Scarlet Sin

Chapter 1: Unlikely Gamble

Demacia's official's gathered to discuss a sneak attack against Noxus. For a long time Noxus had kept ahead of them in battles and now it was time for a counter attack. Word had it that Swain, Grand General and Tactician of all of the Noxian forces was inspecting the front lines. If they assassinate Swain, they would have a huge advantage on Noxus, and to be honest, without that advantage, it was only a matter of time until Demacia lost the war. The Demacian Commandos were to take on the operation along with a little help from two members of Piltover, Ezreal and Caitlyn.

Ezreal was there to guide them through the unknown ground since he was known for his abilities as an explorer, without him, it would be too dangerous. Caitlyn was a well trained sniper and would give them support from high ground. It was rumored that the Noxian Crimson Elites were in the area as well, the long time rivals of the Demacian Commandos. A fight between two members had never happened, since both sides know that the opposition is well trained. They both lie in wait until they can get a guaranteed kill.

In the meeting the present Commandos were, Garen, Jarvan IV, Lux, Galio and Xin Zhao, along with Ezreal and Caitlyn. They discussed a complex strategy to get behind Noxian lines and to General Swain while arousing as little attention as possible. Swain would most likely have the Crimson Elites as his personal guard so a bloody confrontation was inevitable, the question was, which side would lose more men? The thing was, the Demacians had no idea they were being watched. Perched upon the ceiling way up high, was Talon, one of the Crimson Elites.

A master in stealth, he had gotten in without having to kill a single guard, and was now silently listening in to the plans and jotting down notes on a piece of paper he had with him. After the meeting was concluded, the Demacians went to rest to prepare themselves for the assault the next day.

Talon knew he could assassinate at least two of the Commandos if he really wanted to but the risk was too great, and besides, the rest of the Crimson Elites would be annoyed at him for keeping all the fun for himself. All the rest of the Crimson Elites were just as willing as he was to stain their hands with the blood of the Demacian Commandos, so without making any sound, he sneaked out once again and delivered his intel back to Noxus HQ.

"Well Well" Swain remarked "I am quite the high value target in the eyes of the Demacians"

"What do you expect Commander?" Riven, another one of the Crimson Elites, replied "Ever since you became Grand General of Noxus, Demacia loses battle after battle in a row."

"I can't wait to get my hands on them," Darius said "I'll saw their heads off one by one, especially that Crownguard...Garen"

"Will you not be so quick to get rough, Darius" Vladimir replied, in his usual calm yet evil voice "We need to squeeze them dry of information first"

"Vladimir is right," Katarina continued, "THe only one we should kill on sight is that Ezreal boy, he's way to young to know anything"

"Fine," Darius sighed, as he started to brandish his axe "But I want to take the front lines tomorrow, heads havent fallen to my axe for a while, and its bothering me"

"Be my guest," Vladimir replied smiling "I'll be having my fun with our 'special guests' for way too long to deal with the front lines"

"Vladimir, you do know you shouldn't get way too carried away with your torture obsession" Katarina reminded him

"I see not how my sadistic tendencies bother you, if I direct them towards others" Vladimir sighed, disappointed

"We may not be famed for our morals but you torturing out captives to the extent you desire might make the people uneasy. People are already scared of you enough, Vladimir, and you should feel honored we let you in on such High Command, if you do something to make us look more evil than we already are, the people might lose faith in us. Alot of them already have, but dont want to start a rebellion or something, let's not make this situation any worse, we can't fight ourselves AND Demacia at the same time" Swain explained

Vladimir was not a member of the Crimson Elites, neither was he a member of Noxian nobility like most of the other people present there. He was a mage, a hemomancer, who could manipulate blood, and the Noxian army hired him to help them against the fight with Demacia. Some say it was for his amazing abilities in combat, others say it was because Noxian high command feared that Vladimir would kill them. Rumors were going around left and right, but one was fact, Vladimir was a valuable asset to Noxus.

"So be it, I'll go through the efforts of keeping my impulses suppressed" Vladimir said "However, should I lose control, since after all, I am a vampire, I will make sure of it that the peasants of Noxus shall not be informed for one bit of the story"

"But if they do, and mutiny breaks out, we will have you publicly executed to calm the people down, we can't afford any backlashes now" Swain said, making sure Vladimir was listening

"Death I fear not," Vladimir replied "I have lost both soul and body, I've absorbed so much of others I don't recognize my own self anymore. This lust, this hunger for blood is the only thing which gives me the will to live, if death is the price I have to pay for satisfying it, so be it, at least I die on my own will"

"He's so poetic" Talon joked from the other side of the room and put on a starstruck face as the Crimson Elites started laughing

Vladimir snapped his fingers and the ball of blood which kept floating near him split into 3 strains and darted at Talon. The rest of the Crimson Elites immediately got up and pointed their weapons at Vladimir

"Calm yourselves, what wrong is there in playing a small jest on him who plays the joker?" Vladimir asked, smiling

The Crimson Elites sighed and lowered their weapons and burst out laughing when they turned to Talon who had gone white from fear.

"Next time, I might drain you a little" Vladimir whispered into Talon's ear as he passed by him, exiting the room, dropping into a sanguine pool and slipping underneath the door.

"Tough Guy Talon strikes again" Katarina jokes and the Crimson Elites begin laughing once more

"Enough!" Swain shouted, and the elites stopped laughing and stood in attention. "Tomorrow a crucial battle is at hand, go, get yoursleves some sleep, failure shall not be tolerated the slightest bit"

"Sir, yes Sir!" the Crimson Elites shouted in unison and went off to their individual quarters

Meanwhile, the Vampire of Scarlet walked alone down the hallway, muttering to himself. For a long time he had not been given prisoners, and now, he wouldnt miss this opportunity. He lied about trying to keep himself under control, when he found the suitable person, he would use him or her to satisfy all of the urges he kept suppressed for so long.

"Foolish Demacians," he said under his breath "Pray my claws dont approach your body and my teeth dont draw near your skin, for the one I shall pick suffers a fate worse than a thousand deaths..."

Well, suprise suprise yo, I'm pretty fucked up. I must be bipolar or something, I have now written a masochistic and a sadistic fanfiction basing part of the main character both times on myself. I'd say that if you're abit Vanilla this fanfic isnt for you. I know most of my other fics are fluff, but this is a side which I think I should explore abit. Either way, I know I might not have expressed Vladimir's sadistic side too much in this story so far, I kind of focused on making him look like abit of a distinguished noble with the way that he speaks, all poetic. and keep his sadistic side hidden, and let it surface suddenly when he cant control himself, so later on...well, I'll let you guys see for yourselves (and probably end up losing a whole lot of viewers and end up getting locked in a mental asylum or something lol xD). Have a nice day everyone :D