Sorry this took so long in getting to (and a belated Merry Christmas to you all!). I've been busy with the holidays, family, boyfriend, Star Wars (yes, I'm an uber-nerd, not sorry about that). I meant to write a Snowdown fic (Cira's first Snowdown...she refuses to throw the poros and instead decides to play around with them instead) but I think I had more fun with this. Anyway, here's the Shen arc...and the Zed arc which will tie in right with it!

Chapter 1

The day was fading into twilight, the first stars of the night were starting to shine…but that didn't deter two figures who were 'sparring' in the front lawn, a tall man and a young boy.

"Alright, Shane, let's see what you've got," the man started, holding out his hands and revealing the padded targets on them.

Shane, a young boy of seven years, readied his fists, blowing a chunk of dark brown hair out of his eyes…and he struck, sending his little fist into his father's right hand with a solid thud.

"Nicely done!" his father praised, shaking his hand a bit to get feeling back in it, "Try the other one!"

The boy gave a gap-toothed grin and struck again, this time with his left fist.

"Shane! Conall! Come inside!" a female voice called, making both father and son turn towards a woman in her early to mid-thirties and a young girl around the age of ten.

"Dinner's ready!" the girl chirped.

"We'll be right in, Kaileigh, Wen," Shane's father, Conall, replied, taking his gloves off and ruffling his son's hair, "You did great, son. Let's treat that with some good food,"

"As long as Kaileigh didn't make it…" Shane snickered while Conall gently thumped his son on the head.

"Now, Shane, your sister's trying," he told him, "She just…needs to learn not to put metal in the microwave…"

"I heard that!" Kaileigh yelled, elbowing her brother as he walked past her.

"You were meant to!" Shane retorted, grinning as he hopped up into his seat and waited for dinner to begin.


A few hours after dinner, Shane went up to his room with his father and the older man lay his son down in the bed, tucking him in.

"Do you have to go, Dad?" Shane asked, looking up at his father.

"'Fraid so, son," Conall replied, gently stroking his son's head, "I have a job to do,"

"You can't call in sick?" Shane asked.

"Now, Shane, you remember why I have to do my job…"

"So that other people can be safe," Shane sighed, "Dad…I wanna be just like you,"

"One day, you'll be big enough to fill in my shoes," Conall told his son, pulling out a pendant and holding it in his palm.

It was about the size of a half-dollar coin, made up of four metal pieces encircling each other. The innermost pieces were a dark orange and a deep amber color while the outer two pieces were made of a dark silvery metal that seemed to glow in the light.

"Balance is everything, Shane," Conall told him, "My father taught me, now I'm teaching you. It's our family legacy to keep the balance in check as those who wish to tip it in one way or another are around every corner,"

"That's why you're a police officer, isn't it?" Shane asked, gently touching the pendant as Conall nodded and put the pendant back under his collar.

"The ever watchful Eye is upon us," Conall nodded, "It watches over us, protects us, warns us of danger…in our family, it's about harnessing the gift it gives us,"

"What's that?" Shane asked, looking up at his father.

Conall's pale eyes sparked gently as he ruffled his son's hair.

"I'll tell you later," he promised, "I have to get to work,"

"Ok, Dad," Shane mumbled, bowing his head.

"Hey…here," Conall smiled, taking off his hat and putting it on his son's head, making it slip down the boy's forehead, "Heh, you'll grow into it, son. I'll see you in the morning, ok?"

"'Kay,"


Shane awoke the next morning just to see his mother and sister in the kitchen with his father's partner, Caleb.

"Mom…what's going on?" Shane asked as his mother looked at him, her eyes red and puffy as tears streamed down her face.

"Shane…" Caleb started, walking over to the boy and kneeling down on the ground, putting his hands on the boy's shoulders, "I…I don't know how to put this…so I'll just tell you how it is. Lat night, your dad and I were investigating some gang activity in the western half of town…we found two of the Dark Blade gang in an alley. A higher ranked…and an initiate,"

He shook his head.

"Your father tried to bring them in…but the older one attacked him. I managed to nail him…but he fell on me. I hit the curb and was pinned. The younger kid, 'bout your age, Shane…he…he had a knife," Caleb stammered, biting his lip, "Shane, I'm so sorry. Your dad…he…he didn't make it. The little rascal took his pendant and ran off into the night. I tried to save your dad, kiddo…I tried…"

Shane shook his head, stepping back.

"No…no you're wrong!" Shane snapped, "Dad's not dead…he…he said he'd come back…"

He sank to his knees.

"He promised…" he whispered, hugging his arms, "He promised he'd come back,"

"We…do have a name," Caleb sighed, "I know it's not much, but apparently the kid's in the system already. Mostly thefts, nothing this serious, but just enough that we have his prints. His name is Zayne. Zayne Umbero,"

"He took my dad…" Shane growled, fists clenching as tears streamed down his face, "He took my dad!"

His mother came over and hugged her shaking son, crying into his dark hair as she rocked him back and forth.

"I swear, if it's the last thing I do…I'm going to get payback for my dad," Shane swore to himself, "I'm going to put him in jail…balance has to be restored. They took one of us…I'm going to take one of them,"


Thirteen Years Later

The air was cold, crisp and clear. Shane Korrigan was now twenty years old, getting ready to turn twenty one at the year's end. And like his father before him, Shane joined the police force as soon as he was able. No one knew how he did it, but he currently held the record for highest ascent in the shortest amount of time.

After a few incidents involving the Dark Blade gang that was still plaguing the town, the police chief decided to create a branch specifically to deal with them. And who else was at it's head, than Shane himself.

Shane looked at his reflection in the nearest storefront window, now more than ever he realized his mother was right…he did look like his father. He cracked a grim smile under the face mask.

"Well, if Dad wore a face mask covering the bottom of his face and yellow-tinted sunglasses," Shane thought to himself, "I look almost like a ninja or something like that,"

"Sir?" one of his colleagues called, "Everything alright?"

"I'm fine," Shane told him, "Just thinking,"

"Well, if you're done…think you could help with the body here?"

Shane gave a mirthless laugh and walked over to the coroner.

"So, what do we have here?" he asked.

"Simple one, sir," the coroner told him, blowing a strand of curly black hair away from her eyes, "Stab wound in the back…maybe a couple hours ago but I won't be too sure until we get back, but, our killer was nice enough to leave a note…for you,"

"Lemme guess," Shane deadpanned as he picked up the evidence bag and sighed, "Yep, just as I thought,"

"Tradition is the corpse of Wisdom…better luck next time, orphan. -Z"

"He's at it again," Shane growled, eyes flashing behind his sunglasses.

Shane and Kaileigh had become orphans not long after Shane had turned twelve. His mother had been getting Christmas presents for her children when shots rang out between the Dark Blade and the police. She wasn't killed by gunfire though…as she tried to get away from the fight, she slipped on the ice and slid into a car's path. It was one reason why Shane never drove a car…

But ever since word got out that Conall and Wen Korrigan's son was now head of a special unit dealing with the Dark Blade, attacks of the gang increased…but only against others. Shane Korrigan was very well liked in the community and he had many friends in high…and low…places. Zayne Umbero, now leader of the Dark Blade gang, made it his personal mission to find some way to dishearten his arch-rival. The two were locked in a stalemate constantly. Zayne and his gang would end someone in the city only for Shane to retaliate by taking one of Zayne's men.

"Why is it that whenever you two see each other, you won't take the shot?" one of his fellow officers asked.

"Mainly because I don't want to deal with the retaliation his gang will give," Shane explained, "Likewise with him, I'm sure there's been plenty of times he could have stabbed me in the back but he didn't because he didn't want the department on him,"

"Heh, it's like Sherlock and Moriarty," another officer snickered, "A White Knight and a Black Knight locked in battle with each other,"

"You should have been an English prof, Rowley," the first teased.

"Ah, lay off me, Vey," Rowley snapped as Shane shook his head.

"See who was in the area at the time of this guy's death," Shane ordered, "Ask around, see if anyone knew him,"

"And you, boss?" a new recruit named Rider asked.

"I'm heading back to the precinct. I'll meet you there," Shane started, starting to walk down the sidewalk.

"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Rowley muttered as Rider watched Shane walk away, "Hey, Newbie, c'mon, help an old man out!"


Shane did go on his way to the precinct, but halfway there, he spotted a silvery gleam in the alleyway. The young man hummed in thought as he started down the alleyway, taking out his flashlight and shining it down the dim passageway over heaps of trashbags, dumpsters and discarded takeout boxes.

"Heh, took ya long enough, orphan," a low voice chuckled from above.

Shane's eyes flashed and he whipped out his gun, pointing it at the tall, slender figure sprawled out over the fire escape. A glint of red shone from the shadowy figure's eyes as he nimbly leaped down from the fire escape and stood before Shane. Shane's eyes narrowed as he stood in front of the young man that nearly fourteen years ago killed his father.

Zayne Umbero had changed slightly since Shane had last saw him. The young man's hair had grown out a bit, shaggy but still had that red streak down his bangs. He sported a pair of red-tinted sunglasses that vaguely reminded Shane of the one hero in that one superhero movie that Kaileigh had dragged him to back in 2006. He couldn't remember who though, but the guy had died…Kaileigh was really upset about it.

"I could arrest you right now, you know that," Shane growled, not taking his gun off of Zayne's chest.

"But you won't," Zayne replied, smirking, "You know that,"

"And you say that why," Shane demanded, "You killed my father in cold blood. For what? Just to take his pendant that was in our family for generations,"

"Your father took my family too," Zayne snarled, "I've lived in this gang my whole life and how many of my family have your 'family' taken away? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth…balance has to be restored and now look. You and me, always fighting, always trying to best the other, but it won't happen, Shane Korrigan. Because you and I…are the same,"

"We're nothing alike," Shane snarled right as a glitter of silver caught his eye.

He lasered in on a lone figure standing behind Zayne's left shoulder…only for a blaze of silver to fly out of the darkness and pain erupted in his shoulder as the loud 'crack!' of a gunshot rang out and Zayne fell to the ground, bleeding heavily from his left shoulder. Shane felt his knees give out as he looked at the silver blade embedded in his chest…right about where his heart would have been. It had, by some strange way, torn through his vest and pierced his skin.

He felt hands on him and heard sirens in the air…right as everything went dark.


Shane's eyes fluttered open wearily just to see his sister sitting on the bed next to him.

"Hey…" he croaked…only to get smacked on the head by her.

"You idiot," Kaileigh snarled, "What were you thinking going in alone!?"

"That I wouldn't get stabbed," Shane grumbled, "What…happened?"

"You were stabbed, that Umbero guy was shot…both of you are in the hospital," Kaileigh growled, "And you…and you…"

Her fiery demeanor crumbled and she put her head in her hands, shoulders heaving with sobs.

"Kai…" Shane rasped, reaching up.

"They say you won't last the night," she wept, "Shane, I lost Mom and Dad…I don't want to lose you too,"

"Don't worry," Shane told her, "I'll be outta here by dawn,"

"Yeah…in a hearse," Kaileigh snapped, "Your gallows humor doesn't help, Shane!"

"…Was worth a try," Shane admitted, "What's on my face…a breathing tube?"

"You went into cardiac arrest a few times and your weren't breathing," Kaileigh told him, "Zayne's not expected to live much longer too,"

"If I outlive him, I'll be happy," Shane growled.

"Shane…" Kaileigh protested.

"I can help with that," a new voice started.

Kaileigh shot to her feet, settling into a ready position as she faced a man in a dark suit and tie with a fedora resting easily on his head.

"Who the heck are you," Kaileigh demanded.

"My name's Andrew Summers," the man introduced himself, "I work for Riot…creators of League of Legends,"

"League…I haven't played that in years," Shane murmured, "Remember that, Kai? You and me beating each other up and laying the hurt on the other team from time to time as Shen and Akali?"

Kaileigh gave a grim smile before turning back to Andrew.

"What do you want," she snapped.

"I want to make sure your brother lives, Ms. Korrigan," Andrew told her, "You see, over the past year and a half there've been life-threatening accidents and the like all over the country…the ones I've visited and accepted survived,"

"The Miracle Kids," Shane rasped, "Lemme guess…whatever you're extending to them, you're extending to me?"

"Exactly," Andrew told him, "You see, and I know you're going to tell me I'm crazy…they all have, the League, Valoran…it's all real, all true. The Champions exist…and a few have chosen people from Earth to bear their spirit, their forms in this reality and on the Rift,"

Andrew took off his hat and looked back at Shane.

"One such Champion has Chosen you, Detective Korrigan,"

"…I have to agree with the other kids," Shane deadpanned, "You're…"

He stopped as Andrew handed a circular pendant to Shane.

"This was your father's," Andrew started, "Conall Korrigan was a great man. He was one of our operatives and…he too was Chosen,"

Andrew gave a sigh.

"All these years we thought that the first 'Miracle Kid' as you said, was the first Chosen…and we were so very wrong," Andrew admitted, "I don't know how he did it…but then again, Shen was always mysterious in his own way. He and his ancestors latched onto your family a long, long time ago, before we even thought of the League. That pendant is the symbol of the Kinkou order…the one that Shen leads as the Eye of Twilight,"

Andrew gave a nod towards Shane's hand.

"And now, Shen's decided you're ready to take on your father's mantle of Chosen," he added, "The question is…are you ready?"

Shane looked from the pendant to his sister and then to Andrew.

"The procedure will save your life…you'll just have to fight for the League every so often after you've healed," Andrew explained, "Do you accept, Shane Korrigan? Do you wish to take the title of the Eye of Twilight?"

Shane closed his eyes for a brief moment, remembering his father before he died, how he'd died trying to keep the world in balance…more than likely with Shen's help. He opened his eyes and looked at Andrew.

"I accept your offer, Mr. Summers,"

HLZB, that was an interesting concept, having the 'Eye of Twilight's' Chosen being an inherited thing. I put a little twist on it though in which Shen decided who got the mantle and when they were ready for it though. Cira 'technically' is still the first since Shane was 7 when Conall died (Cira's a year older than Shane is). Shen didn't chose Shane until just now while Leona and Cira have been joined for about a year and a half. Next up, Shane and Shen get aquainted, meet Cira...and said first Chosen has to keep Shane, Zayne, Shen and Zed from all killing each other. What fun!

What Champion

Character's name ( 1st and last)
Family?
Physical Description
Personality
How did they become the Champion(why did the Champion choose them and what were the circumstances that made the Champion choose to bond with the character? *doesn't have to be tragic accident, but I still want to know why they're the new Champion*)

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

Ashe-UntimelyDisease

Braum-Hairy

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.