Alright! Hi guys, It's Pandaa / Yuki / Yu , call me anything you want but first let's get started alright. This is my first time writing a League of Legends fics, and to make it harder it's about my ooc's lore. I've been thinking about it, but I decided to do it anyway. You can find the info page about her on my profile, copy and paste the link to read the old lore. I really need to update it but yes it's the general idea. I'll briefly gave you the information about her:
Champion's First Name: Linore; everyone calls her Lin
Champion's Last Name: Wang ( Might change in future development )
Race: Elf / Human
Age: 16 (In the start of this)
Blood Type: O-
Occupation: Healer, Support
Prologue
Read. Study. Remember. Then read again, then try to remember what it was again. Go around the town to look for sick people after, heal them, then go home.
Same routine. Everyday.
Well, sword practice with her father sometimes. She's a bigger girl now. He won't be able to stick around her and fathered her all the time. She didn't want to hinder his precious business hours. But of course when they made time for each other, she'll make the best of each and every second. Not that there was much time that were spent. A few hours at best, and maybe three or four more when she come back from all the errands. But she'll take what she can get. And they need to give her back what they took away from her childhood.
Oh, and her name is Lin, by the way. Wang Lin. Daughter of a nobleman, successor of the Wang family. Sixteen years old and are currently graduating out of the Academy of Medical Art.
She weren't complaining. It was her duty, and everyone's counting on her... She liked to know things, to be honest. But...
It felt so empty when both of them died, it was too sudden, too cruel. And being the only child left, of course she'll have to take over. And the two was her brothers. Supposedly they were to take over when they come back from fighting the war. They got all the proper training and etiquette lessons and all that. So when they come back, her oldest brother is to become the head of the family.
But no.
It still make her furious that her mother lied to her when she was younger. Sure, they're all upset, it's the end of the war, but still; why lied to a child and told her that her brothers are going away for a really long time? Couldn't the truth have been easier? For both of them?
No one would believed her if she told them that she discovered the body of her brothers when she saw the people dragging them back to the house for corpse retrieval. She cried so much, and she was mad and confused and just plain disbelief. What would they expect? She was only a child, and the worst part is that they didn't even let her see them for the last time. All that she have now is the image of her brothers from their living days. When she turned seven, she had an immediate confront with her mother about this issue. And the answer was so vague that she decided to just accept it. Because what else could she do? They didn't want her to get hurt, didn't want her to know. She said that she wanted to protect her.
And darn her if she can think otherwise.
So, she cried everytime when she went to sleep. It continued for a few months.
She was eight.
And then she turned ten, and then things changed. No single kid in the village would want to be her friends, because she was some nerd and weirdo that only cared about studying; about pleasing her father. Of course, that's not what they knew. And she didn't really cared. To be honest. Her brothers were the only people who mattered to her in her life besides her parents. And with them gone, no one was there to scare the bullies away from her. And since she was already so timid, she didn't tell anyone. Her father was colder to her when they buried her brothers. He started training her on how to handle a sword, and didn't really cared if she cried from cutting herself at random parts of her body. It just didn't mattered to him. He scowled at her when she cried and waited until she stopped so they can continued. If he was in a good mood that day. If not, he'll shout at her and sometimes even swat at her face when he was especially impatient.
She didn't hate him. She knew he didn't hate her either. Her mom told her that because he loves her so much that he must push her to the easiest and quickest path to her future. Even if he must sacrifice his own emotional stability. So she didn't talk back to him, just obey and try to please him as much as she can. And it really made her future easier. It really did. Because then had to spend her time studying various things, like philosophy, literature, science, math, and other subjects that her family felt that she needed in the future as a leader.
By the time she was fourteen, she graduated from province's Academy in the top three students.
Fifteen, she already knew the majority and properties of herbs and ingredients for medicinal and surgical purposes. Oh, and she can do basic surgeries also.
And now she's sixteen. Her mind functioned like that of an adult, and she was now a lot taller than her own mom; standing at 6''1 tall. Her father's proud, her mother's happy, and she's renowned all around her little town that she called home. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the couple from next door was arguing as usual, and the children were singing on the streets. She couldn't ask for more. And as usual, her wishes never really get fulfilled. Well, not all the way. Things indeed remained the same, and the children was extra noisy today. But something was different this time.
It was about, say, ten in the afternoon, which just means night now. And Lin is tired from all the activities from today. She still needs to finish up the book that the librarian gave her, it'll be the last volume. The moon is set high on the sky... which mean she's late for dinner. Let's just finish this now, only a few page left... But before she finishes her thoughts, she was interrupted with the sound of the study's door slammed opened. Surprised by the sudden noise, she flinched and sighed in relieve when it's the familiar face of Xiao Mei, the servant of her house and a close friend of Lin. A worried look from her face make Lin's smile fade a little as she closes her book and stood up from the table.
"What is it." She asked. Xiao Mei took a few moment to regain her breath, then stood up, dusted some invisible dirt from her shoulder and cleared her throat. Her face was not at all happy or cheerful like her usual self. Which concerned Lin a great deal. The woman was usually very happy when she saw Lin and the two treated each other with mutual sisterly respect and affection. She began to feel a little nervous as the shorter woman took a few step closer, but still remaining in a respectful distance away from her.
"His Lordship requires your presence home immediately. I am to bring you back."
Now that was weird. Although it is expected of her to return back into her establishment, if she was absent by the time it is half past nine in the afternoon, their family would know to feast without her and the chef will prepare some other things when she came back. So what would be so urgent that it requires her presence within their home? It wasn't... that time of the year, was it? And by that she just meant her or her parent's birthday. Time moved so fast she could barely keep track of important events; her schedule was too tight anyway. And when was her own birthday...?
Doesn't matter. Her parents needs her now. Father, needs her now. And that rarely happened.
"Let's hurry then." She said hurriedly, grabbing the book and tucked it under her arm as she walked past Xiao Mei. Xiao Mei nodded, but she couldn't see it with her back turned and her feet moving fast against the ground. "So what is it? Do you know?" She asked after a few minutes, the sound of footsteps resounding through the empty streets. Silence was usually comforting, but this type of silence is extremely unnerving. Hearing other people talk make her feel better, and she needs to hear an explanation.
"N-no, my Lady. But we need to hurry." Now this was really started to concerned her. Formality is not a requirement between her and she. My Lady was something that Xiao Mei called her when she was ten, but she asked her to stop since she's her most trusted and loyal servant. When the 'Lady' title comes into a conversation, something serious were to take place. And she is sick of the seriousness atmosphere from the most of her childhood.
"Mmm." She nodded, fastening her pace a little bit more. They could see the front gate from far away; there are other servants standing guard at the entrance, bowing to her as she past them. She nodded in acknowledgement and continued on her way. Every step she took was one more nerve struck inside her heart. D-did he died? Did she died? Was someone getting executed?! She don't know anything as of now, and she hated that feeling. Anxiety is one thing, but this? It's just plain terrifying. Standing directly in front of her parent's chamber door, she sighed and took a deep breath. Although it was extremely unnerving, Lin is filled with determination and pushed the door open.
"I-I'll take my leave now." Xiao Mei squeaked nervously and scurries off to make way for her encounter with her parents. Nodding dismissively, she turn her head back to The room.
The sight confuses her greatly.
She expected to see furious faces, although she don't really know why herself... Maybe getting blamed for something is much better than seeing... panicking expressions? Not really knowing what's going on, she knelt on the floor and bowed her head to her parents. Their eyes drawn on her small form cowering on the floor, and the two of them looked at each other with sad expressions. After a few moments of silence, her mother couldn't take it anymore. She took a few steps toward Lin until her foot finally came into Lin's view. Lin froze for a moment when her mother touched her shoulder, then squeeze it firmly. She could feel her mother's hand trembled, and before she could lift her head up, her mother spoke with a shaky voice that reminded her of the time that when she spoke to father about the death of her brothers.
"Child, stand up. Look at me." She did not dare look at her mother's face. "Please... Look at me, my treasure." My... treasure? She hadn't called her that since... since she was eight. With that, she hesitantly peek an eye up to look at her mother. Once again, those eyes surprised her. It was filled with so much love... and so much kindness. Tears was running down her pale cheeks, and Lin wanted nothing more but to wipe those tears away. But she couldn't yet stand up. Her body seemed to be frozen right at the spot when she can feel her father's gaze burned a hole right passed her mother and straight at her. It was too intense, and her mother can feel it too. She frowned and turned away from her to deliver a stern glare at her father.
Lin couldn't see what was going on in front of her mother, but she saw a few glittering droplets fell down her mother's cheeks. She could hear her father's sharp intake of breath and a slight choking noise. She don't know what got them so upset, but she could feel her heart slowly breaking in half at their pain. Not being to handle this scene anymore, she sat up and tugged at her mother's dress sleeve, hands trembling like a dying leaf in an autumn's breeze.
"M-mom..." She whispered shakily. Tugging once more at the sleeve. It was what she once used to do when she was as little as five. To do it again... it was odd. But her moth-mom, her mom seemed like she just saw Lin's dead siblings rise from their graves, her face was so warm. Her smile was for once, genuine. And she embraced her tightly and lovingly, for the first time in a long time. Lin missed this... although the scrutiny of her father made her feel a little ashamed and embarrassed. She was grown now, and still she seeks the affection of her parents. It's... not wrong though, right...?
It's not wrong.
Because her father smiled. And then he came to join them in their first true family embrace.
It's... warm. She liked that feeling. It felt nice. Although she was expecting it to be a mere moment, he held both of them for over a minute until she could calmed down. Then with a sigh, he released the two of them and took Lin's hand. His eyes were sad, but he had a small smile on his face when he led her to sit down at the table for a talk. He looked... guilty. She don't like that look; it made her feel guilty too. Maybe he was harsh and things like that before, but isn't he doing his best to make up for it?
"You... must understand that I don't... hate... you." He said slowly. And she nodded with a smile. He was honest, she can tell. Lying wasn't his style. And his voice was sincere. Still, what was this all about? Sensing her question, he sighed deeply and held her hands. The gesture startled her once again, and she widen her eyes. "There's something important... that we want you to do." She tilt her head. Something important...? "Very, important. You must know of this." She nodded vigorously and look to her mother for reassurance. Something is wrong, and she don't like it. She have a good sixth sense, and it's telling her that something is definitely wrong. He wasn't mad at her, so the cause is not her failure in academic achievement or her medical profession.
"If I may ask... What is it?" She urged, seeing the hesitation in her father's eyes.
"We want you to evacuate out of here.-" What in the heck...? "-There are potential threat to our village from a recent criminal breakout in the other town, and we do not have enough militia here to defend us all.-" Hold on just a moment... What? "-Our family, although skilled in swordsmanship, cannot merely stay here to face the threat head on.-" Can he just stop talking for one second?! She couldn't comprehend the information given to her, and sat there stared at her father with an bewildered expression. "-Well, not exactly evacuate... But just to be safe, we, I, want you to go somewhere safe first. Consider this an extended vacation. Train while you're at it-... Child? Hello? Child, are you listening to me?" He asked with mild frustration. Hearing his voice shift into a mildly disgruntled one snapped her out of her trance and focus back into reality.
"Y- yes, i'm listening." He sighed and she gave him an awkward grin. After a few moments, he chuckled and shook his head as he placed a kiss into her hair.
"You're insufferable, you idiotic child. Never listened to your father." He sighed into her hair and she closed her eyes, appreciating his affectionate gesture. "You see, she got it from you, you lovely woman." She giggled at her father's rare antics and stole a glance at her mother. She looks happy. "Alright, stop the googly eyes, you idiotic child. We were worried because we want you to take a short leave of our hometown while we prepare ourselves to evacuate the village." She frowned in confusion.
"Then why don't I just... stay with our village? I can help! I promise!" She stammered, trying to convinced her parents to let her stay. She was a big girl now, for heaven's sake. She don't want her father to think of her as useless... Was he pushing her out because she was hindering him? Was that it? She should've known...
"-No, listen. There's not a lot of time. I do not want to risk my treasure of a child to those barbarians out there. You must go tomorrow, do you understand me?" He said, grabbing onto her shoulder and stared right into her eyes. It unnerved her, when he uses his authority to silence her speech. He gripped her tighter on her shoulder and his eyes pleaded with desperation. "Do you understand me?" He said, quietly. She silently looked to her mother for an answer. And she nodded solemnly at her daughter. It made her wanted to cry. She was a big girl now... sure. But her entire life she lived with her parents, now they wanted to send her away! Despite it being with good intentions.
"I-I-I understand. F... daddy." She sniffles and rub at her eyes, trying hard not to let her tears spill out in front of her father. Why must she leave by herself? She told herself constantly that she's grown. But she knew that no matter where she goes, her mind will always scream to be in the presence of her parents and their guidance. What is she even going to do by herself out there?
"Come now, my child. Do not be afraid." He nudged her by the cheeks and she stared up at him with her teary eyes. He seemed to know what she was thinking, like always. And she can't help but smile slightly at that thought. "I swear my our family's name, that we will reunite once things calmed down and we all had evacuated..." She hang her head down in sadness and he lifted up her chin, a few seconds goes by as they both exchange looks in each other's eyes before he leaned in and gave her a kiss on her forehead, then to her nose, ending with one on her right cheek. "We'll send letters! You like writing, don't you? Send us letter!" Her eyes widen as he retreated, and he grinned at her bewildered look. "...You know, it's alright to cry. It's not wrong. You don't have to act tough in front of me anymore. My sweet baby girl." He opened his arms to her and she took a second to stared at the man standing in front of her before quickly jumped into his arms, sobbing out loud and crying all over his shirt.
She don't know why he is so kind to her now. Maybe the end is near, and maybe they all are going to die. Maybe he wanted to rekindle something thought long gone; if that was the case, then it was working. Because she felt like a ten year old, crying all over her father. Her sobs were mixed with that of her mother's happy but sad one and he held her tighter. She did too. She don't want to let go, she wanted for this moment to last forever. If she let go, she might lose him forever; she might lose herself, too. She clawed on the back of his shirt desperately, her sobs getting more hysterical by the minute. He swallowed hard in his throat, she could hear it with her head pressed against his chest, and he let out a shaky breath as he rub circles in her back, attempting to provide her some comfort. He didn't question her, just silently continued to pat her back like how you would to a small child. And it made her bawled even harder. His shirt was wet, and both of them hardly cared about it as her cries began to soften.
"...Your mother is going to miss you, you know. Give her some love?" He suggested as she sniffled and wiped her runny nose on the sleeve of her dress. It was...gross. But she was feeling elated, so it hardly mattered to her when she grinned happily and jumped into her mother's arms as she turned around.
"Mom... dad... Do I really have to go?" It's the morning after. She had already packed a whole pouch full of gold that are sure to guarantee her spending for at least a year. With her was some of her favorite books on wild herbs, her flute, and two outfits for a change of clothing. Some dry food was packed along, and it felt kinda heavy against her back. But she was fine. It didn't exceed fifty pounds. She was fine. The whole entire household and village was there to see her off... she don't know why. It embarrassed her a little. Thanks mom. Maybe she did help a lot of people, but it was only right to do so. She didn't expected anybody to genuinely, like, really appreciated or linger their thoughts on it. Her bag was less than fifty pounds, before half the villagers forced their own little "gifts"- -which is different variations of food that are likely to survive even a goddamn flood- -down in her bag. She decided against one bag, and carried another one that hang idly at her side. That helps a lot, and she was grateful for her ability to quickly process things.
"Alright now, your father was a sap yesterday, but he's probably turned into stone by now. Don't be like that, he might not tolerate it this time." Her mom winked at her, and she giggled when her dad mumbled something incoherently and crossed his arms in front of his chest with a pissed off and indignant look across his face. She shook her head at her parents and their own form of antics. Mom was very kind and soft, but she could put a leash on dad when she really wanted to. And dad... He was confusing. He was strict and stern, and very unforgiving and harsh when he was being serious. However, he was a total goof and a drama queen when mom began to goof off with him. She couldn't believe her eyes sometimes, yet she's here, listening to one of her mother's bad jokes about the possibilities of death out there in the wild... Personally, that one was really scary, why did she have to say it like that?! Alas, her father didn't have the same thoughts as he laughed out loud, adding further to her misery. It's been ten years, and as she finally began to leave the establishment they decided that it is time to relax and make horrible puns at each other. How quaint...
"...Anyway, remember to eat everyday, alright? Wosh-I mean wash yourself twice a day if you can. And remember to drink lots of water, it's good for your health. Also, clean your hands before you eat. Don't touch random gooey stuff! And-..." She was on one of her famous mother hen's speech again. And she smiled in adoration for the woman that loved her so. They didn't seemed to notice though, as the neighbors chattered lividly to them about the exciting things she will see on her journey, and she took a moment to ponder upon that.
What was she going to do, where is she going to go? Will the people out there could possibly be friendly to a child? She has the physique of an adult. But she was still young. And people don't know that. Her mentality is only recovering, and she wondered how well will she cope out there in the real world. Well... She told herself. It's bound to happen eventually, sooner or later. So maybe now would be a good time to try to handle herself out there. It's going to be scary... But she'll make it. The thought of taking her first step to adulthood filled her with determination, and she took a deep breath before quietly slipping herself out of the crowd. She hates sentimental situations. Because it fills her eyes with tears when it happens and she would like to avoid that. This time, this hour, she would like to make her way to the forest. The only thing separating her world from the rest. And with a deep breath, she took one last look at her beloved village. These house, these streets, the scents of grains and earthy trees... She'll miss it. Xiao Mei... the only real friend that she have... She'll miss her. She'll miss her grumpy neighbor with his constant yelling at the children in the streets. And most of all, she'll miss her parents. As her train of thought finishes, she caught two figure waving to her from afar.
It was her mother and father, hand in hands, proud but sad look in their eyes as they waved her goodbye. She shook her head, stopping herself from crying as she smiled and waved her hand back to them one more time. This is not goodbye, this will not be permanent. She'll come back into her parent's arms once everything had calmed down, once everything is safe. It was time for her to take that step.
And with that step, she was now in the forest.
A/N: Hello! I made this into a separate series instead. This will be her official journey, while I will divide the events that occurred after this in the story that you guys have read, the "Journey of Becoming a Champion." I will renamed it according to the arcs that they are in. The first arc will be, obviously, Ionia. And then there will be Shurima, then Zaun, and so on. Thank you for reading! I will be trying to keep things updated more frequently!
