-A.N.; Well, happy "Let's just set our clocks back an hour and freak around with everyone's sleep schedule!" day! :D So, yeah, few quick notes (paragraphs) to point out before the story is yours to read, dear readers.

1. So, as you've noticed, the updates are coming out slower and slower. Well, they're about to come out as slow as molasses. I've got four term papers due over the course of late november, worth upwards of 40% of my final mark. So, I don't know about you folks, but I'd rather not fail my first year/first term at university because I was too busy writing a fanfiction (I should get bonus marks in History for this... I am writing a bit about the history of league. xD)

2. So, yeah. Character personalities. Those may, or may not, change as the story winds down. Why? Well, let's be realistic here. No one stays the same their entire lives, and war is a pretty influential time for personalities. Some characters might change for the worse, and some for the better.

3. I really need to rename this to A.P, instead of A.N. ... These are no longer notes, these are stories in themselves. xD Anyway, without further delay, enjoy the newest chapter.

3.5 - I lied. This chapter also focuses on Fiora, Ahri, and my two OCs, Ossarian and Kevin for the entirety of it. There is a bit of plot, but it'll be covered again in Ch. 9, if you'd like to consider this one optional. Your choice!

= The Night That We Met: Part 2 =

"Poor form!" Fiora called out, as Ossarian deflected her lunge with a backhand from his stoned gauntlet. He lunged at Fiora, clumsily punching out towards her as she stepped back and lunged at the man again. The two of them had sparred for the past half hour, as they were getting mildly nervous about the upcoming dance.

"Hrm!" Ossarian grunted, as he pushed the rapier down this time, and held an orb that was a mixture of fire and darkness in front of Fiora's face. "I believe that is what the summoners call... "Good Game"? Is that the proper term for this?" He asked, as Fiora chuckled, and kissed his cheek.

"Not quite, Ossarian. You let your guard down." Fiora stated, as Ossarian frowned.

"How..?" Ossarian asked, as Fiora swung her body backwards, simultaneously pushing Ossarian's hand that held the strange coloured orb away from her. She then dropped her Rapier, and drew the main gauche from her back, and pressed it against Ossarian's neck.

"Ossarian, you know as well as I do. The fight is never over until the opponent is either dead or surrenders." Fiora said, as Ossarian sighed deeply.

"... At least I did better than the usual sparring matches with you." He stated with a tone of depression.

" You still did well, Ossarian. It is good to know that you can have excellent tactics as well as excellent armor. And besides, when was the last time an opponent fought me for over a few moments, let alone a half an hour?" She complimented, as Ossarian smiled.

"Thank you, Lady Fiora. You grace me with your compliments." He said, as he looked down the road, losing himself in thought. Fiora tilted her head and then shook it slowly.

"Ossarian, please. Make an attempt to focus on our conversation for a change instead of worrying about other things. I do hate that you constantly fall off topic..." Fiora said, as Ossarian gently wrapped his arms around Fiora.

"I can't help it. I'm worried. We've heard and seen nothing from Noxian forces, as well as none of those that originated from the Void. I worry that Malzahar may be growing his forces as we meander around, wasting our time away..." He said, as his voice began to trail off. Fiora placed a hand on his cheek, and pushed his cheek so his face turned to hers.

"Enough, Ossarian. There is little we can do without evidence. Believe me had I proper evidence, I would take matters up with Prince Jarvan, Queen Ashe, King Tryndamere and Lady Karma. However, as it stands, we only have the attack on Kevin in the prison cells. That is all we can go from." She said, as Ossarian frowned slightly.

"Bah. I hate when you're right about matters like these. Still, that attack has me thinking..." Ossarian said, thoughtfully, as Fiora looked at him.

"Ossarian?" She asked, as Ossarian's eyes widened.

"There may be more to that attack on Kevin than we initially thought. Same with the one against myself and David." He said, slamming his right fist into the palm of his gauntleted hand.

"What do you mean?" Fiora asked, sheathing her Rapier as Ossarian looked around.

"Why was Darius, out of all people, within the Prison Cells... Exactly as Kevin was there? It's interesting. Darius is an Executioner, similar to his brother..." Ossarian trailed off, hoping Fiora would pick up on his thoughts.

"An Executioner... You don't mean he was sent there to execute Malzahar?" Fiora said increduiously, as Ossarian nodded.

"I do. It would be like the Disappearance of General De Couteau, Katarina and Cassiopeia's father, as well as Talon's master. If Malzahar was executed, he would either die or fade out to the void, only to be reborn elsewhere. As well, who would be able to declare who executed Malzahar? Draven? Darius? Perhaps Kassadin had enough of his presence. Maybe Kha'zix thought failure was unacceptable. Perhaps Kog'maw or Cho'gath was hungry? There would be no evidence, save for a nonexistent body..." Ossarian concluded, as Fiora's eyes widened.

"Then Kevin being down in those cells..." She began, as Ossarian turned to the wall, that was eclipsed by a shadow.

"Was purely luck and coincidence. Had he not gone when he did, I am certain Malzahar and Kevin would have both died. And that would have been unfortunate, wouldn't it... Talon?" Ossarian called out to the shadows, as the Noxian Assassin appeared on a vendor's stall above him.

"Heh. Well done, Ossarian. It would seem your eye sight is as sharp as your judgement." Talon said, as Fiora looked up at Talon.

"You! What are you doing here!?" Fiora cried out, as Talon held up a hand.

"I care not about the Noxus and Demacia hatred. It as I have told Summoners and Champions alike; I care not for allegiances. I am here of my will, and at the wishing of Katarina and Cassiopeia De Couteau. I have information for you, if you are willing to discuss matters with an "enemy"." Talon said, holding up two envelopes. Ossarian scowled at the envelopes and then at Talon.

"Hrm. Very well. What do you wish to know?" Ossarian said, as Fiora punched his armored shoulder.

"Idiot! We shall not consort with a Noxian!" She declared, as Ossarian sent a glare that silenced her.

"Fiora, I love you. But, by the Gods woman, will you truly allow your hatred for Noxus cloud your judgement?! Does the trust of your comrades and friends mean nothing!?" Ossarian proclaimed, as Fiora frowned.

"Are you kidding me? There are people who actually trust this... Scum?" Fiora muttered, as Ossarian snorted at that.

"I know for a fact that David, Tormenta and Kevin all trust him. You understand what that means, yes?" Ossarian asked, as Talon raised an eyebrow.

"Hrm. Your friends are more foolish than I first contemplated. No matter, I could not care less if your friends trust me or not." Talon stated simply.

"So you say, but your facial expression has softened ever so slightly, Talon. You cannot hide the fact that those three trusting you means something. But I digress. What do you wish to know about?" Ossarian asked Talon, as Talon chuckled.

"Would the two of you, along with the rest of your ragtag band of companions, care to join myself, Katarina and Cassiopeia in an Alliance?" Talon offered, as Fiora spat on the ground at the offer. Ossarian looked back at Fiora, then back to Talon.

"Alliance?" Ossarian asked, as Talon nodded.

"Yes. We are seeking members to take up arms against General Swain and The Prophet of the Void, Malzahar. We are fully aware of the General's plans." Talon concluded, as Fiora took a step towards Talon.

"I will never accept the aid of a Noxian scumbag such as yourself!" She shouted, as Talon smirked.

"I said the same thing to General De Couteau when I first met him." Talon said. "Look how that ended up. I will give you both time to talk with your friends, and discuss the matter." Talon muttered, hurling the two envelops like shurikens at Ossarian and Fiora. The envelopes flew towards the ground, and gracefully glided along the ground, falling just short of Ossarian's feet. Talon stepped back into the shadows where he first came from, vanishing from the scene, leaving Ossarian and Fiora slightly baffled.

"That... That idiot! Does he truly think that Demacia shall work hand in hand with Noxus, just to remove one threat from the world!?"Fiora said, as Ossarian nodded.

"It would be the first step in ending this century long conflict, if only temporarily. Regardless, we have some new information to read up on anyway." Ossarian said, as he knelt and picked up the first envelope, opening it...

"I'm starting to lose faith in Fiora... There's only two days left to the dance. All the good men will have been taken by now..!" Ahri cried out.

Kevin sat down against the base of a large apple tree. Ahri was prancing around the forest where the two of them had first met, eight years ago. She had been going on about Jayce since she found Kevin at the outskirts of town, and Kevin merely smiled and went along with it. He didn't have the heart to dash her hopes and dreams so ruthlessly by asking her out. She knew Fiora was going to find her a date, but she had no idea who. What Kevin didn't notice, or perhaps care about, was that Ahri was shooting him glances occasionally to watch his facial expression. In truth, she partially wanted to be with Kevin on the night of the dance, but her heart still ached for David, especially since it was the first time that she had been put out of the dating picture; not the other way around.

"Hey, you just need to have faith in Fiora. I'm certain she'll get Jayce to ask you out..." Kevin tried to comfort his friend, as Ahri shook her head.

"But I need someone of higher class, who isn't already likely dating someone! I need him to make David jealous!" Ahri said, rubbing her hands together jokingly, with an evil smirk as if she was plotting something nefarious. Kevin planted his face into the palm of one of his hands, and sighed deeply.

"So, you're just using your date as a way of making David so jealous, he'll dump Irelia? I thought you were better than that." Kevin asked, slightly hurt that Ahri seemingly viewed men as just "toys". Is that how she had felt about David as well?

"Honestly, no. I didn't mean it like that! I was kidding..." She said, taking a seat against the tree with Kevin. She rested her arms on her knees, and planted her face into her arms. Kevin gently patted Ahri's shoulder.

"Didn't sound like a joke to me..." He muttered, a bit bitterly.

"It was!" Ahri protested, as she shook her head again. "Never mind. Hey, speaking of dates for the dance, do you have one yet?"

"No. I hadn't really planned on going... After all, the only one I really want to ask is too interested in someone else to even shoot me a passing glance." Kevin replied, as Ahri tilted her head in Kevin's direction, so that she could look at him.

"What woman would be dumb enough not to say "yes" to you, if you asked her to dance? I'm sure if you keep trying, she'll realize just how much you actually care about her." Ahri said with a smile, as Kevin shook his head.

"I can't. Like I said, she has her head too far up in the clouds to realize that I'm infatuated with her and she has a huge crush over a different guy. Maybe she'll realize one day. But whatever, no skin off my back." Kevin said, laughing mirthlessly. Ahri frowned, as she wrapped a tail around Kevin, trying to comfort the guy who had comforted her.

"Keep trying. I'm certain she'll notice. Is it Katarina?" Ahri asked, as Kevin shook his head.

"Sona?" She asked, as her ears perked up.

Again, another head shake.

"... Going out on a limb on this one. Syndra." Ahri said with a smile. She was starting to enjoy this little guessing game.

A deep sigh, followed by another head shake.

"Well, if it's not one of those three... Ooh! I know! Give me a hint?" Ahri asked, as Kevin shot her a glare.

"We're not playing 20 Questions." Kevin said.

"Hey, you owe me. You made me feel guilty when I was joking." She replied, as she narrowed her eyes.

"Fine, fine... An I. Her name has an I in it." Kevin said, as Ahri rubbed her chin.

"... Anivia." she guessed.

"Not even close. Try again."

"Caitlyn?" Another guess.

"I'd prefer if she kept the fuzzy cuffs at home."

"Cassiope-" Ahri's voice was cut off by Kevin holding up his hand.

"I like my girls exotic, but not THAT exotic..."

"What's that blue haired summoner... Emilia?"

"Forbidden from seeing her by her father. I'm not worth her time, according to him." Kevin shrugged, as Ahri frowned.

"Just who the hell does he think he is to say that about you!? Hmph! Uhm... Diana?" Ahri took another guess.

"I like my women with a bit more... Friendly. And not so obsessed with the moon. Honestly, she puts Warwick to shame, and he's a werewolf."

"I hate werewolves. Well, just wolves in general. They hunt foxes, y'know. ... Uhm. Leona?" Ahri asked jokingly, as Kevin gave her a glance that virtually said "... You stupid?"

"... Really. Really? Leona doesn't even have an I in it!"

"Hey, I'm trying here!" Ahri protested. "Uh... Irelia?"

"David would kill my first-born, if I ever lived long enough to see him or her."

"Sejuani."

"Tormenta would torch me to a crisp."

"Fiora?"

"She would slice me. Ossarian would punch out what remains."

"Sarah Fortune? Erm, Miss Fortune?"

"... Ahri."

Ahri was too busy lost in thought to hear Kevin call her name. The brown-haired champion shook his head, as he looked up and down at Ahri. Was this how David felt about Irelia? Standing... Rather, sitting beside a beautiful figure and not being able to properly explain yourself? He shrugged slightly, as he looked away. He did technically reveal the name, so it wasn't his problem if Ahri didn't hear it.

However, Ahri did hear Kevin. However, she didn't assume that he meant her. She had seen him and Katarina making out only a few days prior to this, and despite comments from her fellow champions, she refused to accept that Kevin had dropped down low enough to be with Katarina. Was that jealousy talking though? Why would it be? Ahri blinked and looked at her light green orb, slightly confused. Perhaps in the past, she had just treated everyone as toys for her to play with, until they exhausted their uses. Then, like a dirty rag, she would toss them aside or slaughter them to consume their souls. There was one battle she had gotten herself into, where she had nearly died... That battle was against Akali, the Fist of the Shadow, and Irelia, the Will of the Blades...

*Flashback*

"... Are you done running, Fox? How you have lived this long, consuming the souls of the innocent... I can never forgive you for that. The Balance and Order of the world demands recompense, and your life shall fulfill that desire, such as souls have sated yours." Akali said, with finality. She readied her kamas. The silver haired woman to her left... She wasn't even holding her sword! It levitated beside her, guided by her graceful hand motions. Ahri backed up slowly, slightly frightened for her life.

It was almost a year ago that this happened. Ahri was just first getting used to the world in her human figure. Was it her fault that some men had perverse desires and Ahri defended herself by killing them? Was that the charges that this figure, clad in revealing green clothes, had called out against her? The rain poured down hard around the three female figures. Ahri was hardly able to see the other two women who had confronted her, but she was certain they could see her with ease. She kept stepping back, clutching her orb for dear life. She gasped and slipped on a puddle of mud, tumbling into the mud. Within a second, the figure in green leaped on her. She had her Kamas planted against Ahri's neck, ready to execute her.

"... Have you any final words, Soulstealer?" The woman with silver hair asked. She didn't feel right about executing this girl. She was aware her innocence could be just a simple ruse, and a ruse that worked exceptionally well at that. However, no ruse would be *this* convincing. Was this girl truly innocent to the ways and customs of this world? [Someone... Anyone... Please. Intervene... Save her life... Grant her a second chance at living.] Irelia pleaded mentally. She knew she couldn't act against Akali, without risking the wrath of the Kinkou. Though Shen did value Irelia's talents on the field, she knew he would cut her down without a second thought if she opposed them. Akali smiled coldly behind her mask.

"W-Why do I have to die?! This isn't fair!" Ahri shouted, as Akali backhanded her.

"Fair!? You call stealing the souls of the innocent through your charms and acts fair!? Do you feel as if your actions are truly that can be justified!" Akali shouted, enraged for the second time in her life. She rarely lost her temper, and if she did, it was because the one infringing upon the Balance was ignorant, even to the end. This was one of those moments. She couldn't believe the stupidity of the woman who appeared to be a fox in front of her. The woman had used a sultry appearance to beguile males and females alike, and murder them while robbing them blind when they fell for her charms. Akali would see this monstrosity dead on this day, and nothing would stop her.

"Akali. At least give her a painless death." Irelia protested, as Akali looked over at her partner. The two had been asked to work together, as a sign of co-operation and respect for both Lady Karma and the Order of the Kinkou. Karma herself had not wanted Irelia to kill someone she deemed worthy of a second chance, and as such, Karma had asked her friend and retainer to grant the target in question a painless death if it was possible. Akali narrowed her eyes and nodded.

"I was going to cut her tails off, one by one, as retribution for the fallen. But if you insist..." Akali said, as she picked up Ahri's head by her ears, and slammed her head into the muddy ground hard. Ahri felt herself losing consciousness. She had battled with Akali and Irelia all the way up the dirt path, trying to lose her pursuers in the rain. That plan had backfired, and she had soon found herself pushed against a rocky area. Irelia shook her head slightly, and looked away.

"May you rest in peace, like the others you have slain." Irelia said, as Akali gripped her kamas, about to draw them across Ahri's neck...

... As a barrage of Lightning bolts rained down around Irelia and Akali. The Fist of the Shadow jumped back, and looked up to her attacker on the cliff. The man had leaped off, and landed beside Ahri. With a slight smile, he kissed her muddied cheek and smiled. "Such a beautiful and innocent figure. And you two would shed her blood? The blood of a newborn in this world? Truly, who is the real monster here?! Her, or yourselves?!" The man called out. Ahri managed to catch a glimpse of the man who was watching over her. He was wearing a white dress shirt, and held a Katana in his right hand. In his left was a rune of Electricity.

"Do not worry, Newborn. Even if everyone else in the world doubts you, you are still human. You show signs of guilt and remorse. Hell, you're more human than I am..." The man said, as he knelt, and gently put a hand on her cheek. With a gentle smile, the man brushed the mud from Ahri's cheek, and turned back to Irelia and Akali once more. "... Do not make me shed your blood, because you chose to harm the one I wish to protect."

"Protect?! You would protect her!?" Akali protested, as Irelia held an arm out in front of Akali.

"Noble Knight, I shall take up arms against you. You wish to protect the woman behind you? She is guilty of crimes unimaginable to you. She is a criminal in the worst sense, as she has stolen the lives of innocent folk. Will you still defend her?" Irelia asked, as the man nodded.

"Yes. Perhaps she is a criminal, for stealing the lives and souls of those that were innocent. But I truly do not feel she deserves death. I will protect her, as I am now. And I will keep on protecting her, no matter the cost." The man stated defiantly, as he charged at Irelia.

What happened next was a mystery to Ahri, as she blacked out before she could see the winner of the battle. What she did know, however, was that the man must have won in one way or another, for she was still alive...

*End Flashback*

" "For the Eyes of Malzahar, The Prophet of the Void, only." " Ossarian began, as he looked at Fiora.

"I would wager that's General Swain's writing... Read it. My curiousity is piqued from this." Fiora stated, as Ossarian's eyes scrolled over the letter.

"To Malzahar; Greetings, Malzahar. Though we have not talked much in person, my name is Jericho Swain. Perhaps you know of me in and out of our battles. I am the General of the Noxian Army, with the Blood Brothers, Darius and Draven, at my side. I write to you, proposing an Alliance. I am certain you are aware that the power of the summoners is waning. Slowly but surely, Summoners are losing their control over us. They are unable to keep connected with us in debates, we are sent to our demise... And the such. I understand you wish to bring about an end to the reign of the summoners, through the help of the Void and your fellow Void comrades, Kog'maw, Kha'zix, Cho'gath and Kassadin. I am aware that Kassadin has turned you down on many occasions, and may rally against you should the time come for the Void to overrun the world as we know it. I extend a treaty of peace to you; my Noxian warriors shall join forces with your comrades of the Void, and we shall topple Demacia first, then topple the world. You may question why I choose Demacia. Simple. Not only are they the enemies of Noxus, but they are also made out to be a Shining Paragon of the world, seemingly moral and just to the bitter end. I wish to show the world that "Good" does not always defeat "Evil" through a classic display of overwhelming force. I eagerly await your reply, and I do hope that you will accept this proposal of alliance.

~ Jericho Swain." Ossarian finished, as Fiora clenched her fist.

"How DARE he?! He dares to undermine the League, and then destroy Demacia!? I will not tolorate such an act! Come, Ossarian, we must report this to Prince Jarvan IV immediately!" Fiora said, as Ossarian shook his head.

"No. First, we show this to David, Irelia, Sejuani, Tormenta, Kevin and Ahri. THEN we make a move. I will not just simply turn over a letter to Jarvan because one person feels it would be the best to do." Ossarian said, as Fiora frowned.

"Why would you not tell Jarvan about such an act? It is his Kingdom under attack.. My country!" Fiora protested, as Ossarian held up a hand.

"Think about it. Do you think that Swain would not have a spy within the Demacian kingdom that can overhear discussions with his Majesty? Now, Fiora. I will make it known to him, but only when there is no possibly of Noxus finding out about this letter. Think about it. A spy hears Jarvan discussing this. Malzahar and Swain consort about who could have obtained the letters. There are two very lithe assassins within the Noxian army; Katarina and Talon. The blame would immediately fall to one of them, if not both of them. Swain would then have a perfect opportunity to crush the rebellion without a second thought..." Ossarian explained, as Fiora nodded slowly.

"Fair point. I concide this round, but..." Fiora began, as Ossarian put a gauntleted finger to her lips.

"We'll tell Jarvan, I promise. But not any time soon, alright? Not until I can be sure that the secret can be contained." Ossarian said, as Fiora reluctantly sighed.

"Very well... Read the second letter, Ossarian. I wish to see what that one contains as well..." Fiora said curiously, as Ossarian ripped over the envelope.

"This isn't a letter... These are cheques." Ossarian said, as Fiora frowned.

"For what?" She asked, as Ossarian looked at her.

"Funding for the Black Rose organization, as well as various bills that Swain has paid off... Ranging around $50,000~$100,000 total... Nothing costs that much, except for Mercenary work and assassinations..." Ossarian pondered, as he blinked, looking at the date of the last cheque. "The last cheque was dated... Yesterday. It was addressed to Leblanc..? There is another piece of paper here... Orders. Orders on who to kill..." Ossarian said, looking over at Fiora.

"Who does it order to kill?" Fiora murmured, feeling that she already knew the answer...

"David Firebrand." Ossarian stated, as Fiora frowned.

"Why would he be targeted? He is nothing more than a simple summoner..." Fiora muttered, as Ossarian shook his head.

"True, but you know how quickly he has made friends around here. People are naturally attracted to him, and he doesn't even realize it... Not to mention he is of Ionian descent. If Leblanc, and humor me on this, were to make herself appear to be someone of Demacian origin... Such as Lux or Shyvana, no one would know the difference. We need to find him, now!" Ossarian said quietly, as the duo took off in a quick sprint towards the portals...

Ahri screamed and opened her eyes. She found herself clutching something soft, and looked up and down what she was grabbing. It was a white dress shirt, that looked like it had been drenched by a torrent of water. She suddenly realized that she felt two arms holding her tightly, as her nine tails were around Kevin, pressing him against her. He gently stroked her hair, as she hiccupped, and began to cry again. She had been so close to death... So close to never understanding what humanity really was, and a stranger saved her life. She never had the chance to properly thank the figure, and she thought she never would.

"Hey, shh. Shh... It's alright Ahri, you're safe... Nothing can hurt you right now." Kevin said, as Ahri hugged him tightly, without realizing it.

"*Hic* I hate that memory... So much..." She said, as her voice broke from how badly she was crying.

"What happened? You were alright one moment... And then next thing I know, you're clamping onto me for dear life, burying your head into my chest, and sobbing uncontrollably." Kevin said, as Ahri looked up at him, tears streaming down her face.

"It was the first time I met Akali and Irelia... They... *hic* they were sent to kill me, because I didn't know that it was truly wrong to kill another being and take their soul... S-someone saved me from being executed with a shower of lightning bolts... And I don't know if I'll ever be able to repay him... For the longest time, I thought it was Kennen or Ryze that had saved me... It's funny though... No matter what I do, it seems someone is always watching over me..." Ahri said, smiling slightly. Kevin laughed slightly at that. It was strange. The two of them felt pretty close to each other, but so distant from one another.

"... Always... Watching over you, huh..?" Kevin asked, as he smiled to himself. He tried to stand up and to his surprise, Ahri's tails refused to budge. "C'mon, foxy lady. We need to get going, before someone catches us like this."

"I know it's selfish to ask... But right now, can we just stay like this? I feel... really secure and at peace in this forest..." Ahri said, as Kevin frowned slightly.

"Then do you really need me, if this forest makes you feel at peace?" Kevin asked, as Ahri looked into his eyes.

"It's not just the forest that makes me feel secure... It's..." She began, but stopped mid-sentance.

"Ahri, I..." Kevin began, as Ahri covered his mouth with a tail.

"Just be quiet, for once in your life, alright? It's just us out here... So please. Can we just... enjoy this moment?" Ahri asked in an unusually soft voice. Was she shy? Kevin pushed the tail away from his face, and placed his hands on Ahri's shoulders.

"Don't. This isn't what you really want, Ahri..." Kevin said, as she leaned in close to his face.

"I think it is... After all, I know what I desire." She said, going in for a kiss, as Kevin blew a gust of wind into her ears. Without a second thought, Ahri's tails let go of Kevin and she rolled back, writhing on the ground.

"You're soooooo mean!" She shouted, as Kevin laughed.

"I try. And don't pull that card on me, you were going to do the same to me." Kevin said, as he walked over and held out a hand. Ahri looked away bashfully, as Kevin smiled. "Busted. Now come on. Let's get going. We should reunite with David and them." He stated, as Ahri shook her head.

"Not yet... Please?" She asked, grabbing his hand.

"Why not?" He asked, as Ahri looked away, her face turning slightly red.

"Because..." She began. It was hard to explain it. David had made her feel like a human almost a week ago now, for the first time since... Well... Ever. She knew she could somewhat talk with her fellow champions, like Janna and Riven... Even Master Yi and Jax often offered her insight on what to do next. But she had never found the true meaning of humanity. She was still looking for the meaning... But being around Kevin, she felt a true peace of mind. Is this what Irelia and Fiora felt around David and Ossarian?

"Because what, my darling fox?" A female voice asked. Kevin spun around, and saw the Dark Sovereign, Syndra, looking down on them. She smiled, and waved to the two. Kevin immediately put his other hand on the handle of his Katana, as Syndra shook her head.

"Now, now, Kevin. Calm yourself. I'm here out of peace and goodwill. ... Well, to that, and to petition your aid for a rebellion." She asked, as the brown-haired swordsman frowned.

"A Rebellion? Do tell, my good Soverign." Kevin said coldly, as he helped Ahri stand up, and took a battle stance in front of her.

"Not even a day goes by, and the heartbroken fox is already charming her way into the pants of another male. Cute." Syndra said, with a hint of spite. Ahri stuck her tongue out and wrapped her arms around Kevin's waist.

"I'm not charming my way into anything, thank you very much! I do care about him deeply! Besides, someone seems J-e-a-l-o-u-s." Ahri protested, as Syndra raised her eyebrows.

"Which is why you chose David, Jayce, Ezreal, Garen... And who else, before him? While stating the same things..?" Syndra replied, as Kevin tilted his head and sighed.

"Enough, you two. Syndra, the concern for MY personal relationship status is cute. But I judge who I want to be with. Not you. What did you come here to tell me?" Kevin asks, causing an awkward silence between Syndra and Ahri.

"Just remember... Never trust a Deciever, Kevin. I have come to ask if you will give your aid to myself, Katarina De Couteau, Cassiopeia De Couteau and Talon. We are striking back against General Jericho Swain, for the sake of a brighter future for Noxus. Not only that, but to rid the world of an oncoming threat." Syndra states, as Kevin frowns.

" "Oncoming threat", huh? Do you mean Malzahar's imminent voidling invasion? Cause I really don't fear his voidli-" Kevin begin as Syndra shook her head.

"I do not mean JUST voidlings. I mean the noxians that follow Swain's ideology and MANY remnants from the Void. Not only them, but Zaun will side with Noxus as well. I'm certain you understand what that means." Syndra said, as Kevin's fists began to shake. Zaun was home to one champion in particular that he absolutely hated: Singed. Singed was a ruthless man, believing only in experiment results at any cost possible. This also included using himself as a test subject. It was because of Singed that one of his closest allies and one of the few warriors he sparred with, Master Yi, lost his village to the madness.

"Zaun, Noxus and the Void huh? Three great "evils" of the world banding together... Heh. Always trouble." Kevin muttered, imitating Graves' accent for the last few words as he nodded. "Alright. I don't know what I'll be able to do, but you have my entire support. I'm certain the rest of my friends that I hang out with will join forces as well. Pray tell, Syndra, why the sudden rebellion against Swain? Did you not ally yourself with him?" Kevin asked incredulously, as Syndra shrugged.

"He promised me knowledge and power beyond all belief. I agreed to it, and I joined forces with him for the sake of Knowledge... However, Katarina approached me sometime after I attacked Tormenta, yourself and David a few days ago. She forewarned me that Swain may make promises, but he does not deliver. Rather, he kills off those he owes a "Debt" to, as to remove all ties and traces to himself. I enjoy living, personally. It is the reason why I joined the League of Legends, and left my home village. Besides. This way, I get to play with you all for a little bit longer." Syndra stated, as Kevin nodded slowly.

"Alright, fair enough. Find Tormenta, David and the rest. Let them know what's going on. Alright?" Kevin told Syndra, as Syndra smiled warmly.

"There is no need. As we speak, Talon is meeting with two of your friends, telling them similar things to what I am telling you two. Besides. You just want to spend more time with the Fox." Syndra said, with a joking tone as she faded out into the darkness.

"... Whatever you say, bosslady." Kevin muttered dryly, as he looked at his foxy companion. "Right, we should get going back to the town. Man, why is it that peace can never last...?" Kevin muttered, as Ahri smiled slightly.

"It wouldn't be fun if nothing happened..." Her voice trailed off, as she began to sprint back towards the town. Kevin sighed, and shrugged his arms in defeat.

"That's... One way of putting it." He said aloud, as a single thought rang in the back of his mind. [... Why do I get the nasty feeling she's going to jump at any chance to win David over from Irelia? Bah, I'm thinking of childish drama at an important time like this...]

Also, one last closing point; Thank you to DevilTriggerBrownie (You overpowered brownie that kills demons, you.) for suggesting I just do as Mund- I please over the course of the day. I finally took that advice to heart yesterday, and did absolutely nothing but my daily routine. And yeah, after a saturday of taking my mind off of the fanfic, I realized that there's a lot I could edit, and there's still a fair bit I can work with. So thanks a lot. :D