AN: Hello all, I have been played far too much League as of late, and me and my friend got the idea for Marcus during the showing of Ocean's Twelve Last Night. I put this story's start together to…test the waters, as one may have it. If the opening chapter is received positively, then I will continue.
The Conquers Sea: the in-crossable ocean to the west of Valorian. The sea was rumored to be a death-wish for sailor's but one ship knew how to cross it that's to lessons from survivors and tales of the dead who lay in it's depths. On the other side lay a worse picture than Valorian. Luvanace (Lu-van-ance) was a nation completely at war with itself, with mass murders and destruction of the city being a way of life. The captain felt very generous and offered to take some people to a nicer world in the city-state of Demacia. The captain's name was Gerath. Twelve families and a single man came aboard. The single man's name was Marcus. He had no last name and simply came aboard with a sword and shield and asked for a place where he would no longer be hated for being himself. The captain agreed to even meet with the stranger.
Gerath went back to his cabin, and prepared to leave when pirates attacked his ship. Gerath escaped but the majority of the crew and families did not. He was also forced to enter dangerous portions of the ocean further south. The winds rocked the ship without ends as the surviving twenty members attempted to bring themselves home. But it was not to be in the end. The Ship chrashed landed on the rocks near the coast Far North of Demacia, but on the other side of Freljord. The man was the only other survivor then Gerath, who disappeared from the scene.
Janna of Piltover, when taking with Nami over the state of the natural world, found Marcus. The Two found the wrecked ship and the unconscious Marcus on the deck of the beached ship, his weapon combo still on his back. Janna took him to be healed in Piltover. It is on this bed that Marcus took his first look onto this much better world, but filed with a different kind of problem.
League Of Legends: The Living Masquerade
Chapter 1: Brave New World
Marcus woke with a start immediately reaching for his sword, but it was nowhere to be seen. His sudden start was for naught. As he was lying down in some type of Hospital bed. He relaxed as hospitals, even back home, were safe havens for both sides. As he sat up, the door to the room opened and two women walked in, one in a nurse outfit and one blonde girl who floated in white robes. Marcus spoke first, "Good Morning."
The two chatting women stopped to see that Marcus had awoken. The Blonde smiled and spoke, "Good Morning, I thought you would sleep forever there." She giggled as her assistant put blades into the corner. Marcus paid it no mind and simply spoke again, "How long was I out Doctor…" Marcus lead off.
The Blonde handed Marcus a glass of water and continued, "Janna. But I am not a doctor really. You were out for about two days after we found you on the ruined ship. Marcus dropped his head, "Did any of those families make it?" Janna shrugged, "We only found you with those."
The black sword and shield lay against the wall. Marcus stood up and inspected his weapon. The Axian Splitter, as he called the combo weapon. He slid the sword into a slot into a slot in the shield, twisting until it locked, and extending the shield and sword into a double bladed war axe. The entire world seemed to fade as he twirled the axe around him with the grace and speed as if it were a light twig. After he pausing, he disassembled the axe back unto its shield and sword state he twirled he blade once and smiled, "I've still got it."
He turned to Akali, who was shocked at the easy use of the clearly heavy weapon. Janna was too busy with paperwork and never say the display. "Shocked, that should not scare you. The power I was blessed with most likely would." Marcus laughed, "It was the reason, I was hated back home in Luvance." Akali tilted her head in confusion."
Marcus walked over to Akali and placed his a finger on her forehead, it is easier to show you. He removed his finger after several seconds. He slid back into the middle of the room; he closed his eyes and breathed. The man's form turned black and the black form formed into the Nurse Akali then spoke in her own voice, "Afraid now?" The Ninja was jarred slightly but not afraid of even herself. Marcus formed back and spoke, "Finally someone who did not try to kill me at the sight of my changing into another. "
Marcus spoke again, "I wish to go to a place called Demacia. I heard they were a beacon of Morality and order in this world. Am I correct." Janna nodded and smiled at his statement. "Then I wish to lend my sword and power to another such cause as the one I fought for back home, but in a nation more…redeemable." Marcus spoke the last word with Regret but shook it off.
"How may I obtain the direction of Demacia, I wish to explore this land." Janna escorted Marcus to Jayce, who after bragging about the Mercury Hammer and the City of Piltover, gave him a map and a general direction. Taking no more time from the busy map, Marcus headed out to see the sights across the mountains ending up at the mountains of Freljord then down towards Demacia. Having his fair share of Bandit encounters and saves. Rumors began spreading in his wake of a bandit turning into a knight during raids or bandit camps all dying at the hands of the man with the shield that turns into an axe. Bandits would flee at the sight of the man with the bloodied silver shield.
Marcus continued his mini-crusade all the way until he reached the city of Demacia. What a wonderful sight it was gleaming towers that were high, but short enough as to not tower over everyone blow. It was a welcome to the total darkness that had consumed the country of Luvance. Marcus could help himself but mentally playing a song commonly played where he used to live: A la menthe.
As approached the gates he was checked for his arms, which he was told were not to be drawn for any other purpose other than dueling or self-defensive and given a week pass to the city. As he walked around he looked around for an inn of some kind. He found, "The Guiding Light Inn" near the center of the city. After booking for a room, he looked out the window of his temporary home for the night. A duel was taking place between some poor sod that was being severely outplayed by the lady with silver armor plates, a bat skin-suit and a silver rapier. Her hair was black but had red on the bangs near her eyes. After the man was trounced, she beat four more men in quick succession before obviously heading home for the night. Her smug grin never once leaving her face.
Marcus smiled at the display and headed off to bed for the night, the light of the day already beginning to fade away. Marcus placed the weapon of his in the corner of the room and took a shower, shocked at how warm the water got, before falling asleep on the warm sheets of the bed.
AN: Thank you for taking part of this "trial Chapter." If I continue this, chapters will be longer and more flushed out. This chapter is only to see if the premise of the story is well received.