This story occurs after the Kalamanda incident, but I threw lore outside the window after that because of character death. The ages are very close to the real thing, tons of research. Lux is about mid 20 to late 20, Garen is about early thirty. First time doing huge fight scenes, I'd be grateful if you reviewed and tell me whether it was on par or not with my other fanfic, what was good, and what could be improved on. Reviews will not be deleted, not even the flame, unless it's just spam.

Credit goes to: Anameshouldbehere and Twisted List for Editing. This chapter will have slight touch ups later.

Garen and Lux marched beside each other, leading the Dauntless Vanguard into Noxian territory. Tensions were high and the argument between siblings earlier this morning did not help either. Garen marched on, with an intense aura around him.

"Luxanna, are you sure these . . . rumours are true? I don't think Leblanc is imitating Jarvan, even if he's been acting strange ever since his return."

Lux sighed, exasperated "Garen, I have complete faith in my spies, if they have bring me information, it will be true."

Garen then saw a mean stare from Lux that said 'we'll talk about this later.'

Garen did not change visibly, but he was sad. Ever since they joined the military, Lux had changed, and they had grown apart. If only they didn't join. . .

He shook his head, he shouldn't be having those thoughts, he was a proud soldier of Demacia, and the leader of the Dauntless Vanguard.

"Stop."

Garen blinked, almost walking into his sister.

"Hold!"

All of his soldiers stopped marching, and awaited instructions.

"This is the spot, the prison should be here somewhere."

Garen looked around, the forest seemly empty, but something was wrong. He felt it, and after years of being a soldier his gut seized.

He turned around, and saw a knife flying at him, he blocked it instinctively. He looked down at the blade. Katerina? No, her blades weren't green. Another projectile came flying, an acid bomb hit his soldiers, and they fell down, screaming. Suddenly, all around Garen, Noxian troops surrounded them, outnumbering them 12-1.

Garen saw this, and swore.

"Form your lines!"

A cackle from the forest, only one person in the world had that laugh. Urgot.

He realized this was a fight he could not win.

"Charge forward!"

Noxian soldiers charged at them, but the Dauntless Vanguard were not fazed, they charged into the enemy lines. Hoping to break down the enemy lines and escape.

As the box closed upon them, Lux got desperate.

Garen saw a red laser, "EVERYONE GET DOWN!"

Not questioning it, the soldiers dropped, and Lux shouted: DEMAC-"

The red laser disappeared, and Garen looked back, a knife through her stomach, pinning her to a tree.

The soldiers got back up, ready to fight again, but Garen didn't see any of this. All he saw, was his little sister, pinned on a tree. Breaking ranks, he charged backwards towards the tree, decapitating all Noxians in his way.

When he finally reached Lux, she gave a grim smile.

"Hello brother. Will you finally call me Lux now?

Garen stood there, transfixed, sorrow in his heart.

"I'm so sorry Lux, I wasn't there to protect you. I wasn't there to stop the military from dragging you into it, and I wasn't here now, protecting you from death."

Lux tenderly placed a hand on Garen.

"It's okay Garen, it's alright, I know you tried, and I know you cared."

Garen cried a single drop of tears, for the first time since joining the military twenty years ago.

"I . . . I can fix this. I will give my life for yours. This… this can work, this must work."

Garen put his hand on Lux's body, but Lux slowly peeled them off.

"I was already dead Garen, this life isn't mine. I died when I joined the military, I'm just living another person's life. This death is an escape, a vacation, one that's overdue." Lux coughed up blood, but she continued. "All I wanted, was to know that you still cared, that someone knew who I really was before I died."

Garen looked at her with more tears slowly crawling down his face.

"Promise me Garen, that you shall never fall to another man's blade, get out of this alive, no matter the cost."

Lux slowly closed her eyes, for the last time.

Garen fell to his knees, dropping his sword. The sounds of war was slowly fading, as every Dauntless Vanguard member was merciless hacked down.

"Why Urgot? Why?"

Urgot gave a wheezing laugh.

"To hurt you."

"This is not right! You should face me in battle, not Lux!"

"You of all people should know that a war does determine who is right, but who is left."

Garen clutched his fallen sword, he picked it up and threw it at Urgot, determined to kill him.

Urgot gave a laugh and left, the sword piercing the ground where he once stood.

About 20 Noxian soldiers remained, the rest followed him.

"Let us go, Jarvan the 4th is next."

Garen looked at his hands, and placed them on the ground.

He saw the enemy soldiers approaching.

Garen whispered in a trembling tone. "If there is any righteousness left in the world, if there are any gods listening, head my call, and let me bring forth justice, if only for one last time."

He felt an unexplainable fury in his chest. His eyes turned gold, he knew this sensation.

"DEMACIA!"

A huge sword came crashing down from the sky, the Noxian soldiers looked up, and a huge explosion wiped them out.

He slowly walked over towards where Urgot used to be.

Garen picked up his sword from where it fell.

"I will have my revenge Urgot, soon."

Garen jogged towards the distant army, determined to catch up, even it was the last thing he did.

Part two soon.