Hey guys! My first try at a League of Legends fanfiction. Review and thanks for reading!

Chapter 1

Quinn groaned as she rubbed her head. "What..." her voice died as she took in her surroundings. Champions were scattered around her at the Rift. Why wasn't she at the fountain if this was a match? And...there was more than ten champions! She spotted Katarina du Couteau, Elise, Kha'zix, Garen, Jarvan...

She saw a man in purple with beautiful sienna eyes. Wait... That cape, the knives. It was Talon du Couteau. Without his hood. Strands of chocolatey brown hair fell over his eyes as he stared back.

Flushing, she mentally slapped herself. He is the assassin of Noxus. Don't do this to yourself, Quinn. She stood up and whirled around, turning her back on the silent man and the other disgruntled champions. "Valor!" she whistled.

A large blue eagle swooped down, cawing. Quinn sighed in relief. At least Valor had been teleported with her. I don't know what I would do without him, she thought.

"Quinn," a gruff voice jolted her from her thoughts. She looked up, and saw Garen staring at her. "Do you know what's going on here?" Quinn shook her head, turning to see the others. She could spot others she hadn't seen before. Syndra, Zed, Riven, Yasuo, Shyvana, Kalista, Thresh...

"I believe we have been transported to the rift on a malfunction," Quinn finally said. Garen nodded in agreement. "Let's go group with the other Demacians... away from those Noxians." Quinn felt obliged to point out that he and Katarina had been very talkative in the past few days at the Institute, before they got here, but held her tongue.

The two made their way towards a confused Jarvan and Shyvana. "Garen?" Jarvan asked, "Why...how?"

"I'm not sure," Garen replied. "This is what I am going to find out." Shyvana snarled, "Could this be the Noxians' doing?" Quinn shook her head. "I doubt that. They seem just as confused as we are." Katarina was staring at the other champions with narrowed eyes and Talon was standing casually, turning his head this way and that, assessing everything he saw. Shyvana raised her eyebrows.

"Well-" Quinn amended. "As confused as assassins get." Shyvana snorted but didn't say anything.

"Alright," Jarvan said. "Let's all spit up and scout the rift for anything unusual. Garen and I will take the top lane. Shyvana, look around the jungle. And Quinn-" he turned to her. "Stay where you are best-the bottom lane. Everyone, avoid the dragon pit and baron pit. I don't know if they are there and aggressive." The dragoness, Captain of the Vanguard, and ranger nodded.

Quinn turned only to find herself staring Talon du Couteau. He still hadn't put his hood on."Wh-What do you want?" she cursed herself for stuttering. Talon's eyes glinted. "Meet me at the Baron Pit and midnight," was all he said. As he turned to leave, Quinn muttered, "Why don't you put on that damn hood of yours?" He paused. "What was that, Little Bird?" Quinn ground her teeth, "I said, why don't you put that damn hood of yours on?" He chuckled but did so. "I expect to see you there, Little Bird."

Quinn's heart flipped at his laugh. She shook her head, flustered. Shoving past him, she marched towards the bottom lane. Muttering curses, she whistled to Valor. "Scout around bot lane, Val, and see if there's anything unusual." Cawing, Valor swooped away, keeping his eyes out for anything strange on the rift.

Quinn rummaged through the bushes, sighing. Out of all the men who could make my heart flip, it had to be him? He's a Noxian. A Noxian assassin. Might as well get over this stupid heart flipping.

After checking the bushes, Quinn stretched and looked at the sun. It was setting rapidly. "I should probably get back to mid lane." (Mid lane is where she was teleported) She trudged towards the river, whistling. Valor settled himself down on Quinn's shoulder, ruffling his feathers. "Find anything, Val?"

He cawed, shaking his head. Quinn sighed. Nothing unusual. So how did they get here? All she knew is that there must have been a malfunction with the teleporters.

Upon reaching Midlane

Garen, Jarvan, and Shyvana were already there, waiting. "Well?" Jarvan asked expectantly. "Nothing." Quinn replied heavily. Garen shook his head. "So...we have no leads."

"No." Jarvan said, clearly annoyed. "Maybe its just the teleporters had a malfunction and thats it. The summoners may have us out soon." That's all they could believe, anyway. "Well," Quinn cleared her throat. It was getting pretty dark, and they had no fire. "Maybe we should get food and start a fire." Shyvana nodded. Collecting some stray woods, she breathed a bit of flames onto it, setting the wood ablaze. "Now, food." Quinn turned to Valor. "Val, you think you can find some sort of food for us?" Valor spread his wings and flew off.

About an hour later all four of the Demacians were full of deer(as was Valor, he deserved it). Jarvan lay on the ground, sighing. "Better get some rest. We don't know what will happen tomorrow. Maybe we can see who else was teleported here." Shyvana scooted next to Jarvan, shyly using his arm as a pillow. Purring, Shyvana was soon asleep, as was the Prince. Garen had tidily lain himself down, turning on his side to sleep.

Once Quinn was sure that nobody was awake, not even the slightest, she tiptoed her way down the river, to the ragged pit where the Baron was supposed to reside. Perching herself on a jagged rock in the pit, she held her breath and looked around. A slight breeze whizzed past her ear.

"You let your guard down too easily, Little Bird." Talon whispered, his blade on her neck, drawing just the slightest bit of blood. "Stop." Quinn managed to spit out. "Why did you ask me to come here?" Talon's arm dropped. "You're no fun prey." he tutted. "Alright. What do you know about us champions being teleported here without notice?" Quinn growled, "Is that it? If it was, then-" Talon sighed. "Why are you making this so hard, girl?"

"I have a name, you know." she retorted.

"Why were you looking at me?"

The question caught Quinn off guard. "W-what?"

"You heard me. Why?" Talon repeated. His face was skillfully hidden under his hood, hiding his sienna eyes and chocolatey hair.

"W-well, because-" she was cut off by a tremulous shriek that shook the pit. Her eyes widened. She was familiar with that sound. "The Baron," she breathed. "It's going to spawn!" A purple, snakelike creature slithered around the sides of the pit.

Backing away, Quinn bumped into Talon, who was stock still. Then, he grabbed her arm and began tugging her away from the pit, but no fast enough. The two were thrown backwards.

Then the Baron of the Summoner's Rift shrieked, rattling their bones, as its tail whipped.

That's the end of chapter one! Hope you enjoyed, review and tell me what you think, to help me make my writing better! ^.^

The champions used in this story will be: Shyvana, Jarvan, Garen, Katarina, Quinn, Talon, Shen, Akali, Kalista, Thresh, Riven, Yasuo, Elise, Kha'zix, Zed, Syndra, Twisted Fate, Evelynn, Pantheon, and Leona.

League name-Shyshooter125