Lux found it hard not to retch as she opened her eyes. The events of the previous night slowly came back to her and she made a face; she had been captured by the Noxian forces. Her mission as a spy had utterly failed and she got caught; it was a stupid mistake but one that would cost her life.
The initial plan seemed good; they had gathered that Talon was missing from the Noxian ranks. It wasn't uncommon for him to disappear without explanation and it had seemed the perfect opportunity to send in a spy; disguised as Talon to try and extract as much information as possible.
Using the techmasurgical technology provided to her, Lux; one of Demacia's best spies had successfully infiltrated the Noxian ranks, resembling Talon. Unfortunately for her, the first person she met had to be just the one person capable of blowing her cover; Katarina Du Couteau, Talon's sister.
Katarina had played the fool for a while but soon enough decided it was enough and broke Lux's cover. She had sliced threw her back; damaging the disguise and so, Lux had been discovered. In a desperate attempt to escape, Lux had tried to fight Katarina but the Sinister Blade had gotten the best of her and Lux was now here; deprived of her armour and weapon, only her blue under armour was left untouched.
Here she was now, chained to a bar in this dirty Noxian prison with only a bed in such bad condition she wouldn't even dare touch it, fearing it would fall to dust. A guard was sitting outside on a small wooden chair and was facing the dark corridor beyond her cell. She could see the bunch of rusty keys hanging from the guard's belt but it was too far away from reach and without her staff; she was useless.
She couldn't feel her hands; the blood was flowing downward and her hands had gone cold. She tried to shake them out of the shackles but it would only make a loud echoing rattle and the guard would turn around, study her for a while and snicker before turning around and staring into the darkness.
This is so unfair
She thought as she stared at the plate beside her. It was cracked and looked too filthy even for bacteria to live on. The tiny piece of bread lying on it next to the glass of water made her realize she hadn't eaten for hours and that she was starting to get hungry but she couldn't eat. No, without her hands it was impossible and she refused to bend down and eat like a dog; she had honour to maintain, even in these conditions.
A noise at the door of the cell made her look up; someone was opening it! She could hear the keys shuffling inside the lock and a spark of hope rose in her. But it was short; as the door swung open, a slim figure walked into the light of the cell and Lux could make out the shape of the person who brought her here.
"Luxanna Crownguard"
Lux didn't answer; she was wondering what was going to happen to her and her breathing quickened as she imagined all sorts of horrible things that would be done to her.
"I wouldn't like to be in your place Lux, my father has prepared a remarkable show for you. It's been a long time since he's spilt the blood of a Demacian" Katarina grinned and walked towards the horrified Lux; a fresh feeling of panic and fear overwhelming her.
They are going to kill me!
