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Enough boring talk. Let's begin, shall we?

Flame and Thunder

NOTE: "People talking"

"People's thoughts"

People talking by telepathy or dreaming

Chapter I: The newcomers

It was almost noon in the Institute of War. Summoners were spread across the large gardens, chatting, playing and doing other activities. Some champions were also there: Fizz was playing pranks to some summoners in the big fountain in front of the gates of the entrance; Ahri was surrounded by a cloud of fans -mostly males-, signing autographs. When the Sun reached its zenith, two figures covered by cowled robes that hid their faces entered the gardens through the gates, walking quietly towards the main building. One of them was about seven feet tall while the other had a child's height. The two individuals instantly caught the attention of Ahri and Fizz, as they could sense power in them. The strangers kept walking without stopping until they reached the entrance of the building. Ahri's lips curved into a little smirk, while Fizz lost his interest as fast as it had sparkled before.

The Great Hall was the largest hall in Runeterra: a room about sixty feet high and even wider. The two newcomers approached a large round wooden desk that sat in the middle of the room. An old human with a long white beard in a grey tunic was standing inside the counter in the shape of a circumference, his back turned to them as he was sorting papers inside some lockers. The strangers stopped at the counter and removed their cowls. The taller one was a young adult anthropomorphic wolf with slightly dark red fur and intense shining golden eyes. The shorter one was another anthropomorphic wolf, much younger and cub-like, and his fur color was a reddish brown. His eyes were emerald green, and gleamed with curiosity. The old man noticed their presence and turned around to face them. He scanned them with his tired but sharp eyes and then spoke politely.

"Greetings, strangers. Welcome to the Institute of War, how can I help you?"

"Greetings, sir. I am Marcus. I came with my brother Ethan." The bigger wolf said. His voice was somewhat deep pitched and remarkably silky.

"Hmmm..." the old man's face made a thoughtful expression. "Oh, yes, I remember your letter. You wish to become a champion in the League of Legends." He turned to the little wolf. "I assume you are Ethan, and since you possess some special capabilities, as your older brother told me, you want to be Marcus' summoner, is that correct?"

"Yes, sir." He muttered with his head lowered, just loud enough for the man to hear it.

"I am sorry, young master, but I am required to see proof of those skills in order to allow you to become a summoner and assign you your own room. It is the only way I can make an exception for an underage person. Since I have to take care of the paperwork of your brother's registration for now, you can stay in his new room until I contact you later today." Then, the receptionist gave them a key and indications to find Marcus' room before they left the Great Hall, heading upstairs.

Upon arriving to the second floor, they saw a long corridor to the right that had lots of doors aligned in both sides. Then the corridor continued outside the building and linked it with another one, like a bridge.

"Well, these are the summoners' rooms, and champions' rooms are there" Marcus said tilting his head slightly towards the other building. "Let's go and check out my room!" He said with a little excitement. His brother nodded and smiled.

While Marcus and Ethan walked through the corridor of the champion's building, his eyes met somebody's before walking past her. She let out a barely audible 'hmph' while drawing a smirk with her lips. The woman was a little shorter than him, her pale skin contrasted with her long black hair, gathered in a ponytail shaped like a string of bulbs. She wore glasses on top of her head, her ruby red eyes scanning him. She was wearing a dark greenish shirt and pants underneath a large red cape, tall brown boots and a pair of iron gauntlets. Marcus made sure to remember her face since she could be a champion, too.

They eventually arrived to the door of his room. It was a very simple room, but looked comfortable. The furniture consisted of a desk with four drawers on its left side and a desk chair, both under a wide window with plain white silk curtains. To the left of the desk was a bed -which Marcus eyed with anticipation due to being exhausted after the long trip- and to the right of the desk was a plain wooden closet and a full-length mirror. To their right was a door which led to the bathroom.

"Seems cozy enough to me." Marcus said with a content tone, then looked down at Ethan. "I hope yours won't be better than mine!" He stuck his tongue out.

"Hey!" The young wolf cried out, frowning up at his big brother.

The red wolf chuckled and petted Ethan's head. "I'm just kidding, boy. I actually hope they give you a better one. You deserve no less." He winked and smiled warmly. Ethan just stopped frowning and enjoyed the petting.

Marcus removed the robe he was wearing on top of his clothes and put it into the wardrobe, then approached the desk and saw a note written in a small piece of paper on it. Ethan sat on the bed. In short, the note welcomed him to the League of Legends and said that there was a welcome gift inside the first drawer of the desk. He opened it and found a sky blue sphere and another note next to it. "This is a Sight Sphere. It can be used to watch matches that are currently taking place in each of the fields of battle dedicated to the League. It also can give you information about the other champions."

"That looks useful and interesting but now this seemingly soft bed has caught all my attention." The red lupine said with a tired chuckle.

He placed the sphere on the desk and let his body lie on the surprisingly comfortable bed. He fell soon asleep along with Ethan, who had lied on a spot next to him.

Vayne's POV

(That afternoon)

I was sure the tall one was a new champion. I could sense some kind of power in him… Not sure about the short one. After I walked past those two beast-men in the corridor, I made my way downstairs to the hall of the champions' building, and then inside the Cantina. I joined my usual table where the girls were sitting and having coffee and tea. Miss Fortune was chatting and laughing loudly with Sivir, while Nidalee was listening to Ahri, who was probably telling her something uninteresting -judging by the look of boredom on Nidalee's face- as usual.

Everyone except Ahri stopped talking to say 'hello' for a second, and were about to resume their conversations, but since I stood there, they looked confused and Ahri shut up, waved at me and waited to know what was up.

"A mysterious stranger joined the League." I smirked.

I paused again, to enjoy their glares of impatience "Spit it out, come on!" Miss Fortune said a little annoyed. I continued.

"A race I've only read about in ancient Ionian books. A wolf-man with red fur and golden eyes. If I hadn't seen it myself I wouldn't have believed they existed." I said crossing my arms over my chest. They all looked at each other with curiosity. Ahri asked if he was hot and I rolled my eyes in exasperation.

Marcus' POV

Someone knocked the door of my room. Ethan also woke up stretching and whining. I got up and looked through the window to see the sky. The sun was beginning to set as the sky had a beautiful orange color, so I figured we slept at least six hours. More knocking at my door.

"I'm coming!" I said loudly walking towards the door.

When I opened it I saw the same old man that welcomed me and my brother at the hall. He bowed his face and spoke.

"Master Marcus, I shall let you know that your first practice match will take place in the Summoner's Rift tomorrow in the morning. I beg you to be there in time. You will have to head to the summoning room, where the rest of the champions and summoners will attend as well. It is located to the left of the reception desk we spoke at earlier today." He informed me with a tone of respect that I wasn't used to.

I nodded. "I will be there, thanks".

He spoke again "Speaking of which; Young master Ethan, the test for your summoning skills is ready. If you are so kind to follow me, please, we shall proceed."

Ethan yawned "Yes, sir. Bye, brother." He waved at me and I waved back. "Good luck, I know you don't need it though." I told him, which caused him to giggle. They left the room and I sat on my chair.

"Hmm, maybe I should check the Sight Sphere to learn about the other champions, it would be useful for my first match" I thought. The only thought of 'first match' made me shiver. I grabbed the blue sphere and began searching for information about the champions.

After a while, I began to feel sleepy, I was still tired and wasn't hungry at all, so I left the sphere on the desk and instead of going downstairs to have dinner, I laid down on the bed and fell asleep again quickly.

(The next day, early in the morning)

I woke up feeling full of energy and thought of Ethan, I assumed he'd passed his test since he didn't come back to sleep with me. Good, we were both installed at last.

I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. I saw the worry about the match in my eyes, I had to admit that. But my fluffy red tail was wagging from my excitement. I took a deep breath to try to pull myself together and thought of the immense amount of training I've done throughout my whole life. That helped calm myself down, if only just a bit. Eventually I headed downstairs to the Cantina; I learned from the Sight Sphere that it was the place destined for the champions to eat. Kind of like a cafeteria, but way larger.

When I entered the Cantina, it was almost empty. There were only three other people besides me. The bartender, who was endlessly cleaning an already clean glass mug with a dish towel, and the other two present were sitting at one edge of the bar, talking to each other in a low voice, so I couldn't hear what they said.

One of them was a small fish-like blue creature with big eyes and a wide mouth. It looked like he was teasing his partner. Said person was a middle-aged man with messy short black hair, a moustache and a beard and he was smoking a cigar.

I walked towards the counter and ordered a small sandwich for breakfast. After paying I immediately walked out of the Cantina while eating it quickly. It was the moment to meet my teammates at the summoning room, so I headed directly to the Great Hall.

The Great Hall was crowded at the moment, -I guess because matches usually start around this time everyday- but I made my way through the mass of people toward the summoning room.

It was a small room in a dim blue lighting. There were ten people besides me: five of them were sitting on a long stone bench to my left, and opposite of them were four people sitting on another stone bench. Next to those four people, closer to me, stood a short figure covered in a blue robe with a hood hiding their face. They all had noticed me and turned to look at me as I entered the room. They still couldn't see me clearly as I was far enough from the source of light: a small candle trapped inside a blue stained glass sphere that was magically floating in the middle of the room.

The person that was standing a few more steps to my right turned his head towards me and I could notice two gleaming emerald eyes staring at me. I recognized him immediately. I could feel that Ethan smiled under the blue hood, but he didn't move from his place. Then I took a step forward out of the darkness and the dim blue light revealed my body to the expectant people.

And jaws dropped.

I have a strong build. Muscled, but kept it athletic enough. I was wearing very simple clothing: a soft short brown leather vest, which was open showing my bare fuzzy muscled chest. The red color in the area of my abdomen was lighter. Hanging from my neck, a gold chain held an upside down ornate triangle made of gold with an emerald in the center. I inherited it from my father, who told me when I was a child that it was a magic charm which gives strength to its owner and protects them from the evil. I was also wearing shorts made of the same material than the vest. I always kept my lupine-like feet bare because they were strong and sturdy, so I had never had need for footwear. Finally, covering my hands and my forearms up to my elbows, a pair of soft brown leather gloves that had the tip of each finger cut so my fingertips could be free.

Then Ethan pulled back his cowl and ran towards me. I lifted him up in my chest and he put his arms around my neck, hiding his face into my chest fur.

"It's OK now, I'm here. Just calm down" I muttered in a warm tone. He whimpered softly.

"I have been worried all this time that we couldn't make it here or have a place to live in… I'm so relieved." He murmured so only I could hear him. I smiled and caressed the top of his head gently.

"I was worried just like you, little champ, but you can see we did make it and things are finally going to get better for us from now on!" I whispered back before putting him down on the floor. Then I realized that we weren't alone, which made me feel a little embarrassed, and I lifted my head to scan the faces that were scanning us as well.

The five champions sitting to the left were looking at me with different types of looks, but all had a curiosity look in common. I could recognize all of them because I watched their profiles in the sight sphere yesterday. They were Miss Fortune, Karma, Olaf, Viktor and finally Trundle.

I could recognize three of the four champions in what I supposed was my team: Vayne, was the woman that I saw walking through the corridor yesterday; next to her sat Shen and Caitlyn. And the last champion still had his mouth opened: he was a big polar bear with armor, his electric blue eyes met mine. We held eye contact until a few seconds later he seemed to snap back into reality and he swiftly put his gaze on the floor. I was confused. Did I have something in between my teeth?

Finally, Miss Fortune spoke "Well, well, well, what do we have here? What are your names, newcomers?" she asked, smirking.

"I'm Marcus, the Blazing Heart, a pleasure to meet you all. He's my younger brother, Ethan." I introduced us.

"Greetings. A pleasure to meet your acquaintance..." Ethan barely muttered, a quite embarrassed.

"D'awww, he's such a cute little cub! It's so adorable!" Miss Fortune commented. Karma let out a soft chuckle.

Ethan was blushing, but he tried to look serious and spoke proudly "I am not a cub, I'm fourteen!" Then he looked down and muttered "I'm just not as tall as I should be..." He looked up again at the woman. "...and if you keep annoying me, my brother will knock you out in a second, loser!" he said with a challenging confident grin.

"What am I going to do with him?"I sighed in my thoughts.

Miss Fortune and Vayne giggled at the comment "Don't get too cocky, Ethan" said the amused Bounty Hunter. "You've just arrived here and haven't seen anything yet." She smirked, confidence in her voice.

Vayne's POV

Then the rest of the summoners started entering the room and everyone went silent, Marcus sat down next to Volibear -I think I could see the bear sitting up nervously in his own seat, but maybe it was just my imagination-, Ethan put his cowl over his head and stood by Marcus side, facing the other team. "Wait, there are nine summoners, five by their team's side and by our side there's my summoner, Shen's, Caitlyn's and Volibear's. Where's Marcus' summoner?" I thought. I saw Marcus patting Ethan's shoulder and he took a step forward next to the rest of our summoners. I couldn't believe my eyes. "Could this kid be a summoner? He's under aged, there's no way the League would allow that."

When all the summoners were in their positions, the announcer walked in and stood in the middle of the summoners. Then she spoke in a calm voice:

"The practice match is about to begin. As per usual, I am going to call the champions and they will approach to their respective summoners to be sent to the Summoner's Rift." She made a short pause, then continued. "Marcus, the Blazing Heart." She glared at the red wolf.

Marcus stood and my previous doubts were cleared up. He took a step towards his younger brother, who extended a paw which Marcus took looking into Ethan's eyes. Then Marcus dissipated in a thick blue cloud of smoke and light. Then everyone else, one by one.

Each team member was summoned at the base of each side. "Okay everyone," I spoke in a firm tone, "as this is the first match for Marcus, he will go to the top lane along with Shen" They stared at each other and nodded "Volibear, can you go to the jungle?" He nodded without saying a word. I turned to my right to face the sheriff of Piltover. "Caitlyn, can you handle bottom lane?" I asked her. "I will handle mid lane."

"No problem." She replied in a confident tone.

"Okay, oh, and Marcus, this match will be also useful to figure out which role suits you best." He nodded. "Alright then, let's move." And then all of us headed to our respective lanes.

END OF CHAPTER ONE