Author's Note: It is good to see that anyone at all is reading this. This is my first fan fiction, but I like to think that I am full of ideas. I am currently a video game design student. The work load for it is tough. I had this idea kicking around in my head for some time so I decided that I would write it out. I hope to have at least one chapter done every few days or so. They may not be very long in length as I tend to only dedicate one session at a time to a chapter. Now that our main cast has been introduced as well as one of our supporting characters, the story will be moving to first person perspective. If you like the story, be sure to follow and offer any criticism you can think of. Enjoy chapter 2.

Chapter 2 – Last Battle

Eylic

CRASH! "Huh?" I was startled awake by the sound of a loud crash. I looked around to see a smashed coffee cup on the ground. I was still sitting at the kitchen table. Huh, I must have nodded off. I glanced at the clock in the kitchen. "Oh fuck! I'm going to be late for my last match!" The clock read 9:12. My match was at 9:30. I bolted up from my seat at the table. The split cup of coffee would have to wait until later. I hurried to Malzahar's room and opened the door. He wasn't there. "Figures as much," I mumbled to myself. I went to my room and quickly changed into my summoner's robes.

I was still trying to get my head through the damn hole while I sprinted out the door to the nearest teleporter beacon that would take me to the Institute of War. I got to the beacon and paid my fee to the small yordle operating it. "Big match today summoner," he asked with a smile on his face. "Heh, you could say that," I replied. Today's match was over some land to the north of the institute that both Demacia and Noxus had laid claim to. They both stated that it was for farming, but some rumors had been going around that a powerful, magical artifact had been found there, and both sides wanted it. While both factions agreed to adhere to the rules put forth by the League of Legends, neither side would let such an advantage fall to its enemy.

The details were really none of my concern right now especially if I didn't make it to the match on time. I placed my hand on the beacon and pictured the beacon at the institute in my head. Things began to fade around me as I was surrounded by blue light. My surroundings suddenly changed to a large chamber decorated with several banners bearing the mark of the league. After fully regaining control of my body, I sprinted towards the summoning chamber. When I got near the door, I could hear one of the head summoner's voices echoing through the hall. "..and since your final team member has not shown up within the time allotted, Demacia will have to fight at a disadvantage. Malzahar, you are free to go about your business." "WAIT," I cried out as I burst through the door. "I'm … *pant* … here," I barely managed to stammer out as I tried to catch my breath. The head summoner looked at me before saying, "Very well. Please take your seat and we will begin."

I took my seat next to my fellow summoners. The summoners representing Noxus sat opposite of us. I looked around the room. Hmm. Jarvan, Garen, Luxanna, and Sona. They have Swain, Katarina, Darius, Draven, and Sion. Both sides seem to be going all out for this fight. I wonder why I was requested for this battle. Swain caught me eyeing his team and gave me a glare that sent shivers down my spine. The champions took their places on the blue and red platforms in the alcove at the end of the room. I placed a small crystal onto the stone pedestal in front of me. The champions began to disappear as the same teleportation light from before surrounded them. The crystal in front of me began to hover above the pedestal and glowed purple. A large holographic orb enveloped the crystal. I placed my hands on either side of the orb and looked into it. I could see that my champion had arrived onto the field of Summoner's Rift. A slight tingling sensation entered my head as my mind began to connect to Malzahar's.

Horrific visions flashed in my mind. I saw secrets of the void. I saw what waited inside of it: the monsters scratching at the barrier between worlds trying to get out. Even after six months, these flashes still had a way of startling me whenever our minds initially connected. I regained my composure as the visions cleared, and I could clearly hear Malzahar's thoughts. Rumor has it that his last summoner couldn't take the visions and went insane before the end of the six month period. I told you that that wasn't a rumor. It is a fact that that poor woman went insane. I heard Malzahar's voice inside my head. There was a slight chuckle in his words. I replied back, well it doesn't look like you were able to break me. A slight laugh escaped him. Alright. Let's start our last match. Malzahar wandered over to the shop and bough some health potions before taking up his position in the middle lane. After a few more seconds, the animated clay minions began spawning and mindlessly marching down the lanes.

Malzahar

The first wave of mindless minions was upon me. I imagined that Katarina would be close by, but I had yet to see her. We decided to not risk looking for her and took the easy minion kills. My malefic vision had a way of terrorizing even these moronic creatures. Ok, you have gotten enough bounty. Go back and get some new items, Eylic's words echoed in my head. I headed back and bought a Catalyst the Protector crystal. On my way back, I noticed something. A redheaded woman was attacking the tower. She was using her minions as a shield to keep the tower from targeting her. Blade after blade flew from her hand at the tower. Think we should step in, Eylic questioned with a smug tone. "haha." Well it would be rude not to, I replied.

A siege minion was in front of me. I crouched down and hid behind it. Katarina had backed off from the tower when she saw a fresh wave of minions marching towards her. I heard Eylic's voice in my head again. Ready for some fun? He did know how to entice me. The wave of minions marched forward. Katarina began destroying the first few minions in front. I waited patiently. Finally, the siege minion in front of me fell. As soon as it did, that smug look of arrogance on her face turned to one of shock. She threw one of her knives at me. It embedded itself firmly in my shoulder. I continued moving forward. She threw several more knives at me. None of them hit their mark. Now it was my turn.

I opened a zone of negative energy below her feet. It began to drain her of her strength. As she turned to run further away, I flooded her head with horrific visions of the void. At the same time, I called forth a creature from the void to serve me. It chased after the now screaming woman. Let the panic sink in a bit more before finishing her off, Eylic's voice echoed in my head. After a few more seconds, I let loose the full fury of the void. I channeled it straight into her fraying mind. She couldn't move. All she could do was scream as the end came for her. After a few seconds more, she toppled over. The life had left her body. Eylic and I congratulated each other on our small victory. She would be respawning in a few moments. We took this time to take down the first mid tower. Garen and Jarvan's battles went well as well. They joined me to take down the second tower. Swain and Darius attempted to repel our advance, but they were too late. We took the second tower before falling back. We each bought our next few items and restored ourselves before heading back into the battle.

The enemy anticipated that we would continue to push down the center lane. They were there waiting for us. I could clearly see the anger burning in her eyes. "Ready for round two," I taunted her. "Shut up you bastard. I'll cut you to pieces," she yelled back at me. Swain now spoke to her. "Katarina, keep control of yourself. We cannot afford to lose this battle." His words were cold and angry. He was also visibly upset. He knew that they were falling behind. Draven threw an ax that hit Garen straight in the chest. Garen cried out in pain before yanking the ax out of himself. The now enraged might of Demacia charged forward with his sword ready. Sona quickly healed his wounds as much as she could. Jarvan and Lux closely followed behind.

I too moved forward. I channeled pulse after pulse of dark energy and directed it straight at Katarina. My newest voidling also charged at her, but she quickly put it down. Darius and Draven were engaged with Garen. Even wounded, he was still holding his own. Jarvan was engaged in combat with a now demonic looking Swain. Suddenly, the earth began to shake as the undead behemoth charged forward. He knocked Jarvan out of the way. As he was about to land a killing blow, Swain signaled for him to stop. He stood over the crown prince of Demacia and twisted his cane. The top half separated into a sword. "Someday you will die your last death," he said coolly as he raised the sword up.

Jarvan suddenly kicked the master tactician in the chest and jumped to his feet. At that same moment, a giant crater wall formed around them. Swain stumbled backwards against the stone wall. Jarvan swung his lance forward. It found its mark straight through Swain's heart. The other Noxus members looked on with shock in their eyes. This distraction proved to be their undoing. Before they could react, Garen and Luxanna had taken down the brothers Darius and Draven. I once again filled Katarina's head full of visions of what awaited her in the void. She fell dead at my feet. Now all that was left was the undead juggernaut. We all charged him at the same time. Garen hacked away at him while Jarvan stabbed him over and over again. Sona, Luxanna, and I continued our assault from a distance. Finally, he dropped his ax and made one final attempt to chase us before succumbing to his injuries.

The match was effectively ours now. Their final inner towers fell as we began an assault on their nexus. Even after respawning, they knew the match was lost. They just looked on as their nexus began to crackle and spark before finally exploding. Eylic called out to my mind once more. Great job Malzahar. I would say that this has been a great final match. It has been a privilege to work with you these last six months. A small laugh escaped my mouth. Well don't be going soft on me now, but I will say you are an exceptional summoner, I replied to him. The image of Summoner's Rift began to fade around me. After another moment, I was back in the summoning chamber at the institute. Swain was visibly angry that they had lost the match. Everyone had heard the rumor about the magical artifacts being discovered in the disputed land. Perhaps there was some truth to it after all. The entire Noxus team left the room in silence. The summoners followed shortly after. Summoners and champions work together. Each is capable of acting on his own though. Swain's summoner should have stopped him from doing such a foolish action. It was clear from the look on the summoner's face as he left, that he had realized that. Too late now of course. The Demacian team was still celebrating. Garen and Jarvan joined in. My interested do not lie with Demacia or Noxus. I serve the void. I decided to take my leave. It was odd that they would ask Eylic to be a representative in this fight. While he does fight for Demacia, I am very far removed from the typical choices of champions used to represent Demacia in this important of an issue. Oh well. It is none of my concern. Now should I actually paint over those runes in my room or add to them instead….

Eylic

I watched Malzahar leave the room. He was never one for celebration. "I serve the void. Nothing else is important," he would say. My fellow summoners and I congratulated each other. Jarvan bestowed his blessing upon us all before taking his leave. Hm. I should probably head home. I'm guessing I'll need to do plenty of house cleaning. I also need to be here bright and early tomorrow for champion interviews. Champion interviews was a process where summoners were free to interview all available champions. They could also put forward a request to be paired with a certain champion. The request would be taken into consideration when champions were assigned to their new summoners. I walked out of the summoning room towards one of the various court yards.

I sat underneath a tree and looked up at the sky. I reflected on how much I had learned these last six months. I came from a family of powerful mages. My abilities included being able to convert trace elements in the air into a nearly indestructible crystalline substance. It was a talent that not many could achieve. My brother also attempted to learn it. After a while, he gave up and switched to fire manipulation instead. Even though my family was known for our spell casting abilities, none of us had ever been picked to be a summoner. It was a great surprise to my family especially since I was the younger child. Even my brother was happy for me. I breezed through the mandatory two months of training. This involved playing virtual matches inside a mock viewing sphere. Many summoners said I was a natural. I met Malzahar not long after that. And here I am now: about to undergo my second binding ceremony and start a new pact. I constructed a crystal rose in my hand and looked at it for a long while before disintegrating it back into dust.

I got up and headed back towards the teleportation beacon. Along the way, someone bumped into me. "Hey watch where you're going." The young woman who had not been paying attention to her surroundings looked up at me. Her amber eyes looked sad, and her white tails drooped behind her. This must be Ahri. I thought to myself. Everyone had heard about her. Not many people wanted to go near her without having ulterior motives. "I'm very sorry," she said before quickly walking away. If that girl can't pay attention to something as simple as walking, she isn't going to be very useful on a battlefield.

Ahri

I quickly ran past the summoner I had bumped into. He had a very annoyed look in his eyes. I don't know why, but it hurt the way he looked at me. I wonder if he will be one of the summoners looking for a new champion in two days. I know I really want to be paired with someone, but I hope it isn't him. I hurried back to my room inside the dorms of the institute and quietly ate the food I had been carrying back with me all while trying not to cry. Why did that look hurt me so much?