Chapter 2
In the Noxian marketplace, a fist slams onto the counter of a food stand,
"What is the meaning of this?!" a young boy asked the bearded man running the stand.
Of course, the owner drew his undivided attention to the boy who made the sudden outburst, leaving the rest of the stand unwatched. 'Just what I wanted.' the boy thought.
"What is the meaning of WHAT?" the stand keeper asked the boy, obviously annoyed that a kid was yelling at him.
The boy-or rather Kavyn, picked up a pear and shoved it into the owner's face,
"This fruit is uneatable! It's clearly been poisoned! What kind of cruel trick is this?"
During Kavyn's arguing with the stand keeper, another boy sneaked behind the stand with a large bag and started to fill it with the unattended fruits. Hopefully, if Kavyn gives him enough time, then he can steal enough to last them at least a week. The man slapped the pear away from his face. He furiously grabbed Kavyn by the collar and held him up,
"Poisoned? You think my produce is POISONED? I'll poison you if you don't piss off right now!"
Kavyn, not intimidated in the slightest, spat dead center in the man's eye. The man unhanded Kavyn to rub the liquid out of his eye. Kavyn laughed triumphantly,
"Well, if you really want me to," Kavyn said, "now I'll just take my leave."
He slammed the counter again, which was the signal for the other boy to pack up and leave. He tied up the large bag and carefully exited the stand.
"You bitch!" the man yelled as he took out a wooden plank to beat Kavyn with.
And with that, Kavyn pelted the man in the face with the "poisoned" pear. The man made a brief yelp as he fell over, and Kavyn made a run for it!
Kavyn and the boy sat down in near their hideout, inspecting the contents of the goods,
"Man, we really fooled him!" Kavyn said, taking a bite out of a juicy apple.
"Yeah," the boy said, "you were really good."
"D'aww, it was nothing," Kavyn said rubbing the back of his head, "You did good too! Snatching up all the fruit like...like.. ummm."
Kavyn looked for the right words, but then he saw a hawk fly by, carrying it's meal in it's claws. That gave him an idea,
"Like talons," Kavyn finished. "You said yesterday that you didn't have a name, right?"
"Yeah, I don't really own a name," the boy said giving Kavyn a curious look for why he's bringing up the subject now.
Kavyn laughed, "Then how about I name you? Your name can be Talon."
'Talon,' the boy thought, 'that sounds as good of a name as any.'
"Alright then," the boy said, "you can call me Talon."
The boy, who was now known as Talon, passed the sack to Kavyn,
"This should last us a few days," Talon said, "I'm going back inside."
Talon removed the wooden plank that revealed the tunnel that led to the hideout and crawled inside. Kavyn, still sitting up against a wall, finished his apple,
"Talon," He said quietly, "maybe we can be like brothers one day."
Kavyn got up and went into the hideout. Talon was already in bed. Kavyn quietly placed the sack of fruits in the wooden chest and then lied down on his bed, thinking of what the future holds.