An Angel's Thief.

Chapter 1: Oliver

~ Outskirts of Piltover. 300 years ago

''You little bastard! How many times do your mother and I have to tell you? No playing around with your powers!'' I felt a fist connect with my jaw. ''It's already bad enough that you're friends with that thing, and now this? Stop trying to develop powers!'' Hank, my adoptive father said raising his hand again, ready to beat me.

''I just *pant* want to be able *pant* to help people.'' I said wiping away a bit of blood running down from my nose. ''Why won't you *pant* just let me have this one thing? *pant*'' I asked out of breath.

''Oliver I swear to god! One of these days the town is going to find out! And we'll have all the people at our doorstep, ready for a goddamned witch hunt! Do you understand?'' He asked, throwing me to the floor of my room. ''Helping with such power is for the weak, people need to be ruled! By fear!'' Hank said, taking out the artifact my real father had created, from its holster box on his belt and fired it at a book on my bed.

The huge bolt embedded itself into one of my favorite books. The bolt began to glow green and dissolve into the item as the corruption of the artifact started to eat away at the book, like a corrosion dissolving metal. I quickly grabbed the remains of the book before the corruption could finish dissolving it completely.

''Ofcourse, once I get the hang of the backfire of using The Rose.'' Hank said rubbing his hand, which looked like it was being affected by the artifacts magical corruption aswell. ''And one more thing. No more using your powers, even if it could save a life, you will not use it, you understand? Or else.'' Hank threatened, cracking his knuckles in the process.

As Hank closed the door behind him, I sat down on my bed with the remaining pages of my once favorite book in the whole world, 'The wonders of Runeterra.'

I can't believe he'd so something like this… Why… why would he destroy something I hold dear… Just to prove a point? He made it clear after the first punch… I looked through the remaining corroded pages. Come on, it has to be here… I looked at a couple of the pages, Noxian generals, dragons, the Freljordian war, Frostguard, Shadow Isles, undead lords… YES! I took the page I was looking for from the stack of nearly destroyed pages. The page showed a giant white titan, the legendary colossus of Demacia. What would you do in a situation like this? Oh what I would give to be half the hero you are Galio. Running into battle headfirst, rushing in fearless and bold…

One day I will stand up to him and show him that I can be a hero…

~ Natural Museum of Piltover. Current time.

''Oli? Ooooooooooooooooli? You there?'' A voice asked knocking me out of my daydream. While shaking my head, trying to get my head back in the game, the voice asked another question. ''Were you daydreaming again?''

''My bad Samantha, this heist has got me all fired up.'' I said, putting a finger on the earpiece, activating voice recording. ''Stealing back my heritage from these pricks just seems right, the idea of taking such a dangerous artifact just hypes me up that's all.'' I explained quickly.

''One: Call me Sam, not Samantha. Two: Are you sure you want to pull this off on the first day of the exhibition? Security is tight, hell ninety percent of the PCPD is guarding this exhibition.'' Sam asked a bit hurried.

''I'm sure we'll be able to pull it off, I've pulled off way bigger things solo anyway. Hell maybe this heist will finally give me the recognitions as the 'Master Thief of Piltover.'' I said excited.

''If you say so Oliver… Just make sure you don't get caught sneaking in those disruption runes.'' Sam said for the third time this heist. ''I didn't spend three days creating them for nothing.'' Sam said with a worried tone.

''I'll be honest with you Sam, I truly despise magic, but it's the only way to overload hextech. So it's the only way I'm going to distract Piltover's finest.'' I said letting out a sigh.

''Funny you mention them, that's another key problem you're glancing over. How are you going to deal with Miss Smash your face in? Not to mention, even if you manage to get away from her, there's still going to be a bullet in the back of your head…'' Sam said a bit anxious.

''Are you seriously worried about the sheriff with that ridiculous hat and her pink haired guard dog? Really? I've outsmarted those two many times before and I'm ready to do it again if I have to. I said with a cocky smile.

''If you say so.'' Sam said. ''Just contact me when you're ready.''

I daydreamed a bit more in line to enter the museum and inspected a sign that showed off the new and great exhibition approved by the Institute of War: 'The deadliest Rose of Runeterra.' Tsk, I can't believe the Institute got a hold of The Rose, after all the trouble Hank went through to get it in his possession, he lets it fall into the hands of these idiots, pathetic.

''Sir can I see your ticket and check your bag? You've been randomly selected.'' A guard explained while gently pulling me aside. I gave the guy my bag and took the ticket for the exhibition from my pocket.

''Here ya go, bud. I'm pretty sure that all I have in my bag are my wallet, bottle of water and an antique box I bought today.'' I lied, giving the guard a bright smile.

''Yeah listen up, I'm sorry about this but I have to confiscate this water. The museum owner doesn't like it when beverages are smuggled in.'' The guard said taking the bottle of water out of the bag and showed it to me. Next he looked at the wooden box and opened it, revealing nothing inside.

''Oh no problem, If I'd known I wouldn't have bought it for today.'' I said, playing dumb. ''You know what? Since it's such a warm day, you take the water.'' I said giving the guard a smile.

''Well… thanks sir. And thank you for cooperating. Have a nice day and enjoy the exhibition.'' The guard said, letting me pass him into the museum.

Sucker…

I walked a bit further into the museum, inspecting what I'd be dealing with once things would go down. So the sheriff has her personal sniper nest set up upstairs, that must mean the upper floor is closer off, her little doggo is nowhere to be found... Multiple guards posted around the artifact and at all entrances and exits… This won't be as hard as I imagined.

''Sam how long do these runes last for?'' I asked her, already calculating possible outcomes so I'd always have a way out.

''The runes only work once. The effect will cause an explosion on the other side of the museum and will draw most guards away from The Rose… hopefully.'' Sam explained how her runes worked. ''That should give you a window of atleast five minutes to steal the artifact and sneak out during the chaos created by the destruction. Just make sure to scream that you saw Jinx, that'll get Piltover's finest all fired up.'' Sam explained.

''Ok time to get a move on, if there's any complications, I'll radio back in. If all goes right and I get out of here with the artifact, we'll meet up at the place you chose. I'll pay you the other half of the money and we go our separate ways like we've never seen eachother before. Got it?'' I ran her through the plan one more time, just to make sure.

''Got it. Take care Oli…'' Sam said before ending the call from her side.

Alright time to get to work…

I trailed off into the exhibition room. The Rose was in the middle of the room, protected by a glass cover and four guards stationed around it. Not really the protection I was expecting but whatever. It seems easy enough. I walked pass the glass cover, pretending to examine The Rose like everyone else. Instead I was wondering if I should use a tool to cut the glass or not. I'm not one for taking unnecessary risks, I suppose I'll have to get my claw dirty.

I gave one of the guards a friendly nod as I walked pass him. Now to find the security room. If I'm correct it should be riiiiight… ''Here!'' I said to myself with a smirk as I opened the door revealing a room filled with hextech reactors and meters. I didn't completely close the door behind me, that way I'd have a way out in case the door had an automatic lock. In Piltover you can never be too sure, it's called the city of progress for a reason after all.

I squatted down searching for the right hextech reactor to overload. 1-C, 2-C, 3-C! this is the one… I took out a small white mask and put it over my eyes before putting on a leather glove over my right hand and a silver claw over my left hand. Better not leave any fingerprints or be recognizable, that would be a problem.

I took out one of the runes Sam had created to overload the hextech in the other wing of the museum. The overload should be strong enough to simulate one of that lunatic's attacks. I just need to yell a bit, create some more panic and voila, Piltover's finest is out of my way. I quickly closed the hidden section of the bag, hiding the remaining overload runes and got ready to plant.

''Sir, you shouldn't be around here. This is the reactor room are you lost?'' A guard walked up behind me, putting his hand on my shoulder. Crap… Time to improvise.

''Please don't interrupt me when I'm inspecting the hextech reactors for any flaws. Didn't your superior inform you that I'd be inspecting today?'' I lied, pretending to be in a hurry.

''Sir, The inspection was more than a month ago, not to mention that a hextech specialist doesn't wear an armored gauntlet... I'm going to have to ask you to come with me.'' He gripping my leather jacket a bit tighter. Oh well, it was worth a try.

I grabbed the guards hand with my own and flung him over my shoulder. The power behind the throw must have surprised the guard because he all he did afterwards was stare at me wide-eyed. ''Such a shame that you had to interrupt me during my job.'' I said with a smile as I knocked him out with a powerful punch to the face.

After the punch I held my hand with my armored hand, cringing in pain. Note to self: Punch with the claw not the other hand. After a moment I picked up the rune I dropped when I threw the guard over my shoulder and put it securely inbetween the pipes of the hextech reactor. That should to the trick.

I took off the white mask and snuck out of the room, locking it behind me so that the guard couldn't call for help. As I walked back into the room that housed The Rose, I called Sam with the earpiece, waiting on a response from Sam.

''You ready to overload the runes?'' I whispered as two police officers passed me.

''Sure am. Just say when.'' Sam confirmed. ''Make sure you're far enough away from the blast when the hextech overloads, it creates quiet the explosion.''

''It's not lethal is it? I don't want to be known for making civilian casualties.'' I said shocked. Why didn't she tell me sooner that the overload could be harmful!?

''Don't worry, it's just as harmful as a taser shot. It'll just make the drop to their knees. The explosion will come from the hextech lighting, that part will create a hole in the roof though. Just make sure you aren't in that room when shit goes down and you'll be fine, Oli.'' Sam said laughing over the line.

''Very funny Samantha, but I mean it. If there is as much as one casualty in the police report, you're not getting payed.'' I said taking a peek into the exhibition room. ''Ugh, I'm wasting precious time, just overload the runes so I can do my part.''

''Fine Mr. no casualties, I'll make sure to not cause a giant explosion.'' Sam joked before getting off the line. If only I didn't need magic runes for this to work…

Within seconds of Sam overloading her runes, a loud explosion could be heard coming from the west wing of the museum, screams of terror and fear could be heard coming from the wing. ''IT'S THE GUNCRAZY LUNATIC! EVERYONE RUN!'' I yelled, faking my fear and dropping to my knees, faking a faint. My yelling seemed to have effect as the people in the exhibition room began to run in fear, looking for the nearest exit as three of the four guards ran pass my collapsed form, to help out injured civilians.

''Sir! Are you ok? Please say something?'' The fourth guard said as he ran up to me, trying to help me back up from the ground. ''Is there anything I can do?'' The guard asked as he pulled me up. I dug one of the armored fingers of the claw into his hand, catching him by surprise. ''What the-'' The guard said getting back up, alerted before falling backwards, paralyzed. His eyes never leaving me as his body twitched lightly.

''Guardian Sea jellyfish poison. Don't even bother trying to get back up. The surprise of being stung is enough to trigger paralysis for atleast twenty minutes.'' I said with a smirk, putting my mask back on and put on the hood of my jacket.

I walked over to display, cutting the rope that kept people from touching it in half with one armored finger. ''Now let's see… Good thing I always bring you my dear.'' I whispered to the claw which covered my hand, giving it a quick peck before trailing my finger over the glass, creating a large enough hole to pick The Rose from its display.

''Aaaaaand opeeeeen'' I said pushing against the circle I made in the glass, making it fall into the display, shattering it. ''It's good to see you again.'' I started talking to The Rose as I felt it's rough design between my fingers. ''We're going to have to trim you around the edges a bit.'' I said feeling its rough design.

''Oliver you're running out of time, you need to move now! The silent alarm has been triggered already! The guards are going to be on edge now!'' Sam yelled through the earpiece.

''Right, the silent alarm, no time to waste. I'll disappear in the chaos, no problem.'' I said taking out the antique box and safely putting The Rose into it. I fixed the box on the right side of my belt and walked into the running crowd while carrying the guard I had paralyzed, supporting his weight.

''What happened?'' A guard at the emergency exit asked as I approached it with his colleague.

''I-I-I don't know, he just collapsed I have to get him to safety!'' I faked my panic. The other guard seemed to buy it and took the paralyzed guard from me.

''Hurry up and get going sir, I'll take care of my colleague, you've done your good deed for the day.'' The guard said with a smile.

That idiot didn't even notice the box I'm carrying on my belt. Greatest thief in all of Piltover coming through.

''Sam are you there?'' I accidently pressed the wrong button on the earpiece and joined a different channel, listening in on a different conversation.

''Like I said ma'am he's taking the emergency exit! You should have a clear shot from where you're at right now!'' Sam called out to the other person on the line. I quickly changed back to the original frequency and started talking, signaling her I needed something, although I knew enough already.

''Sam! Where do I go from he-'' My sentence was interrupted by a special kind of alarm going off, hidden on the outside of the museum. ''The anti-theft alarms! Dammit!'' I said slapping myself in the face.

''You stop!'' A female voice with a heavy accent yelled from inside the museum. If it wasn't for my sharp reflexes I might have lost a kneecap. I quickly sidestepped a bullet from a rifle and started to zigzag through the crowd of scared people in the streets. Goddamn tea sipper nearly shot my damn leg off!

''Didn't you hear cupcake!? STOP!'' The other half of Piltover's finest roared excited as she stopped in front of me, blocking my escape route while cracking her giant gauntlets knuckles in excitement. I didn't hesitate for a second and ran straight at her, making her smirk. ''That's it! RESIST ARREST!'' She yelled pulling back one of her gauntlets before launching herself towards me, ready to plant the gauntlet into my face.

''Nope! Not today Pinky!'' I said jumping at the perfect moment, putting a foot into Vi's back and using her as a landing pad before pushing her to the ground while lifting myself back into the air, dodging her attack as a bullet flew pass my leg. Shit! I'm a sitting duck in the air! Waiting to be shot down like a clay pigeon!

Out of panic, I turned around in mid-air and noticed the flash coming from a rifle's muzzle as a bullet was being fired from inside the museum. Dammit, I hate having to use my magic in a hurry…

With my left hand I teared open a greyish portal in front of me, just in time for the fired bullet to fly into a different dimension. Due to my twisting and turning in the air, I lost balance and fell into the crowded street as people began to make way for Vi. Well atleast there's a ton of people forming a human shield, protecting me from the sheriff.

''Hey scumbag! Didn't you hear me the first time? HALT!'' Vi yelled making her way through the crowd, getting ready to run me down again. The moment she set her eyes on me she pulled back one of her gauntlets again and started to charged me again. Sigh, when will she learn… I opened up another tear, this one big enough for me to pass through and stepped into it, giving the pinkette a smile and a wave. ''Better luck next time Pinky!'' I laughed as I noticed Vi getting closer to the tear and closed it.

''Hmmm, now let's see… This looks like a nice spot to step out of…''

A random portal opened in an alleyway somewhere around Piltover, dropping me and my bag to the ground. I should really work on my landing. I opened the antique box with The Rose in it, carefully inspecting the artifact. It's eerie green glow was almost hypnotic, like the artifact was calling out to be used. I almost felt tempted. I snapped out of the trance and quickly put The Rose back into its coffin as my father used to call it. A fitting name for a tool as deadly as this.

I walked out of the alleyway and snuck a quick glance, hoping there wasn't any police around to search for me. Looks clear to me. I was about to take a step out of the alley, when I realized I was still wearing my heist gear. Better get rid of this evidence first. I took off the grey jacket and the hoodie underneath it as I opened a tear and threw them into it, next I took off my sneakers and threw those in aswell.

And now for the big switcheroo. I closed the tear to where ever I send my clothes probably somewhere in the Freljord, and opened another tear. This time I focused on my wardrobe at my penthouse and baddabing baddaboom, I could grab anything from my wardrobe. I took out my collared shirt, my casual black coat and my fancy shoes. ''Ah, that's better.'' I muttered to myself before stopping myself one more time. ''wouldn't want to get recognized wearing you three now would I?'' I said chuckling lightly before taking off my white mask, leather glove and silver claw, putting all three in my wardrobe before closing the tear. ''Now to deal with the corrupted cop.'' I said walking home with the antique box underneath my arm.

~ Piltover, Zaun border, The crossroad bar. 3 hours later.

''In other news, the Natural Museum of Piltover was robbed today after a suspected attack by the well-known criminal Jinx. The sheriff of Piltover and her deputy have yet to make a statement on the robbery.'' The high pitch voice from the Yordle reporter said explaining the situation as the voice could be heard coming from the TV hanging inside the Zaunite bar.

I sat at the bar waiting on Samantha to sit next to me. I could feel the eyes of multiple crooks in the bar stab me with malicious intent. I can't really blame them, crooks are always drawn to large sums of cash even if it's hidden from plain sight. I rested my hand on the silver case filled with cash, which was meant for Samantha. Not that she's going to get it though, double crossing me is the biggest mistake she ever made.

''Hey.'' A woman said sitting herself next to me. I looked over to the source to see if it was her.

''About time you showed up.'' I said readjusting the hood of my attire. I had decided that it would be a better idea to wear my actual 'Master Thief' attire. Most of my body was hidden underneath my hooded trench coat decorated with Vestaya feathers on tip of the cloak and hood.

Samantha had never seen my face, and after the revelation a couple of hours ago I was glad she didn't, a corrupt cop keeping money from her superiors that she made off of her undercover job knowing my face? Now that would be a problem for sure. She might be corrupt but she's still a cop.

''What's that supposed to mean? It's half pass ten, just like we agreed on.'' Sam said, signaling the barkeeper for a drink.

''We agreed on ten, not half pass. What took you so long? Ran into some cops?'' I said grinning underneath my hood.

''I'm just trying to avoid raising suspicion and avoiding trouble, nothing special.'' She said taking a sip of her wine. ''Now… Oliver, about us.'' Samantha said scooting her barstool a bit closer to mine.

''What about us? After I give you this case with money, I'm out of here and I'll move on to the next job and I advise you to do the same.'' I said readjusting my hood again, making sure to cover a bit more of my face.

''I've been thinking, how about you keep the money and take me instead?'' Sam said rubbing her hand over my clawed hand. ''Oh wow, you're wearing that thing right now?'' She asked, surprised by the cold metal. ''I like a man in uniform.'' She said giving me a seductive look.

''You know what really turns me off about woman?'' I asked making her suspicion rise. ''When she pretends to be someone she isn't, like a undercover cop.''

''Oh Oliver, I don't know how you found out but this truly is a shame. I meant what I was saying about us spending the night.'' Sam explained, supporting her head with her hand. ''You know we still have a few minutes before the PCPD storm this place, so how about you use that gift you used this afternoon and get us out of here.'' Sam said pulling her gun from its holster, pointing it at me from underneath the bar.

''How about I do that, but not take you with me. How does that sound, sugartits?'' I said grinning as if there wasn't a gun aimed at me.

''You seem awfully calm for someone being held at gunpoint.'' Sam said confused.

''Meh, you know how it goes. As a vigilante you get guns pointed at you a lot.'' I said locking the silver case with money inside. ''It really loses its touch after being shot at multiple times.''

''You're a thief, not a hero.'' Sam said annoyed. ''Now how about you show off that artifact you stole from The Institute before you get locked away for the rest of your life, hmmm?'' Sam said pushing her gun into my coat, pushing it until I felt it pressing into my side.

I took the locket antique box from my belt and put it on the counter of the bar, inbetween us. I could feel a few of the Zaunite crooks behind us move a bit closer to the edge of their seats, hoping to catch a glance at the insides of the box.

A little bit of green smoke came out of the box, surprising Sam, making her push the gun into my ribs. ''Don't you dare try anything funny, I will pull the trigger.'' She warned me.

''I wouldn't dare.'' I said with a smirk. Opening the box, revealing the artifact. ''There, my heritage, The Rose of Corruption, the deadliest rose in Runeterra.'' I said showing off its rough design.

''Your heritage? This thing has been locked in the Institute of War's vault for decades.'' Sam said skeptical. ''This thing is more than three hundred years old. What kind of connection could you possibly have to this thing?''

''That's none of your concern.'' I said putting The Rose back in the box. ''So how long do we have to keep this play up? When are your cop friends coming? I'm getting bored.'' I said playing with a coin between my fingers.

''Any minute now.'' Sam said. ''You'll get locked away for goo-'' I cut her off as I 'accidently' dropped the coin, getting up, pretending to pick it up again. ''Oliver I swear to god, if this is a trick I will pull the trigger.'' Sam said, quickly hiding her gun from plain sight.

''I know, I just picking up my lucky gold piece.'' I said, but instead of picking it up I threw the coin into the middle of the bar. ''There's about two thousand gold pieces in the silver case boys!'' I yelled as the coin exploded creating a smokescreen.

''Dammit!'' I heard Sam yell out of suprise as I blocked the butt of her gun and threw her off balance and grabbing the antique box, fixing it to my belt before running off towards a window of the bar.

''Get him! He's getting away!'' I heard another Piltover officer say as they ran into the smoke screen inside the bar.

I jumped through a window, shattering it and running into the alleyway near the bar, using the darkness of the alley to try and make my clothing blend in.

Suckers…

*click* ''Goddammit'' I said slowly turning around with my hands up. ''You got me, Samantha.''

''You're damn right I did, I'm not letting you get away after almost three months of planning.'' She said aiming her gun at me.

''You know, only one of us is going to walk away from this alley.'' I said trying to come up with a plan on what to do.

''Don't get cocky, I know your every move.'' Sam said with venom in her voice. ''Make one move and I'll but a bullet in your legs.'' She said adjusting her gun, readying to fire.

As she fired her gun, I swiftly jumped forward, dodging the bullet and pulling The Rose from the box. Pulling the trigger as I landed on the ground. The large black needle like projectile from the weapon dug itself into Sam's shoulder, pushing her to the ground. I readied myself for the backfire from The Rose's corruption, which never came. ''Interesting.'' I said inspecting my weapon.

''AAAAGH!, MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE!'' Sam said twisting and turning in pain on the ground as she tried pulling out the thorn, making the wound worse. ''PLEASE OLIVER! KILL ME! AAAAAH!''

I walked over Sam who was crying out in pain, rolling around in her own blood. ''No, that's something a murderer would do, I'll make sure you're going to be fine.'' I said as I tried to stop the corruption from eating her alive. My tries seemed to work as Sam began to calm down.

''You're nothing more than a no good thief, stealing to make a living.'' She said through gritted teeth as she tried grabbing her gun from the ground. I kicked the gun out of reach and crouched over her.

''If you really did your research on me you would have known that I only steal from the corrupt, exposing them for their crimes before giving back to the people what they stole.'' I said pulling out the needle from her shoulder before it could dissolve, dropping it to the ground. ''Ah and no need to thank me for stopping the corruption from spreading.'' I said before opening a tear and stepping into it as I heard footsteps get closer. ''Adieu mon ami, as they would say in some parts of Demacia.'' I said closing the tear.

After escaping the police I decided it was time to look for a new target, after planning to steal The Rose and succeeding, it was time to move on. Piltover has enough corrupt anyway.

''Ugh, I can't believe I forgot the case of money.'' I slapped myself in the face, realizing how much gold I just lost to the police. ''That's two thousand gold down the drain.'' I muttered as a woman in skin jeans and a red hoody ran into me. ''Hey! Watch it.'' I said getting back up from the ground.

The woman looked behind her, in panic. As she did, the hood of her hoodie flew off, making her long blonde hair fall over her shoulders. I looked in awe as she looked at me and said something. I couldn't understand her as I was full on staring at her beautiful green eyes. She began shaking me around, knocking some sense into me, making it clearer what she was yelling.

''You got to help me! They'll catch me and-'' Her voice was cut off as an extremely large man grabbing her by the middle with one hand and took her into a dark alley near us, a smaller man dressed in a suit walking with a cane followed him into the alley. ''Help-!'' The woman managed before her mouth was covered by a finger from the huge man.

I quickly got up and walked after the two men. Muffled screams and yelling could be heard coming from the alleyway. As I walked up to the alley I saw the woman being held down by the near giant of the two men as the other tried to force something into her mouth. ''Gentleman, quick question.'' I said, making them turn their heads in confusion. ''What do you think you're doing to this angel of a woman?'' I said casually walking forward.

''Can't you see we're busy here? We ain't got no time for your questions.'' The smaller man said, putting away the drug he was trying to feed the woman before walking towards me, pulling a knife from his cane.

''I was just going to ask directions.'' I said avoiding a stab from the knife before kicking the man in the stomach sending him flying through the alley and making him drop the knife. ''But now, I'm interested in what's going on here.'' I said raising my hands defensively.

''You want interesting? Let's do just that! Lobo! Get him!'' The smaller man yelled, jumping up and down in rage while yelling his commands. The huge man dropped the woman and sluggishly walked towards me. He pulled up his arm surprisingly fast and slammed it into the ground where I stood a second ago.

''Are you kidding me!? What are you feeding this thing, magic elixirs!?'' I said falling out of a tear above the giant, kicking him in the head.

Unphased by the kick to the head, Lobo grabbed a hold of my leg and without effort he threw me into a few trashcans on the edge of the alley. ''Ugh, seriously! What is that thing?'' I said shaking my head.

''Lobo is my personal bodyguard from Zaun!'' The smaller man said cowering behind his giant bodyguard. ''A genetically perfected giant, who only listens to my commands.''

''Hmmm, let's see how your bodyguard handles this!'' I said trying to pull out The Rose from its antique box, before noticing it was missing. ''Wha- Where!?'' I asked in confusion as Lobo grabbed my surprised form and held me in his giant hand, before moving me closer to the small man's face. For the first time I could see his face up close. This guy was the definition of ugly, a disgusting mole on his way to big nose, one of his eyes was replaced with a hextech one and his teeth sharp almost like those of an animal.

''Looking for this?'' The smaller man said holding the antique box before looking inside it, his eyes growing wide in surprise. ''You know, I read this thing was stolen a couple of hours ago, would be a shame if you lost it so quickly.'' He said, recomposing himself from his surprise.

''Before you harm yourself using that artifact, let me ask… Who are you?'' I asked giving up on struggling my way out of Lobo's grasp. ''You know so I know who killed me.''

''You believe in the black mist? Ha! What a joke!'' The small man said laughing. ''Not even The Spear of Vengeance could harm me! As long as I have Lobo here around.'' He explained, patting Lobo's absurdly giant hand, which was still holding me. ''The names Oswald Goldheart, the leader of the Piltover/Zaunite border gang, but I think you already figured that out. Looks like I found a new target.

Goldheart took The Rose out of the antique box and inspected it as he threw the antique box to the ground. ''A fine piece of craftsmanship if I say so myself, I don't think you know how dangerous this weapon is.'' He pressed The Rose against my forehead. ''But what does a thief like you care? It's all about money anyway.''

''Please you don't know what you're doing! Whatever you do don't pull that tri-AAAAGH!'' I yelled as Lobo started to crush me within his grip.

''You'd like that won't you?'' Goldheart said pulling the trigger. As I warned him again, The Rose backfired, stinging in his hand with small spikes growing out of handle almost like a set of thorns sticking out of the handle. ''AAAAH!'' The small man said dropping the artifact, holding his hand in pain.

''That's my cue.'' I said stinging Lobo with my metal claw, making him drop me as the poison in the nails started to take effect on his hand. I rolled onto the ground and grabbed The Rose from the small man.

''You see, you can't use it without it's permission.'' I said twirling the artifact around. ''I'm kind of related to the maker so, yeah permission for days.'' I said picking up the antique box and fixing it to my belt, where it belonged. ''You might want to get that checked out, I'm sure you Zaunites have a cure for it.'' I said as the small man got carried by his giant bodyguard, who started to run out of the alley.

''This isn't over! We will meet again! And I will have you killed!'' I heard Goldheart yell as he was carried by Lobo.

After the two left the alley, I collapsed next to the woman, letting out a groan in pain. ''You ok?'' I asked the woman, not meeting her face as I rested my head against the wall of the alley. ''Hey! I asked you a question, I think I earned atleast one answer.'' I said, slowly turning my head to look at the woman. ''You've got to be kidding me.'' I said letting out a sigh as I looked at the unconscious form the woman sitting next to me.

~ Piltover High-end apartment complex, penthouse.

I sat in my living room, my coat and gear all over the place, except for The Rose which lay secure on the coffee table in the living room. I winched as I sat down on the couch, giving myself a moment of rest before I would have to start bandaging my sides up. I was exhausted, not only did I have to walk almost two miles to get home but I had to carry the unconscious woman aswell, into my home, with atleast four broken ribs.

After trying to catch my breath, which is hard because of my injuries, I got ready to fix myself up. Grabbing a medical kit from my hidden room where I stashed away most of my 'Master Thief' gadgets and tools, preparing myself for the hell that was going to be bandaging myself. My hands where shaking as I grabbed the rolled up bandages and accidently dropped them. ''Dammit.'' I huffed in pain, trying to get a hold of the fallen bandages.

*CRACK*

I quickly turned to the sound of something falling to the ground, coming from my bedroom. ''She must have woken up.'' I muttered as the bedroom door flung open and the blonde woman from a few hours ago walked out, looking slightly different than before. (Just slightly though, nothing serious… very subtle if I say so myself.)

''Where am I!?'' She asked walking up to me. ''Answer me!'' She demanded angrily, her hands glowing with red magic.

''I-I-I… am at a loss of words.'' I said crossing my arms, inspecting her body, mostly her brilliantly kept wings. ''You're an angel?'' I asked amazed. ''Have I seen you before?''

''What gave it away?'' She asked sarcastically, mimicking me by crossing her arms. ''Who are you anyway?''

''Oliver, pleased to meet you, miss?'' I asked raising my hand to shake hers, instantly regretting my decision as my ribs began hurting like hell.

''Wait you're that idiot I ran into!'' The woman said, a small smile creeping onto her face. ''You helped me… why? For all you know I'm nothing but trouble.''

''Heh, what can I say? I'm a sucker people in need of help, especially pretty woman.'' I said walking over to the couch, throwing myself down onto it. I looked at the angel standing in my living room, motioning her to come sit with me. ''So are you going to tell me who you are or not?''

''I have nothing to tell you.'' The woman said massaging her temples with one hand, before stumbling towards the couch, sitting herself down aswell. ''But I'm not going to refuse an offer to rest.'' She said taking a closer look at my ribs.

''What are you doing?'' I asked the angel as she inspected my ribs. ''No! Don't touch that!'' I tried to stop the angel but she just slapped my hands away before carefully touching my body with her hands.

The feeling of her bare, warm hands on the cold flesh of my side felt amazing, almost magical. She motioned me to turn around, I complied and she began touching the other side aswell. After a brief moment of massaging she suddenly stopped.

''There, that should help with your broken ribs.'' She said getting up and sitting herself down on a different seat in the room, as far away from me as she could. ''An angel's blessing can heal a lot of injuries, see it as a token of gratitude, Mr. Oliver.''

''Aha! Now I know why you look so familiar! You're a champion! One of those suckers that made themselves into playthings for those summoners!'' I said while trying out my newly healed ribs. ''Who were you again? Morgana right?''

''Wha- How dare you call me that! My name is Kayle! Morgana is a fallen angel! Banished by the justicars!'' Kayle snapped at me. ''And she's my sister.'' Kayle said looking away in shame.

''Oh right, sorry. I haven't really been around for that long, your kind preferred to not show itself back when I was a child.'' I said sitting down on the couch again, my eyes glued to Kayle.

''What is that supposed to mean? You can't be older than twenty eight.'' Kayle asked skeptical.

''Heh, you're on to talk, you don't look a year over twenty five.'' I said cheekily complimenting Kayle's looks. ''Well for human standards that is, I'm not sure if it comes close to angel standards.''

''That would be weird for angelic standards indeed.'' Kayle said hiding her smile behind her hand. ''But what did you mean by not being around for too long?'' Kayle inquired, seeming rather interested in my story.

''Tell me yours, I'll tell you mine.'' I said relaxing on the couch with a toothy grin. ''Don't deny that you're interested, you've seen what I can do. Not to mention that if you work with The Institute of War, you know what this artifact is capable off.''

''You're lucky that I haven't fully recovered yet.'' Kayle said looking away shyly. ''Fine, we'll have it your way, I'll start.''

SURPRISE! An Angel's Thief launch! This fic won't have any fixed updates like PROJECT Earth, but it's like I described it in the Discord channel a 'side-project'. Now without further ado let me introduce you guys to my very own League of Legends champion OC: Oliver. He's gonna have some wacky adventures in the league and meet a ton of champions! And fight some, go on adventures, see the world! All that good stuff that a fic needs!

I'm not going into full detail on his abilities and all that just yet, but my boy here packs quite the punch, on and off the rift. Don't worry I'll get to showing it all off once we get to that point. If things are unclear at that point, I'll have to get out my get out of jail free card and post a loose one shot explaining it all, maybe I'll do that after this goes up! Who knows? Even I don't know!

It's up to you guys! Do you want to know a bit more about Oliver and his abilities now? Or once he gets onto the rift, fighting a curtain rebel? It's up to you! So over the span of the upcoming chapters, I'll keep an eye out for any kind of review, just make sure to put your opinion on this matter at the bottom!

Anywho! I still own a Discord channel for multiple fics and writers of said fics, we're all excited to hear your opinions on our fics and ofcourse to have fun! Right now we have The Dawn Has Arrived, Heroes and Legends, PROJECT Earth and An Angel's Thief, including the writers :3 (durr)

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Before I wrap up the first AN of this fic I wanted to thank you all so much for the support on my other fic, if you did ofc, if you didn't, what are you waiting for? Its twenty three chapters of goodness, well I try to deliver. Anyway back to thanking you all, if it wasn't for the support on PE, I would have never decided to make my own League OC and write this story! So… Yeah, thank you all for giving me the courage to start another fic!

I hope to see you all in the next chapter of my fics,

Until next time,

Emerald out!