So I'm doing a LoL fic, been getting into it recently so I figured why not. I've done the research into the lore and all but there are some gaps in my knowledge, so hopefully you enjoy this will involve some OC's I've got one in mind but I'm taking suggestions for more, (I plan to put four in not including the one I've got in mind).
[Demacia]
Garen stood in the garden watching the sky as the clouds drifted by the sun; it was a quiet day not much had happened aside from Lux being in an oddly good mood today, he rested his head on the tree behind him and sat down breathing a sigh of both boredom and relief, although he enjoyed the peace and calm as much as any demacian, but he felt as if something was wrong.
"Garen" He jumped at the intrusion to his daydreams, to find Lux standing before him with a quizzical look on her face
"Yes Lux?"
"Do you know anything about all the Journal of Justices Reporters wandering around?" Garen raised his eyebrow at this it wasn't uncommon for JoJ reports to be wandering around trying to get a scoop, but that was only when something was going on
"No, I didn't even know about them, what are they asking about?"
"Something about Noxus" Garen rose at this
"Noxus what in the hell are they up too this time?"
[Noxus]
Darius stood among the crowd as Draven had one of his famous shows under way, he watched as one of the prisoners tried to fight back, as Draven was distracted by his ego showboating to the crowd, Darius had thought he might even wound Draven, until Draven turned and severed his torso form his legs, making the crowd scream and cheer, Draven raised one of his Axes and gave a blood curdling cry as he had taken down nearly everyone, Darius sighed his brothers egotistical behaviour would be the death of both of them someday his mind drifted to thoughts of the future, of the things Swain was plotting, he snapped back as they crowd became earsplittingly loud, Draven had killed the last of the prisoners.
[Sometime later]
Draven was sitting in his 'locker' room washing the blood off his boots when Darius walked in
"Ah my dear brother what too do I owe this pleasure" his tone was a mix of sarcasm and annoyance
"I've come to ask you something Draven" the curiosity was thick in his voice Draven raised an eyebrow
"Ask away brother" Darius was silent for a time seeming to be considering his next move
"Have you seen all the JoJ reporters around recently?" Draven smiled
"My dear brother they seem to swarm around me" Draven was glowing with ego
"But have they been paying attention to you?" his smile disappears and he takes a darker look
"No…they've been asking me the same question over and over again…"
"Have you heard?" Darius's interruption caught Draven by surprise, it was even more so because he was right that was the only thing The JoJ journalist would ask him just 'have you heard' Darius and Draven stood in an awkward silence for a time.
[Sometime later]
Darius strode down the halls of his lord Swain's home; he was quite distressed with the feeling of unknowing wearing heavily on his mind. He knocked on Swain's Study door and was told to enter; Swain was sitting behind his desk pen in hand writing some notes or a letter, the soothing sounds of an orchestral piece filled his ears as he entered the room.
"Yes Darius?" Darius took a moment to reconsider his choice of action but quickly shrugged it off rather quickly though
"My Lord… I was wondering if you had heard this big news the JoJ have been all fussing about" Swain's expression was calm as it always was; it was however a relatively long time before he answered.
"…Darius…I think it's time I introduce you to someone" Swain rose from his seat, cane in hand and walked towards a side door and ushered Darius to follow. Darius had to try to keep up despite his leg and age Swain was walking with a sort of vigour that Darius hadn't seen in him before.
"My lord, may I ask who it is you're going to show me?" Swain Chuckled
"Darius… I need good men to follow me more so then you and your brother" Darius raised his eyebrow, as far as he knew Draven only cared about himself
"Despite your devotion and willingness to aid me, it is at time not enough; we need more, as you've seen our people are being slowly weakened by our current government" Darius saw where Swain was going with this
"You've found a new Agent?" Swain Chuckled again
"Close my friend, close" Swain stop at a door, behind it Darius could hear the clang of metal and rending of flesh, Swain pushed open the door
"Darius allow me to introduce Cain" Darius was wide eyed to see a teenaged boy no older then eighteen holding a fully armoured Noxian Guard by the throat, the guard was limp as the boy threw him through a nearby door, the boy wore a chainmail vest and baggy jeans, his hair was silver not white by a glossy silver.
"Cain?" He stood at attention
"Lord Swain" his eyes were grey and cold as he saluted Swain
"This Darius is Cain my new agent and League of Legends Champion." Darius was amazed by this, that a boy as young as he is had been accepted into the league.
"Lord Swain, this is Darius?" Swain nodded and Cain approached Darius, he looked up at Darius and held out his hand
"Honoured to finally meet you sir" Darius was surprised by his formality, but he took his hand and shook it, his grip was a lot stronger than he had thought
"Darius you best get acquainted with Cain, you two will be fighting side by side for many battles to come"
"Sir" Swain Smiled
"I've arranged a League match against Piltover to test his skills you and Draven will be joining him" Darius was amazed so this is what the JoJ Journalist were buzzing about, a new Champion.
Okay so first chapter done hope you enjoyed the introduction of Cain the Silver Haired Demon as he will be called by Demacians and Noxians alike. any way next we will be introduced to two more new Champions a Zanuite and a Piltoverian but until then Byeeeee.
(Also if you have any OC Suggestions please send to me in a PM in this format makes it a lot easier for me)
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(Thank you)