I'm glad I'm getting so many requests! If this keeps up, I'm sure I'm going to have some rivalries in here somewhere... :P Sorry, I've been working on Diana and Leona meeting and I'm having way too much fun with that. Anyway, here's the third installment of We Are Warriors. I don't own Samuel Falmer, he belongs to RoboticFreeze. The only two I own are Cira Noble and Andrew Summers.
*Note: I don't drink, never will drink and I don't condone it...ESPECIALLY underage drinking. I might be 20, but...just thought I'd throw that out. Also, I'm not good at writing drunk characters, so please have mercy*
Chapter 1
Underage drinking was frowned upon in the small town where he grew up, but that…didn't really matter to Samuel Falmer. After all, if you're good friends with the owner of the local bar…in Samuel's mind, you'd do well to make the most of that.
"Boy, I swear, you have the highest tolerance of anyone I know," the bartender and owner, Ernie Banks chuckled as Samuel downed another shot.
"Constitution my friend," Samuel grinned, "C'mon, one more before I have to go,"
"Aren't you even buzzed yet?"
"A little," Samuel admitted, "But, I'm…walking home. I might be…drunk, but I'm not stupid. I've got a couple more days...before I'm legal…"
"Then why don't you wait?"
"Because where's the fun in that?" Samuel laughed as Ernie shook his head…but poured another drink just to watch Samuel down it in a blink of an eye, "Well, I better get going. See ya Ernie,"
"You take care of yourself Sam," Ernie told him, "Don't want your parents to worry,"
Samuel gave a scoffing noise as he got off the bar stool and took a few wobbly steps towards the door.
"It's just…down the street…Ernie," Samuel rolled his eyes, "I'll be…fine,"
Ernie shook his head once more, turning around to face another patron. That boy was going to get himself into trouble one of these days, that was sure. It was only a matter of time.
Samuel was a good kid, his mother and step-father were both good people and strove to raise him right. He loved his parents just as much as they did him. His step-father had come into the picture a couple years ago after Samuel's father had died from a car accident when he was four. It wasn't determined if alcohol had been involved, but Samuel wouldn't have been surprised if it had. Based on what his mother once told him, his father had a taste for the drink but he did know his limits, much like Samuel did.
Seeing Samuel, you wouldn't expect him to be as young as he was. The young man was more on the chubby end of the scale, his hair was dark black and longish, his bangs ending right at his thick eyebrows. His had a squint, but you could see his blue eyes especially when he smiled or laughed…which was often. He had a small nose and mouth and a chubby face. There was also a bit of jet black stubble around his jawline, making him look older than he was. His hands and feet were larger than average but his fingers were short compared to his hands. All in all, you would have thought he was in his mid to late-twenties and not early-twenties like he was.
Samuel was nearly out the door when he accidently bumped into something large and warm.
"HEY!" a gruff voice snarled, grabbing Samuel by the collar and whirling him around.
The boy looked at the other man, he wasn't as large as Samuel, but still large and while Samuel's weight wasn't because of muscle…this man most definitely was.
"Something…I can help you…with sir?" Samuel asked.
"You bumped into me, you're going to apologize," the man growled as another man, equally as big and muscular stepped up next to him.
"Oohoo, you've brought…your pet…gorilla," Samuel grinned, "I'm so…scared,"
"What was that, punk?"
"Oh I'm…sorry…do you have pretzels…in your ears?" Samuel jeered, being a bit tipsy and not really knowing what he was saying, "You should…have that looked at,"
The man grabbed Samuel by the front of the shirt and tried lifting him off the ground with little success.
"I'm going to punch you so hard that your mother's going to feel it!" the man snarled.
"Heh, y'know…what?" Samuel slurred, "Last time I saw a…face like that…I fed it a banana,"
"That's it!" the man roared, rearing back to hit Samuel…only for Samuel to head-butt the man and make him stumble back.
Samuel grabbed the nearest thing, which happened to be a large mug of beer, and smashed it over the head of his attacker's friend, making the other man howl as glass dug into his bald head. Samuel gave a loud laugh…only for it to devolve into an 'oof' of surprise as the other man charged him and knocked him off his feet into another man. The third man gave an indignant yell and swung his fist into Samuel's side…only for Samuel to turn around and deck the man in the face, bloodying his nose and sending him flying out of his chair.
"HEY!" Ernie roared, coming in and trying to break up the fight, "Sam! Easy! Break it up!"
But the testosterone levels were too high and the males in the room all rushed in for a good old fashioned tavern brawl. And that's when a man hit Ernie, making him fall to the ground with a rapidly blooming bruise over his eye. Samuel gave a loud roar at the sight of his friend being hurt and leapt into the fray once more, intent on taking out the sucker who hurt his friend. Samuel held his own amazingly well, knocking one of the men off his feet and into a wall where he slumped to the ground, unconscious…and then sirens blared and a handful of cops rushed into the bar, taking down the remaining fighters. Samuel wiped the blood off his face, glaring at the two jerks who had started the whole thing as the ambulance arrived and started taking the wounded to the hospital.
"ID please?" a police officer asked, looking at Samuel.
Samuel froze before pulling a face and reluctantly pulling out his driver's license, handing it to the police officer. The look on the officer's face said it all…
He was in so much trouble.
"Samuel. Falmer," a female voice growled, making Samuel look up innocently at his mother from the hospital bed.
He'd broken his wrist, but the doctors wanted to make sure he was going to be ok before the police came and took him to the detention center for a few days.
"Just what in the world where you thinking!?" his mother demanded as his step-father walked into the room as well.
"I was thinking I had a little too much to drink," Samuel grumbled, fighting back the horrible headache he'd received as punishment for drinking, "And that I could take those two suckers down no problem,"
"Did you?" his step-father asked.
"…Yeah?" Samuel blinked, "But I only did it because they threatened me and hurt Ernie,"
His step-father came to his step-son's side and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Good man," he grinned…just to earn a smack on the head from his wife, "Ow! What!?"
"You're not supposed to encourage him!" his mother seethed.
"He defended himself and his friend. I see nothing wrong with that," his step-father shrugged, "I don't condone that he's been drinking, no. But defending himself and a friend…yes, I see no problem with that,"
"Except for the fact that he's going to go to prison," his mother countered, "He won't be able to get a job…"
"I think I can help with that," a male voice stated, making the trio look towards the door just to see a tall man in a fedora, suit and tie, "My name is Andrew Summers, I work for Riot…creators of League of Legends,"
Samuel blinked rapidly.
"You…you work for them?" he asked, "So why are you here? I swear, I haven't cheated or anything during the game,"
Yes, Samuel played League. Just like Cira and Dianne before him, he too had a character he enjoyed playing and figured had a lot in common with him. And that would be the Rabble Rouser, Gragas, himself. He could sympathize with someone who loved a good drink.
"No, no, I'm not here to punish you, Samuel," Andrew chuckled, "I'm actually here to give you a chance. You can accept my offer and not go to prison, having all infractions erased from your record, or you can decline and spend a few days in a prison ward. Your choice,"
"And if I accept?" Samuel asked, "Wait...what are you asking to do?"
"Over the past couple months, there were a few accidents with miraculous recoveries…a girl nearly devoured by wolves and another girl who lived after being struck by a car and breaking her spine and most of her skull,"
"I remember hearing about those on the news," Samuel's mother blinked, "You mean to say that they took your offer,"
"They wanted to live that badly," Andrew nodded, "And now, they fight for the League,"
"…Excuse me?" Samuel laughed, "The League is just a game. It's not real! I mean, come on, there's not going to be a place where magic runs rampant, where things just don't die and…"
"Would you believe me if I told you that one of those Champions chose you like two others chose those girls?"
Samuel's eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Who…"
"I think you'd know," Andrew told him, "Your main, Gragas. He chose you as those two girls were chosen by their Champions. Samuel, I'm offering you a chance to not be weighed down by a prison record…I suggest you take it,"
Samuel looked at his mother and step-father, not quite sure on what to do. But, at the look of understanding on his parents' faces, he gave a heavy sigh.
"When do I start?"
I'll be honest, this one was incredibly hard to write...at least for me. I hope that it was up to your expectations! Next up, Samuel gets acquainted with his champion...and Cira gets to train the first male Chosen...let's see how that plays out...
Champions already taken:
Leona: me
Kindred: The Kitsune Girl Ahri
Gragas: RoboticFreeze
Diana: MMiladinova
Jinx: minifox1
Kayle: sop56
Fiora: Oceanbourne
Pantheon: boyfriend
Viktor: ckies
Shen: HLZB
Tahm Kench: Tourvelix
Wukong: Unbiased Friend
Rek'Sai-TheFallenGeneral
Kog'Maw-Croziff
Nasus & Renekton-Hero LumiEre Luminite (brother characters)
Quinn-TheDecieverOfLumosity
Talon-HyperZEROXL
Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please let me know!
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.