Stinging Longing

Chapter 1:

Talon P.O.V

Talon sighed, before he composed himself to the usual demeanor, as he walked the ornate halls of the Institute of War. He was overwhelmed with fatigue, for before, his summoner made him go jungle with movement speed quints and ghost. "Is he kidding or plain stupid" Talon asked himself, but it turned out to work, in a way, for the enemy team had no cc and gap whatsoever. Except Garen. "But ehhh", he thought to himself, "he went mid against Heimer, so there was no way he would've won." Anyway, Talon made a vow not to dwelve in the past, and the simple recall of the game that ended few moments ago was still the past. As he walked into his room and collapsed, he didn't know he was going to break that vow soon… very soon.

The next day, league of legends matches were postponed, so he met up with his fellow Noxians: Swain, Sion (ewwwww), Urgot (ewwwwwwwwww), Katarina, the two brothers, Leblanc, Warwick and Singed in front of the portal that led to Noxus.

*Did I miss anyone from Noxus?

He greeted them casually and they greeted him casually, besides Katarina, who said hello in a pompous tone. As they stepped into the portal…they went to Noxus.

"Talon," Swain said, "follow me to my office."

And Talon, with anticipation, followed him.

As they walked into Swain's luxurious office, Swain sat down and told Talon to sit on the chair in front of him.

"So…who do you want me to kill?"

"This is your target," Swain said as he slid a file across the desk, to Talon.

Talon opened it and studied the target carefully. He choked as he realized who it was…

"Talon, you shall be deployed tonight, get ready and be prepared for anything."

Talon was so flabbergasted at who he had to assassinate that he didn't even hear Swain. "No way…This cannot be happening…." He thought to himself. But it is. His inside was filled with dread as his inner self whispered to him. You, yourself made a vow not to dwell in the past, for your past emotions will get in the way. Do what is best for Noxus. His inside told him as the voice faded. "Damn, damn, damn," Talon thought as he faced the impossible choice. Would he fulfill his duty or save a friend's life. And he didn't get much of them too. "Damn, damn, damn…"

Talon, with nothing in his possession besides a garroting wire, 2 daggers and 6… (wtf are those ninja star looking things he uses?) traveled to Bilgewater. He got there in a few days and got aboard a boat…

Irelia P.O.V

She was at home resting, happy that all matches were cancelled for a period of time, due to servers crashing and such. She was ready to attend the Festival of Lanterns that was happening that very day, thus was getting primed and proper. She was doubtful at first and did not exactly recall how she agreed to attend the festival, but with the Institute of War closing for a while, was glad she didn't decline. So little fun occurred these days, and to her stressed self, fun was the best cure. And she did have lots of stress; form the dealing of the dark Kinkou order, to the search of a renegade called Yasuo, to that hateful witch, Syndra. She laid on her couch, waiting idly for Akali and Karma to accompany her there as she was lost deep within her thoughts of how to solve these irksome problems.

So deep was her thought that she didn't notice that the doorbell had been ringing for quite a moment. Embarrassed, she hastily got out of the sofa and went to open the door. She greeted her acquaintances and set out for the celebration together. The group of girls was so preoccupied that they didn't know a shadow trailing them quietly.

"They were right", Irelia thought, "this is quite pleasant". She enjoyed herself, mingling with people and eating exquisite food. "delicious." But then she felt her stomach cringe, as she noticed she overstuffed, and went to the courtyard, where there was fresh air. She nodded bye to Karma and Akali, who were chatting with some of their friends. Irelia didn't have much of those; she preferred to be alone, although she was more sociable than others. She was too busy trying to make the agony of stomach pains stop, when she heard a blade being drawn. "Not again," she thought, "those Noxian imbeciles just don't know when to give up," as she drew her blades and quickly parried the oncoming blade. They started to fight, drawing blood occasionally, but mostly getting usual to the Noxian's style. "This seems really familiar," she thought, "I fought with him before…" But she didn't know any Noxians… Then and there, she knew she was wrong when he turned invisible while blades scattered around her. "No way… it can't be Talon." But it was, and she knew she was gonna have a pain in the butt getting out of this one alive…