Chapter 1. Silent

Blade is a young human male from Ionia but he never learns this. Most of his power comes from the being inside of him from the shadow Isles, The Living Shadow. While it isn't the worst thing to come out of there it is one of the deadliest. While he didn't know it was from the shadow isles until he was 19 he grew up as an orphan in piltover. He stuck to himself and always kept quiet to anyone who tried to talk to him. The only thing he remembers from his younger years is how he just suddenly appeared in piltover only knowing his name and that something was calling him. He never tried to find out where he was from, nor why he was in Piltover. Ever since he had been in the orphanage he always stayed away from other kids. Plenty tried to become friends with Blade with even the most accepting of kids being ignored by him when they came to try to make friends. He wasn't looking for friends, he was looking for something else. He even eventually grew a nickname 'The Corner Shadow', since he was always alone either in a corner when there were people or alone in his room with the lights off. This didn't bother Blade in the slightest since he kept to himself he didn't really have to worry about anyone else bothering him. People just seemed like annoying problems he had to deal with, He didn't know why he thought like that and after realizing this he tried to interact with other a bit more. People would think he's ill since he did this only making his situation worse.

To counter the stress from talking to others he would read books on different stories in his room. Books of warriors and how they would save kingdoms or how they would die gloryus. Books on assassins and rouges, Mages and witches. Every time Blade saw these books all he did was read them then leave them to collect dust in his bookshelf. It wasn't until he was 13 that he had found a book he actually liked. It was a book on weapons, It showed the different types of weapons across Valoran. Guns, swords, knives, crossbows, axes, bladed gauntlets even a bit on hand to hand combat. He would read over the book hundreds of times since it told about how to use them as well as common fighting techniques. After he turned 14 he had bought his own sword with the money he would earn proofreading other peoples books. The sword wasn't anything amazing, it was a iron shortsword with a normal grip and a normal hilt. It wasn't long before Blade had gotten used to his sword and started carrying it around everywhere he went. He never really had any use for it not until the orphanage he had lived in was attacked.
The orphanage was just a short walk from piltover so it wasn't in direct contact with any police or military force. The house had been broken into in the middle of the night.

It was roughly 11:32 and everyone had gone to sleep. I was still up like always practicing with my sword when I heard a loud slam sounding like something had fallen over. This wasn't anything I wanted to deal with so I waited from someone else to deal with it, And waited, And waited. Roughly 24 minutes of waiting and I hadn't heard a single movement from anyone else At all. Now I was getting curious, This had never happened before. I put my sword back in its sheath and strapped it to my waist. I quietly walked towards the stairs when I finally could hear something. At first I thought maybe someone was already downstairs which was why no one went to deal with it, but it didn't sound like walking no... A faint sound of someone struggling against something that was what it sounded like. I slowed down and peaked down the staircase into the living room to see the orphanage owner along with 3 of the other orphanage kids tied up and gagged. One of the kids saw me and I quickly put my finger to my lips. He just stared at me wide eyed in fear. I wanted to get a good idea of what was going on, I didn't need someone to reveal me from being panicked. I just focused on trying to find out what was going on. That's when I could hear light footsteps coming from the kitchen. Light whispers traveled the air.

"Did you find anything?".

"No nothing but a few coins, you would thinks this place would have a bit more".

"Maybe there's a safe somewhere upstairs".

"Go check, and be quiet we don't want to deal with that other kid".

There was a man and a woman, I faintly knew who they were. Just a few days before there was another couple that had come in to adopt, or so they said. They checked all of the rooms they could con the're way into, even mine. All I did when they entered was eye them and they quickly closed the door and walked off. I was proofreading so they must've not seen my sword otherwise they most likely would have attacked me first. One of them were slowly walking up towards the stairs now so I quickly hid myself in a closet just at the end of the hall just as the female had reached to top of the stairs. She moved to the room just across from the closet I was hiding in, It was the owners personal room. Just as she slowly opened the door I came out of the closet and swiftly hit her on the head with the handle of my sword, knocking her out. Just before she hit the ground I was able to catch he with my other hand saving me from making noise. I layed her down and moved back to the stairs slowly.

I could see that the group of tied up kids and adult were all still quietly panicking. I could see the man this time however and he was standing over the orphanage owner. Likely making a deal with her, I took this as a chance to sneak downstairs. Since he was looking away he wouldn't see me, I just had to make sure I didn't make any noise. I moved quickly to the kitchen, recently we had received an item in the mail. It was important since the orphanage owner had explained to each of us what it was. It was a crystal used to send to the police an call for help. I reached for the blue crystal and threw it to the ground, shattering it and sending small wisps of energy out the window at high speeds. However I could feel someone behind me as I activated it. Since the crystal made noise from shattering it, of course I would get caught.