In the centre of the city state of Noxus, underneath the Headquarters of the Noxus High Command sits a secret all of this age have forgotten, for in a secret chamber in the very lowest levels of the building sits an entrance to an ancient crypt.
When The first Grand General took his people and searched for the perfect land to claim as theirs and build a mighty empire, they stumbled apon an unmarked ancient crypt.
The Grand general being well versed in necromancy and other dark arts immediately sensed a great power in the land surrounding the crypt, he sensed the power of death everywhere. From the very specks of dirt to the tallest tress in the area everything was tainted with the power of death. The Grand General made his decision immediately and commanded his men to commence the construction of his grand city city.
For many as hours as the workers labored to build the city the Grand general could be seen staring at the entrance to the crypt that first day. The crypt looked pretty simple. A wooden door at the entrance to a small cave that he was positive went underground. Seemed harmless enough but the Grand General was no fool. Along the frame of the door ancient talismans had been place with glowing symbols that could be seen at night and there in the middle of the door was a gold bladed dagger stabbed into a talisman much larger then the rest and written in blood. They all radiated some sort of calming aura.
The Grand General not having much knowledge of any other type of magic could only assume it was a seal of some sorts. The Grand General for the first time since taking up that tittle he had to second guess himself. Was it truly wise to build his city here. He could feel it, a dark pull, a barley heard whisper that pulled him to the door and as he was about to tear down the talismans stopped. Shaking his head ever so slightly. He was lost in thought for but a second and it nearly got him.
You see the Grand General was to smart and well versed in the dark arts to not realise what was going on. There was an incredibly old incantation on the door that attempted to get others to undo the seals on it.
The Grand General didn't know what had placed this incantation on the door but could make a guess. Who ever or... what ever had been sealed down there wanted out. The Grand General made his decision then. What ever was down there could stay there, forever. He would make sure of it.
He commanded his men to stay as far away from the crypt as they could and choose his most devote and strong willed men erect a magnificent fortress apon the Crypt, hiding it from prying eyes. He made sure that the crypt was well hidden and only himself, the men who constructed and his court sorceress know of its location.
Ages past and all forgot about the crypt and its hidden location. Grand Generals rose and fell but none found the crypt... until today.
PRESENT TIME NOXUS
Swain was a busy man, being the Grand General of Noxus required tremendous sacrifices. No outings with friends like Draven does on a regular basis, no front line fighting like Darius. No all the Grand generals time went into just that, being the grand General and of course being a champion of Noxus in the League of legends.
So when he got a report about the excavation team find a hidden door that was behind a wall they had just torn down he hardly gave it a second glance.
He simple told them to work around it. He'd go down and look for himself at a more convenient time. At the moment he was busy dealing with the wreckage of a released Sion.
Some imbecile hade release the runic seals binding Sion between league match's. By tripping over the cord powering his prison of all thing.
Sion tore through half the west wing of the institute in a mad blood frenzy before finally being restrained and placed back in his prison by the summoners, and seeing as how Sion was a Noxus champion it fell to swain to make amends for the resurrected juggernaut.
Just thinking about it gave him a head ache.
AT THE SAME TIME IN A DUNGEON AT THE INSTATUE OF WAR
There where 12 summoners in a large circular room seemingly made out of grey stones, the only light coming from the candles glowing an eerie green shade one would expect to see on the shadow isles, they where forming intricate spiral patterns inside of a circle Drawn in a black tar like substance that for some reason smelled of spring. The candles and outer circle where connected though lines drawn in chalk.
They where getting ready to do a spell they had vowed never to use again, an outer plane summoning.
They where in desperate need to have a new champion join the roosters. The people of runterra demanded it of them
It hade been to long since Rek'sai had joined and no other being has proven capable of being given the tittle champion. Though many have tried and failled.
This was their last option.
As the Head summoner began the chant the candles started to flicker like there was a breeze, as the others joined their robes started to flutter all about them.
There was a deafening explosion like one of Ziggs bombs going off and a small portal the size of an apple could be seen floating in the middle of the circle. Colored the same as the candles flames,
Then all of a sudden there was an ear splitting whistle like sound and a huge gust of wind shot from the portal.
Luckily for everyone there the barrier they had erected earlier saved them from the brunt force of the wind.
When everything calmed down they inspected the barrier for what ever they had summand, but found only wisps of smoke.
The summoners stared confused for a bit. Thinking they had failed they moved to retry, but then suddenly the wisps of smoke started to converge on the spot where the portal used to be. After a few seconds the mist came together to form a human, well it appeared to be human.
It looked like a human teen no older then 19 with pure white hair and blood red eyes that where darting around the room confused. He was wearing a black hoodie with grey pants.
He had no shoes but the head summoner figured he didn't need them seeing as how he was floating a foot off the ground. But the most noticeable of his traits was the fact that he was ever so much translucent, one could miss it if they didn't look closely.
He had with him a golden sword hilt, the blade guard looked to be gust of wind made of pure gold. But there was no blade?
They boy was looking around franticly, he tried to flee but simple ran into our barriers and couldn't go further.
He looked confused for a second then he simply dispersed and we could only hear the sound of the wind and the subtle rustle as it hit our barrier.
"This is most interesting" Thought the head summoner. "A being that appears to be made up of air itself, a fine addition I do think"
"Hello there" Shouted the head summonner.
"We simple wish to speak with you, can you please calm down and take form again" The head summoner said with less force as he noticed the wind start to calm.
"Fine" said a voice as cool as the wind
The boy they saw earlier appeared again and floated in front of them
"So what do you want, you know besides ripping me from my plane and trapping my here" He said with a sweet smile and sarcasm laced in his voice.
The Head summoner, slightly startled by the bluntness of the question quickly cleared his throat.
"I am the Head summoner of the institute of war, my name is Atlas. We summoners of the league have found away to bring peace to our war riddled war"
The Boy could be heard muttering" Great sounds just like home"
Slightly intrigued by that statement but needing to continue his explanation he put a pin in it.
"As I was saying, we have found a way to have peace. We have champions who fight battles on the fields of justice. Death there means nothing as we have magic in place to prevent all types of death. We use these fields to determine disputes in our world. Small and large."
"So wait a sec here guys" says the Boy "So you rip me from my place in space and time and then just tell me this. Let me guess, you want me to be a champion in your league"
Again taken back by the bluntness of this boy he says "Enough of this, I will speak no further till we have heard your name and if you are hostile or not"
The Boy looking kinda peeved at this point just has a pout on his face and is looking at the ceiling in a random direction.
The summoner was sure if the room had corners that's where he would be looking.
"Look here boy" Says one of the other summoners
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way"
"Oh look at me, im a scary cloaked person in purple ohhhh ahhhhhhhh. Iv known way more frightening cloaked people." Blaze said mockingly
" ENOUGH" shouted Atlas. His voice carrying authority.
"This being has every right not to trust us, he is right we have taken him from his home and I apologize for my outburst." Atlas said looking towards the boy. "How he knew it was an outer plane summoning intrigues me?" Atlas said giving the boy a look that asked for answers.
"Lets just say this isn't my first trip across planes and leave it at that" Said the boy with a smug grin"
"That's enough... for now, but still can you not see it would be far easier to cooperate with us and just comply with our demands. I hardly believe you harbor ill will towards humans from what iv seen" Atlas asked in an very know it all manor.
The boy lets out a long sigh before saying "alright, Im Blaze a pleasure to meet you. Just so you know im far older then you so can you drop the whole boy thing" with what would become his classic smug grin.
"You never answered if you where hostile or not" Atlas says with a raised eye.
"Phsss come on I thought that was implied, of course not. speaking of hostile though I am the only one who came out here right? Blaze asks, trailing of and becoming more quiet by the end.
"Yes... why? Asks Atlas"
No reason "Replies Blaze"
"So what is your answer then" Atlas asks in an eager voice. Leaning slightly in "Will you become a champion of Justice?" Atlas says with pride well looking Blaze right in the eye.
The eye contact lasted all of 3 seconds before blaze burst into fits of laughter. Forgetting he can fly Blaze falls to the ground clutching his stomach laughing his ass off well the summoner looked rather pissed off.
"Well then Blaze, if you wont take this serious maybe you need awhile alone to think about it" Atlas says well flicking his wrist to signal they are leaving
"Ah come on guys don't be like that" Blaze said between laughing
"Im taking this so seriously guys, cant you see" Blaze makes out to the retreating sommoners before losing control again and continuing his laughing spree
Seeing as apparently Blaze does not need to breath so he hasn't paused once to take a breath from laughing.
The door closed sealing the laughing wind boy Blaze within.