hear in your tone shrink?"
The therapist merely pointed to the door and smiled.
"Please, after you"
Katarina scoffed as she stood up from her place on the sofa and turned towards the door. She gripped the handle tightly and attempted to open said door. With the door not budging from its place she let a groan of frustration and kicked it in a final attempt to open it.
"So now that we know that you can't leave until after your time is up, how does it make you feel that you can't escape from this predicament?"
"Predicament?"
"You are running from me because either A) You do not wish to talk about your feelings because they are a sign of weakness. Or B) Because you really don't want to be here"
"Should I really justify that with an answer?"
"Well if you answered my first question, I'm quite sure time will fly quickly"
Katarina sighed in defeat before sitting back down on the sofa.
"So Ms. Du Couteau, How do you feel about therapy altogether?"
"It makes me want to kill you and hang your head up on my door as a warning to all shrinks"
"I see. And by doing that, how will that make you feel—"
"SATISFIED"
The therapist smiled in return to her death threat knowing full well that the Noxian could not actually harm her without facing consequences.
"Why are you smiling?"
"We're making progress"
5 hours before…
"Therapy?!"
"Yes Ms. Du Couteau. Therapy sessions are indeed mandatory for ALL champions. No exceptions"
As every champion gathered in the hall listened to the horrifying news, High Summoner Kolminye announced the new therapist that will be joining the ranks of the League of Legends.
"And if we fail to appear for these sessions?" Fiora spoke up, disgusted that she was agreeing with a Noxian.
"Then you'll be banned from fighting in the upcoming tournament. Indefinitely" Kolminye's tone hardened.
Defeated sighs, grunts and groans could be heard throughout the massive hall as every champion could not fathom talking to a stranger about their life's problems.
"And to ease your worries about the therapist, she is stated as an independent"
"That still won't ease our worries" One champion called out.
"Then take it up with the therapist" She smirked as she left the podium.
As the high summoner took her leave, a young woman appeared on the podium.
"Good Afternoon Champions of the League of Legends. How are we feeling?" She smiled before laughing lightly at her joke. At the sheer awkward silence throughout the hall, the therapist cleared her throat before speaking again.
"It will be my duty to overlook all of our sessions together. But know that whatever you tell me in my office will be absolutely confidential" She stated in a serious tone.
"Not to be rude Ms…?" The Prince of Demacia spoke up as he stood.
"Jane Doe"
"Ms. Doe. But I think I speak for most of us when I say that we really don't need your services"
"I beg to differ"
"Excuse me?"
"High Summoner Kolminye believes it is in everyone's interest for everyone to be prepared not only physically but mentally as well. Especially when it comes to fighting on the rift"
"And you believe you are certified for the job?" Garen, the Might of Demacia chipped in standing next to his prince.
"To be completely honest? No. But it won't stop me from doing my job"
"I'm not doing it"
Everyone turned towards the voice that called out and the therapist recognized it to be the voice of Jax, the Grandmaster at arms.
"Pardon me?" Jane asked.
"I'm not doing it" He repeated.
"What would make me change your mind, Grandmaster at arms?"
The crowd fell into silence as they awaited for Jax's answer.
"A challenge therapist. Right here, right now"
Every turned back towards the therapist as she mulled over the decision.
"What will I get out of it? I am not foolish Jax. You cannot be bested with any weapon you hold. Whatever challenge you put forward will only end in my defeat"
The Grandmaster merely laughed at her reply.
"That is true. Tell you what shrink, you can pick the weapon"
Jane fell into deep silence before smiling to herself.
"Any weapon?"
"Your pick" He replied.
Jane started laughing.
"Very well. I agree to your terms"
Jax started laughing in agreement. "That's the spirit!"
As Jane left the podium, the champions formed a circle with Jax in the middle.
"Ask any champion here for their weapon. I'm sure they will graciously loan it to you for a moment" He gave a confident vibe as he stood with both his arms on his hips.
"Name your prize Grandmaster"
"Straight to the point, huh?" Jax smiled. "You're confident shrink, I'll give you that"
"Well?"
The Grandmaster thought for a moment before nodding.
"If I win, it will no longer be mandatory for any champion to go to your sessions"
Every champion gasped at the sound of this. This could be their one chance to escape from this and Jax was holding their fate.
"Very well then. But…"
The champions waited to hear her reward should she win such a battle.
"…If I win Grandmaster, I get to increase the time you spend with me. Usually I only spend 30 minutes with a client. But just for you, I'll be raising it to an hour"
As they made a standoff, many champions started questioning Jane's chances.
"Bet 20 on the girl Fate" Graves chuckled.
"You're on" Fate smiled in return.
"She must be foolish to take on someone like Jax" Irelia sighed knowing full well the Grandmaster's skill in battle.
"You must give her a chance. After all, she may surprise you" Karma replied as she watched on.
"I wonder what weapon she will pick?" Luxanna wondered as she watched the standoff unfold.
"Does it matter?" Fiora asked. "It is as she said, the Grandmaster is skilled with any weapon you give him. She has no chance"
"Well there's an upside to this" Quinn chuckled as she spoke to Valor.
"And what's that?" Luxanna asked back.
"No therapy" Quinn smiled, thanking the gods above that the therapist agreed to this.
Jax couldn't read Jane. Her hood covered her features well and she can only see her smile. Usually he liked to size up his opponent but Jane was a mystery. She could be a surprise for all he knew.
"Name your weapon, Jane" He called out.
Jane started thinking deeply before giving her answer.
"How good are you at telling stories Jax?"
"Depends on how this fight turns out. It'll make one hell of a funny story" Jax shrugged as he waiting patiently for her to choose.
"Then I'll be using words as my weapon of choice"
"Words?" Jax frowned. She wanted to fight using words?
Everyone stared on in confusion. Was this a trick?
"Yes. I love a good story. Great stories are wonderful to hear but let's be honest, stories about battle always snag someone's attention"
"Your point?"
"Simple. Tell a story that will make everyone gasp in shock and cringe at the juicy bits. If you win, I'll talk to the high summoner about everyone's therapy sessions"
"So I tell a simple tale of a battle and it is based off everyone's expressions to who wins this battle?"
"Correct. I will then have the Judicator, Kayle, to tally up the scores. Is that fair?"
"What do you think, Kayle?" Jax asked the angel.
"I will be happy to offer my assistance. I do say this battle does hold my interest. I wish to see how it ends" Kayle replied as she flew above the audience taking note of all of their expressions.
"Excellent. Shall we, Grandmaster?"
"You're on"