A League of Legends Story
Chapter one
Nightfall approached as Talon and Katarina stood at the outskirts to Noxus. Talon had been head over heels for Katarina for a long while now. Katarina never felt the same way for him. She had always loved Garen. Ever since there little skirmish, Katarina had always felt a magnetic attraction to him. All she was doing was leading Talon on, so she wouldn't hurt his fragile feelings. They were great friends, nothing more.
"So Kat, did you want to go to the pub with me tonight?" Talon asked for the hundredth time. He had been asking Katarina to go to the pub ever since eight o'clock this morning! It got on Katarina last nerve.
"Sure… Which pub would you like to go to tonight?" Katarina responded with a quick smile. Talon asked Katarina to the pub everyday this bloody week. Since it was a Friday night, she humbly accepted.
Just as the two began to set foot onto the nearby sidewalk, LeBlanc appeared. Black smoke filled the air, as she smiled. Katarina began to cough lightly as Talon kept walking. Soon after, LeBlanc again appeared in front of Talon making him cough up a storm.
"What do you want?!" Talon asked his face tomato red with anger. LeBlanc just simply laughed and flashed out leaving another cloud of gray smoke. Talon began walking again as Katarina gracefully followed.
Katarina chuckled quietly as they soon arrived at The Gragas Pub! (As you can tell, Gragas was horribly drunk when he created the name.) Talon kindly opened the door as the two walked in. There were not many people there. Katarina only noticed two, Twisted Fate and Evelynn simply talking at a corner both. Katarina and Talon sat at the counter as Gragas poured tons of drinks.
"What can I get you two?" Gragas asked them as he belched loudly. Talon quickly ordered them a beer before Katarina could say a word. Usually Katarina didn't drink but, today was an exception. Quietly they left the counter and headed for a nearby, oak wood table. It was a small table but big enough for the two of them.
Talon and Katarina began drinking heavily after they sat down. The beer tasted gruesomely awful, but it was better than nothing. Slowly, Talon started talking about his day as Katarina got bored. He just blabbed on and on about training techniques. It was the most boring day of her life. Just as Talon finished blabbing, a yellow card quietly lodged itself into Talon's head.