Author Note:

Although I am the creator of this, all places, people, locations, and etc. are owned by Riot. In other terms, don't sue me!

Also can someone tell me if this work is protected by Creative Commons? Thanks

Prologue

As Caitlyn the Sheriff of Piltover dressed in her famous attire strolled down the massive halls within the Institute of War, she began to reflect on her reasons for join the league a couple months ago. "Would she truly finally catch the illusive C by joining league?" she pondered. "Am I truly helping Piltover by spending my time in the League?" she began to doubt herself as she continued through the hall. Suddenly from behind, Caitlyn was hit in the shoulder slightly by someone running past her. Caitlyn yelled at the stranger in irritation, "Watch where you're going!" as the girl continued down the hall.

The girl turned around for a second to reveal her stunningly crystal blue eyes and light blonde hair that flew across her delicate features. She appeared little over five feet tall and was wearing a blue dress which was embroidered with blue, silver, and gold threads. "Sorry I'm kind of in a hurry," Lux said with a faint smile as she turned around and continued her quick pace towards the gates of the institute. "What a klutz I'm," thought Lux as she forged onward until her attention was redrawn to Caitlyn.

"Where to?" probed the Sheriff as her brown eyes continued to fallowed the light mage.

"A date with Ezreal," responded Lux with a huge grin on her face while adding "I don't want to be late. We are going to meet in a restaurant at the town."

"I should of guessed." thought Caitlyn as her chocolate colored hair which reached pass her shoulders finally began to settle down again. After a moment, a rare smile overtook her face. She replied "You two make a cute couple."

"Thanks!" Lux shouted and began her hurried sprint to the front gate while attempting to prevent her dress from dragging on the ground. Caitlyn laughed as champions and summoners alike jumped of the way of her mad dash to the finish line.

As Caitlyn continued her walk towards her room, words rolled out that muttered, "I wish had something like that." As quick as the words left her mouth, she instinctively observed her surroundings with her sharp eyes to make sure no one heard what she just mumbled. Once she thought the coast was clear, she began accelerate down the engraved marble halls that had statues of all sorts by the walls. The statues themselves looked like they were watching her which further increased her haste. As she passed summoners who were grouped together in deep conversation, some of them broke from their conversations to greet Caitlyn with a questioning glance which she ignored. Finally, once she reached her room, she gasped for air from her light run. She then repositioned her sniper rifle that was awkwardly positioned from her run and tucked her hair back behind her shoulders. She was glad knowing that no one would find out about her small personal problem.

Caitlyn then accessed her room which had no more than her bare essentials such as spare lenses and gun parts as well as tools to assist her if she needed to repair her trusty sniper rifle that was still slung over her shoulder. As well as the things that came with the room such as screen that displayed news and league matchs, a closet, cushioned chairs, a bed, a bathroom, and a kitchen that had cabinets filled with some of her favorite foods. The only thing that was not essential was a desk covered with papers that detailed the events of the illusive C. She sighed as she examined her desk. No matter how much time she poured into examining the evidence; she felt no closer to catching the perpetrator. Out of the blue, a gust of wind from the window blew her papers off the desk which made her sigh even further.

Just as Caitlyn was about to pick up the papers she heard a knock on her door. She unslung her rifle intuitively and pointed at the door while yelling with an icy tone in her voice, "Who is it?" The person however remained silent so Caitlyn went to her door and opened it while still pointing her rifle at the entrance. To her surprise however, she found that there was nothing at the door except for a small poof of red smoke. So she closed the door and though, "Great I think Katarina in my room." Once she was once again settled down with her gun in her lap, she noticed it was already 8 o'clock at night. She then murmured, "How can it already be 8 the sun is still up." "Great now I need Zilean to fix my clock just my fucking luck!" mentally cursed Caitlyn.

To Caitlyn's obviously faked surprise a woman replied, "I may have changed your clock to mess with you." From out of the shadows Katarina emerged with a malevolent grin and two blades in her hands. She proceeded to walk towards the leather couch and asked in an insulting manner, "Is that fear I smell?"

Caitlyn retorted, "Why would I fear someone who I already knew was fallowing me the entire time?" As she spoke, she raised her gun and aligned her iron sight instead of her lenses due to the close quarter conditions on Katarina's chest. "Give up Katarina because this is your only chance, one shot is all I need to end your life." Caitlyn replied slowly, and deliberately to empathize her voice.

Katarina laughed and then teleported behind the couch to place a knife at Caitlyn's milk white neck. She then coolly suggested, "Why would I care if your gun was pointed at me? In fact, why don't you just drop your piece of pathetic 'technology' on the floor or perhaps I should help you by cutting off your fingers?"

"You really are dumb aren't you, Sinister Blade? You think that a dull piece of steel will stop me?" Caitlyn said with an apathetic manner disregarding the knife lodged at her throat. "Firstly, killing on the Institute is strictly forbidden and secondly, you think I would leave myself defenseless in my own room?" Caitlyn prodded with a smirk on her face that made Katarina slightly uneasy.

"I'm the one with the knife at your throat so I really don't think you should be talking cupcake." Katarina countered without hesitation, "Also, your implied 'defenses' were taken out by a well-placed throwing knife," Katarina motioned towards the stealth turret that was now broken in half with a devilish grin.

Caitlyn curtly snapped back, "Only one person can call me cupcake and Heimerdinger's turret was only one piece of my defense. Would you like to meet the other?" The glass shattered as a Katarina's body hit the couch with unbelievable force.

Vi laughed before nonchalantly whispered with a smile, "You're welcome Cupcake." She then jumped back out of the window ignoring the fact that it was 30 feet down to ground level. She just moved her hextech gauntlet in front of her as she created a crater in to ground… again. Then she got back up and started to walk away as if nothing happened. Vi could faintly her out Caitlyn say, "Thank Vi," as she walked back towards her quarters.

Her head was still dizzy when Katarina noticed a barrel pointed at her face. She quickly realized both of her hands were cuffed to a bed frame with one on each side. She also felt the pain of what could be assumed is a gigantic bruise on her back from the hit yesterday.

It all came back as a flash to her as she remembered putting a knife to Caitlyn's throat. Shortly after that she remembered something heavy and metallic smashing her to the couch. Everything after that came as a daze but she did remember something with large hands had talked to Caitlyn briefly before jumping back out the window. After that she blacked out.

As she began to prepare for a shunpo to escape from her captor she realized the manacles were imbued with magic which would prevent any form of teleporting. "What time is it?" she asked in an attempt to distract Caitlyn who happened to still be aiming her sniper rifle at her face.

"It's 9 AM. You slept for quite a bit of time." Caitlyn's cool and patient voice unnerved Katarina in no way any other captor had before. She then dropped her gaze for a second before returning with a smirk on it while saying "You will be sent to the league council and tried for attempted murder on me. I call them shortly that you have an appointment with them. Oh and sorry that I left my fuzzy cuffs at home. I know most girls hate such 'hard' treatment."

"Ha! You think I will actually be tried? The league lacks the correct authorization and jurisdiction to try me for my supposed crimes," ranted Katarina, "and even if I was imprisoned by the likes of you; do you think Noxus would take kindly to me being imprisoned? Why would they continue in the league after this point and not declare war?" She decided to ignore Caitlyn's comments that increased her anger even more.

"Noxus may be powerful but even you know that Noxus does not have the military might to wage war against everyone who is affiliated with the league," Caitlyn retaliated, "Also, I recognize you most likely will get away free but at least I know I followed through with the law."

"Do you only care for the law? Are you that alone that all you do is fallow the law?" Katarina taunted while chuckling, "You've never even felt love."

"Oh and you have? I doubt he would love you back because all he would be thinking about is his lust and your many knives." Caitlyn riposted in fury, "and I've never had time for those kinds of emotions anyways. They would interfere with what I do."

"You're always right down to the point Miss Caitlyn. That is so much like you" Katarina spat with a searing edge, "Have you ever thought some people may like you more than just being a friend? You just block it all out however, because you have to continue your research and catch the infamous C." "But hey why do I care, it's not like any of my comments will change you," calmly exposed Katarina as her tension in her muscles finally began to relax.

Caitlyn began to uncuff Katarina and painstaking responded, "Just leave," as she attempted to stop the first tear she had felt in a couple years. She could not show herself breakdown in front of her. Kat would use this sign of weakness and destroy everything that she had created.

Once uncuffed, Katarina began to walk towards the door. She felt so happy until she saw Caitlyn begin to breakdown and regret filled Katarina as she closed the door behind her, "Why am I feeling sorry for what I've don't? It not like this is the first time I've brought someone's weakness out of their body." Once the door was fully closed, she heard slight sobbing which caused her to feel something she had never felt before. "Is sorrow for what I've done," though Kat as she passed summoners who shot her questioning glances as to why she left from Caitlyn's room. She chose to ignore them and headed to the dining hall.

Author Notes: This is my first fanfiction. In fact, it is my first attempt at writing something other than an academic essay. Therefore, I would most appreciate reviews that help me to hone my writing skills. (Need to prepare for writing SAT essays so things that improve grammar, sentence structure, flow, etc are most necessary) Anyone who helps will get a special mention in the next chapter. Oh and if my rating is wrong can you please tell me which on to place it in. Thanks in advance