Ky got his first glance at the inside of the Institute of War, and was impressed for the second time by the sheer size of the complex. A paved road wider than the dirt one he and Ahri had arrived on sprawled out in front of him, going on for what seemed like miles before ending at a giant fountain. The amount of activity going on was almost overwhelming, with summoners and champions going every direction even in the relatively small area they were in.

"Damn, this place is pretty busy huh?" He asked Vayl, then realized his mistake in addressing the head summoner with that kind of language. He bit his lip. "Uh, sorry for my informality...

"Oh, it's quite alright. The only times I hear formal language are when I'm meeting with other summoners. Most people have loose tongues around here." Ky nodded, his hands in the pockets of his over-sized cloak. Most people they passed by respectfully bowed to Vayl, but payed Ky and the two other summoners they were traveling with no attention, as if they hadn't even seen them. He knew he was decent at blending into the background, but he figured the strange traveler in the heavy cloak walking with the head summoner and his...assistants?...deserved a little more attention. Speaking of his assistants, they had removed the hoods of their robes and were speaking in hushed voices. They looked almost identical from the backside, with their almost comically bright red hair and equally sized bodies.

"Twins?" He asked. One of them turned around, addressing Ky for what seemed like the first time.

"Yeah." Was all he said back. Ky raised an eyebrow.

"These are my nephews, as well as my assistants...and supposedly my bodyguards." Vayl added. Ky stifled a laugh.

"Can't say I see the family resemblance." He said. "And they definitely don't look too threatening." Both of them had turned around, and just like from the back, they looked almost exactly the same, with dull browns eyes, bright red hair, and a seemingly infinite amount of freckles. The only physical difference between the two that Ky could notice was that they had different length hair. One of them had it cut short, while the other had hair almost down to his shoulders and swept across his face, very similar to Ky's.

"Most mages don't." The long-haired one said, a bored look in his eyes. Their voices were relatively high-pitched, and they couldn't have been older than fifteen.

"Well, aren't you charming." Ky retorted.

"Same to you." Unexpectedly, he held his hand out to Ky. "I'm Derek."

"Ky," he said, shaking Derek's hand. Derek's brother held out his hand as well.

"Tyler Dewmal." Ky shook his hand as well.

"Now that the introductions are over..." Vayl interrupted. "I believe you have some explaining to do." Ky almost flinched when he saw Vayl's eyes. There was...something odd about them. It was almost that same look he had given Ky earlier, as if he was learning everything about him just by eyesight. But, there was something else to his stare this time...curiosity? His tone of voice had changed from his surprisingly friendly attitude to a more serious tone. Vayl practically radiated intimidation, which he guessed was a normal trait for someone in his position of power. "Who are you, why have you come here, and why were you attacked outside the gates?"

"Finally getting down to business, eh?" Ky replied, placing his hands behind his head. "First thing's first, you should probably know I'm not human...also, I'm probably about 23,000 years older than you." Vayl's expression didn't change, though it certainly caught Derek and Tyler off-guard. He reached to take off his heavy cloak. "I'm actually a..."

"Head Summoner Vayl!" Interrupted what sounded like a female voice. Ky's hand froze, and his eyes briefly widened. He recognized that voice. He'd hoped it would be a little longer before he ran into her. Someone in full golden armor, reflecting the sun's light so well Ky felt he almost had to squint when he looked in their direction, was moving towards them at incredible speeds. The person's armor was tinted red towards the edges, with red cloth worn underneath as well. What really caught Ky's attention, other than her voice, were her wings. Sprouting from her back, they were almost bigger than her whole body, covered in bright white feathers that reflected the light almost as well as her armor and helmet. She used them to carry her forward, flying a few feet above the ground. She came to an abrupt stop just in front of them, her feet skimming the ground for a moment, before she continued talking to the head summoner as if Ky wasn't there. That seemed to be a recurring theme with these people. "I finished preparations for the tournament. Representatives from each city of Runeterra will be there."

"Kayle." Ky spat the name, his disgust growing just from the sight of her. She was one of the most famous angel figures who have ever lived, both their political leader and one of two angel's to actually live among the creatures on the surface of the planet. She seemed very preoccupied, not just with organizing whatever tournament she was talking about, but also with something else. He figured if she hadn't heard about what had happened only hours before, she certainly would soon. She turned to him.

"Have we met?" she asked. He grunted.

"Several times." He figured she hadn't recognized him yet, and he hoped she noticed his disgust. She sighed.

"Never under good terms, I suppose?" She turned back to Vayl. "May I ask who this is, Drake?" Ky crossed his arms, surprised she had used Vayl's first name. He had heard Kayle was the closest champion to Vayl, though he hadn't thought them that close.

"Well, I can't seem to figure that out myself." Vayl said with a slight chuckle. His serious attitude had once again dropped. "All I know is that his name is Ky-"

Kayle immediately tensed up, bringing her right hand to the sword strapped to her side. "Sir, back away from him. He needs to be taken into custody." She said in a rushed, monotone voice. Vayl raised an eyebrow.

"Heh, so you have heard what's going on up there." Ky put in. "Thought you'd be to absorbed with your ego to notice anything." Kayle began moving towards him cautiously.

"I'd rather not take you by force, Ky," she said. He scoffed at her.

"Sure you wouldn't. Honestly, I'm in the mood for a fight right about now, and I've been waiting a long time to kick your sorry ass, Kayle." Vayl and the Dewmal brothers had backed up a considerable distance at this point, though Vayl surprised Ky having made no motion to stop the apparent fight about start between him and Kayle. The head summoner had once again donned his curious look.

"Fine, have it your way, traitor!" she yelled, before drawing her sword and propelling herself towards him with her wings. He reacted quickly, dashing out of the way of her lunge and creating a few yards of distance between them.

"You've had this coming for a long time, Kayle!" Ky once again reached for his cloak, and this time, threw it off in one swift motion. Underneath, he wore a thin and versatile robe that was black on the right half, white on the other half. It also finally revealed his wings, almost the same size as Kayle's, except his right wing had pitch black feathers instead of white, the same colors as his robe. He drew his swords, wielding the pitch black sword in his right hand and shining white sword in his left. He became enveloped in rays of his own magic, white and black colors swirling around him, especially prominent in his swords and eyes.

Ky jumped to the left as Kayle fired a barrage of her iconic light projectiles, the fiery hot blasts scorching the grass where they landed. He was surprised Kayle had engaged in a fight with all these innocent people around. Then he remembered who he was talking about. He lifted himself into the air with his wings and returned her fire with his own small bolts of light and dark magic. The thin projectiles barely seemed to phase Kayle when they landed, some even just bouncing off her armor. Kayle swiftly recovered from the barrage of magic and joined him in the air, launching towards him almost faster than he could react. She slashed at him with her golden sword, which he quickly deflected before returning with his own attacks. The two dashed around each other using their wings, delivering blows that were inevitably blocked. It surprised Ky that Kayle could move almost as fast as him while she was wearing her armor. Even when he occasionally hit her with his swords, she barely even flinched. Realizing they won't going to hurt each other this way, he teleported away in a flash of light. Kayle blinked her eyes a few times to clear her vision, before looking around to see where he'd gone. She spotted him back on the ground a good distance away on top of a small hill.

"Has spending so much time with mortals made you weaker, Kayle?" He began, a cocky smirk on his face. "You were at least SOME challenge when we used to spar."

"Please, as if i would waste my full strength dealing with YOU!" she yelled before diving toward him. Just before she got close enough to slash at him, he disappeared. Kayle managed to stop herself before slamming the ground, though she couldn't see Ky from a moment's glance. She scanned the area around her slowly, noticing the crowd that had gathered around them for the first time. She also met eyes with Vayl briefly, though she couldn't quite make out his expression. He didn't seem angry, and still hadn't reacted to the violence that had broken out. Which was odd, considering she had always known him to dispel any violence that broke out in the Institute as soon as possible.

Ky noticed her lock eyes with Vayl, and took this as his opportunity to attack. He moved along the ground as a shadow, stealthily moving towards her until he was right next to her. He saw her notice him a second too late, as he rose from beneath her and knocked her into the air with his swords. From there, he shot out a tendril of pure dark magic from his hand and wrapped it around her leg, slamming her back towards the ground again and again. Her heard her cries of pain coming from her helmet, which only brought more satisfaction from hurting her.

Just when he thought she was about to pass out, a large column of fire erupted in-between him and Kayle, severing his grip on her leg and forcing him to shield his eyes. The heat from the fire almost burned his face as he backed up a few feet before the fire vanished, leaving no imprint on the grass, and sheathed his weapons. The magic swirling around him had also disappeared. He turned to see Vayl raising his hand, and odd light emanating from it. Ky had just noticed the large amount of summoners that had gathered around them, some staring at him with hostility, at Kayle sympathetically, or just looking confused. He shared some of their confused looks, surprised he had attacked Kayle for so long. He did hate her, but he had no intention of killing her...at least, not in front of a crowd.

His thoughts were interrupted as a hand violently grabbed his arm. He look behind him to see Vayl guiding him away from the area, not even checking to see if Kayle was alright. He did manage to get a glimpse of a few people helping her up as Vayl basically pushed him towards a large building not too far in the distance. Ky didn't argue, though no words were passed between them as they walked. He couldn't tell if Vayl was angry or not, his face absolutely free of any expression.

Ky thought more about Vayl as they moved towards the structure. That flame that Vayl himself had obviously summoned wasn't particularly strong, though he could somehow tell Vayl put almost no effort into conjuring it. He was certainly mysterious, though he assumed Vayl felt the same way about him.

The section of the Institute they were heading towards was made up of older looking buildings made almost entirely out of smooth stone and a lot of columns. Most of the buildings were connected to a large central building by corridors running along the ground. It seemed like that was the one they were heading to.

Ky's theory soon proved correct as Vayl stopped just outside the impressive building's large oak-wood doors. He turned back to Ky.

"Listen, angel. Wait here until I announce you in. And if you choose to flee while I'm gone, then you can forget being welcome here in the future." Ky scoffed when he heard the term "welcome," but nodded his consent to Vayl. As soon as Vayl had stepped inside the building, Ky sat a short stone wall lining the walkway they had traveled on, head in his hands, debating whether or not to turn back. After his fight with Kayle, there was a good chance they'd just lock his ass in prison and move on. Then again...maybe Vayl was organizing a meeting to decided his initiation into the Institute? He held onto this chance as he sat, for what seemed like the first time in forever when he was in total silence.

Hey guys, I just want to make a quick note that I kind of used his first fight with Kayle as a demonstration of a lot of Ky's abilities, particularly their combat use. Yeah, the shadow thing was...kinda a Zed clone, but...screw it. Also, the whole "tendril of darkness" move is mostly based off the black symbiote from the Spider-Man franchise. Kinda makes it sound less cool now that I think about...and just so we're clear, his light teleport move can't go that far, so he can't just go wherever the hell he wants with that. That's it for now!