Author's note: As with all things, this too must end. Okay screw the quotes, but really, it needs to end. I really couldn't think of much more even though I went through a brainstorming session with my friend. What might make up for it as there are 4 more stories to look forward too!
Mechanical Breakdown
Frozen Heart
Broken Ships
Dark Desires
Guess which story matches which pairing. I'll release them soon!(Btw no gay/yuri pairs until after perhaps. Maybe I'll add more Cait x Vi. Dunno.)
"Clack clack clack…" The sound of footsteps. A man in the shadows motions to a person of smaller stature to follow him, who looks like a male, yet seems too small to be so. Nothing betrays their intentions.
"Why are they chasing us?" asks a feminine voice. This voice is coming from the person of previously unknown gender, determining that person as a female.
"They're your people, you should know." Hissed the man, not out of anger, but out of an attempt to comfort his partner. They seem to be quite close, possibly friends, relatives, or even lovers, yet they seem to be of different races, as what the man said leads us to believe.
The man slowly checks around the corner of the next building. Motioning the girl to follow, he walks out into the side of the block that has light shining on it. This is dangerous, as many should know, especially when you are attempting to escape from someone.
"There they are!" Shouts a gruff voice from the distance. The man quickly dashes forward, his hand gripping on to the girl who seems to have a hard time catching up. More of their attire is revealed. Now, it is clear that the person of smaller stature was indeed a female, from her face. She has pale white hair, average tanned skin, and is wearing parts of a former Noxian Commander uniform. She has a huge black blade etched with green runes sheathed on her back. Most in Valoran would know her as Riven, the Exile. The man was tanned, with black hair, wearing grey robes, with a blade, sheathed, on his belt. He, like Riven, is well known in Valoran, but his name is Yasuo, the Unforgiven.
"Yasuo! They're going to block us off!" Shouts Riven, a look of fear and desperation on her face.
"I'll hold them off. Take the blade and give it to the Ionians!" exclaims Yasuo, his face a look of pure determination.
"But-"
"Just go!"
In a cloud of smoke, Yasuo's shadow flies throughout.
Riven runs, crying. It would not be long now till they throw their gas bombs. He would fall too easily...
Some time later, when Riven stumbles out of Noxus
I have no reason to live anymore…
The only person who has ever shown kindness and acceptance to me… gone…
Why?
All he's ever done was accept me.
And yet, he has to go through so much.
Just for me.
Walking, she slumps down beside a tree beside a road leading towards the harbor where she could sail to Ionia
Why?
Crying, she uses her arm to wipe away her tears, but more take their place
"Riven?"
It was a voice Riven feared, yet found comfort in. During the war, they had been friends. But Riven knew her friend would not let her go that easily.
"Please… please Kat… please let me go… forgive me…" Riven muttered.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were dead!" Katarina said, a look of shock on her face.
"What…? You didn't know…?"
"What happened? It's alright… I won't hurt you. I promise."
"Promise?"
Riven slowly stops crying
"I deserted."
"What…? Riven! How could you?"
"You weren't there! You don't know! You wouldn't care either, would you?!" Screamed Riven, her tears flowing again.
"Riven…"
Wiping away tears, she runs away, aimlessly.
A while later, when she is certain Katarina is not following her
Why Kat?
Why?
Why couldn't you have just not shown up?
Oh wait… It's all my fault anyways. I don't deserve to live…
*sobs*
I need to get to Ionia, hand them the blade, and then… and then…?
What next?
…
I'll end it where it started. I'll go back to Noxus and execute myself. I'll show them. They don't deserve to live for the atrocities they've done!
Ionia, two days later
The smell of salt and sea in the air always made me feel like it was a harbor. It smelt clean though, not like bilgewater, where there was always a tinge too much rust in the air, and not like Piltover, where everything was so orderly and fixated; here, it was just fine. Natural, calm, almost even magical. I remember thinking these words when I first arrived here. I still feel the same about the place. Though then, I had wanted to prove myself and my country. Now, I just wish I hadn't killed those people. I hadn't managed to prove myself, and all I'd done was prove my country was cruel.
"Ah, Riven! What do you come for?"
It was Karma.
It was late already, and I had to complete this task as soon as possible so that I could go and find Yasuo, if he was still alive. Hence, I quickly explained my situation and left the blade with her.
"Why were you with the traitor?"
Karma managed to say that with not a hint of emotion in her voice, if there were any it was kindness. Not exactly what I expected.
"Err…"
Suddenly it hit me. He was considered a traitor! Why had I forgot?
"It wasn't his fault! I killed his mentor!"
"Come again? I don't think I heard you right. You killed his mentor?"
"That's right! I killed his mentor! It wasn't him! I swear!"
"Why are you defending him?"
"He's the only one who has ever understood me."
And with that, I left.
Back at Noxus, after travelling
Walking up to my secluded cottage, I wondered what I would find. An ambush? Empty? I had never been there ever since I was given my runic blade.
Also, I was getting increasingly paranoid. I had handed over my runic blade to the Ionians for safekeeping, as if it fell back into the hands of Noxians, they could easily massacre millions of people. But that meant I was defenseless, except for a short dagger I had as a keepsake from Katarina. Holding it made me remember all the fun times I had with her; all the thick and thin we went through together. When we had losing battles, when we had worthwhile victories…
And now… It's all gone… all gone…
Reaching the doorstep, I held my breath as I lightly twisted the doorknob. It was never locked as the seclusion was enough to protect the place, and if anyone did come, I was usually strong enough to ward them off.
"Who's there?" rasped a voice.
A voice?
Whose…?
I know that voice… whose is it…?
"Riven… I knew you would come…"
Katarina strolled up to me, smiling, her blades displayed prominently on her belt. She was also grasping her two favorite ones.
"What do you want Kat? Where's Yasuo?"
"I want nothing! I was just helping you!" Katarina exclaimed, looking surprised I had even suggested that notion.
"Kat? Why would you help me? After all I've done? After all I've put you through?"
"Because that's what friends are for."
And with that, she released a tired looking Yasuo. Sneaking off into the night with him limping by my side, I smiled at Katarina. For one of the few times after I deserted, she smiled.
Epilogue
"Riven?"
"Oh, good morning Yasuo…" murmured Riven as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"How's my wife?" Teased Yasuo.
"Perfectly fine!" Pouted Riven.
It was their wedding day. Ever since their escapade, they stayed within the League walls. Noxus had also been warned. Ionia had forgiven Yasuo. Riven had been forgiven as well, as after explanation and examination, Riven was found innocent. Riven, in honor of the late master, decided to become an Ionian citizen and learn their techniques.
"Let's go then, shall we?"
"Let me change first at least!"
Yasuo laughed as he went to his room and waited for Riven to change.
