Katarina sat in her League room, polishing her blades as she listened to Cassiopeia yak on about how she didn't deserve to be in her serpentine form. Rolling her eyes, she resolutely ignored her sister and started sharpening her blades again. "Rina! Are you listening to me or not?" Cassiopeia whined. Sighing, Katarina started rubbing her blade against the sharpening stone and said, "Yes, Cass. I am listening. But I have a match coming up soon, and I can't focus on chatting with you, okay? I need to prepare. The summoners will be asking for me soon."
Cassiopeia sighed in understanding. Muttering under her breath about how nobody took her seriously anymore, she slithered out of Katarina's room quietly. Not that Katarina wanted to push her sister away; she loved her very much, but it was hard when all Cassiopeia talked about was herself. After she finished resharpening her blades and polishing them, she looked at the clock. 7:56PM. The match would be in 4 minutes. Just about then, her notification screen popped up from the wall, which notified her of her supposed outfit that the summoner had picked.
"High Command... now that's something I haven't worn in a long while," Katarina mused, trying to recall the last time she had worn that outfit. And suddenly it came rushing back to her. The final war between Demacia and Noxus, before the League was created. And that was when... she first met Garen. Unbiddingly she blushed, remembering how stunning Garen was on the battlefield. And she frowned when she realized that she hadn't seen him since then. Ironically, he was also a League champion. But for some reason, the League hardly ever pitted them against each other in the games, which puzzled Katarina. Her buzzer rang, notifying her that the match was in 2 minutes. Shaking the memories off, she quickly put on her outfit and strapped her blades on. Looking into the mirror, she realized that her hair looked scraggly. After combing it into her usual silky red style, the summoning spell came upon her, and she was taken away to the waiting area.
"Katarina!" A loud voice boomed. "Good to have you on our team again," Darius grinned wickedly at her. Varus smiled at her from the other side of the room, and there also stood LeBlanc, giving her a pinky wave. "Where's the last person?" Katarina asked. Just as she finished her question, Morgana appeared. "Ugh, thank god I finished baking a while ago, I totally forgot about today's match. Oh my god, Katarina!" Morgana squealed, hugging Katarina tightly. Careful not to touch her wings, Katarina hugged her back. Angels hated people touching their wings. "I missed you, Morgana!" Katarina smiled. She treated Morgana as her older sister, and vice versa. Katarina would never admit this, but she loved baking pastries along with Morgana, throwing flour at each other.
So they grouped together, discussing strategies along with their summoners who were pretty confident about their team combination. Then, the champions were put onto Summoner's Rift. Katarina having picked top lane, took 3 potions and boots for sustain.
Checking the scoreboard for the opposite teams, she mentally memorized them down, muttering them out as she read it. "Ezreal... Soraka... hmm, Akali... Amumu... Garen." Then her eyes widened at the last champion. Garen? Katarina didn't know whether it was just her luck or that the League had finally allowed them to meet. "Hey Darius! Did you take smite?" Katarina shouted at Darius, before he stepped out of the fountain. "Yeah man I did, decided to jungle instead." Katarina sighed in relief.
Leaving for top, she waited with anticipation. The little minions hobbled up to the top, and Katarina started with farming. Throwing her blades out, it bounced from minion to minion. But where was Garen? Then suddenly she heard rustling in the brush and she gave a wry smile. "Garen, I know you're in there. Come out and quit living in the brush."
Garen walked out with a resigned look and started farming, though he couldn't farm that well because Katarina kept harassing him with her bouncing blades. "Hey Katarina, Amumu's headed top," Darius whispered. Katarina slowly edged away from the river and towards her own tower. "Darius, come up too. Might need help holding them off." And almost immediately, Amumu pulled himself towards Katarina from within the brush, and Garen broke into a run for her. Luring them under the tower with low health, she threw out her ultimate, killing Garen and injuring Amumu to low health. Darius came top and finished Amumu off. "Nice one Darius, push the lane for me will you? I'm going back to base." Recalling back to base, Katarina bought her items and set out for top again.
Garen knew that he shouldn't but the sight of Katarina just made him distracted. He wasn't at his top form, and Amumu couldn't stop nagging at him. Sure, Amumu was always sad, but he was naggier than Garen's mum and that said something. But he was determined to put his game face on, because he knew he couldn't let Katarina distract him. Not since the last time he had seen her. Contrary to her beliefs, he had seen her around the League. There was once he caught her smiling and laughing with Morgana, and that surprised him. Her smiles were rare, but when she did smile, even Talon blushed. (He knew. Thank God for conveniently placed brushes.)
And it was uneventful for the early stages of the game, save for a few failed ganks from Amumu. Proving right to the Summoners' assumptions, the game worked well in Katarina's advantage. She got two kills off Akali while the ninja was trying to gank top, which was really useful in helping with getting her items.
He was camping at one of his jungle brushes, hoping to get a kill, but instead, Garen managed to catch Katarina alone while she was trying to get red buff. He grabbed her by the waist and hid her in the brush. "Finally, a moment alone with the Sinister Blade. What were you thinking, walking into the enemy jungle like this?" Katarina blushed, but was thankful that Garen couldn't see it in the brush. "What do you want, Might of Demacia?" He smirked and tilted his head, just like how Katarina always did. "Mind if I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll return it." Then he meshed his lips to hers. Garen knew that it was risky, but he couldn't help it anymore. He had been thinking and wondering about how those scarlet lips would've tasted for the past few months, and he had refused any matches with her in it, hoping it would've dampened his desire for her. But now he just didn't care anymore.
Threading his fingers through her hair, he tilted her head and kissed her hard, nibbling on her lip. He was expecting resistance, but he met none. Instead, Katarina hugged his neck, tiptoeing for better access to his mouth. She wasn't about to pass up a golden opportunity like this where nobody knew and nobody would pay attention to a shared moment like this. In that moment, neither Noxus nor Demacia mattered; it was just them.
Garen - although really unwillingly - stopped kissing Katarina and winked before walking away. Katarina's blush intensified, and her lips were swollen from Garen's nibbles. "Oh no, what have I done?" Katarina whimpered, sinking to her knees. Fear spread through her when she realized that if this was found out, both she and Garen would be deemed traitors and thrown out of their nations.
"Katarina! Baron, now!" Darius yelled, scaring Katarina, who was lost in her thoughts. "C-coming!" Katarina stood up shakily and made her way to Baron, where she helped finish off the ginormous monster. Deciding on a final push to the nexus turrets, they managed to damage the nexus to half health before the other team had managed to gather back at base. Spotting Ezreal and Soraka, Katarina quickly shunpo-ed to Ezreal and started her ultimate. Everyone else helped finish the two off, where they then proceeded to try to finish off the nexus.
At that moment, Garen seemingly popped out of nowhere, finishing off 4 of Katarina's teammates in a quadra kill. By that time, Garen and Katarina was facing off without many minions left to damage the nexus further. Katarina threw her blades at him, but Garen silenced her, and started spinning. "Sinister steel!" Katarina whirled, gaining extra speed and shunpo-ed away from Garen to a friendly minion. Throwing one last blade at the nexus, she ended the game.
Garen and Katarina locked eyes, panting. Right before they were sent back to their different sections for healing, Katarina saw a gleam in Garen's eyes. And a whisper was heard in her head. "You haven't seen the last of me, dear little Katarina." She arrived back in the Noxian quarters, and she felt like she had the wind knocked right out of her. What did he mean by that? And what was he planning on doing?