Hey peoples. I wanted to finish the entire story and slowly publish it but I feel so bad when I just make you guys wait. So, here's the first three. I didn't want to write another 'journey' story, so these are the only real chapters that involve walking really far away. I hope you enjoy these first chapters!

Amumu felt the words of his summoner echo through his thoughts as he ran through the jungle. He put complete faith in whoever this man was, he had no idea where he was going and could still hear Nautilus' footsteps behind him. He ran into a small bush and received the order to stop. He'd hidden before, sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't and if he had a heart it would have assuredly stopped when he saw Nautilus step into view. His body quaked as the red eyes of his foe scanned the area before he continued on through the jungle. Relief flooded over Amumu as the blue light to recall glowed above him. Then, in one quick flash, "You have been slain," Shen exited the bush, sheathing the swords he had recently used.

"Damnit!" Amumu heard his Summoner yell. He knew it was his fault, nothing felt worse than failing people and it seemed to be all he did.

He re-spawned in a brilliant light and waited as the summoner purchased more items and listened for how his team was doing without their jungle support. The merchant handed Amumu a Sun Fire cloak and he was off again, back into the lonely jungle.

His boots assisted in his speed and he took a red buff before an assistance ping came from the top lane and he was off that way. Jayce was currently the top lane for their team, he was battling with a Nunu, which Amumu always considered more a jungle person, but that didn't matter now. The point was, Jayce was quickly heading back to their turret and Amumu knew he needed to intercept Nunu before he lost his chance. He made it to the bush just outside top lane where Nunu was pressing Jayce hard. Jayce gave the signal to initiate and Amumu launched his bandages to bind Nunu to the spot and kept him there with his curse. Jayce followed up well with a hyper charged shot and finished the Yeti off by bringing his hammer down on Willump's head.

"Nice job" Jayce said before Amumu ran back into the jungle, but Amumu knew he didn't mean it. No one ever really meant the nice things they said to him and the next time he slipped up they'd all hate him again.

The towers went down, minions and champions died, Amumu's team was winning, he just knew that it was no thanks to him but at the same time whenever something bad happened; he felt in his bones that he was the cause. To him, he didn't do well, others did well, he just got in the way and that's how it was.

Late game, his team was pushing down the mid lane and already destroyed two inhibitors. Things were looking good and he had enough health to take on both towers as long as the other team didn't get in the way. The first nexus turret went down just before, "Your ally has been slain" Caitlyn just went down, but… She was behind the team… The rest of his team all looked back to see Nautilus bringing up the rear and the rest of the enemy team charging from behind their Nexus. In a desperate attempt, Amumu bound them all with his Curse of the Sad Mummy as his team dispatched Nautilus and made a break for it. But the enemy was too fast, they killed Amumu and the enemy Lux let loose a beam that took down two more of his team. The enemy pushed down mid lane, all the way through the inhibitor turret, through the inhibitor, blew past both turrets and won the game, all in less than the time it took Amumu to re-spawn.

To say Amumu blamed himself was a gross understatement.

He made his way back into the Institute of War, its stone walls and cold doors seemed to be his only solitude from his shame, its torches and chandeliers were the only pathways he grew comfortable to walk alone. The Institute was his home… But he wished it wasn't. It was his home but it felt like a prison more often than not, like he was stuck here without any real purpose. He wondered where he came from, what his life used to be like and most of all, who he was. But those questions had always plagued him; recently, he had developed a new illness of a question. Could he feel anything but sadness? He only wondered because he had been feeling something else, it wasn't sadness per say, but it was something. Something good, something warm, and he only felt it around-

"Stop right there." A familiarly sweet voice called to him. His bones froze and he did not move out of fear. "Because I'm…"

"Annie…"

"IT!" She cried and charged towards him, his bones remembered how to run and he was off. Then, there is his light in this gilded cage of his. Annie. His best and only friend, her words were genuine, her hugs were the warmest in the world, and her games were the most fun to play. She was the only one who could make him feel the way he did, but…. Could he feel affection? Or even love? He spied a chandelier as he ran and threw his bandages to tangle around it, hoisting himself up where she couldn't get to him. "Amumu! That's cheating!" And he just offered a content laugh in response. "Alright then…" Annie deviously smiled and threw her stuffed bear at the ground, spawning a massive beast of a bear. "Get him down Tibbers," She ordered and giggled. Tibbers did as his master commanded him and picked Amumu off the chandelier and held him in front of Annie. "You're it," She laughed and tapped him on the shoulder. Annie ran off after that and Tibbers once again became the teddy at her side. Amumu dusted his bandages off and gave chase after her.

She was fast, but he was faster. The magic that imbued his bones seemed to give him enough muscle strength to carry him and he knew he'd catch Annie soon. She went left down another hallway, she knew his secret weapon in the game of tag and he was very prepared to use it. Unfortunately for her, the hallway she turned down had no doors and no turns, only stairs. It was Amumu's perfect chance. He launched his bandages and as soon as they made contact, he pulled himself to her with all his might. They collided and rolled down the hallway in a small rolling pile of bodies and laughter until they collided with a firm object.

"Aw… Amumu, you're all wrapped up in me…" Annie called from the floor.

"Sorry…" He said and helped her up off the ground. It was about this time, that they realized that the object they hit was still hovering over them, and the object wasn't an object at all. Rather, it was the big hairy beast Nunu claimed as his best friend. "Oh… Hi Nunu…" Amumu said lowly.

"Hey! Don't bump into Willump like that! You'll make him angry."

"He said he was sorry" Annie defiantly stood in front of the Yeti and its rider.

"I know that! I just wanted to make sure he knew that Wallop could crush him in an instant."

"Well Amumu kicked your sorry butt in the match today" Annie continued to defend her friend, Amumu wasn't sure what to do so he just stood next to her, looking sad as ever.

"Yeah right! We totally won!"

"He had more kills than you!"

"Doesn't matter I still won!"

"You're just a big jerk!"

"And you're a little cry baby!"

"Enough!" A powerful force cut the children off. They all looked where the voice had come front and Ashe stepped forward, her hood down and her white hair flowing at her sides. "What is this disagreement about?"

"Amumu hit Willump!" Nunu said first.

"No, you were in the way of our game!" Annie spitefully countered.

"Please." Ashe silenced them and knelt down to Amumu. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"I… Uh…" He began as Nunu gave him an intimidating look but Annie returned to glare for him. "Annie and I were playing tag and I tripped her and rolled hit Nunu!" Amumu spat out almost too quick for Ashe to catch. "I'm sorry" He added at the end and Ashe just smiled and patted him on the head.

"It's okay" She said warmly. "Nunu, Annie, apologize to each other."

"…Sorry…" Nunu reluctantly said, refusing to look at Annie.

"I'm sorry too…" Annie returned the gesture.

"I guess that's the best I'll get" Ashe shrugged. "Come on you three, you need some food in you,"

"Yes!" Nunu cheered and ordered Willump to follow Ashe. Annie was prepared to follow, but didn't hear Amumu's footsteps behind her and she turned to check on her friend.

"Are you coming?"

"I…" He began.

"Yes you are," She answered for him with a cheery smile and pulled his wrappings to lead him off, as she had done so many times before.

Ashe confused Amumu, sometimes she was the warmest woman in the world, other times she well deserved the title of Ice Queen, it all depended on who she was talking to. She was always kind to him and Annie, but whenever Sejuani showed up she'd turn sour, which confused Amumu, Sejuani was a fierce opponent but didn't really deserve such treatment did she? He didn't know, he just knew Annie was dragging him to the Freljord royalty dining room, which made the traditional mess hall look unfit for even a rat.

As Annie pulled him through the doors, the atmosphere changed almost instantly. Pelts of great animals littered the ground, paintings of warlords and pioneer's of the ice and alters to the Anivia could be found all around the dining room. The walls were stone, the floor was cold, it was as if someone had picked up a piece of the Freljord and attached it to the institute.

"Take a seat wherever you would like," Ashe spoke to the children. "Though, Nunu, I'd be very appreciative if Willump did not sit at the table."

"This is Yeti discrimination!" Nunu protested but ultimately found Willump happy to be away from the rest of the group. Annie let Amumu wrap himself back together and the two took seats near the head of the table, where Nunu sat opposite them. Annie took in the fine dining table, long enough to seat thirty large men, but today, only sat one woman and three children. It was at this moment she realized that, there was no food on such a grand table, just plates and silver ware.

"Um… Miss Ashe?" Annie raised her hand as if she were in school. "Where's the food?"

"It should be arriving any moment" Ashe said with her warm smile. "Simple discussion would pass the time easily."

"Okay!" Annie cheered. "… What do we talk about?"

"Anything you want," The three children looked at each other for a moment, stretching their minds to come up with a topic to discuss until the food arrived.

"Um… The weather?" Nunu put forth.

"That's lame" Annie quickly responded. "How about fire!"

"That's even lamer!" Nunu called out.

"Um… Miss Ashe, I have a question," Amumu raised his hand and caught the attention of the others in his party. "What's Love feel like?" This, Ashe did not expect and was taken aback upon first hearing it.

"Why do you ask?" Was her initial response but Amumu only shrugged. "I…"

"Yeah, I want to know now too," Nunu spoke up.

"Me three!" Annie joined in.

"Alright, calm down," Ashe settled them. "Love is… Love is painful at times, every time your Love is hurt, it's almost like you're being hurt too, just this… Feeling in your chest,"

"Love sucks," Nunu interrupted with a snort.

"But Love is also warmth, there's a sense of… Completeness with your Love, just knowing that someone will be there when no one else will, that no matter what happens, there will always be someone who… Who just loves you simply because you are you." That silenced Nunu. "Love is so many feelings Amumu, I honestly couldn't tell you what it feels like exactly, but when I think of my King… The weight of the world is a tad easier to bear" She finished to the speechlessness of the children. "I don't suppose there's a less serious topic we could discuss?"

"How about dinner?" Tryndamere's voice came from the far end of the dining hall as servants walked in with platters of food. "I see you brought guests,"

"I did, I pray you don't mind,"

"Not at all, the more the merrier," Amumu watched as the Barbarian King approached Ashe and how lovingly he kissed her. For such a powerful warrior on the Fields of Justice, it was nice to see his softer side show.

"Miss Ashe" Annie raised her hand again and caught the attention of the others. "Why don't you have a baby? I bet he'd be the cutest!" As soon as the words left her lips, it was as if she asked to start another Rune War. Both Tryndamere and Ashe fell silent, their faces tightened and it was clear Annie said something wrong. Ashe's eyes fell to the floor for a moment, but Tryndamere cupped her face and picked her back up and he smiled at her.

"I'll go cut you some roast boar." He told her and kissed her forehead.

"Okay," She was still shaken and Annie sunk into her seat a little.

"I'm sorry," She whispered to Tryndamere as he passed and he patted her on the head.

"Nothing to be sorry about, you're fine, I'll cut you piece in a moment." Annie leaned over to Amumu.

"What did I say?" But Amumu just shrugged again.

"Maybe she doesn't want a baby," He guessed.

Nunu and Annie ate to their heart's content, which was a surprisingly large amount, before bidding the Freljord royalty goodbye. Amumu left Annie to go back to his room and walked as slow as physically possible, he did his best thinking when he walked. He thought on what Ashe had said about love. He wanted to believe that this feeling of hope he felt around Annie, was love, that he could feel something other than sadness. But part of him just thought he was being too hopeful, that he was just fooling himself into believing he felt love when truly, he could not feel such a thing. Annie's question, that threw the two adults off so much, did cause him a quick thought, but not enough to really pay mind to it.

He found his way to his room, sorrowfully pushed the door open and sat on the floor. He could sit in the bed, but he didn't see much point. No matter how long he closed his eyes he never fell asleep, he just cried a little more. So, he continued in his thoughts.

The way Ashe described love was similar to how he felt around his red headed friend, but love is usually reciprocated. If she didn't love him, there was no way he could actually be feeling love and there was no way such a girl could love him, it baffled him why she was even his friend. So it must be some other emotion… But what then? If not love, perhaps it was… Happiness? No… His tear never dried, they just slowed down when Annie was around. Ultimately the only conclusion he could come to was; he didn't know. He had no idea to what extent he could feel, he did know anything about himself. Just Sadness. He wanted to believe he could love Annie, that she truly was important to him but he didn't know and he needed to find out.

With all the speed he could muster, he burst out from his room and ran towards Annie's dorm. He ran past guards and champions alike, even Kennen seemed impressed by the little mummy's speed. He made his way through the women's dorms and slammed into the wood of Annie's door, falling on the floor in a slight daze. "Hello?" Annie opened the door to find Amumu collapsed on the ground. "Amumu!" She slapped his cheek a little to wake him up.

He jumped awake. "Oh, hi Annie."

"Hi Amumu," She giggled a little "did you need something?"

"I'm going back to Shurima" His voice was about as excited as it could get, which still wasn't much but it was something.

"Shurima? That sandy place you were born?"

"Well, woke up after being dead, but yes and I want you to come with me" Annie was silent for a moment, as if judging whether or not he was serious.

"Why are you going?"

"Because… I need to figure something out,"

"Figure what out?"

"A thing, please Annie, you're my best friend, I don't want to go without you." Annie went silent again. Her eyes seem to move every time she had a thought, it was the most contemplative he'd ever seen her.

"Okay," She responded with a cheery smile. "Let's go to Shurima"

"Thank you" Amumu tried to smile but failed, Annie got the message though and hugged him.

"Should I pack anything?" Annie asked. "Actually… Are we even allowed to leave?" This didn't occur to Amumu. He looked up at the League guard standing in this hallway, stiff and stalwart he stood. Amumu approached him, looking sad as ever and touched the armor that covered his legs. The guard looked and raised an eyebrow towards the little mummy.

"Can I leave?" He asked in his sad tone.

"Leave?"

"Yes"

"…I… Suppose?" The guard answered, confused by the question.

"Okay, I'm going to Shurima" Amumu said and walked back to Annie.

"Whoa!" The guard stopped him. "You can't just leave the institute,"

"But you said-"

"You have to go down to the head summoners and request an absence notice, just so summoners aren't confused where you are."

"Okay" Amumu continued walking. It was difficult to tell if that saddened him or he was just still sad as ever.

Amumu gathered Annie and they walked together through the institute searching for the Head Summoner, which was far more difficult than it should've been. All the hallways were familiar, but they all seemed to bleed into one. Soon they found themselves in circles and it was already far past their bed time so their wondering woes cumulated into a loud, ear splitting cry, from Annie, which promptly led Amumu to cry, in the middle of the hallway.

Ashe removed her robe and climbed into bed, Tryndamere watched his wife with a heavy heart, he knew her mind was still stuck on the dinner conversations and he could offer no words to comfort her. He just placed a hand on her shoulder, which she responded by intertwining her fingers with his. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

"You have nothing to be sorry about my Queen," He lied in the bed next to her and she turned so they were face to face on their pillows.

"But… What will we do without an heir?"

"The answer will present itself, I know it will."

"Can… Can we try again?"

"Tonight? The apothecary said-"

"I know, I know what he said, and yes tonight." She pleaded.

"I… Very well, let us try again" Ashe smiled and passionately kissed Tryndamere in their bed, the kiss did not end as she slipped herself on top of him and-

"Waaaahhhh!" The cry came from outside. That killed the mood pretty fast, and both lovers sat up to see where the cry came from.

"Was that Annie?" Tryndamere asked.

"I have no idea," Ashe slipped her robe back on and hurried herself to the door. "Annie?" She called entering the hallway with Tryndamere as the crying continued. "Annie where are you?" they followed the crying until she found the Dark Child and Sad Mummy wrapped in each other's arms and very audibly crying. "Aw…" She picked up the two and hugged them close.

"Miss Ashe?" Annie said through the tears.

"Shhhh…" Ashe continued to hold them in a sort of rocking motion. It didn't take long to calm the children and their tears were dry soon enough. Ashe set them back on the ground and they looked up to her. "Now, why all the crying?"

"I don't know where the Head Summoner is…" Amumu looked down lowly.

"The Head Summoner?" Trydnamere spoke up. "Why were you looking for him?"

"Amumu wants to go back to Shurima, because he needs to figure something out" Annie answered for her friend.

"What do you need to figure out?" Ashe followed up but Amumu just buried himself further into his bandages. "Well… Let's go see him anyway," She led the way through the hallways until they found a small office with a dainty looking woman behind a desk.

"Greetings Champions" The woman spoke. "How can I be of assistance?"

"Is Maxillian in?" Ashe asked.

"He's asleep, but I'm sure he can take a call from the Queen of the Freljord." And the woman began to play with some magic spell in her hands.

"Not Queen yet…" Ashe whispered to herself.

"Okay, he'll see you now."

"Thank you," Ashe led the children inside the office. At the center of the room sat a man, not in the best shape of his life but could be far worse, his eyes were as gray as his hair and his robes exploded with royal colors of reds and purples.

"Ashe, Trydnamere, Annie and Amumu… You're an odd group to see at 9 o'clock at night." The man spoke with a hardy chuckle.

"Sorry to disturb you," Ashe began. "I just need an absence form."

"Back to the Freljord for you then?" He chuckled again and drew out some paper work.

"Not for me, for Amumu and Annie."

"Excuse me?"

"I want to go to Shurima," Amumu spoke up.

"Well… I suppose that's fine, but Annie cannot go,"

"What!? Why!?" Annie demanded.

"Amumu is dead, nothing can happen to him, but you, dear sweet Annie, you're very much alive and I need you to stay that way. You're very popular here in the League and I'm very content with the peace that's currently residing over Valoran after that Noxians crashed a mile high tank into Demacia… I'll need either a parent's signature or a legal guardian to sign off for you."

"But… My mom and daddy are hiding!" Annie continued to protest. "I can't get their signatures."

"Then, Amumu will simply have to travel alone." The Head summoner concluded. The room fell silent among the four champions. Amumu did not want to be alone again, he never wanted to be alone again, but Annie's parents weren't about to drop out of the sky.

"What if… What if I went with them?" Ashe offered.

"What?" The Head Summoner and Trydnamere said in unison.

"I could provide an escort party; keep Annie safe and fed. I think some time away from the League could do me good."

"If you leave I must go with you," Trydnamere spoke.

"I need you here Love. We can't leave our champions here without direction. I know you'll keep them strong," That caused Trydnamere to back down, but he didn't seem happy about it.

"… I suppose that will do, if it's okay with our children here,"

"Yes!" Annie cheered and Amumu seemed less sad in this moment.

"Very well, Ashe, you are Annie's legal guardian for the next two weeks, I trust that'll be enough time to do… Whatever it is you are planning on doing."

"Yes sir," Amumu bowed.

"You're all free to leave tomorrow morning, now I'm going to bed. If you would all be so kind as to leave my office, that'd be wonderful."