Kindled flames

by Thefirstmelon

my first fanfic ever.. go easy on me. Flynn is the adopted human son of ignis the great dragon who is summoned to the league in order to aid bring peace to valoran. During his time at the institute of war he interacts with many champions as well as being bound to a friendship with his summoner ( got the idea that each champion should have one summoner). Possible Flynnxshivana later

1. Chapter 1

Kindled spirit.

The flames of battle swirled around Flynn as he slashes at his foes, each strike emitting a torrent of dragon flame as he butchered his way through the keep of vastron a village that had moments ago refused to back down to the dragons who stood motionless outside the village walls awaiting the decision of the towns leader.

Flynn, the adopted son of the great dragon ignis now stood poised to kill the village chief but not before purple runes appeared at his feet and to his surprise was sucked into a vortex that span him around and around. Flynn wanted to be sick but nothing moved from his stomach. All of a sudden he was on dry land but his feet quickly gave way to a faint.

Flynn's eyes shot open and immediately he rocketed to his feet and took in his surroundings... a small stone room with one door and no windows and he would have mistaken it for a prison if not for the plain banner above the door that read 'hostile patient ward'.

Presently the door opened and an elderly man dressed in a full purple garment and armed with a sceptre entered with three escorts of similar clothing and armaments.

"Flynn scalehide," he said in a firm an accusing voice.

"Who are you, where am I and if you don't answer me quickly ill tear you limb for bloody limb!" Flynn demanded his fiery temper building.

"We are summoners from an institute known as the league of legends stated in the country of valoran. We took the courtesy of scanning your mind while you slept..."

"YOU DID WHAT"! Roared Flynn leaping from his bed flames flickering from his clenched jaws but he was quickly restrained by and magical barrier between himself and the summoners.

"Please Mr. scalehide we do not seek your anger but your aid. We live in a country teetering on the brink of war and considering your physical capabilities demonstrated by your reputation as a champion of the dragon race despite being an adopted human we feel you could assist us in keeping balance between the warring factions of this nation".

Something inside of Flynn sparked and he remembered how all his life he fought to stop the war between the humans and dragons on his continent of rickshime and he let them explain their predicament and the reason for the league.

Realising that he could prevent a war here Flynn agreed that he would help the summoners on the condition that what he was doing was morally right and that he would be returned home at the end of his service."Excellent" proclaimed the summoner "follow me to your quarters Mr. scalehide"

As Flynn tailed through long corridor after long corridor he wondered why was I in the hostile patient ward?"Because you flailed that weapon around dangerously in your sleep and scathed a fellow colleague" the summoner responded in a matter-of-fact tone."How did you know...? Never mind, where is my sword anyway?" Flynn asked."It awaits you in your quarters "came the reply.

Soon they stopped at a metal barred door freshly labelled "the dragon prince.""What's this?" asked Flynn irritated at the cheesy label."It's your champion title, now I'll leave you here to find your own way about things as I'm sure you can find a fellow champion to aid you somewhere.