Chapter 1: Fragmented Past, A New Path
( Alright Alright alriiiiiight! Here we go, I got bored with my other story knowing that It was starting to make less and less sense, So now, I've created a plot line that will not screw itself lol. So, Here we are with this new one (same characters though, however I stuck one of my own in there :D [Really cool champ I'd like to play in league but probably won't get to :c] Anyways, here you go, the new story. I promise to keep this one updated as well. I'm almost out of high school ALMOST. Just gotta graduate then get on with my life, to more school -_-)
You know, It's a rather comfortable chair. Nice temperature in this room, I could fall asleep. I started to drift off to some well needed sleep. The minister of the League didn't seem to want to let me achieve my goal. She smacked the desk with a loud thud! My eyes bolted back open and I mopped my face with my hand.
"I just want to-" I pleaded.
"Not until we get the story, this IS your entry condition to the league anyway! You can't enter if we don't know why you're here, or how you got here! In fact, we've never even heard of your people."
"I know, just because we live above you all, we're forgotten. We used to be known of, then things got a lil' complicated."
"Complicated?"
"Yes. Complicated, you know ascended aren't all good. Some are quite cruel."
"Were you ascen-"
"Still am. Just took a fall. Ever heard of Icarus?"
"Uh no?"
"Good" I let out a chuckle.
"Anyway, you're an ascendant huh?"
"Correct"
"State your name"
"Emren"
"Why do you wish to join the league?"
"To represent myself, and the good ascendants, unlike that filth Xerath. God I hate that thing."
"Well, you do realize, if you join the league, there's no harming other champions outside of the Rift. Is that clear?"
"Crystal"
"Now, tell us what happened."
"Well, Ascendants aren't very friendly towards each other because they want to know that they're the only great ones. They think there can only be one. They're wrong. So essentially, we fought. A ton. We all teamed up against one another to see which group was more elite than the other. I was the only 'casualty'. So here I am, and I do not wish to return there, so I need a place to belong, a role to fill."
"I see. What are your skills?"
"Well, I wield hard light weapons."
"What weapons, we had one champion by the name of Jax, the grandmaster at arms, he was too good with every weapon and wanted to join the league, we told him no, but he insisted so much, that he grabbed a lamp post. Yes. a lamp post, and uses that in battle. So if you're too good, you know, being ascended and all, you have to tone it down a little."
"I understand. I only use three weapons. A hard light sword, Shield, and daggers. However when I'm not using any of these, I just fling little light bolts around from a little distance. That's about it."
"Well, we shall see how you utilize these weapons in a Public Alpha Test. Are you willing to allow this?"
"Yes."
"We begin tomorrow at noon sharp. Now, we're going to gather the champion pool, and introduce you."
"I'm not very talkative"
"Well, too bad"
"I'm not going to ta-"
"Enough. Your room number is 134, as you may be the 134th champion. Your introduction will begin at six. That's thirty minutes from now, don't be late to the theatre."
"I'll be there."
I got up and shook her hand and left the room. I proceeded down the gilded hallway towards the dormitory. I came to room 120, mine was a bit further. The door from 120 opened and a ninja dressed in a blue armor stepped out of the room and bowed at me. I nodded my head at him and he walked off. I proceeded down the hallway and finally reached my room. I reached into the pocket of my white and gold pants and pulled out the keycard that was in there. I inserted it and the door slid to the side. I stepped into the room.
All of my things, that is, all that I had, was in here. My baton of light, and my other changes of clothes. They also gave me some more. Seeing as I was going to be presented, I decided to put on the same clothes, but cleaner, more fresh looking ones. I grabbed the extras and walked into the bathroom and stared in the mirror. It wasn't often that I got to see myself. Let alone the great eyes I had. Except for when they're glowing. That's what happens when I'm in battle, I get a bit loopy, but it's a good loopy. It's like my senses get heightened ten fold. I stretched my arms, and put on my clothes. Something was missing, right. My scarf. I've had that thing ever since I remember. I motioned my hand sweeping upward quickly and a scarf of light appeared over the bridge of my nose as it continued around my head, shielding my face.
I headed out of the room, making sure it was locked. I turned around to look down to a little minion with a piece of paper fastened to it's head with a piece of tape.
'Follow Me ~Minister Sef'
As I read it, the minion started bobbing down the hall. I looked over to my left and quickly followed after the minion. There was nobody in the halls anywhere. I kept following the minion down the halls, around corners and finally up a flight of stairs. The sign on the door said
'Backstage'
I looked around and the minion disappeared. I looked down at the paper again and saw the text had changed.
'Come inside'
I opened the door to find the grand council of the league waiting there for me. All the while minister Sef was talking me up to the crowd of champions. There were men and women of all shapes and sizes. One that really stood out was the ugly looking crab spider thing in the back by himself. I shivered, that thing was nasty.
"Emren." One of the councilmen said.
I responded with a fake smile "Yes?"
"Come on stage, Sef knows you're here now and can stop babbling."
I turned towards the stage and headed up towards Sef as her words became clear to me now.
"And now he has arrived."
The crowd went silent as I stepped on stage.
"This, is Emren, the Ascended Warrior of light."
I just stood there. Sef glanced over to see me standing there as stiff as a board and rolled her eyes.
"He is a form of Assassin I guess you could say."
"Coward!" A deep voice yelled from the crowd.
"Darius, Come up here."
Darius marched up the stairs to the stage right next to me glaring.
"Darius, how is he the coward when he fights on the fly while you carry an absolutely HUGE axe, which you're obviously compensating for something by the way, and hide behind armor?"
Darius shot her a deathly gaze.
"If he's an assassin, he doesn't fight you head on, he stabs you in the back like a coward." he growled.
"Well, would you like to be his debut opponent?"
"My pleasure"
This guy was huge. Massive bulging muscles, dark eyes, and a cold personality.
"Emren. Are you ready?"
"Wait what?" I said in my constrained low voice
"Looks like we're doing your acceptance fight right now." Sef smiled and nodded.
"Uh, alright" I murmured.
Suddenly a blue light began swirling around the two of us. Moments later, we were on a bridge above a large, dark abyss. It was colder than diving into a pool in the freljord.
Darius was there, about twenty feet away from me, with an evil grin.
"You ready to see true strength? Coward?"
I stood there responseless with my light baton in my right hand swirling around.
"Are you ready you coward!?" He yelled one more time.
I still sat there, waiting for him while I played with my baton.
His expression got darker as he charged me with him growling louder as he got closer.
Finally he got within range, he spun around generating force for his axe to hit me. It was slow, very slow. My eyes started glowing white with glimmers of gold. I just stepped back.
Darius grunted as he missed. He regained balance and looked back up to see me just standing there again. He got more angry it seemed. He reached forward to me with the tip of his axe as it hooked me in the back and pulled me to him. I grimaced in pain, it was no small point. Once he unhooked he jumped high into the air. In that second I generated my daggers of light and rolled behind him while I threw both daggers into his back. He came slamming his axe down into the frozen ground with a crack!
He whipped around to find me there.
"Fight me like a man!" He shouted, not bothered by the daggers.
I stood there responseless as he charged me again. I called down my sword in front of me to my left and my shield a bit farther to my right. Darius jumped as pillars of light shot down at the ground leaving little cylinders of light. He started to wind up his swing again as the daggers reappeared in my hands. He swung in a circle as I rolled under the axe and stood by my sword.
The cylinder disappeared in shining white light as a sword appeared in my hands. I leaped at him swinging my sword in an arc slashing his back moving towards my shield. My sword broke, so I called down another in front of him. I landed by my shield. The same thing happened, the cylinder disappeared and a golden shield appeared in my hand.
Darius turned around and immediately went to strike me, but hit my shield as he stumbled back from the burst of white light energy that was emitted as well. I ran over to my sword and grabbed that while he was still stunned. I leaped once more into his back threading the sword through his back and it came protruding out of his chest.
"Game over… weakling" I taunted him. My sword then exploded in a burst of light in his chest.
The light cleared and the snow and ice had melted in a circle around us with Darius' body at the center. I walked over to the edge of the bridge and sat down quietly without another word. My eyes and hair stopped glowing. My eyes back to a deep dark blue, and my hair back to a darker blonde. Without fail, the blue lights were here again.
I was back on stage, Darius wasn't. I came back to pure silence. Everyone was just staring. I walked off of stage and out of the door, I was in.