Author's Note
My FanFiction is rated M for a reason and also to be safe. There will be sexual innuendos/hints and action, though probably in later chapters. I would love criticism, helpful that is, although being a little soft would be nice.

I would also like to warn you beforehand that a lot of the time I get writer's block or get bored of writing a story, which results in me not editing/posting in weeks and sometimes months. I usually get a spark and I'm like: "Woah! I need to write more!" Then proceed to write a few chapters.

This story is based on the game League of Legends. I love Ashe and Katarina, though Ashe is my main so I love her more. I've thought about writing a story for a while and I got the inspiration from a fellow writer her on this site! NyokaKione, author of Wounded, was quite the inspiration to writing this story. I highly suggest going and reading her story, it's fabulous. I've taken some ideas from her story and incorporated them into this story here, such as the layout of the Institute of War and the KatarinaAshe, helpful best friend fling. Also, much of my story revolves around AsheXTryndamere, although also in Wounded, I have thought about their pairing before. My story may differ by being more sexually-focused and a rape scenario, as I felt like making a dark story. Not to say Wounded isn't too dark either! ;)

CHAPTER ONE

-Ashe-

Ashe opened her eyes, breathing out and then inhaling the scents of the Summoner's Rift battleground. The sun hung low in the sky, though the morning chill kept the air from being too hot. She had been summoned to the arena, along with others from the Freljordian region. Today was to be a match against Freljord and Noxus, presumably because it was declared a theme day today, city-state versus city-state. Around her stood Nunu and Willump, Anivia, Volibear, and finally Tryndamere. Anivia had already declared her heading mid, immediately heading that way after buying her items. Ashe couldn't help but smile at the phoenix, always ready for action. Nunu had decided to jungle, picking out his item and some health pots before heading towards the Ancient Golem, Anivia switching her course to help him out.

"Ashe, I'll see you down bottom lane." Volibear grunted, nodding in respect to his Queen before dropping on all fours and running down towards bottom lane. Ashe started to head that way as well, buying some bots and potions, yet a strong grip grabbed her arm, pulling her towards it. Tryndamere pulled his Queen up towards his chest, Ashe tensing her body up as the grip on her arm was almost bruise-worthy.

"You better not lose this for us." Tryndamere growled in his wife's ear, after leaning down close to her neck. Knowing there could be spectators observing their game, Tryndamere gave a hard kiss to her cheek before releasing her and heading up towards top lane. Ashe stood frozen for a second, gently raising a finger to touch her arm which still tingled from Tryndamere's grasp.

"Ashe, you coming? The minions are almost here." Volibear's thoughts invaded her own with his question and brought Ashe from her trance.

"On my way Voli." The Frost Archer shook her head, heading down towards bottom lane.

...

The fight had been on for five minutes, both sides having some minor victories and defeats. Ashe and Volibear were against Draven and Singed, trying hard to avoid both of their deadly spells. Up top Tryndamere and Darius were battling it out, neither of them losing a single life. In the middle lane, Anivia was having slight difficulties against Noxus' prized assassin, Katarina. Nunu had been in mid lane multiple times, helping out to gank the assassin, though only one was successful and it didn't make up for Anivia's three deaths from the Sinister Blade.

"If you keep losing your lives Anivia, you're going to fall behind Katarina. Luckily for you Nunu has been babysitting your mid. I could've used him multiple times up here when Darius was low." Tryndamere barked into everyone's head, obviously making sure everyone heard his insults and not just Anivia.

"You try fighting the Sinister Blade then, barbarian! Her knives would pierce your exposed belly in an instant, killing you." The cryophoenix hissed back, throwing a ball of ice towards Katarina that merely slowed her for a few seconds, though it allowed Anivia to hit the assassin with a flurry of hail and snow.

"I will! I'll show you how to really kill an enemy!" Tryndamere barked back, throwing his axe at Darius, forcing him to head back towards his base.

"Please, Anivia, Tryndamere, we're all fellow Freljordians here." Ashe pleaded back to both up them, getting a hmph from Anivia.

"Oh shut your trap Ashe! You've died twice down there, I've died once! Luckily Volibear knows how to escape." Tryndamere growled, before directing his insults at Nunu. "Just like you Nunu, died twice just like Ashe! You three better shape up! Our team has seven deaths and their team only has three!" Nunu didn't respond and neither did Voli, both deciding not to get into Tryndamere's rage.

"Tryndamere! That's not nice! We're all trying as hard as we can! Draven's died twice and Katarina once, I haven't seen you kill Darius yet! Perhaps you should shush your own mouth before insulting others!" Ashe fought back, though her thoughts were steady and her composure calm, as Volibear noticed down bottom. Although Ashe knew it was instantly a bad idea to snap at the King, his own thoughts invading only her mind.

"Don't you dare ever do that again, Queen."

...

Ashe bit her lip, the small gesture going unnoticed by the other three down bottom. Clearing her thoughts, the Archer headed back into the battle, firing a volley of arrows that hit both Singed and Draven. Focusing her attention on Draven, Ashe was able to throw three more arrows that hit the entertainer and brought him to half health. Singed quickly reacted though, heading towards the Frost Archer with his chemicals leaking behind him. Firing a volley of arrows to slow him, Ashe was able to safely get away from him before he could flip her. Draven came back, swinging his blades and laughing, a grin on his face.

"Ashe, you think you can handle things down here? I need to head back and grab some more items." Volibear's question filtered into her mind and Ashe nodded.

"Go ahead, I'll play safe." Volibear nodded, heading back towards the turret to recall. Ashe turned her attention back to the minions, one eye watching Singed and Draven carefully. Draven, upon noticing Volibear gone, immediately began his smooth-talking and bragging.

"I see your support's gone now Ashe, aren't you scared of these good ol' blade of mine? Make all the ladies cry, if you get what I mean." Draven grinned and Ashe continued to shoot the minions, pretending not to hear what Draven said. "Awh, c'mon now babe, don't be like that. Join the League of Draven, it's hot, you know?" Draven laughed at his own joke and threw a blade towards Ashe, which she deftly dodged.

"Can you be anymore of a total player Draven?" Ashe asked, switching her target to a low health minion.

"Awh, don't talk like that. I'd share you with Singed, his own formula burns too. We've neither felt a Queen." Draven grinned and Ashe looked up to see Singed grinning and Draven winking at her. Rolling her eyes, Ashe was glad to see Volibear show up and begin attacking the closer minions.

The battle raged for another ten minutes, approaching the thirty minute mark. Middle lane had lost two of its towers and bottom lane had lost one, though the other was hovering around half health. Top lane was doing much better, Tryndamere bringing down Darius' tower and Darius merely touching Tryndamere's. Both teams had suffered more losses, though the Freljordian team was still low on kills. Tryndamere had suffered two deaths now, and Darius only one, which left him feeling smug. Ashe had escalated up to five deaths, one below Anivia and two up from Nunu's. The two teams were all in middle, staying behind their minions and every now and again throwing attacks at one another.

"That's it, let's kill these bastards and push for the win." Tryndamere growled into everyone's minds, charging in with a shout and a spin.

"Tryndamere! Wait! You don't just run in! Volibear should initiate!" Ashe attempted to stop her husband but it was too late and the enemy team reacted.

"No use reasoning Ashe, we go!" Volibear roared, running in and flipping Draven over his head. Anivia was the next to fly in, making a wall to block the enemy's path back into mid and throwing down her hail and snow on the team. Nunu ran in as well, giving his teammates attack speed and punching the enemies. Ashe stood back, targeting the Draven and bringing him down, though Tryndamere was quick to steal the kill before rushing back in. Tryndamere was quickly focused down, flipped once more by Singed well his team finished killing him. Curses flew through everyone's minds as Tryndamere yelled at them to finish them off. Anivia was quickly shot down, the enemy team obviously annoyed with her constant slows. Nunu was the next to fall, failing to get his ultimate out before the enemy team finished him off. Volibear turned and began to run, though Singed flipped him backwards to stop his movement.

"No use Ashe, they're too strong. We have to retreat, you're already weakened." Volibear told her, and Ashe knew the words were true. Katarina had thrown some knives her way, sticking out from her body. Draven's ultimate had also hit her, cutting her side up pretty badly.

"No Volibear! You've got to get away as well!" Ashe fired a volley, slowing the enemies enough for Volibear to dash away, but he grunted and fell to his belly on the ground next to Ashe.

"Ignite, and those damned Katarina knives. I was so close to killing her too." Volibear huffed out before his eyelids slowly closed and his breathing cut short. Ashe grimaced, facing the enemy team, all of them were pretty low on health and Draven was the only one dead at the moment. Katarina was the lowest, and she quickly realized it, heading back down mid lane towards her base. The Frost Archer's eyes narrowed and she glared, Katarina killed her Volibear. Sending out her hawk spirit, Ashe was able to locate Katarina halfway down the mid lane.

"Volibear will be avenged!" Ashe yelled out, firing an arrow down mid lane that quickly grew in size and sliced through the map. Ashe held her breath as time seemed to slow, waiting to see if her arrow would hit its mark.

...

"SHUT DOWN." The announcer announced throughout the battlefield, confirming Ashe's arrow had hit Katarina and ruined her killing spree. Cheers echoed in Ashe's mind, although Tryndamere's voice was empty from her head. Her victory was short-lived though as Singed flashed towards her, throwing her like a sack of flour over his back and towards his team. The last thing Ashe saw before it went dark was a flurry of bodies attacking her.

...

Ashe opened her eyes, the battlefield had returned to normal and both teams stood on the Summoner's platform. The game had ended, with the Noxians the winners after a long forty-five minutes. Ashe's clothes were stained with blood but the healing and fixing powers of the Rift had repaired her cuts and torn clothes. Exhaustion scorched through her body, not exactly landing very nicely when Singed had thrown her. Volibear was the first to approach Singed, a slight smile on his snout.

"Good game friend, you were a worthy enemy tank."

Singed shrugged, shaking his hand. "The best flip had won."

Nunu approached the enemy jungler, praising him while Anivia went to mutter a good game to Katarina. Ashe stood there, before finally heading over towards Draven and nodding her head respectfully. "It was a good game." Draven grinned, slapping a hand on Ashe's shoulder and grinning.

"Awh, sugercakes it was, wasn't it? Should've joined the League of Draven. I say, why not come on down to Singed's place tonight. Celebrate our people's victories of today." Draven was in the process of smooth-talking before Tryndamere's shadow cast over the two carries. Tryndamere growled in his throat and Draven backed away from Ashe. "Think about it, huh Ashe, it would be hot." He winked his eye, quickly teleporting away before Tryndamere could react. Tryndamere growled once more, his gaze switching quickly to Ashe as he glared down at her.

"We have to talk about this match." He growled, moving his hand down and looping it around Ashe's waist. "We move. Now." He pressed Ashe tightly to his body, lowering his head so the others couldn't hear them. His other hand held her own wrist painfully, dragging her along before they summoned away.

-Katarina-

Katarina cheered in victory with the others, having revived and standing on the platform with her teammates after the victorious battle. Although she admitted grudgingly, Katarina had to say that the Freljordians put up quite the fight, especially Ashe. The assassin gazed over at the solemn archer who stood watching the others with an unreadable expression. She didn't really know Ashe that well, no one really knew the Freljordian people that well, most of them secluded and high up North. That was bad for the Noxians, as they were attempting to get to know all of the champions from all the city-states; to find their weaknesses and strengths. Ashe seemed like a perfect person to get to know, especially considering that she was the Queen of Freljord. There was also Tryndamere, although Katarina disliked the thought of talking to the barbarian. After her Pacification Campaign, Katarina had grown a hatred for the Northern barbarians. It would probably make Swain and Darius quite happy if she were to gain intell on the Freljordian people as well. Katarina was about to go and speak to Ashe when Aniviva got in her way, to tell her how she was a tough opponent.

"Yes, yes. Whatever, your slows and stuns were quite obnoxious as well." Katarina responded with a flick of her wrist at the bird. Anivia seemed agitated already and she turned, glaring at the assassin as she teleported away. Katarina rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to Ashe, though she found it too late as Tryndamere had made an appearance besides her. Draven teleported away and Katarina watched as Ashe's eyes seemed to flicker which Katarina could only detect as agitation and fear. The Barbarian King seemed rough with his wife, and Katarina could only watch as Ashe tensed her body and seemed to try to push away from the larger-bodied man. "That's strange. I wonder if they fought recently." Katarina pushed her thoughts away, teleporting out of the battlefield as well.