Hello fellow readers! This is my re-made version of A Shadow on the Wall, and I plan to fix any mistakes I have made in the previous one. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! (Be warned, this whole story is pretty gory, even this chapter, so read with caution. Thank you.)

Deep within the Shadow Isles, an ancient evil stirs. The Half-spiders have awoken, and now they plan to not only take over the Shadow Isles, but all of Runeterra as well. The Half-spiders are rising. Their ancient rivals, the Werewolves, discover about the prophecy written in the stars. The prophecy predicts that one day, a human will be born into the world. And that human, will be the one to lead the Werewolves against the Half-spiders, and save the world. Or, the Half-spiders will capture him, and corrupt him to act against his destined brethren. The stars speak of the hero, and loudly, they speak his name: Koman. The Werewolves kept the Half-spiders at bay, until a new dawn rose, and the hero was brought into the world…

The young man's eyes slowly opened as his younger sister shook him roughly. His vision was blurred and he barely made out his sister's face. He blinked quickly until his vision returned to normal. His sister smiled at him warmly, and ran her fingers through his long hair. She had pale white hair, like him, but unlike him she had dark orange eyes, while he had icy blue. Their faces look quite similar, and they both share small, straight noses. He sat up in a sitting position as her smile grew wider. "Get up, you lazy ass!"

The young man smiled crookedly. "Who you calling lazy?"

"You, obviously. Why do you always sleep in so late?"

"Why do you always wake up so early?"

She grinned. "It's just natural, I guess." She paused, her expression turning into worry. "There are people here. They look like soldiers from the military."

The young man frowned. "Why would soldiers be here?"

"I don't know, but I'm scared Koman."

Koman moved over and embraced his sister strongly. "Don't worry, Riven. I'm here."

Riven clinged to his shirt tightly, and placed her head on his shoulder, her hair rubbing his chin. Koman smiled and placed a hand on the back of her head, stroking her pale straight hair. Koman feared for Riven, but she has proven that she is strong. Koman heard voices nearby and it seemed that Riven heard them too. She perked up her head from Koman's chest and looked towards the where the noise was coming from. Riven was always like this, cautious, ever since they were taken away at a young age. Their father was killed in a brutal war between Demacia and Noxus and their mother died giving birth to Riven. They were sent to the orphanage since they had nowhere else to go.

They had spent nine years at the orphanage, and Riven hated every moment of it. Koman understood her wish for freedom, but they had no choice. Koman closed his eyes as he remembered Riven's words to him about the matter. "I don't want to spend all my life in an orphanage! I want my life to have a purpose!"

"And what would that purpose be? Becoming a soldier of Noxus and slaughtering the innocent?"

"No! All I want is to bring peace to Valoran. Isn't that what you want, big brother?"

Koman sighed. "Yes. I want nothing more."

"Then we should try and accomplish that together, Koman! Please say we will!"

"I swear you are going to be the death of me. Fine, I promise."

She hugged him, tears flowing down her face. Koman simply stood there, shocked, until he embraced her back. "Yes, Riven… I promise I will try to accomplish our dream."

"I promise…"

Koman's eyes opened suddenly as the soldiers entered the large room, piercing eyes observing the room. They carefully began inspecting all the children there. One of the soldiers walked over to Koman and Riven and lifted up Koman by the shirt. Koman started into the hateful eyes of the soldier as he barked a command. Two other soldiers nodded as they grabbed Koman and tried taking him away. Riven, however, clung on to Koman and wouldn't let go. The soldier who had lifted Koman nodded to the others.

"Well, I guess we'll take her too."

One of the other soldiers grabbed Riven, who tried to resist. Koman shook his head at her, and she eventually calmed down. The three soldiers left the room. Two of them carried Koman and Riven, while the other stood at the front with his sword drawn.

Koman's youthful face was filled with fury as he stared behind him at the soldier pushing him along through the streets. From behind the solider, Koman could see more soldiers carrying young men he knew in the orphanage. Although he didn't know them very well, he was concerned. Koman spent most of his time with either Riven or by himself. Koman grunted as the soldier forcefully pushed Koman further forward. Koman stared at the soldier with icy eyes. "Where are you taking us?" Koman demanded.

The soldier grinned. "You lad, and your sister as well, have just been rewarded with the honour of joining the Noxian military."

Riven gasped loudly as Koman clenched his fist. The soldier noticed this and tightened his grip on Koman's wrists. "You try anything like that, boy, and you die. Got it?" The soldier was responded with silence. The soldier growled angrily and pushed Koman right arm further up his back, stretching it. Koman cried out in pain as the soldier yelled. "Do you understand me?" Koman nodded in pain and the soldier pushed him forward again. The soldier then gripped Koman's wrists and began leading him towards the Keep. Their new life was beginning, and Koman was sure, that it would not be any better.

Koman worried about Riven, and how she would handle in the military. Koman managed to get a look at her. She looked scared, but she tried to hide it. Koman smiled to himself. Well, I guess your dream came true, sister. I just hope that we live long enough to achieve it. The soldiers walked them across the large bridge towards the Keep. They entered and from his uniform, the Commander of the guard approached them. He smiled coldly as he glanced at the young men and women around him.

"So, this is all of them?"

The soldier holding Koman bowed slightly. "Yes, Commander. We found the strongest ones we could find."

"Excellent. Well, go take them for their training. Let's see if any of them are strong enough to survive."

The soldier at the front nodded and led Koman away from the main hall into a separate hallway. The other soldiers followed in suite as the leader continued down the hallway. They reached the barracks and the young men and women were ordered to stand in a line in front of the soldiers. The leader yelled out for silence, then spoke:

"Listen well, recruits. There is one very important lesson you must learn." The leader looked over to a young man and beckoned him over. The teenager approached slowly as the soldiers. The soldier continued. "This young lad will demonstrate. Kneel." He ordered. The boy fell to his knees and hung his head down. The commander pulled out a thick whip. He heavily flicked the whip against the young man's back. The teenager cried out in pain as the whip bit into his flesh. The commander continued to whip him, the sound of the whip echoing through the room. The teenager fell to his hands and begged for mercy. The commander dropped the whip and drew his sword. Without mercy, he severed the young man's head from his shoulders. Blood squirted from the once living teenager's neck as his body fell forward, blood making a pool at the other recruits feet.

Koman made a short gasp, and then looked up at the commander in anger. The commander sheathed his sword, then spoke: "Know this! If you are too weak like him and beg for mercy," The commander said, poking the teenager's headless body with his armoured foot. "You die. Understood?" The other recruits nodded slowly and he spoke again. "Now, everyone remove their shirts, and kneel with your back facing us! Now!"

The recruits followed his command and kneeled facing towards the wall, then removed their shirts. Riven kneeled next to Koman and he placed a hand on her shoulder. Riven gave him a small smile, as Koman looked at her with concern filling his eyes. Koman suddenly gasped with pain as a whip connected with his bare back. Koman closed his eyes and thought of Riven. Her warm smile and her loving embrace. Because of his concern for her, he barely felt the pain from the whip flicking against his back.

Nialthiem moved in his throne to a more comfortable position. The god of wolves closed his eyes and smiled a toothy smile. Koman had finally entered the world. Nialthiem sighed, a breath of release. It wasn't long now, until Koman would take over his position as the leader of the Werewolves. A door opened in the distance, and faintly, Nialthiem could hear footsteps approaching his throne in the dark, cold room. Without opening his eyes, Nialthiem spoke. "Why have you come, brother?"

"Your majesty, the human the stars spoke of is finally here."

"Yes, I felt his presence enter the world years ago. His arrival is of no news to me. I'm surprised you weren't able to sense him yet. However, there is something else you wish to discuss. What might that be?"

"Forgive me for being so rude, your majesty, but why are you trusting our very existence to a human, of all things?"

Nialthiem opened his eyes, revealing bright yellow irises and vertical shaped pupils. He snarled, revealing pointed white teeth. "You dare question the leader the stars themselves set for us?"

"My apologies, Great leader, but it just seems odd."

"I apologize also. I had no right to be angry with you, for it is an odd matter. However, the stars command it, so we must acquiesce to their wishes." Nialthiem paused, as if expecting a response. No response came, and the wolf god continued. "We must place our faith in this human, for the stars say he is the only one who can stop Vilemaw and end his plots."

The werewolf kneeled. "I… I think I understand, great leader. It just seemed strange to me, why the stars would choose a human to lead us."

"If the prophecy remains true, then he will not be just a human for much longer."

"Yes, Nialthiem."

"You may depart, if you wish."

The werewolf nodded and quickly left the large room, leaving Nialthiem alone with his thoughts. I must get to Koman first, Nialthiem told himself, for if the half-spiders get to him… all hope for my brethren, will be lost. And the half-spiders will take over everything. But I will not allow it, not while I still have strength left.