Well how are all of you doing? That's right it's me VanguardShores and I'm back with a juicy new story in another fandom. Shock, horror, yes I moved away from Team Fortress 2, a while ago actually. I still love the game but things were getting a little stale, needed new room to breathe. I love the Lol universe and the many champions, plus I've been wanting to do a story in League's universe for a looooong while.

This story is about Leona/Malzahar with a little bit of Pantheon thrown in there. It may be T rated now but sooner or later it's gonna get bumped up to an M rating, if you catch my meaning, wink wink nudge nudge :P

Anywho, I hope you enjoy my new endeavour,

VanguardShores

The Void Beckons

Paranoia

Radiant. That is the word most League champions would use to describe Leona. Wielder of the sun's light and the pure embodiment of protection and justice, possibly second only to The Judicator, Kayle. A proud warrior of the Rakkor tribe on the snowy slopes of Mount Targon, the Solari took her as their own, taking the young Leona to the peak. The closest place to the sun in all of Valoran. A paragon of beauty and strength, compassion and defense, she strode through the marble halls of the Institute with her head held high. The white marble seemed to glow in her presence. Other champions would gaze at her occasionally, pass a friendly nod or smile and wave. Some of the male champions gave Leona more than just a passing look. She loved the attention but never took it for granted, at least not when Ahri, Fiora, LeBlanc & Lux were around. She'd tease some of the men on Friday nights in Gragas' pub but it never went any further than that, to which Pantheon was thankful for. Pantheon designated himself as the Dawn's protector, much Leona's annoyance. She loved him as a brother and thankful for his friendship and dedication, but her shield did the defending for her.

Through the gazes of other champions, Leona sensed something else, something dark was watching her. There were obviously frightening and dark champions in the League such as Nocturne, Fiddlesticks, Thresh, Hecarim, others from the Shadow Isles and even Swain, but this felt different. Foreign. Leona spun around whilst keeping her usual walking pace, but she saw no one, except… a flash of purple cloth. But what was that? She had felt uneasy for a few weeks now, always the frustrating lack of catching anything more than a piece of cloth. Leona was adamant someone, or something, was following her, hounding her like prey.

"Leona! Hey Leona!" a gruff male voice called out. The Radiant Dawn snapped her head back round to see Pantheon jogging towards her, clad in brown shorts and a grey vest top but still had his trademark helmet on. Forgetting the sense of being spied on, Leona grinned easily at her friend.

"Artisan, How're you today?"

"Pretty good, just came back from sparring with Darius actually. Damn he's got a mean swing." Pantheon said, showing off a purple/black bruise on his muscular bicep, lightly glistening with sweat.

"Aaaaw do you want mummy Leona to kiss it better for you?" The woman said in a babying voice, softly touching Pantheon's arm. The warrior shivered a little at her touch, warmth radiating from her fingertips.

"Haha Leona, very funny." He pulled his arm from her grasp. "Anyway, I came to ask you if you wanted to play volleyball with me, Graves, Renekton, Lee Sin and Garen." Jerking a thumb behind him, towards the outdoor recreation area.

"Sure, sounds like fun. Fair warning though; I'm pretty strong when I'm left in the sunlight." Leona winked playfully, Pantheon's stomach flipped. Leona, please stop doing things like that.

"Alright then. See you on the sand in half an hour." The Artisan of War laid a friendly hand on Leona's armoured shoulder and headed on his way.

The hot afternoon rolled on and the volleyball game was fierce, other champions had gathered around the edge of the court to watch the game. Leona, Renekton & Garen on one side while Pantheon, Graves & Lee Sin were on the other. Tensions were high, explosions of cheering and clapping when one team scored. It was never meant to be competitive, but the nature was brought naturally, especially out of Graves and Renekton.

"Lee Sin, you blind fuck, spike the ball already!" Leona taunted. Laughter rose from the crowd, Lee Sin just laughed along with them.

"You want me to spike it? Very well." Lee Sin threw the ball in the air and managed to hit it with such force that the ball was barely visible as it flew to the other side of the sandy court. He scored the crowd cheered and clapped.

"There you have it Leona, though I'm sure Pantheon would be more than happy to spike you instead!" Lee Sin jeered and the crowd erupted in hollering and oooooh's at the insult. Pantheon spun around to the Blind Monk and held his arms out in disbelief.

"Really Lee, really? You went there?!" Pantheon called.

"Hey Lee, who spikes who in the relationship: you or Nidalee?" Renekton gruffly shouted, followed by more laughter front the crowd. Before Graves could come to the aid of his teammate, Zac announced: "Next point scored wins the game!"

The rowdy crowd settled down to a near dead silence, this was it, pride was on the line. It was Garen's turn to throw the ball, he through it in the air and whacked it over the net. Graves ran over and bounced the ball up then Pantheon leaped up to deliver the finishing point. Leona smiled. All she'd have to do is sidestep to the right or let Renekton bounce it. Not today Panthe- who was tha-. The purple cloth again, and a flash of bright blue.

"Match point scored! Graves, Lee Sin and Pantheon win!" Cheering exploded and snapped Leona out of her stupor. What, we lost?!

"Renekton, how di-" She turned to see the crocodile flat on his front, arms stretched with the volley ball just centimetres from his fingertips. He closed his eyes and huffed through his nose, sand billowing. Oh, the indignity. Garen held his hands behind his head as he strutted off the court, Katarina following at his side. The opposing three men high fived each other, slapping one another's backs. Leona didn't take notice, she was far too preoccupied with that flash of blue and purple, it felt like it was stalking her. It was maddening.

"Good game Leona, perhaps you'll fare better next time, ha!" Pantheon said as he came under the net. Seeing his friend wide-eyed and looking around, he grew concerned. "Er, Leona?" The woman grabbed the front of Pantheon's vest top, catching the warrior off-guard.

"Panth, did you see a purple cloth in the crowd? Or perhaps a bright flash of blue?" Leona asked rapidly. What is wrong with her?

"Well not really, but Ryze and Syndra were in the crowd. Maybe it were those who you saw?" Pantheon replied, confused.

"No no no no, Ryze's barely ever wears a shirt, Syndra's wearing the wrong shade of purple and both of them have the wrong blue glowing from their eyes." The brunette clenched Pantheon's shirt tighter in desperation. The Artisan put both of his hands over Leona's and pried them off him. He put her hands to her sides and clasped her shoulders lightly.

"Leona listen to me; you've been acting so strange over the past few weeks. You seem so paranoid and twitchy, almost as if you know that creature Nocturne can't wait for you to dream at night. Something is on your mind and it's eating away at my friend. I wish to have her back to her usual radiant self." Pantheon said softly, regarding his friend's expression intently. Leona bit her lip and finally looked into the warrior's glowing eyes.

"I er, yes, you're right. It needs to stop, but I don't want to talk about it publicly." Good, we're getting somewhere, Pantheon thought. "Come to my room tonight at seven o'clock, we can discuss this further." Her room? Oh no, please no. The warrior felt a churning in his stomach and heat that was spreading.

"Alright, I'll see you soon." The Artisan replied, trying to keep the shake in his voice to a minimum.

Soon the pair parted to each go their ways, but two shining blue eyes watched them with high interest from the poolside. He paid the Radiant Dawn more attention, scheming, thinking. She is the one. She will be our herald, our vanguard. Time must be taken, but…

"The Void grows restless."

And there we have it; the first chapter in my new fic 'The Void Beckons'! What did you think? Did I miss out anything? Is there anything you'd like to see? Let me know in the reviews :D

Just a word of warning, due to college the updates are going to be scattered around a lot. Depends on I the teachers want to be kind to us at the half term! :P