A/N: I'm sorry for not uploading this any sooner guys! I've been really busy lately but I will start posting again. This chapter is a bit shorter and later then I intended but I hope you like it.

Katarina intently watched as Lux, Garen, and Nocturne leave up in a tree. She felt odd, as thoug she was still being watched. Katarina began reflexing the past few moments of her life. How extractly did Nocturne know she was going to escape Noxus at that time? How did he even know she was an exile with a high bounty!? It just didn't make sense. Noxus didn't let any foreign visitors enter. The only people who ever entered and left Noxus were the people who lived their most of their life there. It also didn't make sense how two Demacians like Lux and Garen help her. Everything that she ever thought made sense was now questionable. Garen and her were enemies but why did Garen help? Why didn't Lux just watch her suffer in pain as Nocturne tortured her? She didn't have to help at all. She could have insisted and looked for her. Nothing made sense. Why would Talon not turn her in? He could have been the General of Noxus that easily. Why did the Demacians help? Not only did she hate the fact that Demacians save her life, she also hated that she had to pay back the favor. Katarina was and will always be loyal to Noxus but if her mother had taught her anything, Katarina would have to repay back the favor. She didn't like the idea of it but it was the right thing to do. Katarina shrugged the ideas of her and instead relaxed in the tall tree. She wasn't sleepy but she was tired. Her muscles ached in pain and left knee was bleeding. Katarina wasn't a medic but she knew the basics of how to survive in the wilderness. She carefully grabbed the biggest leaf she could find, got some old hawk sinew and tied the leaf and sinew on her leg. It stung but it was better safe than sorry. Crack. Crack

Katarina moved her head to the direction of the noise. Getting up she surveyed the area in hope of finding the source of the noise. No luck.

"Tell me a secret." A charming voice from behind pleaded. Katarina jumped away from her spot, landing on her feet. Grabbing her father's dagger, Katarina inspected the woman in front of her. She had nine tails and what looked like a kimono.

"Who and what are you?" Katarina asked perplexed. The woman laughs.

"Don't you trust me?" She giggles as she blows a kiss. Katarina dodged it but she felt even more bewildered as her muscles stiffened.

"Who are you?!" Katarina asked again as she grips the dagger harder.

"My name is Ahri, also known as the nine tailed fox." She pointed at her ears and tails.

"Cut to the chase, what do you want, fox." Katarina glared.

"Lead me to Demacia. The men here have exhausted their use." Ahri purred.

"Why do I have to help you?" Katarina reasoned as she held a steady grip on her dagger."

"I can easily trade you in or even better!" Ahri giggled. "I'll turn you into a slave. But.. if you help me, I'll reward you."

"What's the so called reward?" Katarina spoke, highly intrigued.

"Information about your father. I'll also give you citizenship in Ionia." Ahri offered. "Take it or leave it."

"I'll take it." Katarina replied. "So what's the deadline?" Her muscles relaxed a bit but her glare in the fox didnt.

"A week. Oh, and you have to escort me and introduce me to all the men." Ahri put in.

"What?!" Katarina shouted. "Are you insane? I'm their enemy! The moment they see me, I'll be hunted, captured and lynched!"

"Well, you already agreed." Ahri pouted. "Please Katarina? Pretty please with a cherry on top?"

Katarina sighed. She had been tricked into doing this. I guess you can't judge a book by its cover. The Ionian woman was not to be trusted.

"I guess." Katarina sighed in defeat. "I'm still going to rest here. We will begin our journey tomorrow."

"Why not now?" Ahri whined as she tugged Katarina's arm.

"Nocturne and the Demacians are still near. It's risky to go on now. They might spot movement and capture me. If you want me to escort you, I have to be a free woman."

"Hhhhm!" Ahri complained as she crossed her arms. "No fair!" Ahri kicked the ground and pouted as a little child.

"Life isn't fair." Katarina pointed out. "Anyways, how do you know my name fox?

"I have a name, you know?!" Ahri yelled as she waved her hand in the air. "Don't call me names like fox or woman, call me Ahri!"

"You still haven't answered my question!" Katarina growled as she reached out for the dagger again. Ahri looked at Katarina wide open with fear.

"There is no need for violence!" Ahri stammered.

"Then answer my question!" Katarina demanded.

"Your scarlet long hair and long scar! Plus, the Demacians mentioned your name!" Ahri wailed as she covered her face. Katarina smirked as she watched the woman beg for mercy. Slowly taking her grip on her dagger lose, she stored it back.

"Not so hard was it now?" Katarina cooed as patted Ahri's head. "There, there." Ahri wailed as she slowly felt tired. As though Katarina's stare hypnotized her, Ahri instantly fell asleep. Katarina smiled victoriously as she lifted herself off the ground.

"Good night fox!" Katarina gleamed as she saluted the sleeping fox goodbye.

"Noooooo!" Ahri whined as her tails grabbed Katarina. "Don't leave me!" Ahri was half asleep but her grip didn't waver. Katarina tried to escape but if she forcefully freed herself, Ahri would awake. Katarina groaned in agony as she laid down next to the fox.

The grass and twigs on the ground didn't help either. It itched and hurt Katarina's skin as she laid down uncomfortably. She survailed the area as she narrowed her eyes skeptically. The forest was awfully quiet despite of the vast land. The only animals hear was the birds and Ahri's soft snores. Katarina tried closing her eyes but the smallest of moments would make her paranoid.

"Stop moving pleaseee?" Ahri moaned as she rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Use one of my tails for a pillow if it helps." She suggested as she feel asleep again.

"Darn you fox." Katarina murmured as she grabbed one of Ahri's fluffy tails and plopped it under her head. She sighed as she slowly closed her eyes and relaxed. She felt odd. Something about this is wrong. Her enemy had mercy and now this Ionian made a peace treaty with her. Unwillingly she put the awful ideas aside as she closed her eyes tighter and forced herself to sleep.