My first rivalry...I'm excited! I apologize if it's late, I've been busy with Christmas stuff with family and friends and just to say...that new Star Wars movie was AMAZING! Anyway, here's the Diana arc...I hope you all like it!
Chapter 1
"Mir Marama, what are you doing up so late?" a female voice demanded, though not unkindly.
Mir, a young girl with dark, curly hair and bright dark brown eyes, looked behind her, smiling as she looked at her grandmother's slightly smiling face.
"I'm waiting for something," Mir smiled, looking back out her window.
"Oh?" her grandmother asked, walking in and hugging her granddaughter right as the moon broke through the clouds and a brilliant smile broke over her granddaughter's face, "Ah…now I understand,"
She stroked her granddaughter's hair, holding her close as they watched the moon rise and shine through the clouds, painting everything with a pale, wavering light.
"You know, it's said that there is a guardian of the moon," her grandmother started, "A young woman that was put in control of it,"
"I don't think you've told me this one, Grammy," Mir smiled.
"A long time ago, there was a village on the highest of mountains," her grandmother started, "What was so special about this village was that it was home to the fire that lit the whole world. There was no sun, no moon, just that fire that kept the world lit and warm. Every generation there were two tenders of the flame, this generation happened to be a pair of sisters. The elder was of strong body and moral fiber, always protecting those who needed it most. The younger was of swift mind and quick wit, ready to defend herself if need be. One day, the two sisters got into an argument over who would tend the flames. To solve their dispute, the elders of the village took the flames and divided them. The elder sister would tend the flames during the day, letting their brilliant light shine brightly, while the younger would tend during the night with the flames dimmed to a pale glow. The elder sister became the watcher of the Sun while the younger became the watcher of the Moon, both responsible for tending their fires and keeping the world from freezing in ice,"
"Did they ever make up?" Mir asked.
"Eventually," her grandmother nodded, "But they realized they couldn't keep their fires tended while the other was there, so they returned to their positions,"
"That's kinda sad," Mir told her.
"Hmm," her grandmother hummed, "But that's enough for tonight. Time for sweet little girls to go to sleep,"
Mir gave a smile and hugged her grandmother once more before hopping into bed.
"You've got a big day tomorrow," her grandmother started, pulling the sheets over her granddaughter, "Your mother is…"
"Do I have to go?" Mir pleaded, "I can't stay here?"
"Mir, you're still too young to decide whether or not you go," her grandmother reminded her, kissing the girl's forehead, "One day soon though…"
"Then I can stay with you and Daddy?" Mir asked, giving a gap-toothed grin and showcasing her missing front tooth.
"Then you can stay with your Daddy and me," her grandmother smiled, "Goodnight, Mir,"
"Night Grammy,"
Twelve Years Later
Mir brushed a curly strand of dark hair behind her ear as she looked up at the sky. The day was starting to die, the moon had already risen and the stars were beginning to peek out of their celestial homes, shedding their silvery light upon the Earth.
"You gonna quit skygazing and give your daddy a hug?" a male voice teased.
The young woman turned her gaze from the sky and smiled as she embraced the dark-haired, strongly built man beside her.
"Daydreaming, just like your grandmother," her father teased, poking Mir's nose playfully.
"And like her father," her grandmother retorted, giving her son a sharp cuff upside the head, "The child had no hope in that department,"
"You say that as if it's a bad thing," Mir chuckled, smiling happily before the smile melted away, "Do you have to go?"
"Mir," her father started, "You're starting college now…I think you'll be fine,"
"But I won't be with you and Gram," Mir countered.
"At least it's not your mother," her father returned.
Mir…didn't have anything to add to that. She didn't want anything to do with her mother when she was younger and she didn't want anything to do with her now.
"Don't worry, kiddo," he told her, ruffling her curly hair and smiling, "You'll do fine. I know you will. You'll find a lot of good friends and you'll be happy…"
He pulled her into a big hug again.
"But don't get so happy that you don't come home," he warned, "And those boys…"
He closed a dark-colored eye and half-heartedly glared at her.
"I'm too young to be a grandparent…"
"Ew, Dad!" Mir whined, making her father laugh and kiss her forehead, "Not 'til I'm married!"
"Don't listen to your father," her grandmother told her, "You will do wonderful, I have faith in you, my little moon,"
"Thanks Gram," Mir smiled, hugging her grandmother, "I'll be home soon,"
"Just be safe and have fun," her grandmother replied, hugging her back, "I love you, Mir,"
"Love you too, Gram, Daddy," Mir replied as her father joined in on the hug.
Her family wasn't wrong. Mir adjusted to college life easily…after the horrible bout of homesickness the first few days.
But, there were some nice people going around campus and her roommate wasn't that bad. The only qualm Mir had with her roommate, Grace, was that the girl constantly tried dragging the younger student out of her dorm and away from her computer when Mir was trying to play League.
"Mir, I'm starting to think I'm losing my roommate," Grace growled, "I had a friend whose roommate did the same…it didn't end well for the roommate that year…"
"You mean the girl who got hit by the car," Mir replied, giving a slight grin as a heavily wounded Ahri and Leona came past Mir's Diana, "She's fine now…at least, that's what the music department says,"
And with that, Diana charged out of the jungle at Leona with Lunar Rush, killed Ahri with a Crescent Strike as Leona tried to pull to her…only for Diana to activate Pale Cascade and protecting her as Leona's Eclipse exploded. Mir then proceeded to finish off the badly hurt Support, watching as the Radiant Dawn's sword and shield fell to the ground and she melted into a dazzling display of sunlight while the Leona player gave a very loud rant in the all-chat.
"And so the fanatic dies," Mir thought with a grim smile as she returned to base to spend her money.
"Are you even listening to me?" Grace asked.
"Nope,"
Grace's eyes narrowed and she unplugged Mir's laptop from the wall, darkening the screen considerably.
"…Really?" Mir deadpanned, glaring up at her roommate.
"I'll let you finish your little match," Grace growled, "But after…you're going to that party with me,"
Mir gave a sigh but nodded. Grace wouldn't let up until she did. It was better to get whatever she wanted to get done and over with than suffer through her unending pestering. But hey, at least she was going to let Mir finish the match!
The younger woman looked back at the screen…just to see Leona come back down the bot lane with Jinx right behind her.
"Ready for round two, fanatic?" Mir murmured to herself as she readied herself for another attack.
"See, that party wasn't too bad!" Grace grinned a few hours later as the two walked back to their dorm in the dark.
"Eh," Mir shrugged, "It was ok, I guess,"
"'Ok'," Grace deadpanned, "Girl, you need to liven up a bit! Get your head outta the clouds and have some fun!"
"I was having fun," Mir shot back, giving a nervous look around the alleyway they walked by and at the group of guys down it, "Look, can we get a move on? It's really dark and…"
"Scaredy cat," Grace chuckled, "Mir, we've got the lights, we're good! Don't…"
And the lights went out.
"Worry…" Grace blinked, "Well…that's not really good,"
"Gee, ya think?"
"At least there's two of us," Grace suggested.
Mir shot a look around them, seeing shadows moving.
"Who's there?" she called, getting a few chuckles from multiple places around them.
"You girls lost?" a male voice asked, smooth and oily and Mir didn't like it.
"Um…no," Grace started, "Just heading to the dorm, that's all,"
"Mind if we…bring you back to there?" the voice chuckled as a hand grabbed Mir's arm.
The young woman jerked it free, backhanding the owner in the process.
"A couple of girls like you two shouldn't be out all alone…" the voice started, sounding as if he were rubbing his jaw, "And shouldn't be hitting someone who wants to help…"
"We can handle it," Mir growled, "Grace…c'mon, let's get outta here…"
"I insist," the speaker growled, grabbing Grace this time and making her scream as she tried to pull away…only to freeze as a sharp glint of silver metal flashed in the dim light, "Shut up! Don't draw any attention,"
"What do you want!?" Mir snapped as another assailant grabbed her, "Money? I have about twenty dollars in my purse, you can have it and…"
"Don't want money," the speaker shook his head, "Something…not as thin will do,"
Mir's dark eyes flashed in the moonlight and she stomped her foot down on her attacker's foot only to push upwards and ram her head into his chin before racing towards Grace and tackling the guy holding her.
"Grace! Run!" Mir yelled, grabbing at the man…only for a hot, sharp pain to erupt in her stomach.
Mir gasped as the man pushed her off him only to yank out the knife blade and stab down again and again until she collapsed on the pavement, her hands wrapped around the hilt of the man's knife.
She dimly heard the gang running away and Grace's frantic cries for help. She felt Grace's hands pressing on her wound, trying to stop the flow of the silver-black blood as sirens pierced through the air. Mir turned her face up to the moon, giving a peaceful smile as the silvery light bathed the area around her…
And everything went black.
When she came to, everything was too bright, too clean…and something was tickling her nose…
She reached up to brush it off only for a rough hand to gently grab her wrist, keeping her from ripping out the breathing tube.
"Oh no you don't, kiddo,"
Mir's dark eyes flashed open even wider as she looked over and saw her father and grandmother beside her bed.
She opened her mouth to say something, but her father put a hand on her shoulder.
"No, don't talk," he told her, "We got the call from Grace…she told us what happened. You were really brave, Mir,"
The door opened and in came Grace followed by a young nurse with a clipboard.
"Mir Marama?" the nurse started, "Hi, I'm Elaina Anders…I'm your assigned nurse,"
"Nice to…meet you," Mir rasped, "What…happened?"
"You were stabbed…multiple times," Elaina replied, "You were barely alive when the ambulance got there…and you're still at risk of dying,"
"Is there…nothing you can…do?" Mir asked.
Elaina closed her eyes and bit her lip as she shook her head.
"I'm sorry, Mir," she answered, "We…we weren't expecting you to wake up again…"
"Now, Elaina, you should know better than to assume someone beyond saving just because of their wounds," a male voice started.
Elaina dropped her clipboard and whirled around to face a man in a dark suit and tie with a fedora on his head.
"Andrew Summers," she growled, blue eyes narrowed, "What are you…"
"Considering you've been affected by the same offer I'm bringing to this young woman…I think you know," Andrew replied with a wry smile.
"I'm lost," Grace admitted, "Elaina, you know him?"
"Remember when my roommate got hit by that car?" Elaina started.
"That was…your roommate?" Mir blinked.
"We thought she'd never wake up…then Andrew came along," Elaina replied, "Grace, why don't you come with me…let Andrew explain what he wants to do to Mir,"
"It won't be as drastic as what happened to her," Andrew promised, "She was a special case,"
"Heh, I bet she was," Elaina grumbled as she and Grace walked out.
"What are they talking about?" Mir's father asked.
"Well, let's start this conversation over and I'll explain," Andrew replied, "My name is Andrew Summers, I work for Riot…creators of League of Legends. Your daughter is one of many who play the game and are successful with it,"
"What's this have to do with her though?" her grandmother asked.
"Simple. I've come to offer Mir a chance to live,"
"…How?" Mir rasped, tiredly looking at the man.
"We've had some success with this in the past…three cases actually," Andrew started, "But I can save your life…all you have to do is agree to do something for me,"
"And…that is?"
"Once you recover…I need you to fight for the League as a Champion,"
Mir gave a grim smile and a mirthless laugh.
"Anyone…told you you're…crazy?" she asked.
"All three Chosens actually," Andrew replied, "Elaina's roommate was the first, then a young huntress who had nearly gotten mauled to death by wolves, and then a young man who was going to go to prison for instigating a barfight and underage drinking. All three now fight for the League as Champions,"
"This will save her life?" her father asked slowly.
"And more," Andrew told him, "She's already been Chosen by a Champion…she just needs to accept,"
"Who…" Mir challenged.
"I thought you'd ask," Andrew nodded, placing a long suitcase on the table and opening the case, "I managed to get this past hospital security and I'd suggest you say nothing about this to Elaina or anyone else,"
He picked up a beautiful, silver blade and gently placed it on Mir's lap. But it was the blade's shape that made Mir's face turn white.
The blade was curved. A crescent blade.
"You've been Chosen by Diana, the Scorn of the Moon," Andrew told her as Mir weakly traced the blade's edge with her finger, hissing as she nicked herself, "Do you accept her and my offer, Mir Marama?"
Mir looked at her father and grandmother, watching as they gave understanding smiles and nods. Mir turned to Andrew and gave a nod.
"I accept being the Chosen of the Moon,"
Since this is a rivalry arc, this one will be a little different from its predecessors. How so? You'll just have to see. It'll be slightly longer in word count...maybe even chapters. I won't know until it's written. The same will fall when Shen and Zed are written as well as Nasus and Renekton's arcs. Maybe Fiora and Lux and Talon and Quinn (I know the major ones will get that way...the minor rivalries will be about the average length).
And I'm stopping it before it starts...I'm not pairing Diana and Leona together. So don't ask. Most of you have read my previous stories, I don't write m/m or f/f...it's uncomfortable to me and the Leona/Diana shipping wouldn't work for this story anyway...mainly because Leona's Chosen, Cira, has a boyfriend. I'm not writing it, I'm sorry.
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 & Zed: HLZB
Tahm Kench: Tourvelix
Wukong: Unbiased Friend
Rek'Sai-TheFallenGeneral
Kog'Maw-Croziff
Nasus & Renekton-Hero LumiEre Luminite (brother characters)
Quinn-TheDecieverOfLumosity
Talon-HyperZEROXL
Bard-amohugz
Lux-Runty Grunty
Varus-Kage Sunaipa
Draven-mooseman3
Riven-Blazingfire5
Udyr-Zoozibble
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.