HipsterBubble here! This one's a League of Legends fanfiction pairing Ezreal and Garen! XD Yeah kinda weird huh. Don't like, don't read. I guess it contains soft yaoi? IDK xD -HB
Chapter 1
Running fast through the lighted streets of Demacia, I, Ezreal, the prodigal explorer, glanced quickly from side to side, searching for a certain landmark. The slowly setting sun cast a soft golden glow on Demacia's palace. I entered the gates of the palace, greeted by the magician, Lux, who was on guard duty that day. Lux was always polite to everyone and having a friendly aura to even strangers. She became a magician at a very young age due to her intelligence.
"Name your priorities and uh… r-reasons why you entered, explorer Ezreal!" Lux shouted. She was definitely not fit for guard duty. Her clear blue eyes showed misery and all other emotions on how she was supposed to do her hair, not guard duty. I knew she was powerful in the battlefields, but she was still a girl.
"I came here to see someone. Is that alright?" I flashed one of my signature smiles as I saw Lux blushing in the golden light. I dashed past her, onwards to look for this person of interest. I dashed through corridors in the castle of Demacia, passing many doors. I reached a door at the furthest in the corridors of the castle. It was the door to Garen's room. I quickly glanced at my clothes. I was covered in dust head to toe, from exploring the Shurima Deserts – a task from Nasus, my face was smudged in black, shirt crinkled and hair all messed up. I tried to straighten my goggles, tousle my hair a little bit and knocked on the door. My insides fluttered as I thought of what to say to him. The door immediately opened to a tall, muscled guy in a light blue t-shirt and navy shorts who was taller than me. He had soft brown eyes that didn't quite match with the fierce face and the black hair. I stared at Garen for a while, thinking how much he resembled Tibbers somehow.
"Are you alright? You seem to be tired from exploring, no?" Garen asked worriedly.
"I-I'm fine! Really!" I answered quickly.
"Alright then. So what brings you here?" Garen asked with a warm smile.
"I uh… I found out that Val-" I was cut off by loud footsteps from the corridor. Garen dashed into his room and pulled his large broadsword out. I got my arcane powers at hand.
"EMERGENCY! AN INTRUDER HAS GOTTEN PAST THE GUARDS!" Lux's voice resounded through the palace. The footsteps sounded closer to where Garen and I were at, almost no one there to help them. A figure walked out of the darkness, daggers clinking softly as the person's red hair shined in the light. Katarina walked slowly out of the darkness, her dark eyes full of wrath.
"GAREN! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME!" Katarina yelled as she held a card. I did hear a rumor on how Garen and Katarina were secretly dating, but I didn't know it was true. Garen smiled a little.
"Katarina, we are enemies. I was a spy sent by Jarvan IV himself to spy on Noxus. I knew you were dating Talon. Talon's here isn't he?" Garen asked with a straight face. I was afraid of what was soon happening. Katarina's face turned bright red as she tore up the card and Talon revealed himself in a flurry of blades. Their eyes gleamed in the darkness, like a cat's almost. A flurry of blades and daggers flew out as Ezreal and Garen tried to avoid them. Garen used his sword like a shield, Ezreal couldn't do much about avoiding these blades. He felt an arm grasp around him as Garen pushed him to back to shield him. He could feel the warmth of Garen's back, and slowly felt something wet and warm around Garen's legs. Knives had pierced his legs, as Garen suddenly fell over, leaving a puddle of red. With his eyes closed, he looked younger than I thought.
"Garen! Wake up!" I cried out in desperation. Lux appeared with Jarvan IV and stopped suddenly. Lux ran over to her brother and tears rolled off her cheeks. Jarvan quickly lifted Garen and walked away into the corridors. Lux and I were in tears for different reasons. I quickly shifted away from the scene and ran out of the palace, into the dark streets of Demacia. My heart pounded from running, and ached from seeing Garen hurt. I wasn't paying attention to where I was until I found my way to where one of my old friends, Twisted Fate gambled. I walked right into the building only to see Twisted Fate seated at the table with a bunch of cards.
"Ahh. Ezreal my old friend! I knew you when you were just a little toddler. So. How can I help you?" Twisted Fate asked gruffly, shuffling the cards he was holding.
"I… came here for a drink and fortune telling." What I was thinking, I had no clue. I wanted to clear my head somehow. I seated myself in front of Twisted, and he poured a glass wine for both of us. He shuffled the cards he held swiftly and picked several of them out.
"You seem to have found peace, perhaps love? And it has been quite a while since that happened. No?" Twisted asked. He was right. His fortune telling was always right somehow. I nodded to him. He smiled and went on. I took a sip of the tart liquid.
"Now it gets interesting. This person… is hurt perhaps? Right now, I believe. You are here, having your fortunes read when the future seems even more painful. This person is now the target of the whole Noxian army, from doing something." Twisted stopped reading. He looked up to me in confusion.
"Ez… you're really getting into a lot of-" Twisted began but I didn't hear the last of what he said from running out of the bar and dashing through the streets of Demacia again, towards the palace. I felt my heart skip. The whole of Noxus is going to assassinate Garen? I needed to tell everyone about this. I raced through the dark alleys, the palace in sight. I steady my pace and reach the courtyards. It was unnaturally quiet, and almost too dark. Lux wasn't here so that was partially the reason why it was so dark. The slipping sound of a blade makes me stop in my tracks. I flashed a few meters away from where I was, and listened to the sounds of a thousand blades embedding themselves into the ground. I saw a flash of red hair as I ran with all my might to the gates of the palace. It was opened ajar, just enough to fit myself. I enter quickly and pushed the gates with a bone jarring thud. Chills went down my spine as I walk through the dim corridors of the palace. I find myself in front of Garen's room again, pretty sure that he was there. I opened the creaky door to see a sleeping Garen with his legs under a blanket, bandaged for sure. Another person was there, but I trudged right at his bed and bury my head into the bed, sobbing quietly. It was my fault that he got injured badly. I find myself dozing off, slowly drifting off to sleep as someone covered me with a blanket.