Chapter 2 – A New Home

The fare big house Talon and Katarina regards just now seem disturbed by some cracking sounds and screams. The wind blows through their poker faces.

"Is this safe...?" Talon tilts head with a funny concerned expression.

"Doesn`t it look safe to you?" Katarina gives a sore answer, then her usual mood returns. "Nicely done! The furniture car just arrived." She lifts her sleeves ready for work as the driver salutes them and stops the heavy transport. Talon makes himself useful helping her to get in the furnish pieces.


A day before Katarina took Talon to the mansion, the read head got stopped by Morgana who handed her a specific valoran letter. The dark winged female chuckled near Du Couteau daughter`s ear something, then Vladimir takes the money and leaves with his friend.

On their way through cursed of history paved streets from the lowest of Noxus, Vladimir rises an eyebrow seeing some hookers. "I would feast myself with their blood.. Mmm..."

"Hah. Aren`t you gonna ask me what was that letter about?" Morgana rubs her chin thinking.

"I thought it`s an invitation from the Institute of war." He shrugs passing shoulder by shoulder with the lusty women. They begged him, but he waved his cold hand to leave him away. No matter how hungry he would be after fresh blood, he won`t contaminate himself with low rank women.

"Indeed. I can totally see the high commander of Noxus joining the league. Her cold personality will fit perfectly there." Morgana rubs her hands pleased.

The vampire didn`t know much about Katarina, so he skips it. "But I thought you`ll join the league too..." He turns head looking at her malicious face.

"I will." Morgana laughs knowing more things behind the Institute of war letters.


After the two suspicious monsters left Katarina with the key of her new house, she luckily runs into Talon`s poor chamber from slums and takes him with her. She couldn`t tell him about the invitation, she only wanted to leave someone in Noxus in her family name.

So here they are, moving things around the house. Everyone was doing things alone and clear. She set the places before with white chalk in big x marks. Obviously she moved the light things, while Talon exercised his muscles, actually pushing the wardrobes at his limit to match the original x spots.

"..." He silently curses Katarina.

When they were half way ready, they took a break for the first day.

"Come here!" She screams after him, while she was on the first floor stairs.

"What?" He growls wiping his sweat.

"The vampire who sold the house left a lot of art masterpieces in." The read head noticed the dark purple face of Talon and tries to describe it. "I-I mean the old man who sold the house..." She fakes a long laugh, taking his hand to show him the old pictures covering the walls. "It looks like a rich family used to live here."

Thought the noxian man didn`t agree with the house and the way she called the solder creeps him, he could see the expensive painting reminding him of the previous Du Couteau house. A melancholic feel runs through his mind, but didn`t say a thing.

"Talon?" Katarina looks at him noticing something wrong. "Are you listening to me?"

"Mhm. What is it?" Their sights were so close, that Katarina wipes her dirty hand on her shirt and cups his face, making him to gasp at her action because her hand was dusty after helping to clean and move small pieces through house.

"What?! It`s clean now." She gives him a short smile.

"Meh... These painting reminds me of the old Du Couteau household." He looks away from her sight and she takes her hand away.

She feels hurt too and looks on the other side. For both of them the memories were pretty strong and painful. She thought to hug him, the only remained family member, but instead, he hugs her like reading her mind. She melts immediately in his touch and remained silent feeling his breath over her head.


The noxian assasin couldn`t stay forever. His stray way of living searching for the general with Katarina`s accord drove him back in slums. Sometimes he returns in the owned house and the way his red head sibling was dealing with the supposed to be ghosts amused him. She even started to dance weird dances howling all the halls and placing crucifixes on doors. But Talon never noticed something strange, probably because he didn`t stay long inside. Maybe she knew things he didn`t know, but he didn`t take her seriously, but never laugh at her weird procedures.

"Ahem... How do you like the house...?" He crosses arms over his noxian uniform used as spy.

"Oh, I hate you so much! I have to live with the ghosts while you can sleep peacefully in slums!" She growls while grunting a weird melodic line.

"So what? Do you want me to sleep with you?"

"Is this a deal or a question?" She forgets about her funny chat and stops the conjuration dance into a half position.

"Question?" He couldn`t take the talk seriously from the first steps inside.

"Are you asking me to sleep with you?!" She is astonished how it turned on, but he realizes the gravity of his words when Katarina stands tall and forgets about the dancing chant against ghosts.

"No wait! I thought you tried to sleep with me in past!" He gets up preparing to escape from her gaze in case she`ll jump to attack him.

"Talon!" She comes closer with angry eyes.

"I am sorry, Lady Katarina! I still want to live...!" He waves hands in defense with a crying face.

She comes closer enough as he steps back bumping his back on the wall behind. "Idiot! I won`t kill you!" She slaps his defending hands. "I wanted to clean the house from ghosts because I want you to stay here after I`ll leave for the League of legends of Valoran." She paused wanting to see his reaction. He was silent, so she continued. "Talon, stay with me a few days until I`ll go." She wraps her arms over his shoulders. "I am glad to have a handsome brother in law." Her smirking face was turned off when he gives her an resistant cold flare.

"Don`t even think, Kat!"


A week passed in their new house and Talon got used with Katarina`s large size bed. It was wrong, but it felt good. They discussed about their father missing and that Talon is still searching for any information about it. He even told her what happened between him and Le Blanc in slums and he doubts her mixing in Swain business, about Yasuo who was wondering in the Valoran being exiled, about all those things he couldn`t tell her in the first place and she accused him of betray her family.

She understood him. She was happy to know his assasin brother was on her side all this time. His painful truth left by her father, made her see the future and don`t regret her rudeness to him. She was sadistic person anyway and Talon was her punching bag, not literally.

"Kat, why do you want to join the Institute of war?"

"I find myself useful there. You can work here to find out about my father and I can go to seek in Valoran." Her words were pretty warm just like her hugs over his naked body in the blanket.

"But if you`ll go there, you`ll face a lot of others. There is a big chance for demacians to join the league too."

"Are you already jealous, Talon?" She laughs in his chest, moving closer to his heart side.

"Not that. What I mean is that it`s dangerous!" He scuffs placing his barely hands on her.

"Is that so...?" She looks into his eyes moving on top of him hugging him tight. They stopped talking when the female placed her nose in his hair and started to kiss his neck.