Author's Notes:
Two chapters in one week! Whooo! Surprisingly takes a lot out of you!
Okay, so before you start. Yes I know that Riot basically said that Summoners don't exist in the game anymore nor does the League of Legends in the lore...HOWEVER...they haven't given a suitable substitute of what happens that isn't extremely vague or worded in a way that amounts to nothing. The most that I've gathered from it is that the Champions go and just...fight and be awesome without needing a reason to join the League...which I totally understand. I understand that having god like summoners at a place where everyone fights puts the game in a nutshell and removing these opens the game up to many new champion concepts and groups emerging, which is improved by their many videos. MY problem is the simple fact that...well...they die. The concept of, they fight on summoners rift, or twisted treeline, or howling abyss, or whatever, they die, then respawn through magic...made sense cause well magic. Their concept of "be badass and free" makes it seem like once they die, they're done forever.
Let's go with the awesome video, A New Dawn. In the end, oh by the way SPOILERS, Darius, Draven, Zyra, Kat, and Nautilus die along with Graves and Jax. Going by their "be badass and free" idea, they're dead dead. However we see basically a nexus at the end...so they're on the rift? Who owns the rift? No one owns it, it's just used by them. Then why doesn't Noxus or Demacia just take it over and claim it as theirs? It raises too many questions and any assistance in that department would be graciously accepted
What does that mean for this story? I decided to go on a happy medium scale. The League and the Institute exist, however they are not run by the most powerful magic users of all time, they're run by average magic users. Think of the old ones as laser beams and these ones like bullets. Both can kill you, one of them is just far more powerful. Summoners? Eh, kinda. The champions run on their own and use the summoner spells on their own, however the summoners act as eyes on the rest of the field and communicate with the others, suggest what to buy and what role they'll be. Example "Hey Darius, you are going to be solo in top lane, you should buy these things." "Shut up you thing that doesn't exist!" "Oh by the way Darius, bottom lane is getting ganked so you're good for a bit." Stuff like that. Also I like my summary for only having them have one week of matches...I mean you really can't run an empire if you're always out playing games. Hope that clarifies everything before you read it. Granted there are not matches being observed...but at least you can see where I'm coming from.
Comment Responses:
Kewlstory: Yup! Lil' Rek as a pet! That is instantly what I thought when I saw her. No one can stop me.
Prototypia: Thank you very much! Well, the race is called xer'sai. There are many more like her out there, however they are only as big as a medium sized dog. Rek'sai is about the size of a sizable house.
Toxic: Truth be told, if I do a story after this whole thing, it would be a Persona story based mainly on my semi odd pairing of Adachi and Mitsuru. Though don't worry, after this chapter, I've got plans! I have a slight overarching story, everything else just kinda happens on its own.
Ralf Jones: Thank you! And yes, she is a poor little runt when he meets up with her!
JdkLeBleau728: Yes seriously! I truly believe that is what is the case! Well Kalista is just the spirit of vengence...of from the shadow isles, so it'll be a bit till I get to her. Though Rek will show up later on! Well, Syndra already believes she's the best, why practice. Also, last time she had a master, she kinda killed him. But who knows!
MustacheExpress: Thank you! Ohhhh, I getcha now. Well don't worry, plans are being made! As long as people enjoy it, I'll keep going. Though maybe slowing it down to a chapter every two weeks. Gives me more time to work on them, giving you all higher quality chapters, more time to go over it all, and more time for me to do stuff in life...cause I got one of those. Especially if I get a better job! Until next time!
Asd: Thank you! I do as well!
Toxic: Oh hi again! Thank you! Well the fun fact is that is something that did happen reading Xerath's background. They didn't explain how he saved Azir but he saved him as a child...soooo I just BS'd a fun little back story! Lil' Rek will return, that I can promise!
Guest: Thank you! Well the problem in that chapter was that it's a Ball...and I'm pretty sure Galio is not a dancing and socializing kinda guy...statue gargoyle...and cue the gargoyle music in my mind.
Alsodef: Thank you for the criticism! With the Yordle/Yordel problem, sometimes I end up typing so fast that lets get mixed up. It doesn't help that Word says they're both misspelled and have that lovely red line under them which I just ignore when it comes for names. As for Laurent, well I just gotta focus in better on that one...on all of them really. And thank you!
The League of Legends, Valoran's chief organization that deals with the political conflicts that arise between its various city-states so war does not erupt again. Representatives, called Champions, from various locations partake in fights on various "Fields of Justice", the last team standing being the victors of the match. The simple fact that many prominent figures of Valoran's numerous cities are also Champions means that they cannot continually have matches every day. Instead, they would have one week of matches then have the rest of the month off. To be able to get every champion, including the more reclusive ones, in so they can have their matches, they send out a pulse of magical energy the day before called The Summon. Every Champion would feel magical pulse vibrating through their bodies, knowing the feeling as The Summon.
Feeling The Summon the morning after the small get together at Vayne's manor, Azir decided to head to the Institute of War immediately. He said his good bye to King Lightshield and the servants that assisted him in the palace and made his way towards the transportation device, knowing he would meet many of his new friends at the Institute. As he approached the transporter, he noticed that Vayne was standing next to it.
"Took you long enough…I'd figure you'd be gone first thing in the morning." Vayne smirked at him, her red eyes meeting his "Also can't believe that you weren't going to say goodbye to me."
Azir chuckled as he walked up as he reached into a pocket "I'm sorry to keep you waiting Shauna. And it's not good bye if I know I am going to meet you later in the day." He pulled out the pair of her glasses that he kept, placing it back onto her face "And there we go! As lovely as your eyes are, this completes the image."
"I was just about to go hunt you down if you didn't show up in five minutes." A small blush appeared on her face "Don't say that kinda stuff in public…it's embarrassing. Also don't say my first name in public either, I only tell that to the people I enjoy to be around." She huffed as she fixed her glasses "Always wonder why Sivir kept saying she felt so embarrass around you…"
"I simply wish to make sure she knows that she has family to turn to. Well then, are you ready to go, Vayne?" He held an arm out towards the transporter
"Waaaaaaaaait for meeeeeeeee!" Yelled the blonde woman running towards them
Vayne let out a sigh as she watched Lux come to a stop in front of them "Did you really need to run? You would just be a few seconds behind us."
"But that's not the point Shauna! We gotta go together! Plus it'd be weird to show up on my own." Lux smiled brightly at the two
"Well then, let us go together." Azir nodded as he walked towards the transporter. "Though if you do not mind me asking, why do you carry such a large backpack?" He would point to the large backpack she carried
"Oh…well…it was the holidays but I was really busy here. I needed to give someone something…and then I made a bunch of snacks for him to make up for it being so late!"
"Ah, so a close male companion then?" Azir's answered straight forwardly
"Wait! What! No! He's not my boyfriend! I mean, he's a boy that's a friend but not a boyfriend!" Lux waved frantically
"…I do not understand the difference. If he is a boy that is a friend, then he is obviously your boyfriend. Or perhaps you do not like him?" He tilted his head, Vayne snickering at his struggle to understand
"No, I do like him! A-As a friend! He just happens to be a boy!" Lux's face got redder and redder
"So as I said, a close male companion."
"Don't worry about it Lux, I'll explain it to him later." Vayne laughed as the transporter activated
As the group arrived, they were greeted by the Institute of War's transporter staff. They were surprised to see that Azir was with the Demacians however thought nothing of it. They made their way towards the main room of the building where many of the champions congregate. Lux sneaked away from the two, running off to some other part of the building.
"So, what do you do when you get here big guy?" Vayne looked over at him as they walked.
"Once I arrive, I usually go to a room and clear my mind…or follow around Sivir." He chuckled as he looked around, more and more champions entering the room. "How about yourself?"
"I usually just keep to myself, nothing too exciting."
As the two rounded a corner, Azir ended up bumping into someone with just as much force as they put on him accidentally. He was able to look the person in the eyes, seeing as they were just as tall as he was.
"Emperor Azir" the oddly smoother but growling voice of Nasus was heard. He held his ground, staying a few inches from Azir but respectfully gave him a small bow.
"Hello Nasus, it has been some time since we last spoke." Azir returned the bow out of respect.
Nasus looked over to Vayne "Hello Vayne. I have to admit, it is a rather pleasant surprise to see you socializing more, especially with him."
"Nasus…good to see you too." Vayne did not know how to react in this situation.
His attention then turned back to Azir "So tell me Emperor Azir, for what reason did you leave the Capital for? The winds of the sands tell me that Sivir is in relative control of the Capital, not that it is an issue."
"The answer is simple Nasus, because I became lonely. Seeing as you refuse to return to the city and Sivir leaves very frequently, I have few people I can talk to who are not intimidated by me in the city. I decided to take a journey across the lands, finding out all that has changed and acquire friends."
Nasus looked relatively surprised "So you left because you wished for friends, it's refreshingly surprising Azir. Perhaps change is on the horizon for you."
"Does that mean that you shall be returning to the Capital? Together, we could make Shurima better than what it was." Azir stood up straight
"That I cannot, Emperor. I've yet to see you truly accept the facts of what happened on that day, until then I will not go back. That does not mean I will not help you stand against the evil that is Xerath, the insanity that is Renekton, the manipulation that is Cassiopeia, or the new menace that has grown to be Rek'sai."
When Nasus spoke the last name, Vayne glanced over at Azir, remembering his story from the previous night. If this Rek'sai is the same as the one in his story, then could Azir go against it? If it's a growing menace, he would have to act for the benefit of his people. On the other hand, it's someone from his past.
"…It is a shame that you still are not coming back yet, however I'm glad I can still count you as an ally concerning the others who mean our home harm." He gave a second bow before walking away
Nasus watched as Azir, Vayne following behind him "Until next we speak, hopefully then I can rejoin you at the Capital."
Azir walked, remaining quiet as he went. The only sound made was the clacking of his staff along the ground.
"Azir…Azir!..." Vayne walked in front of him, forcing him to stop "Azir! What's wrong with you!"
"It is nothing Vayne, jus-"
"Don't give me that! I know something is bothering you, what is it? Is it because he won't go back? Because he brought up Xerath?...or is it because he brought up Rek'sai?"
"They are not the same!" He step forward to her, his voice booming before he looked down and took a step back "I apologize for yelling at you."
She visibly flinched as he got aggressive, not knowing he could be like that. However she took a step forward as he stepped back, staying in his face "Then tell me what's wrong."
He let out a sigh before leaning against the nearby wall "Rek'sai, the one I who was in my story…she died. She was in the Capital the day we attempted the Ascension Ritual on myself, when Nasus and Renekton sealed Xerath, almost everyone who was in the Capital died that day."
"So what if it's as you said? What if she was part of that small group the survived? What if she got away? What if…she was stuck somewhere and fell asleep? When you raised the Capital out of the sands, maybe that's what caused her to wake up?" She took a step closer to him "You act like you're alone, but you're not. Then this opportunity shows up, someone from your past could be here with you, and you immediately say they're dead. Why?"
"The reason is because I do not wish to get my hopes up just to have them crushed by disappointment." He looked away from her "There are only three people from my past that I know of that are here. One of them backstabbed me, the other is insane, and the last continually judges me for a past mistake that wasn't my fault. If she is the same…then how could she still care about me? She spent years buried and alone, her master not coming to save her. She would have grown to resent me."
"But you did save her, you came back and she was freed. God, you are so hard headed sometimes!" She huffed as she took a step back "Will you at least find her and find out for yourself, please?"
He looked into her eyes, her eyes staring right into his "…" He let out a sigh as he got off the wall "Very well, I will find out."
She smirked widely as she turned and headed to where the matches would be posted, Azir following behind her. The day's matches started, they had a lunch break, the rest of the day's matches followed, and then they retired to their small rooms to rest for the next day. This continued for the week until the final day when they were allowed to return to their respective cities.
"Are you okay Shauna, you were in numerous matches this week, perhaps you should stay here and rest?" Azir looked down at her as they walked
"I'm fine you big dummy." Vayne rubbed the back of her neck "I'd rather sleep in my own bed then the sorry excuses they call beds here. And remember, don't call me that in public."
"If you say so…" He glanced at her, still concerned about her safety
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the boy destined to chase the sun." A cold voice echoed
Azir stopped in his steps, not moving an inch. Vayne would stop after she noticed that he had stopped, then looked over at who spoke. Her eyes went wide as she spotted Xerath.
"Azir, we have to go!" She grabbed hold of Azir's arm and began tugging but he would not move an inch. His gaze fixated on a point on the ground as he clenched onto his staff
"Awwww, does the little boy need a woman's help to fight his battle? Are you afraid that you still cannot stop me? That perhaps she could succeed where you have failed?" Xerath laughed
"Azir, please, we have to go!" She would have had no problem filling anyone else who made that comment full of crossbow arrows, but Xerath was a different case, especially considering who she was with
"Oh please Azir, listen to your new woman. Maybe this one you won't disappoint?"
All the other champions in the room where quiet and watching the confrontation, his few Demacian friends stepping a bit closer.
"Or perhaps your other friends you've made will help? You've been such a disappointment Azir, from the moment I met you."
In that moment, Vayne could see the golden falcon helmet that he wore crack outward from the eyes and his staff becoming splintered in his hands "…Azir…"
"You…took…everything from me." Azir's voice shook with rage as he turned to face Xerath, sand pouring through the cracks in the ground beneath everyone. "You took my kingdom…my people…my friends" In an instant, he was in front of Xerath "MY FAMILY!" Azir swung his staff downward at Xerath, the staff shattering with Xerath's defensive bolt of energy and the force of the swing.
Xerath let out a laugh "Ah yes, your family! I remember seeing your pregnant wife try to shelter your daughter, and we see what that amounted to…nothing!"
Azir swung with his claw, which was batted away my Xerath's arcane arm; the force of the collision cracking the foundation beneath them and the walls around them. "MONSTER! TRAITOR!" Large hands made out of sand rose from the ground and grabbed Xerath
"And your son, such a proud boy he was! You would have been proud of him, if you weren't destroyed! He stood in front of the rest of your family, sword at the ready…but died like the miserable insect that was your family's bloodline, pathetically!" Arcane energy erupted from Xerath, destroying the hands along with much of the building "If you had only stayed dead like they did!"
Azir's rage blinded him from everything. A large wave of sand rose up from behind him, then shot at Xerath in a straight beam. Xerath shot out a blast of energy, knocking himself back as he dispersed the sand. The moment the sand touched the ground, they immediately became soldiers and rushed at him. He sent out a wave of energy, destroying the soldiers. He then latched his body into the ground, gathering energy into a focal point in his body.
"Come on boy, let's see if you can do something right in your life instead of sending other people to do the work for you!" Xerath taunted
Azir rushed at Xerath, determined to end this feud that transcended time. The moment he dashed towards his foe, he was instantly met with opposition. Jarven had enclosed him within the walls of his Cataclysm, though Azir would throw Jarven out of the way and crashed through the wall. The next person to get in his way was Xin, who attacked Azir's joints to keep him from moving. This would only stall Azir, not caring what happened to his body as long as Xerath was destroyed, causing him to knock Xin far out of the way. Shyvana appeared in her dragon form , took hold of Azir, and dragged him further back, which only caused Azir's rage to be fueled further. He took hold of her talons, and tore them off of his body and swung her body out of his way. Lux was the next one to stop him, her magic keeping him in place. She actually succeeded in holding him back longer than most, but the strength of an Ascended was too much for the mage, shattering her spell with explosive force.
It was a clear shot at Xerath…and a clear shot at Azir as well. Xerath simply waited for Azir to get closer, biding his time until the Emperor would be in his face. He knew exactly how to get Azir to do what he wanted and knew exactly what Azir wanted.
Azir rushed again towards Xerath, however a strong source of magic would stop his attack against him instantly. Purple shackles latched onto him, slowing him down as an orb that hit him immediately stopped him. Next, Vayne would appear before him, holding her arms out to the side as Sona stood behind her and rested a hand on her shoulder.
"AZIR! STOP!" Vayne's voice ran through his mind, "You're hurting everyone!"
He took a step forward, only to be greeted by an axe spinning into his shoulder. As he was spun around by the force, he saw the destruction in his wake. Xin was holding himself up with his spear as an arm went around his chest. Jarven was kneeling next to Shyvana who had changed back to her human form and holding onto her ankle. Lux was holding her head due to the feedback of the spell, a blonde man standing next to her. He also saw the champion Morgana, the source of the shackles and the orb that stopped him.
He then looked down at his hands, seeing the claws were far more brutal looking. Looking back at Vayne, he realized that she would have gotten clawed as he forced her out of the way. "…I…I…I'm sorry…" The sand receded from the area
Morgana's spells finally dissipated as Vayne walked up to Azir, staring up at him.
"I…I didn't…mean to. He…he was the one tha-"
Vayne then slap him, the sound of flesh hitting metal being heard. She held her hand as she glared up at him "I thought you were the type of man doesn't hurt his friends when they're trying to help…trying to stop you from killing yourself…"
Xerath laughed as he launched a bolt of concentrated magical energy upward, piercing the ceiling with ease. "Until next we meet boy, perhaps you'll actually do something to me then." With that, he left the room
Azir watched as Xerath left, then over at those who tried stopping him. He closed his eyes. "I am sorry for the harm that I have caused each of you."
"Ya better be, never know who you'll hurt and piss off because of it. Draven will also have to take this back." One of the most colorful Noxian walked to him, grabbing hold of the ax that was still in him and ripping it out. He then turned and began walking away winking at Sona as he walked by. "Draven suggests ya cool off, might do ya some good."
"Azir, I get it…really I do. He killed everyone you cared about, your wife, your children. But you got so absorbed in your revenge that you forgot about everyone around you…" Vayne sighed as she held her hand
"You are right. I…require some time to myself…" He turned and faced the others "I…hope we can still be friends after this…" He walked to the transporters, going back to Shurima.
Vayne sighed as she watched Azir leave. She then locked eyes with Morgana before walking over to the others that were still down.
End Author's Notes:
Silly silly Azir, when you focus on hate, you're blind to everyone around you. Don't you know any better
"But you are the one who writes me like this."
...don't you sass me birb man.
Welp, hope you enjoyed this one. I needed a shorter chapter after that block that was the last one. Next chapter, will probably have less Azir! *GASP*
Also, gonna do something different. Gonna suggest a fic! Check out 's Tainted Wing's s/9272136/1/Tainted-Wings
I am jealous of their skills at slowmance and need for quality.
The Head Cannon:
Azir: The hate Azir feels for Xerath is very real. His closest friend stabbed him in the back and took literally everything away and destroyed it.
Vayne: Feels embarrassed whenever he says her first name in public.
Lux: Hyperactive and can be confused easily by someone like Azir
Nasus: Wants Azir to accept the fact that if he had listened to him and Renekton, none of the horrible things that happened would have happened. Doesn't mean he doesn't want him to grow, he still sees Azir and an Emperor and with much potential still.
Xerath: Despite helping him as a kid, helping him grow as a man, and realizing that Azir would actually live up to his word, he's accepted that he's Azir's rival. However I secretly think that he wants Azir to get better and become the man he could truly be.
Morgana: Helped in a pinch, she'll show up more later.
Sona: Shhhhh, don't mind her giving Vayne mind talking powers...it's the best I could come up with.
Draven: Of course Draven is going to get the "kill", it's what he does...