New Chosen arc! Completely new person, completely new Champion...this one actually takes place a bit during the previous three's arcs (Talon, Kat and Cass). We also find out...Cira hates meetings...
Chapter 1
Andrew absentmindedly tapped his pen on the table before him, he hated going to these meetings…they were long, boring, and always ended with someone getting mad. Every once in a while a fight broke out, which is why his 'boss', the CEO, had him there…to break it up should something happen.
He looked to the side at the bored out her mind red-blonde young woman beside him. She'd started digging her fingernail into the table, carving out intricate patterns with a faint scratching sound. Andrew gently nudged her, startling her slightly.
"You're supposed to pay attention," he told her.
She leveled a stormy-blue glare at him, pinning him with the full force of the odd two person, one body gaze that made Andrew's hair stand on end.
"You dragged me into this, my boredom is your fault," she growled.
"You had to be introduced to this at some point," Andrew said simply, "Better now while you're on break than when you're in school,"
Another glare before she sighed and leaned her head on her hand.
"I'm so bored," she grumbled.
Andrew chuckled, gently patting her back before looking at his 'boss'. The CEO gave a wry grin as he looked at the young woman who was returning back to her 'doodling'.
"Miss Noble," he said, making the woman jump nearly five feet straight up and getting Andrew to snort, "What would you suggest?"
"Um…c-care to rep-p-peat that?" Cira started, tapping her chest as her voice glitched slightly.
"With toxicity levels rising in the community, we need something to dilute that," was the gentle reply, "Do you have any ideas?"
Cira was quiet for a few seconds before opening her mouth to speak…just to have someone cut her off.
"She's just a player, what would she know about this business? Yes, she's a beta tester, but what qualifies her to be here?" a rather overweight man with piggy eyes demanded.
Andrew saw the subtle glow of Cira's skin out of the corner of his eye, he reached out and put a hand on her abnormally warm arm, feeling her nearly vibrate in anger under his palm.
"Easy," he warned as the CEO also caught her gaze.
"Considering that she is the first in a long line of beta testers for singular Champions, this does concern her as it's a likely possibility that her Champion will be in the pool," the CEO said, "You'd do well to remember that,"
Cira visibly calmed, her faint glow sputtering and dying as she settled back in her chair…no, that was someone else. Andrew watched in faint amusement as golden, not blue, eyes glared at the other man, watching him with a warrior's practiced gaze.
"There's also the very real possibility that she'd take you down faster than you could blink," Andrew chuckled.
The CEO gave a wry grin as Leona looked away, her cheeks flushing scarlet before she cleared her throat.
"If I may give a suggestion to our problem…" she finally said, "Would you considering making a tournament in the major cities where each server is? That way we can have the sum-players work together better,"
Andrew looked at her sympathetically as she flustered over the words. Poor Leona was still getting used to the idea of, at least for this world, being nothing but pixels on a screen when in reality she was a living, breathing person.
"That…is actually a very good idea," the CEO smiled, "We'll have to enact that as soon as we can. I'll gather the heads of each server and have them work on that,"
"Are there no other ideas?" the man from before demanded.
"Unless you can come up with a better one," came the reply.
"Highly doubt it," Cira muttered, getting a nasty look from the man.
She calmly turned her gaze to him, one eye glowing gold, the other a stormy blue. Andrew was dying inside from holding in his mirth as the other man quailed under the dualchrome glare leveled at him. Cira and Leona both in perfect sync and control, evenly balanced between each other.
"Alright, Sunshine, that's enough," he finally choked out, "I think he gets it,"
Cira gave a soft laugh and settled back in her chair.
"And with that, I think we're done here. Miss Noble, Mr. Summers, would you mind if I talked to you two in private…it's…about the other beta testers,"
Cira and Andrew looked at each other and nodded as the others started filtering out and they followed the CEO to his office to talk.
"Hey, Cira, hi Uncle Andrew," came a female voice, getting the First Chosen's attention as a girl with indigo hair and golden eyes stood in front in front of the door.
"Hey, Ryo," Cira greeted, "We'll be out momentarily…keep an eye out?"
"Always," Ryo grinned, a flicker of fire curling around her fingers.
"Be nice, Ryo," Andrew teased, ruffling her hair affectionately, "No frying anyone,"
"If they don't look cold I won't," Ryo laughed as Andrew and Cira walked into the office.
Months Later
Nineteen year old Amelia Whitworth gave a sigh as she tapped her cap on her thigh. Since League's LAN server announced that they would be holding a tournament in her home town, with a cash prize nonetheless…to say she was excited was an understatement. Some of her old classmates that played had contacted her and asked if she'd want to join them. Amelia of course said yes…
After all, the odds and ends jobs weren't enough to keep her afloat for long…considering that without a family there was no one to take care of or take care of her.
"Hey, Mia, you ready?" her classmate called.
Amelia gave a lopsided grin and nodded, walking towards the arcade. This was the preliminary round, one of the first to determine who would make the finals. She followed her classmate to the 'Rift Arena'. There was already a fair amount of people in the room, all eager to watch the showdown. It felt like the whole of her neighborhood was there.
She sat down in a chair next to her four other teammates. Top, Jungler, Mid, Support…they were all there. And then there was Amelia in AD Carry. She cracked her knuckles as she signed in, getting to her account as the mods sent an invite to the teams. The door opened and two men walked in. One a well-built young man with dark-hair and glasses covering his dark eyes, the other a slightly heavier man with black hair and dark eyes and didn't look like he wanted to be there at all.
"Our moderators for this game are two representatives of RIOT Games!" the announcer called, "Please welcome Shane Korrigan and Agustin Bukalow!"
The crowd cheered as the two representatives gave short waves/nods.
"Good luck and have fun, Summoners," Mr. Korrigan said, his pale eyes flashing brightly and the matchmaking began.
Weeks Later…
Amelia grinned, looking around the brilliantly flashing lights of the convention center. The stands were filled with people, everyone wanting to see who would win in this final battle on the LAN server. Amelia and her team had fought long and hard to get here…but, if what she'd seen with her teammates in this road…there might be a problem.
Her team had the typical solo-que mentality, always more concerned over the K/D/A ratio rather than the game itself. And one misstep here…could cost them everything.
She sat down in her designated chair next to her Support.
"Ready for this?" she asked.
"Yeah, it'll be interesting to say the least," he chuckled, "I'll just do my best to get you fed, sound good?"
"Sounds great,"
The lights went crazy for a second and the people in charge introduced the two moderators for this final round of games. Amelia didn't pay attention to names, but she did notice they were very different from the ones that had been watching earlier. These were two women to start with. One a sturdily built red-blonde with stormy blue eyes, the other a tall, willowy platinum blonde with eyes as blue as True Ice.
"Good luck and have fun," the red-blonde started, her voice warm and gentle, "May the best Summoners win!"
Amelia grinned as the two moderators disappeared and the lobby bloomed into life. She smiled and locked in her champion, smiling as the cool blue glow washed over her.
"Let's do this," she grinned.
The battle was long and hard…they barely won and that was only because the enemy team had failed to kill the Baron. Her team was fighting within themselves, the other team had won two and Amelia's team had won one…whoever won this next round would either win the award or force it to round five.
They were going to let the teams have a break, thank God, but still…the hostility and anger within her team worried her.
"You look like you're having a difficult time," a female voice said.
Amelia turned around to see the tall, platinum blonde moderator standing behind her.
"Oh, it's…" Amelia sighed, "My team is fighting with each other instead of the enemy. They've got it in their heads that the K/D ratio is more important than the team or the objectives. I just…I don't know what to do,"
The moderator gave a slight smile and put a cool hand on Amelia's shoulder.
"You've got the heart and soul of a leader," she said, "You'll find a way. I do suggest you figure it out soon though…you don't have long,"
Amelia frowned, looking at her.
"Why are you helping me?" she asked.
"Because…I see a lot of someone I know in you," she admitted, "She wanted to unite her team as well. They're still fighting…but they've united against a common foe,"
Amelia opened her mouth to speak…
"There you are!" came the warm voice of the other moderator, "Ashley, don't scare us like that…Andrew about had a fit,"
"I'm fine, Cira," Ashley sighed, "I'm on my way back…actually…I want to talk to Andrew. There's something I need to tell him,"
The other woman looked at her curiously before Ashley turned to Amelia.
"I wish you good luck, Amelia Whitworth," she said, "I look forwards to seeing you again,"
And she walked off with every bit of regal bearing that a queen would have while Cira followed with the grace a warrior or knight would.
"…What did I just witness…" Amelia blinked before shaking her head and looking at her squabbling team, "It doesn't matter…I need to stop this and stop it now,"
She made her way over to the team and cleared her throat to get their attention.
"Look, I know all of you want to end this with good scores and stuff," she said, "But, if we don't shape up then we are going to lose this. We need to work together. After this here…we can go our separate ways and go back to playing ranked or normal or whatever. Right now…we need to play like a five man team rather than a solo-que scrub. Understand?"
Her teammates looked at each other silently before her Support spoke up.
"She's right," he said, "I want to win this…very much so. But if we keep acting like toddlers, then we won't,"
"What do you say?" Amelia asked.
The other teammates looked at each other again before returning to Amelia and nodded, smiling.
"Let's kick these guys' teeth in!" the Top Laner grinned, smashing her fist into her palm.
Game four went by and Amelia's team won through their much improved teamwork and the other team underestimating them. However, this fifth game…this was the one that would be a bloodbath. Both teams were two and two, whoever won this one would be the winner of the whole thing.
"Remember, no matter what, we're going to come out on top no matter if we win or not," Amelia said, "if anything, we've become a better team,"
"Amen to that," their Jungler grinned, "Let's…make this fun,"
He cracked his knuckles and put on his headset, locking in his Champion. Amelia watched as the rest of her team did the same and she smiled as she hovered over her champion.
"Well, Ashe, let's make this one heck of a ride," she thought as she locked in.
The game was bloody, as was predicted. Everyone's towers save for the nexus towers were down. Each team had at least one inhibitor down and Elder Drake and Baron were being fought over with great viciousness. Whoever won the next team fight…won the game.
Amelia saw the enemy Jinx gunning for her nexus, so she fired Ashe's Enchanted Crystal Arrow at her and recalled with the Baron buff speeding her way. She shot out of base, firing a volley before getting the four stacks of Ranger's Focus and firing away as the arrow slammed into Jinx with an explosion of ice. The two Carries fought, firing at each other with great viciousness until the supports showed up…and Amelia slew Jinx while Braum blocked Jinx's ult.
"Nice job," she called to her support.
"No pro…Mia! Lux!"
Amelia tried to move, but was sniped by Final Spark. She sat back, watching the death timer with irritance. Down for a minute…
The rest of her team fought valiantly and Amelia was back up again, immediately firing an arrow and locking down one target long enough for her teammates to end one life before she got to her team and started fighting for real.
In the end, the other team was just harder to kill and had more damage in the way of their midlaner and their toplaner. They put up a fight, but it wasn't enough. Their nexus exploded and the red glare of 'Defeat' blazed across their screen.
The convention center went wild as they saw what happened and the teams both got up.
"GG," the Jinx player smiled, extending his hand to Amelia, "That was brutal. To be honest, I thought we were going to beat you guys 3-0. But you guys pulled through,"
"We realized we needed to play like a team," she said, "But you guys fought hard too,"
"Miss Whitworth, may I speak with you?" a male voice asked.
Amelia turned around to see a man in a dark fedora with pale icy-blue eyes. He extended his hand to her.
"My name is Andrew Summers, I work for RIOT games and I know why you joined this competition,"
Amelia frowned.
"You joined this for money, I know that," he told her, "And while this would have given you perhaps a year's worth of money, I want to offer you something that would give you a lifetime to survive on,"
Amelia blinked rapidly as she cocked her head.
"What are you talking about?"
He gave a smile and offered his hand.
"Let's go speak someplace more private,"
Amelia nodded and Andrew led her to a conference room. He motioned for her to sit down and Amelia did. She looked up at him expectantly.
"As you know, I work for Riot, what you don't know…is that this, the League and its Champions, Runeterra…is all real,"
Amelia raised an eyebrow before laughing hard.
"You're joking," she laughed…only to see that he wasn't, "…You're…not…"
"No I'm not joking," he told her, "These Champions are living breathing people and creatures. They have lives, families…and they tend to take likings to the children of Earth. Sometimes well enough that they offer these Earth Children a chance to live a better life, whether due to grievous injury, threat of imprisonment or, in some cases, monetary reasons,"
He reached under the table.
"One such Champion, has told me she wanted to give you a better life, Amelia," he told her, "She was very adamant about this,"
"Who?" Amelia blinked…only to freeze as Andrew set a bow carved from sapphire ice on the table.
"This bow belonged to one of my distant ancestors," he explained, "It currently belongs to the Queen of the Freljord. You've been Chosen by Ashe, the Frost Archer. Do you accept her offer, Amelia? To become her and fight for the League? You will be well taken care of, a hefty salary to keep you alive and living comfortably for the rest of your life…"
"I accept," Amelia said immediately, reaching for the bow and feeling its frigid curve slide smoothly under her fingers, "I accept being the new Frost Archer,"
Alright, next should be these two getting to know each other better (yes, that was Ashe herself at the competition...that's why she wanted Amelia as her Chosen so badly).
For you people wanting Chosens, here are my requirements:
What Champion
Character's name ( 1st and last)
Age
Family?
Physical Description
Personality
Why were they picked by the Champion?
How did they become the Champion(why did the Champion choose them and what were the circumstances that made the Champion choose to bond with the character? *doesn't have to be tragic accident, but I still want to know why they're the new Champion*)
You will have one month to get me a description of your Chosen before the Champion goes back into the pool. You can have multiple Chosens (my requirement is that they are related/know each other) Limit is 3. I CAN decide whether or not I will use your Chosen, I'm pulling the 'My story, my rules' card. If I see that someone has a very good reason for that Champion, then I will show preference for them mainly because it's easier for me to write.
Champions already taken:
Leona: me
Kindred, Elise, Evelyn: The Kitsune Girl Ahri
Gragas: RoboticFreeze
Diana: MMiladinova
Jinx: minifox1
Kayle: sop56
Fiora: Oceanbourne
Pantheon: boyfriend
Viktor: ckies
Shen Zed: HLZB
Tahm Kench: Tourvelix
Wukong: Unbiased Friend
Rek'Sai-TheFallenGeneral
Kog'Maw-Croziff
Taric-Mi-Stowagan
Nautilus-NyanTacocat
Nasus Renekton-Hero LumiEre Luminite (brother characters)
Quinn-TheDecieverOfLumosity
Talon, Katerina, Cassiopeia-HyperZEROXL
Bard-amohugz
Varus-Kage Sunaipa
Draven Darius-mooseman3
Udyr-Zoozibble
Braum-Hairy
Sona-friend
Veigar-sylver9895
Nocturne, Fiddlesticks Shaco-TheSmilingMask
Kalista Hecarim-friend of mine
Lulu-another friend of mine
Jhin- The bacon tsar
Malzahar-Erindor
Lucian Thresh-FanboyX
Azir Xereth- Mi-Stowgan
Yasuo-ShadowWalker967
Gangplank Miss Fortune-CoordnationIsKey
Garen-Lt. Darkhound
Syndra- Lamker
Lee Sin-Idrisil
Aurelion Sol-Wish Upon a Sol
Kha'Zix-Navarog
Sion Urgot Malphite- Exodus2150
Ekko-flamezero55
Lux-HGoltara
Ashe-Aloasa
Zyra-hiatuspermit
Nidalee, Taliyah, Annie-Featherleap
Gnar-PLAINAWESOME
Vel'Koz-Old Unreliable
Twisted Fate-SnowPrincess20
Lissandra-Zesterios
Warwick- The Phantom Denizen
Ezreal-Frost Giant 10
Ahri-Foxy Royal
Vladimir- JackTheReaperV
J4-FicFansEverywhere
Camille, Jax, Akali- 30CaliberDonut
Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please let me know!
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.