Sorry for the delay in second chapter. I lost my proofreader and I am not good at the English language cause I think faster then I type so I make extremely silly mistakes and sometimes don't catch them. Shout out to Tinyshygirl125 I suggest going to check out some of her stories on her as well. Her story Teleport Malfunction is one I enjoy definitely go check it out. She has agreed to be my new proofreader and help me get these out to you.

Secondly you will notice that in this Chapter Fiora (Spoiler) will speak a line in French. I have it translated at the bottom of the page for those of you, like me, who do not speak French. Hope you enjoy and hopefully it won't be another 6 months before I update again.

Explanations

"As much as I would enjoy a nice chat to find out what is going on I think we should get to somewhere somewhat more safe." Prince Jarvan finally spoke after a few moments of shock. Viktor nodded and pressed a button on the top of his staff the Battlecast creations coming towards him again. Jayce pulled a small necklace up from under his armor and pressed a small button on it and the Mechanical creations of his followed suit. Jarvan, Garen, and Shyvana where seemingly taken aback by the solid still wonders suddenly springing to life once more. Jarvan quickly shook this off however and lead the way back towards Demacia with now a small platoon of warriors and creations behind him. After once again locating the back entrance into the city they filed in with Garen in the back making sure the door was secure. The first person greeting the returning warriors was Xin Zhao the acting Defense General while Garen was out of the walls.

"My Prince I'm glad to see you you have returned." Jarvan stepped forward Garen stepping out behind him as he smiled nodding.

"We are unharmed. I trust nothing went too poorly while I was missing. However there is business to be attended too." Viktor stepped into the city with his creations on his heels which took Xin's attention and shock seeing a dead man stepped into his presence. Jarvan placed a hand on his shoulder to regain his attention. "Go inform some of machinists that we have two coming that will need a place to bring some of their creations for maintenance and potential repairs. After that inform Quinn and Taric I need to speak with them and bring them to my conference room. There is important business for the three of you." Xin nodded and was about to head off when Jayce stepped in behind the final creation of Viktor's. He stared again. After all how often does one witness two people rise from the dead and walk in their presence? He shook himself to focus and left at once. Jarvan then turned to his guests. "Well I suppose we have a few things to discuss don't we." Jayce nodded obviously being the diplomatic one. They started towards the large spire-like building in the center of town but didn't get more then ten feet when loud bells rang out through the city. Jayce and Viktor looked around in confusion as people scrambled. "Everyone remain calm get to the bunkers quickly. Don't push each other!" Jarvan called out and then looked to Viktor and Jayce. "The Void are assaulting my home. I do not wish to ask for your help after you saved us then but your creations can be a large assistance to our defenses." Jayce and Viktor looked at each other. This time however it was Viktor who spoke in his mechanical voice.

"Anytime we get to mess with Void trash we shall embrace it" His voice was monotone as a result of his mechanical implants on and in his entire body. Jarvan nodded with a smile glad to have the support before he turned to Garen.

"Show them to the front gate. Stay safe and return as always my friend." Garen bowed obediently and hurried through with Viktor and Jayce following and behind them of course their mechanical squad. Garen marched down the main path towards the gates the Grand Duelist fell into the fold walking beside the small platoon. Once at the gates there was two women standing there getting ready for a fight. The first was the young blonde hiding the majority of her hair under her metal plated armor. The Second was the ravenette with her hair wrapped up in a ponytail as she checked her crossbows. "Luxanna. Shauna. Was worried for a moment you wouldn't show up" Garen mused at his sister. Vayne of course rolled her eyes.

"Just Vayne Garen. Lux I will be up top make sure to keep your oaf of a brother safe. Don't need you getting hurt cause of his idiocy." She hurried up the stairway to the top of the wall with her crossbow to defend the city.

"Well she is as cheery as ever... You ready to go?" Garen asked his sister who gave her usual cheerful smile nodding. "Well then here we go. Open the Gate! We're heading out!" The soldiers at top of the door spun a crank before the doors were pushed open. Garen was first out followed by the small platoon of champions and then a group of soldiers as support. As soon as all who were going out had left the city the guards dropped the gate locking the front door to the city. The Void creatures of Xer'Sai and Xer'Zix were on them instantly the robotic creations launching artillery and jumping into the fray along side the warriors of flesh and blood. Jayce and Viktor seemed to work like a duo that has had a lot of time together. Hard to believe the two of them despised each other before their disappearance. Garen and Lux moved almost perfectly together which was not a surprise at all. The sibling pair had the reputation of being able to defeat any enemy together as proof by their defeat of Brand when he tried to unleash his rage on them. Shyvana flew out transforming into a full dragon and breaking through ranks slashing and shoving away many Void Creatures even stomping ad biting a few in half with her clawed paws and large jaws. Fiora grinned as she was surrounded by the opposing forces her Rapier out and ready to strike like a snake coiled to strike.

"Baiser lepee de Laurent(1)" She grinned and struck out dropping repeated Void Spawn in the blink of an eye. She continued on dropping the small fry Xer'Sai with ease. The worry was never being beaten it was being over run from the sheer numbers that they had.

Taric was out in the fight as well his honor making him unable to stand back and watch the fight. He slammed the ground with his hammer waves radiating around him tossing Voidlings back as he continued the charge. He fought them back while trying to heal soldiers he came across that needed the help to get away from the fight.

"Gaaaah!" Taric dropped to a knee many Xer'maw spitting they bio-acidic artillery right into his back. He turned to use his shield but the armor on his back was quickly melting away as he was pinned into place. Fiora hurried over as soon as she spotted the situation cutting through the Xer'maw as Taric retreated. The back of his armor was almost entirely gone. He hurried on his way bashing creatures out if the way when a flippant and energetic form dashed through the battlefield. Fiora turned to spot it just in time to get knocked backward her shoulder holding three pierced points in her shoulder. Before she could warn her ally she was swarmed again side stepping and stabbing who she could. But another shout echoed through the battlefield. Taric dropped in pain a purple pole sticking out of his back with a mocking laughed dancing around him. He raised his head long enough to see the purple form dancing around him. It wasn't a anything he was familiar with... Not Xer'maw, or Zix, or Sai, and certainly not Gath. He tried to get up when the pole leaped out of his back and dropped down on him forcing him into the dirt before running off to the creature in front. The pole had three... toes? Feet? Points? Yes points. Only those points were helping it move... points that were just stuck in his back... How was that possible. He started up again only to get blasted in the side of the face with the creatures foot. He rolled onto his back from the hit only to groan from laying on his back. Finally getting a chance to view the creature he sighed in remorse and regret. The creature looked just like Fizz and in some ways it was. He still laughed like he would forever have the upper hand, a care free look in his eyes even though it now drowning in malice and violence, and he still had his trident. Only now his trident seemed to have a mind of its own, being another creature entirely.

"Fizz... Long time no see my friend... It's been eighteen months since Bilgewater..." He started to get up again the stab in his back deep enough to make it hard to move with the Xer'Maw juices still dripping off his armor and onto his skin making it sizzle before fizzling away leaving second degree burns on his back. For a moment his mind drifted back.

~~Eighteen Months Earlier. Bilgewater~~

Taric was around Bilgewater to do some scouting. Of course he met up with the Trickster of Bilgewater being unfamiliar with the city and he needed a guide. There were many... unsavory types that lived in Bilgewater like the 'king' Gangplank. In a town where the most ruthless persona was in charge Gangplank was a cut above the rest. So having a connection in the city like Fizz was incredibly fortunate.

"Fizz my friend. It has been a long time since we have met in a call of battle." He smiled his smooth voice dazzling a few passing women.

"Well you should learn some new tricks." The trickster teased. "Then maybe you will be a better option." A playful and flippant laugh erupted from not only Fizz but the gem clad warrior as well. The two combatants walked around catching up. Taric sharing a few facts about some jewels he found and that he wanted to try an utilize the magic of. Opals were something new he was experimenting with. Fizz brought up his favorite topic. Trickery. Pranks he had pulled on the Outlaw, which had almost got him shot, and on Twisted Fate, who was in much more of a mood to accept a prank. Taric's mind jumped from the conversations that brought a smile to his face to the moment they spotted the void. Xer'Koz had floated in over the ocean and were firing the lasers from their tentacles. Sarah Fortune and Gangplank both fired cannons at the armies. Sarah was irritated that he had to work with Gangplank in the current moment but she would be damned if anyone else took his life. It was hers to take. Hers and only hers. Taric and Fizz, with help from the shark Chomper, ushered people from the docs and tried to save as many as he could. It was going well considering... They were coming so fast it was impossible to save everyone and as much as it killed Taric on the inside he had to abandon some citizens. There were others of course helping as much as possible if only for self preservation then anything else. Twisted Fate had thrown card after card to any that came near while Graves was firing constantly. The shotgun taking its toll as his rate of fire was slowing as he backed away slowly not taking any chances of getting caught. He had a grin of rage and excitement plastered on his face as the cigar in his mouth dripped with ashes. As the city docks became overrun the ocean itself seemed to rise up and swallow them. The Xer'Koz were thrown into the buildings before a large anchor came from inside the waves like a bat sending the void creatures flying. The anchor dropped down with a thud as Nautilus, a champion whose soul was bound to a large diving suit, stood water seeping off of him as Nami swam beside the dock. The Xer'Koz were starting to retreat since the Ocean itself seemed to be against them, to know surprise with the arrival of the Tide Caller, but Fizz was not finished. He couldn't resist just one... more... trick... He hoped onto Chompers back and swam after them only for Vel'Koz, the most worthy of the Xer'Koz since he had had much more time to absorb information then the others, blasted Chomper with a hard blast of energy sending Fizz into the air. He was a master of tricks in the water or even on land but in the air he was as useless as any other. He came down into the waiting arms of droves of Xer'Koz who quickly retreated to the void dragging the helpless champion in with it. Almost upon immediate contact the void seemed to be poisoning him as his blue skin started turning purple almost immediately as the color bled into him. Taric watched in horror as the Void passage shut behind Vel'Koz and his kind.

~~Present Moment~~

Taric moved to get up again this time getting to his knees before the poisoned creature had taken another swing at him. Being up far enough Taric raised his shield to block the swinging Trident. "I am sorry my friend... It was not my wish to see you vanish. Always the interesting fellow even though your nature cause so much trouble." Fizz pulled back swinging to the other side away from his shield but Taric raised his hammer to stop the blow. In the chaos around them only one warrior found their way to assist Taric but not before Fizz had pulled his trickster ways and used his agile body to get behind Taric and stab him another three times in his exposed back. Taric was on the ground unconscious by the time the Seneschal of Demacia arrived to free him. With a spinning swipe of his large spear Xin Zhao forced Fizz away he laughed darkly vanishing into the see of clashing warriors. Xin fought around him making sure that if he was alive nobody would land a killing blow. It was soon after that Fiora arrived as well followed by Garen. The juggernaut f a man lifted Taric and hurried inside the gates to bring him in. Jarvan immediately came over to look hearing the commotion. He seen the injured man and immediately directed traffic. "Immediately get him to Sona and Kayle. He must be protected. He turned and went to the bull who was standing in the way of the gate goring any Void Creature who dare try and pass him.

"I am sorry to request this but I will need you to return to Noxus as an ambassador in Taric's place. You will join Xin Zhao and Quinn. When this battle is over you are to pack a travel bag and make way at dawn. Assuming you three do not choose to leave to night." Jarvan informed with regret. The bull merely snorted and slammed his horns again into the nearest creature. Before Jarvan could speak the words he opened his mouth to say Alistar charged forward like the enraged bull he had become. Jarvan stood in his spot himself since it was on him of why he ranged through. Alistar gored through droves and droves in a rage only to find himself in a encirclement of Voidlings. He roared quietly radiating an intimidating aura as he continued his rampage until, out of nowhere, a small creature circled his feet. "Heeeeeeere's Chomper!" A large purple beast rose from beneath Alistar and slammed his jaws around Alistar... or so it hoped. Alistar proved his impressive strength by holding it's jaws apart and holding it there. "You won't harm me so easily beast!" He jumped out of his jaws with his powerful legs and let the jaws slam shut before slamming his hooves into the front of the creature driving it back down into the opening of Void space as it slammed shut. He roared once more Fizz swimming through the crowd and retreating as the rest of the forces soon did as well. While they had seemingly endless droves of creatures they did have to retreat to retreat to the void within a time frame or never be able to return much like the Void Brethren that competed at the former Institute of War. Alistar continued to drive himself into the surrounding Void that had yet to retreat. While there wasn't more they quickly retreated as the bull ran them down trampling those who fell beneath his large hooves. Quickly some of the doctors ran out onto the field to help the wounded. Jarvan stood up giving orders quickly.

"Get the severely wounded to Sona and Kayle immediately. Stabilize who you can. Garen, Lux, Galio. The three of you are on supply runs. I want you to make sure whoever needs anything gets it." Everyone quickly scattered to their assignments those who were pronounced dead were brought to a pile and burned. They had learned long ago that if the void ooze got into the graveyards they would infect the bodies and revived them. The only thing they could do to prevent it was to burn the bodies of the fallen. Alistar trudged back into the gates after almost an hour having been taking care of the Void bodies and moving them to a mass grave near by burning the best he could. He also used it to calm down so he could do the mission he was assigned. He strolled straight to Jarvan the Fourth.

"As much as I despise Noxus for what they have done. I will go. If only to find someone." He turned and walked off not waiting for the Prince to respond to him before he left. The night came and went without incident the three Demacian Warriors preparing a bag to live in the morning. At dawn the three warriors started off towards Noxian land and a city that prized nothing but power.