So, I did some thinking...and I'm going to replace Pantheon and Leona with Darius and Lux. (Sad face) I hope this makes some of you happier. Maybe I will do a few separate stories for some ships that were not included. PM me or leave a review if you want a separate story for your ship!

Chapter 4

Luxanna Crownguard was wandering around the red side of the rift, near the Gromp. "Huh," she mused. "Wonder why I'm here. I don't feel any connection with a Summoner..." As she stepped near the bush of the blue buff, a sharp axe yanked her in and she heard a dark laugh. "Just my luck," Darius said. "I happened to pull in the pretty little Demacian."

Riven flushed. "Oh...didn't expect to run into anyone...heheh..." she giggled nervously. Yasuo's hand gripped hers harder. "What are you Demacians trying to do, stuck in the rift?"

Jarvan raised his eyebrows. "We are exploring the rift to find all the champions who have been trapped here. My estimation is more than 12 champions are here, though I do not know the exact number."

Yasuo nodded thoughtfully. "Come to think of it...Riven, how many champions have you seen, other than me?" Riven tapped off champions on her fingers. "I think I caught sight of Katarina, Talon, that Cardmaster, and I think I saw that blonde girl-her name was...Lux? Luxanna! Yes, her."

Garen's eyes widened. "My sister? Where is she? I had no idea she was teleported here. Did she look fine?" Riven laughed. "Didn't take you as someone to panic over your siblings. Yes, she looked fine. Incredibly bright and innocent as usual. But...she's like, what, 20?"

"25," Garen grumbled. Riven stared. "Wow," she said. "That makes you like, what, 30? And are you sure she hasn't slept with anyone yet?" Garen's face turned red. "I'll make sure she hasn't," he growled. "What about you?" Riven asked curiously. "Found any 'true love' yet, Crownguard?"

For a moment, a picture of a laughing Katarina popped in his head. Shaking his head, he muttered, "No." Riven smiled cheekily. "Aw, too bad, I think Katarina's loveless right now too, and she's around your age, I think she's 28 now!" Flushing, Garen glared at her. "Why are we talking about this?"

Quinn shrugged. "I think it was because you were waaaaay to protective of Lux." Sighing, Jarvan broke up the bickering 'children'. "Alright, lets make this fast. Riven, Yasuo, do you know anything about us and the others teleported here?"

They shook their heads. "No, afraid not," Riven responded. "But, may we accompany you? I'd like to see who has been trapped here as well." Jarvan turned to his comrades. "Should we?"

Shyvana huffed. "She's a former Noxian! Should we trust her?" "Former." Quinn exaggerated. "I say yes. She seems quite...preoccupied with Yasuo back there." Riven was playing with Yasuo's hair, stretching on her tip toes to reach it. Shyvana still didn't look happy about it. "Shyv, you can ride on my back, okay?" Jarvan bribed the pouting dragoness. "O-oh okay," she stuttered.

"Alright," Jarvan said, turning back to Riven, who immediately straightened and flushed. "You can come with us. Just don't cause any extra trouble, please." Riven smiled. "We won't, right Yasuo?" He nodded. Sighing, Jarvan began to walk towards toplane, with everyone trailing behind him, Shyvana comfortably snuggled on his back.

Lux whirled around. "Darius!" she complained, sending out a Light Binding and kicking him as hard as she could in the shins. "You couldn't warn me first, huh?" Darius, dumbfounded, merely stared at the woman. Why was she not scared, or trembling in fear? It seemed comical, with the Lady of Luminosity pouting at him, hands on her hips.

"I'm not one to give warnings, girl." Lux's face turned red. "I'm not a girl! I'm 25! You're like, what, Garen's age? So you're only 5 years older!" Darius raised his eyebrows. The girl was only five years younger? More mature than he thought. He'd always been intrigued by the blonde woman, and this was his chance to figure out where her precious Demacians were.

Sighing, he looked at the girl, and asked, "Care to explain where all your Demacian friends are?" Huffing, Lux plopped herself on the ground. "Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you." As lady luck would have it(hahaaaa TF reference right there. Yes? No? okay..), it began to rain. Hard.

Both Darius and Lux were slowly getting soaked, but Darius's armor kept him drier than Lux's did. Shivering, she turned away, standing up. "Well, if you're not going to kill me here, I'm just going to die of hypothermia." As she walked away, Darius growled at the thoughts has was having, eyes tracing her drenched form. "Luxanna." she stopped, turning around.

He walked over to her, roughly grasping her wrist and dragging her under a ledge. "Stay as dry as you can." Tossing her his cape, he sat himself down as far away from her as she could, which was only a foot or so. Before Lux could question why he was doing this, he growled, "Can't have a Demacian die of hypothermia. Pathetic. If you die, it will be by my hand and this axe." he patted his weapon. But they both knew he was lying. That wasn't the only reason why he had 'helped' Lux. But she said nothing, merely wrapping herself in his cape, finding herself strangely comfortable.

Jarvan groaned as it began to rain. "I know a ledge near the red side's blue buff. We can take shelter there." The whole group hurried to the red side, rushing to the blue buff.

"Oh," Lux said, scooting awkwardly next to Darius. "Didn't expect to see you guys here,"

That is the end of chapter 4. I actually think this story is turning out pretty well. WRONGPAIRING, I hope you liked it :)