Ok so as you know all of these characters except a few I make up belong to Riot. This chapter is inspired by some artwork and a video I came across by Lieff Jeffers! If you havent seen it you really should watch it. It made me inspired to write about Garen/Katarina. I think it was scrapped, but hopefully Riot will do something with it. So a lot of this chapter is based on Lieff Jeffer's work. So the credit goes to him and his team. But I'm going to add some stuff and make it longer. Here is the link to the original work directing

The two men leading Katarina by the arms, she thought, were soldiers simply based on strength. After an hour of hearing them talk Katarina was ready for whatever "justice" Crownguard had previously promised her. Their skulls were about as thick as the hands that currently incapacitated her. Garen Crowngaurd walked in front, and every now and then would look back at her, to check and make sure she was behaving. And she was. She knew if she were to escape her captors she would have to wait for the right moment. Crownguard had taken most of her blades, but she had a few hidden on her. The other two soldiers flanked them, and remained quiet. Why cant those be my guards she thought.

"Well I think Demacia has the best women," The idiot Rex continued, "Beautiful and dignified."

He spat out the second adjective and glanced at Katarina who simply snorted.

"I don't know Rexy," Tobias answered, "I think a Noxian bitch could get the job done."

Katarina stiffened, but before she could retort, Crowngaurd spun around. "Enough! If you can't speak like a gentleman, do not speak at all."

The men and Katarina seemed surprised by this sudden outburst. "Actually," he continued, "Just don't talk at all. That's an order."

"Thank the gods," Katarina mumbled. And she wasn't quite sure, but she thought she saw Crowngaurd's lip twitch as if he may have smiled under different circumstances.

So the bumbling morons were finally silent. They continued on through Noxian forrest and then into no man's land. Territory between Noxus and Demacia that neither possessed.

But Katarina thought she knew where they were headed, and a sense of unease came over her.

"We really shouldn't be going through here." She warned.

"This is the fastest route," Garen spoke, "and why would I listen to you? There is no telling where would you lead us."

"There are rumors about rifts in the Void in this area. They say the city of Kalaa is abandonded because it was overrun by void monsters and that," again he cut her off holding up a hand.

"Creatures from the Void haven't been seen in a century," he said, "They're probably just myths to scare us all from going into the woods. This is the fastest route and we are taking it. End of discussion."

Katarina huffed in annoyance but continued along. About 3 miles later they came to an old wooden bridge.

"HELL NO! That thing looks ancient. I'm not getting on that." She said and steeled her heels into the ground.

But it was useless. They easily drug her. She winced at each creak the bridge made.

"CROWNGUARD!" she yelled. "This isn't secure."

He turned to face her annoyance clear on his features. He opened his mouth to say something, but as the two flanking guards came forward there was a loud cracking noise.

Katarina's body moved almost involuntarily as she leapt forward and grabbed a hold of the bridge. Rex, Tobias and the other soldiers let out yells as they fell. She felt a hand grab her arm and pull her further up the bridge and she looked up to see Crownguard.

The remainder of the bridge slung into the cliff with such force that she almost lost her grip. She held on and waited until the bridge stopped moving. Once it did she began her climb.

This was it, her opening. Her chance to escape. She pushed herself up and over the cliff and began to run, she looked behind her and saw no trace of the Demacians. But suddenly she connected with what felt like a brick wall.

If only I were that lucky. She recognized the armor and looked up to see none other than Garen Crownguard. He grabbed her wrist and she heard a clank. She looked down to see that she was now cuffed. She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh. She was surprised to hear another clank. And opened her eyes to see that the other shackle was now around Crownguard's wrist.

Her eyes went into slits "Are you shitting me?"

Before he could answer she jumped on his back and wrapped the chains around his neck. She had her legs snaked around his midsection and was straining to pull the chain as tight as she could around his neck, but his hand was there, offering resistance. They didn't struggle long.

The ground almost shook. Then came a loud roar that seemed far too close for comfort.

Self preservation kicked in and Katarina was at once off of Garen's back and running. He too began to run. She looked back and immediately wished she hadn't. The creature was massive and chasing them on all fours, its enormous mouth open giving her a view of its teeth.

"Fuck," Garen said as he pulled her after him. And before she knew it her stomach dropped and they were tumbling down the rocks of the cliff.

The fall felt fast and like it lasted forever at the same time. They landed next to each other with a loud thump. She looked around her and saw that they were in fact in the lost city of Kalaa. He stood up, lifting her to her feet. Before they could assess the damage of their fall, they heard a loud roar. The beast was not finished with them. And it began to descend the rocks.

"This way," She ordered and ran for the ruins. Suddenly, she felt Garen tug her hard and she was pulled into one of the ruined buildings. Their backs were pressed against the wall and Garen had one of his arms pressed over chest keeping her there. He nodded towards the center of the dilapidated room. A sword was there.

They could feel the approaching steps of the monster, and he continued to hold his arm against her, as if that would make them stay silent and frozen in place. It passed them and its steps began to quiet and shake the ground less.

Garen let his arm drop, and Katarina again heard the familiar clank of the chains. She snapped her head and glared it him. The steps of the beast grew louder and the ground beneath them vibrated. Katarina held her breath but did not relent in her glaring. Garen also held his breath and couldn't meet her eyes for long.

The creature then stalked away. Garen quickly and surprisingly quietly jumped forward and grabbed his weapon before leading Katarina out of the building. It wasn't long before the creature was once again on their trail, crashing through the old buildings and growling after them.

"Over there" it was Garen's turn to order. The building opening was small, and it seemed to be a more sturdy one made of brick. They were in a sort of hallway. "Quick help me with this."

Katarina saw that there was a large boulder blocking the hallway from whatever else was in the building. She helped him get it up but then he hoisted it over this shoulder telling her to go through. She ducked under and made her way into the room, but the adrenaline was wearing off, and she realized her arm was in a great amount of pain. Garen then let the boulder fall, blocking the creature from entering.

She sat against the wall clutching her arm, the wound was deep and she was covered in blood. She could here the creature trying to get in. Thump thump. Shaking the wall against her back with each hit. Garen turned to face her and kneeled down. He ripped a piece of cloth from his uniform.

"You're bleeding," he told her in a voice that sounded almost concerned.

"And you're an asshole," she quipped, "everybody's got problems."

She felt her vision start to blur and then go black.