Disclaimer: This is a story with the main character being made up by me. The 'champions' in it belong to Riot and I do not claim to make up any of them. I am simply making a story with them in it, with my love and addiction for the game, "League of Legends". This story is rated M for strong language, violence, and future lemons of many kinds. Reader discretion is advised.

"My review part didn't work for some reason the last couple chapters. So sorry for not reviewing. And soo yasuo and fox are training. I think you can give fox the steel tempest but make it knock up people with water and needs the stack more than 3 times. Uh sorry I'm rambling again. But anyways keep up the good work please and people (at least me) will keep on reading." –Dunka99

"Your story is a story fit for the gods!" –kewlstory

Again with the great reception from this community, I'm lovin it. Fit for the gods? I appreciate the flattery but that might be stretching it. Haha, I'm aiming to somehow get this story to get a RIOT Employee to read and be like, "Not bad". If I can get that, woo, life goal will have been reached.

Let's continue with the story everyone, and get ready for some big hints to be dropped and a huge cliffhanger.

I would also like to state how sorry I am for this being on such a delay. To all those kind enough to send me a message of hope that I would pick this up again and give you all another chapter, thank you. I finally sat down one day after a long period of being lazy and losing interest in this story and wrote out this chapter. I DO plan on completing at least one book so as to give you guys a sense of what the story could become but also to see how you all respond to the ending and if my story really is as popular as it seems. I noticed I have one of the most followed and watched stories on this site so I think it's time to embrace my small feat of fame and popularity and give the fanfiction site a story to boast about.

Chapter 12: Memories of Revenge

-Yasuo

As Fox and I had just left the room and were now in the elevator, it made me wonder why he had chosen me for this supposed training. Did he not believe me to be that great of a fighter or did he wish to just watch my moves? I looked at his face to see what I could read from it as I stood to his right. He had his hands in his pants pockets while his blade sat at the back of his waist. His eyes were closed and his breathing was steady, taking in the stale air of the elevator just as the doors closed. Before I could even read his emotions or attempt to, the doors opened and Fox's eyes opened with determination. I read that and followed suit as I placed my left hand over my long-time friend while my other hand swayed in its normal way. My hand held its place that it was used to, ready to draw my sword and my body ready to enter any stance I would need to hold.

As Fox took his first step out of the elevator, I waited to follow just a couple of steps behind him. We walked through the lobby not making eye contact with anyone, at least I didn't. Although I did keep my eyes moving to observe our surroundings, we seemed to draw quite a bit of attention whenever we came to the lobby since plenty of summoners and any champions that were there looked at us. We reached the courtyard quickly, passing the fountain that Fox had displayed his new power at but there was something weird among all the summoners that were there, relaxing, studying, and just reading. I felt a shiver go up my back, making me turn my head over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching us. Nothing caught my eye immediately but I still felt eyes upon Fox and me. I looked up towards the roof out of instinct and finally caught what was giving me this new feeling of unease. There was a figure a top the institute, shrouded by the glare of the sun, but someone was there none the less. They didn't seem to be holding anything, just standing there from what I could discern. Because of the sun, I couldn't make out any features of the figure either but when I blinked, the figure was gone.

"Yasuo?" I heard called out towards me. I turned back around to see my summoner giving me an odd look as he stood a few feet away from me. I turned back to look at the roof to see if the figure had shown themselves again but to no avail. "Something wrong?" I heard Fox ask me. I shook my head and turned back to him, taking a quick couple of steps to catch up to him.

"Nothing at all summoner." I responded, putting him at ease and putting the mysterious figure in the back of my mind. If it were an assassin here to claim my head again for my elders death, I would have to deal with them swiftly so as they could not use my summoner against me. Fox continued to walk towards the woods where he practiced his fighting, with me following him closely. It took us a bit to get through the slightly dense forest, by my count it took us about ten minutes, but we came to the clearing none the less. As we made our way towards the trees, Fox slipped his hands from his pockets and began stretching them along with cracking his neck and knuckles.

"Alright," Fox began to say, slipping his sword in its entirety out from behind his back. He held it towards me with the indication to take it. "I know it sounds weird and what not buuuuuut…Imma need you to teach me how to use a sword properly." He finished looking a bit embarrassed. I looked at his sword, then back to him with a face of disbelief.

"So hold up…let me get this straight…" I started, still not fully believing he couldn't use a sword.

"Yasuo…don't even." Fox said.

"But I was going to say it was odd, not even."

"Not even remotely what I meant."

"I was pretty sure we established that I'm not caught up on your metaphors or whatever yet."

"Clearly."

"Yet you keep making them like I'd get them."

"Shut up. You going to teach me or do I have to bullshit my way with it at the mock battles?"

"So you don't know how to use a blade properly?"

My summoner just shook his head to which I made a face indicating for him to further explain.

"The sword play you've seen me use thus far has been memories from Diana when I was synced with her. I remembered a few strokes with the sword from there and a couple from the books I've read but that's about it…I don't really know how to parry to perfection or do proper attacks." He explained to which now that I thought about it, I wasn't crazy and his sword attacks from what I've seen haven't been improvised. Well, they were to an extent but…not in the way I was hoping. I nodded at myself on what I could teach him in such a short span of time and gave a small bow.

"I shall teach you as much as you can learn summoner. But I warn you, in order for it to be used to its full effects, it will take weeks and weeks of practice so you will not have that great of skills by the time the Mock Battles come around." I responded looking at him in the eyes. He smiled at me, nodding his answer in return.

"Oh, I'm not too worried about time. I've got more than you think. So, shall we get started then?" He said. I nodded and so our training for the day began.

I ran through some simple breathing exercises that were needed to know for proper body movement for basic sword attacks. Showing him those were just a warm up and reminder of what he had already known from his hand to hand combat training through his years at the League. My summoner impresses me more and more as I find out about what he knows. We moved on into the simple sword thrust that the League has deemed to name the Steel Tempest. Fox extended his blade to its full length, observing my every motion, even my foot placement, hand placement, head placement and all without me telling him to. I did the move three times before I did my motion of sheathing my blade once more and turning to him for him to try which wasn't necessary since he was already in position to begin.

He had his eyes closed, his feet in the almost perfect spot, his hands and sword where they were supposed to be. I looked around and found what I sought, a stick about the same length as my blade but slightly thicker. I picked it up, making small observations and doing a couple of swings. I moved in front of Fox, not telling him that his feet were still out of position by just a small margin, but he was about to learn that the small margin meant a lot in the fight. I held the stick in my fight hand, stood erect and held my sword in place at my left hip with my left hand.

"Since I'm guessing you have done the thrust in your head a couple of times, do it now at me." I said in a commanding yet respectful tone. Fox nodded, doing his breaths correctly and drawing his blade quickly, pointing it at a mark on my chest moving his sword to do the move. I pushed off my left foot lightly, bringing the stick up just enough to push his sword aside enough that it missed me by a hair. I felt the air of the stroke brush my skin and I smiled as I brought the stick along his blade towards his hand. He didn't react quickly enough, doing as I thought he would, trying to pull his blade back enough so that he could slam it against my stick and deflect my new attack to his. I placed the sword against his stomach, ducking as he stopped his defensive movement in the middle of the stroke, realizing that I had him dead.

"How did you get, wait what?" He said to me. I stood back up straight but hit his left leg with my stick indicating for him to fix his legs. He looked down at them, seeing his mistake and fixing it quickly.

"Even the slightest misplacement can lead to the fall of the soldier. No matter how perfect anything else is, one flaw will be exploited if your opponent knows what it is." I explained at which Fox nodded and went back to his first stance with his hands placed correctly and his feet now in the right position as well.

"Again summoner." I said respectfully. Fox did his thrust this time almost absolutely perfect. The only thing that he did wrong was lose his balance slightly and made him step forward more than he needed to. He cursed at himself under his breath and did it again messing up in newer areas but still doing the motions just shy of perfectly. I was shocked at his endurance at the move since it continued to use the same muscles in the same order, over and over again. But then again, his specialty was hand to hand combat and that requires a lot of endurance from what I hear.

Finally, Fox did the thrust perfectly, smiling at his succession of the move but that did not stop him into wanting to move on. He did it another time, once again to perfection, then sheathed his blade quickly, doing the thrust again, repeating the process once more for a fourth time, then his blade started to glow, water coming from his pearl that was now a part of his being and wrapping itself around the glowing metal in a single stream. Fox seemed to ignore this but I wasn't, completely shocked at his grasp at the move I just taught to him half an hour ago. He didn't thrust the fifth time, but slashed his blade upward as I did when steel tempest reached its third hit, making the water that had twisted itself around the blade explode onto the ground and shoot itself across it like a shockwave with it making a final geyser explosion at the end. The water then returned to his arm, wrapping around it, prepared for more battle. My eyes went open in surprise at his skill of learning new techniques and styles of other cultures.

"Wow Fox…that was incredible." I said. He looked over towards me, bowed and smiled.

"Thanks Yas. Okay, teach me two things now. I've got to move a little faster at this if I'm going to have any chance at looking like I know what I'm doing." He said. I smiled at him, nodding confidently and moving on to show him proper strokes with the blade at which parts of the body. These took him just the same amount of time to learn and adapt to, making the moves his own as he practiced them. As he threw the moves together, including his Tidal Tempest as I now call it, and he was starting to look like a warrior of the temple that I was trained at. His moves weren't perfect, but they were pretty close to it.

The hours of the day slipped by quickly as we stood side by side, training as the sun set itself in the sky. I was panting from the constant exertion of our practice but Fox was only sweating, his breath still steady and slightly calm determination in his eyes as he continued to execute the strokes and techniques I taught to him. I slashed my blade at the air once more then returned it to its scabbard and shoving it into the ground to lean against. I watched as Fox did an overhead slash into a side swipe, into a thrust into another and another and another then flashing backwards about five steps, his blade charged with the Tidal Tempest explosion and slashing upward with the shockwave shooting towards the three trees. I looked around where I leaned quickly for a sizable rock and finding one near the scabbard of my blade. I kicked the base of the scabbard, hit the hilt of the blade causing it to flip in the air and fling the rock up with it. Grabbing the hilt of my sword, I swung it, hitting the rock towards the trees, above the area of where the geyser explosion would be so that it would get knocked up. This was all a test of my own to see if Fox knew of how to use the Last Whisper. As the soccer ball sized rock flew above the targeted area, the watery explosion caught the rock, sending it up ten feet. The water engulfed the rock, holding it in mid-air just long enough for Fox to jumped to it as I did with Last Whisper, doing two of the strokes I had shown him and he then finished it off by flipping the blade into his right hand with the blade backwards and slamming it into the ground sloppily. I was still impressed that he could pull something of the sort off. Extremely impressed. How the fuck did he do that?

As he came to stand up straight, finally breathing heavily from exhaustion, he looked at the rock that had slit from the move and then looked at me. I nodded and gave a bow towards him in respect that he was my summoner. He returned it and walked towards me, stopping just a couple of feet away.

"I'm going to need to practice that one more."

"I'm wanting to know how you did it in the first place. Honestly Fox that was an extremely complex move. It took me years to master that move so how did you do it in one try?"

He smirked and shook his head while sliding his blade into its home and the water that embraced the blade returned to the stone in his arm. "I've been practicing that move with my fists ever since you came to the League. Once I saw your move list, I was kinda blown away at how great of a set it was. Your ultimate was just fascinating and once I saw it performed I knew that I had to make my own version of it." Fox explained to me. I raised one of my eyebrows, putting my hands on my hips in a questioning way.

"Is that so? Then would you mind showing me the outcome of the move you made from my Last Whisper with your fists summoner?" I asked.

"Nope. Well, not now at least. You might just see it at the Mock Battles. What you just saw though was my first time with a sword and the outcome was pretty bad." He said with a chuckle. I looked at the stone, seeing a nice gash in it but not completely splitting it and sighed with a smile.

"Yeah well, you're on your way to making it pretty deadly. Shall we call it a day here summoner?" I asked towards Fox. He looked back at me from observing his handy work of the rock and shook his head.

"Nah, not for me. I've got some more practicing to do tonight. But you go ahead and head back to the room, get yourself cleaned up and eat something. I'll be back later." He said to me but I was already shaking my head in disagreement.

"No, I shall not leave your side while you practice. I'm teaching you your strokes and I cannot leave you as you hone your skills. It's just not what a teacher does."

"But Yas-"He started but I just held up my hand to him, continuing my defiance.

"No but's summoner. I'm staying with you until you have had enough practice for the day. Only then shall I return to our room, when you are ready to rest among us as I do." I said respectively. He had on a smile while looking at me as I stood tall and unwilling to move. He shook his head jokingly but turned back towards the three trees that he had practiced with over the years.

"Alright Yas, then let's get to work." Fox said as he proceeded to get into his stance he had been practicing for the past hour as I watched him. He went back to his own drills as I followed suit, mimicking what he did so I had a better idea of his motions and what he was feeling while he did his strokes. They were a little different than what I taught him but that's only because he seems to change anything he learns into something he can improve upon and make unique. I watched and mimicked him for about an hour since the sun was peeking over the horizon and saying its last goodbyes and tucking in the land for sleep as a mother did her child at night. I had finally understood his patterns, his motions and had begun to improvise by adding in my own steps that went with his. Whenever he did an overhead strike starting over his right arm and ending below his left hip, I would spin to my right, slashing upwards from the left hip to the right side of my arm. He seemed to notice this since he started leaving open areas for me to see and slash at myself. We had truly begun to move as one, a force that thought as one and we weren't even in sync yet. We stopped, panting at our constant attacks together of the invisible enemies that stood in our way of practice. I looked over at him and nodded as he did the same thing.

"Aren't even synced and we have great sync. I knew you were going to be an easy one to pair with of all my champions." He said to me. I nodded again, giving a small bow in addition seeing that he was giving me respect, and I thought to return the favor to him.

"Thank you summoner. You know to be honest, when I first saw you fighting on that stage, I felt this unknown and irresistible pull to you. Not in a weird way but just in a way I can't explain." I tried to tell him.

"Yeah, well that's kinda the point of the binding ceremony Yas. Anyway, I'm glad that we were bound, you're probably the most honorable champion I've got." He said to me. I was kind of shocked at this since he and I didn't talk much and he's seemed to just shrug me off whenever the chance was given to him. It only seemed to be when I disappointed him or did something wrong did he notice my actions and respond to them. Now here he was, moving his hand out to me and wishing for me to shake it with him. I looked at it, my face obviously showing its concern for its meaning since I wasn't fully up-to-date with certain things and I didn't know if this had a special meaning, since Fox rolled his eyes and re exerted his hand to me showing me to shake it.

"This is my way of saying good job and kind of a full "welcome to my life" hand shake. What you should do is reach out and grab my forearm with your right hand. I don't know if that's meant anything to you in the past with your culture but in mine, it's a sign of brotherhood and friendship. So will you officially be a part of my life Yasuo?" He said, keeping his hand in its place in the air alone. I quickly took the face of shock off and re-masked myself with one of honor followed by clicking my feet together putting my hands to my side ten putting my left hand in my front and placing it across my belly. I then bowed in my greatest respect while standing.

"It will be my honor, summoner." I said simply. I then raised myself and moved my right hand forward and grabbed the inside of his forearm as he grabbed mine. It was at this moment that the rest of my days would be changed. It started with this handshake, our mark of our lives being tied together until the day he died or I, now followed by reality being sucked away from us and leaving us in a white oblivion. As we stood there, my power was being pulled in my chest towards Fox, whom seemed to be unfazed by what was happening, my guess since he had done this four times already. This feeling of my very soul being pulled out of my chest wasn't painful but it was strange, like the first time as kiss is exchanged. As the power built up inside of me, I felt again that my eyes must shoot open in order to let it all out and ass doing so, the power continued to do so but I saw Fox again, his clothes defying gravity as it did the day the Elders called us forth to see how far we had gotten in our bindings. His hair was doing the same but his eyes were closed, with his eyebrows brought close as if concentrating. I studied his face, trying to focus on something else besides the power that was still growing inside me with no way of escape. His face then relaxed and his eyes opened, showing a moving grey color where his old green irises used to be. It wasn't a silver grey, it was more of a stormy night grey glow but not as scary as those storms appeared to be, they were smooth and calm.

"Yasuo, the Unforgiven, I call upon the storm of vengeance that stirs existence and calls you master. I beckon it to my side to blow away the forces of darkness that conspire against me. Answer with the winds and to my call!" he yelled, his voice being lighter, softer but yet still forceful. As the words from him ended, the power in me seemed to reach a cap since it stopped growing and just waited for…for something. Then, I saw words in my mind, words I haven't ever seen before and they were some of the most powerful I have ever seen. The words made their way to speech as my mouth made its way for words and began to speak them, the bottle up power in me going with them.

"I hear your call summoner and the winds shall forever carry you in their grace to destroy your enemies in a gust of justice." I said and the words not only left me, they seemed to embrace us both, giving us extra power and fully syncing us into one mind. Then reality sucked itself back into our eyes and it's almost like the world around us was brighter, and if I was correct in noticing, a little bit slower. Not by too much, but enough that it made me feel faster than I actually was. I let go of my summoners forearm and knelt down onto the ground, my right knee still up with my left fist soft placed on the surface of the ground. As I knelt to show my undying loyalty to Fox, I observed the ground, watching as the blades of the grass stood perfectly still, then being blown aside by a gentle gust of wind. The grass was actually moving slightly slower than its normal speed, just what kind of power have Fox and I tapped into?

'Well, it is different for everyone.' I heard in my head. I looked up in mass confusion, suspecting evil magic and my hand shot immediately to my blade. I saw nothing out of the ordinary, just Fox looking at me, his head tilted and arms crossed.

'Bit jumpy aren't we?' Came in my head again. I was now really confused as I continued to look around for who the one to throw their voice into my head but still saw or sensed no one but Fox.

"Where are you coward and how are you in my head?!" I shouted only to have no answer.

'Wow, it still hasn't hit you that it's me?' said the voice. Me? So it was someone that I know?

'Yup.' Said the voice in response to my thoughts. How was it that this being could speak to me and respond to my thoughts? Was it this being that has spoken with Ahri and Sona?

'No, Yas. It's your summoner.' Said the thoughts to me yet again. My eyes went wide with realization and I turned to look at my summoner again whom just had his eye brow raised and his arms still crossed.

"You?"

"Yup."

"But…how?"

He shrugged before giving his answer. "Don't know, or really care to know, but it's just a way to show our connection and keep our practices and plans secret to ourselves." He explained. I brought my right hand up to my chin as I continued to ponder the thought. This is strange but it is going to be very useful to us in the future. And since he seemed to talk to Ahri, Sona and Diana at the same time in his head, then I too must be in on the shared thoughts along with Fizz.

"Exactly." He said. I looked up to him confused at what he was talking about. He just pointed to his head with his right forefinger and I still didn't get his meaning of his wording. He rolled his eyes at me before his words came. "I can hear most of your thoughts Yas. Even ones to yourself I can hear, add to and what not. Basically, from here on out, if I chose so, we will basically be talking at all times."

"You can choose when to hear my thoughts?" I asked, still learning about our new means of communicating. He bobbed his head from side to side in uncertainty.

"Eh, kind of. I can seclude myself from you if I want to, but you necessarily can't. It actually isn't a two way-street on this part which I think is weird, but hey, I didn't right the rules." He said, turning to pick up his belongings.

"Then we should find whomever did so that we can ask them what those rules are and why they made them this way."

"Can't."

"Can't"

"Nope."

"And why is that?" I asked.

"Because-"He started, reaching down to his jacket that he brought and slipping it over his sweat engrossed shirt. "It's in the laws of nature. Just not something we can go look for that are written on a rock or in a book. We first have to discover them and all their secrets and THEN write them down." He said, walking up to me and hitting my left shoulder. I nodded, finally understanding a bit. I turned to follow him and we began walking back without many spoken words, but I continued testing to see what thoughts he could hear and which he couldn't so as to fill my own knowledge of this craft.

This was something that was going to take getting used to but I had a feeling for some reason I shouldn't.

-Fox

As the elevator opened for Yasuo and me after only being in it for a second or two, we stepped out and began walking to our room as he continued sharing his own thoughts, looking at me to see if I heard them. I would know to respond when he asked at the end, "Did you hear that?" and I would nod my head and sigh at the really dumb questions he asked. As we stopped in front of the door, I reached out my key card and slid it over the pad to hear the sound of approval and the gears turn to bring the lock to allow me access. As the door swung open and we entered the room, I was given a sight I wasn't expecting for the fact that it….was just straight up weird.

My champions were playing a card game in the main room, well, most of them. Rengar was on the balcony yet again, looking out over the forest where Yasuo and I practiced actually and didn't move. Aatrox wasn't necessarily playing the game as rather learning how to play with Fizz teaching him and Sona, and Ahri being the fools to oppose him. Diana was watching as well but with a lot less interest.

'What're they doing?' Asked Yasuo as he too observed the scene with me.

'Uhm…I think Fizz is teaching Aatrox how to play poker.' I responded. Fizz shook his head approvingly and he moved a chip of his to the center of the table, that being the pot of winnings.

'Yup. Ionian Hold 'em. Care to come learn Yas?' Fizz said in our joined minds.

'Yas? Why are you asking Yasuo to come learn and play through our minds?' asked Diana in our heads. She seemed to have a pretty cooled tone but it was going to rise a bit after hearing what was going to be said next.

'Yas and Fox deepened their bond so they can now talk in the sync.' Said Sona to my surprise since I thought she too would be one that would be caught off guard but oh how the tables have turned. Diana and Ahri looked over at us with raised eyebrows, seeming to have the same exact response as the other.

'That so? Well, that only means theirs two to go.' Said Ahri. Diana shook her head in approval.

'Indeed. Maybe you should just get the last two links with the pup and the demon now so as we can all finally start going on missions as a team.' Said Diana, with a firm tone. She sat down in a chair and kicked up her feet, pulling what I presumed to be a lunar scroll to her lap and began reading it.

I raised an eyebrow towards Diana upon seeing her eagerness showing of actually working as a team. My curiosity seemed to reach out to her since she waved me off.

"No, well, yes. But don't feel so proud about it. I have my pride as a champion and would prefer to show that my summoner and I do not fool around in such matters as showing strength." She responded to back up my guesses on the action she did before her words. I looked back at the card game as Sona raised her hands up high in victory and gave a big smile while looking at the cards on the table. Fizz seemed to chuckle at her excitement while Ahri threw her cards down playfully giving a smirk.

"Beginners luck Sona." Said Ahri, stroking one of her tails as it laid itself onto her lap. Yasuo took his weapon off of his belt and let it lean against the corner couch, taking a seat next to Sona. He watched as she took all the cards and began to shuffle them. Aatrox had been stroking his chin all the while as he watched the game take place.

"So, to my understanding, this is basically a game of luck, some skill, and the ability to lie?" Asked Aatrox. I nodded myself as I walked towards my room to take off my own gear and get ready to clean myself up.

"Yeah, basically. Also depends on how intimidating you can be to the other players. That goes hand in hand with your ability to lie." I told him, opening the door to my room after doing the simple unlock code on the pad. Once the door whirred to life, opened to me to give me access, I simply stood in the doorway taking off my shirt, unhooked my sword, and throwing it all into my room for me to clean later. I started unbuckling my pants as I walked towards the bathroom, hearing a purr come from my right. I looked over to see Ahri watching me with what I assumed was lustful eyes.

'Indeed my dear Fox.' I heard in my head. I shook my head as well and felt the warmth of blushing come from Sona and Diana. Diana? Why would she be blushing?

'For your information I am still human to a sort and a woman. I have attractions just like the rest of you unfortunately…' Diana said as she heard my question to myself. I chuckled and approached the key pad to the bathroom. I slid my fingers across its platform and the interface did as I asked, creating a new moonlit bathroom with the appearance of the bath being a natural hot spring and in a small opening with cherry blossoms surrounding the area. As it asked me if this was my final choice I selected yes as it prompted in the form of a small green rectangle in the corner of the bottom left hand screen. There was the usual whirring motions of the room getting into place as I requested. As I waited patiently I felt the eyes of one of my champions on me, so I looked to my right back down the hall to see Diana approaching me while avoiding eye contact. She had her hands behind her back and was looking at her feet as she walked towards me. This slightly confused me since she was showing this cute and bashful side to herself which I don't think anyone has seen which was now starting to scare me.

"Hey." I said casually to her. The whirring of the gears and moving objects started to slow down as she moved a little closer to me.

"I never thought I would be in the position to ask this of you so this is frustrating yet difficult to be out of my as some would say, comfort zone." She said. I had an eyebrow raised as I tried to read her body movement. All I was getting was that she was actually out of her comfort zone and trying to ask me something? Finally she sighed and looked up at me her arms falling to her sides but freezing there, unmoving.

"Oh Gods you're not going to like, say you've become a solarian and want to not be my champion anymore are you?" This seemed to press a small button as her fists clenched together and her brows brought themselves together. Before she could take that out of proportion, I held up my right hand to stop her from going on a verbal rampage and decided to defuse this bomb. "Calm down jeffro, it was a joke. And before you ask who jeffro is, I don't know it was the first name that came to mind." I said quickly. She actually did seem to calm down as I covered most of what could confuse her. She shook her head and looked over her left shoulder to see if any of my other champions were listening in. They weren't of course so with the hand I held up to her to calm her down I waved it to get her attention again. When she gave it to me, I gave a motion as if asking 'What is it you were going to ask?' She brought her right arm up to her left and gave another cute motion of rubbing it as a look of nervousness.

"Well…I was wondering…if I could…take this moment of cleansing…with you?" She finally asked. I gave a slight smile at the way she worded asking if she could take a bath with me. I guess it took me a little too long to respond because her face started to be one of concern.

"Yeah, of course you can. You are my champion, it's no big deal. We have the right to get as close as we want to." As I said that, the door to the bathroom opened and I looked inside, then back to Diana whom was still looking at me with the most innocent face I've ever seen her have. I tapped my head towards the room, indicating for her to come in with me. I walked in and finished taking off my pants letting them slide down to my ankles and pulling my feet out from under them, one by one. I heard boots come in behind me in a shuffling way and I looked over my shoulder to see Diana blushing in the artificial moonlight as she looked at me. I cocked my head towards the floating panel that presented itself near the door.

"Go ahead and close the door. If you don't mind, one champion in the bath with me is enough." I said as I slid my underwear off as well. I heard the button pressed and quickly after the door sliding itself shut on command. I then heard a small gasp and it kind of freaked me out so I turned around to Diana. She looked down at my member then quickly back down to her feet.

"What? Does it look funny? What's wrong with it?" I asked, a little freaked out by her reaction.

She shook her head and shielded her eyes from looking, still acting like a child. "I cannot see you naked summoner! It is inappropriate." She said. I could feel her blood almost boiling while her heartbeat sped up. I rolled my eyes and finished undressing myself.

"Diana, you were bound to see me naked at some point during our lives, no reason to have put it off. Were most likely going to get even further than seeing each other naked if we continue down or current lifestyle and learn the ways of being bound and stuff. So get undressed already and come relax with me." I said as I stepped into the bath and sank myself into its warm embrace and soothed my aching muscles. It was only a few days ago that I got to have this feeling but boy did it feel like I hadn't felt it in ages. I tried to help Diana feel as comfortable as I could by staying silent as she took off her armor and clothes. I let the water continue to soothe me for about ten minutes as Diana seemed to get completely nude and finally came over to sit next to me in the water. Not exactly next to me but within arm's reach. I looked over at her and the water line was just at the top of her chest, about at the place of the bottom of her collar bone. I had really started to notice just how pale and white her skin was, looking as a place of ice. Not completely made of ice but kind of like a thin layer on top of a lake during the beginning of the winter season. Her hair went over her right shoulder completely and into the water, some of it hovering on the surface while the rest of it floated beneath. She continued to avoid eye contact and I respected that by looking out into the forest of red trees as if I was on another planet. We stayed this way for a while, not speaking to each other but with our own thoughts. I was leaving her mind alone up until now but I decided to see and feel what she was thinking. She seemed to resist at first but quickly let me in, showing me that she wanted to be closer to me, to touch my skin with hers on more than one place. That also meant I could feel her embarrassment for her having these feelings and desire to achieve them but the will and resistance to not act on them. So I closed my eyes and made it simple for her, connecting our minds again to our sync state and asking her through thought to hug me. I knew she heard the thought but was still wanting to resist. I shook my head and moved closer to her, wrapping my left arm around her shoulders and pulling her as close to my chest as I could.

Even though we were in a warm bath, I could still feel her blood get warmer as her heart pumped it faster through her body because we were getting to an intimate state. Her left hand came up and she placed it on my chest, holding it there and finally leaning her head against my left pectoral. I kept my eyes shut so she knew I wasn't looking at anything, still trying to make her feel more comfortable which was starting to work. As we continued to sit there in silence she began to run her hand over the scars on my chest, or specifically, the one that was prominent and the immediate eye catcher just below my right collar bone. As she felt it beneath her fingers, she looked at it quickly to get more detail from it.

"Moon god summoner, what happened?" She asked in a worried voice. It was kind of new to me since she hadn't ever sounded this sincere before but I liked it.

"Just…a small spat between other summoners a long time ago. Don't worry about it, it's in the past." I answered her. She continued to look at it with her silver eyes and that worried me a bit. "Something about it?" I pursued.

"It's just that a wound to this extent is one that is deep which means that whatever pierced you…must've…" She said but leaving it an open ended question. I looked at her as she drove her train of thought through what could've been many different scenarios. I tried to see just what she was thinking but she blocked me from that. She looked up at me and froze there, my eyes meeting hers. This was different though, we had looked at each other plenty of times in the eyes but this time, they just had a pull to them, one that was irresistible and made me want to lean closer. I could feel her cold breath as she took slow breathes and its touch on my lips was sensational. They were just an inch apart and it wouldn't be that hard to close the gap. So why was it so hard to? Her left hand slowly rose to my cheek and rested there, giving me the new feeling of a cold warmth. With that there, I could finally feel myself able to move, so I did as I pleased and closed the gap between us, gently placing my lips onto hers and getting that warm cold touch yet again.

We held still as it sank in that we had finally kissed, this rising feeling of longing to do exactly what we were doing. I pulled away slightly still in shock and she gasped lightly, not used to the feeling we just encountered. As I was returning my own breath to my lungs, she closed the gap again quickly, pressing her lips against mine with a little more force. I took the liberty to taste her lips this time while breathing through my nose and it shocked me again that she tasted sweet. I moved my right hand from its place at my side and to her neck so I could hold her close and keep this new feeling longer than I had before. She seemed to take my movement as a sign to her to throw her left leg over to my right side so that she was sitting on my lap. I could feel my member beginning to get hard and press against her lower lips. She pulled away again, both her hands on each side of my face and she opened her eyes to look into mine as I looked back.

"Fox…I have longed for your touch such as this and…and I can feel that this must be sudden for you but I could no longer resist. All that held me back were opportunities to express it to you and have it returned to me, which have both been achieved in a very short time period. So please do not stop me from any further advances for this is what I want…" She said to me quickly and all I could do for a response was nod my head. She gave a small smile and placed her forehead onto mine, which out of nowhere sucked us into the white oblivion that we had grown used to. We were deepening our bond together again but what could this place show us? I looked at Diana again, into her eyes after looking around quickly to see us in the white place of bonding only to see her looking over me at nothing. I turned my head to follow her line of sight, only to see nothing still.

"Diana? What're you looking at?" I asked out loud to her. No response. I tried to see what she was seeing one more time only to be met with the same results of nothing. I turned back again and waved my hands in front of her face. "Helllloooooooooooooooo? Hello?!" I asked with a bit of a shout in my voice to yet again be met with silence. I sat there in silence then, waiting for her to be done doing whatever she was doing and closed my eyes to count the minutes we had been sitting there. It was only like, five before the white oblivion grew back its colors of the area from where we once were and finally we came back to reality. Diana took a huge gasp and arched her back, looking into the sky. That was a bit dramatic but as she did it, it gave me a bit of worry but also arousal as I could finally see her gorgeous pale chest and her dark pink nipples on her well-crafted and fitting breasts. She came back forward to look at me while taking deep breaths and making eye contact with me. Then she gave a face of concern and moved off me quickly, getting out of the bath and grabbing the closest towel to wrap herself.

"Hey! What's wrong Diana?!" I called after her. As she waited for the door panel to float back down from the 'sky', she looked over at me with a face that had let the worry manifest into something I thought I'd never see on her face.

Complete fear.

-Diana

After we had touched foreheads and were pulled back into the familiar void of white, I had seen this before when Fox and I had first touched and grew close to each other through our bond. I looked down at Fox, still feeling his breath on mine after we parted them from my first embrace in the longest time since I could remember my last one. My hand was on the side of his face, feeling the smoothness of his skin and not a single flaw except for the slight changes in his bone structure from fights most likely. I looked into his eyes and saw that they were still and looking at my eyes, but they seemed to be looking past me even though we were in oblivion. I looked behind myself only to see what I thought and knew would be there. Nothing. As I turned back around, ready to ask Fox what it was that he could be looking at, I saw it. The figure that Ahri and Sona had already seen and spoken with. My first reaction was to protect my summoner, so I pulled his head into my chest, a motion I didn't pass through my head before I did it and as soon as his features were upon my breast, I felt my heart skip a beat as it lay there. The figure held no features to me, only that I knew it was a man.

"Who are you and what do you wish of my summoner?!" I called out to the figure, baring my teeth since his previous conversations with my fellow champions was not one of pleasantries. Only riddles.

"Oh, sweet child of the moon. I wish only that he carry out what his purpose is." It responded to me. I waited a short moment to see if it was going to say anymore without my question.

"And what would that be?" I asked, pulling in my motionless summoners head closer to me.

"I would not reveal that to you, Greed. Not yet, for you are not ready." It said. These riddles that I expected had done as I imagined and only angered me.

"Ready?! For what?! Speak straight and not in ways of which I have to follow a path to discover your meaning!" I yelled at it. I waited a moment for it to respond as it let the suspense hang in the air like a creature from the jaws of its predator.

"For his death." It said. My face turned to one of horror and reality began rushing passed it and passed Fox and I. I arced my head backwards as a new scene flashed into my mind, something I only experienced once before in my life.

The scene felt so real, like I was there. I looked around and saw light blue, different shades of it but it was the same type of light blue. It was beautiful but then my eyes came across something that made it the most dreadful thing I'd ever seen. More so than the day I watched Fox collapse to the ground in his own mixed bodily fluids after we had been attacked by the mysterious masked figures. What I was looking at was a figure, a male figure, hanging by the wrists by chains, digging into his skin which seemed like it was dead enough as it was. He was completely naked, his member dripping from something as so did his arms and legs. He did not support himself by standing, rather just let them limp on the floor as his arms held by chains kept him afloat. The chains went out in a diagonal direction and made him look as a prisoner of war. Since the figure had told me I would not be ready for his death, he must have spoken of Fox. Was I seeing the scene in which he is tortured before his final moment? What was I seeing? Who would do this to him? I looked at the figure more, to try and make out a face only to have it obscured since the man's hair had grown out so much that it fell down to the middle of his chest. But the one feature that might as well have confirmed it to be Fox would be the white hair at the tip of his hair. I have only seen that on my summoner and no one else. I tried to take a step forward but as I moved my foot, the vision seemed to come to an end and the bathroom that Fox had made came back into being and I realized that I was holding my breath so I took a deep one and brought my head back down. I felt Fox catch me and look me in the eyes, but that was when I shot up as fast as my body would allow and grabbed the towel as quick as I could. As I wrapped myself up, Fox called out to me, asking what was my concern and all I could do, since words for him escaped me, was look at him. My face must've betrayed my feelings since they were showing and he could tell my fear was with me.

As the door arrived for me to leave, I bolted out, letting the door close behind me. I left the room so quickly that I ran into Rengar and bounced off of him and into the wall behind him. He held out one of his paw-hands to me, to which I assumed was to help me.

"Moon huntress, what makes you rush in quickened pace? Is there danger?" He asked, unlatching his prongs on his left gauntlet and crouching a little bit, ready to pounce on anyone that would offer harm in the vicinity. I shook my head and grabbed his paw-hand, jerking my head into the room with the others to tell them of the figure and the vision.

"No! Just, come with me Pridestalker!" I said in a hushed tone. I pulled him towards the room and heard a light giggle from within. As I entered, with Rengar behind me, I saw that the rest of us were here, doing their own things. Sona and Yasuo looked up to me first, smirks and smiles on their face, but Sona's quickly faded as she saw that I was naked. Yasuo kept his and tapped on Fizz then motioned for Ahri to look towards me. Aatrox was reading one of the lunar scrolls it seemed and engrossed deeply into it for he did not respond to me right away. As Fizz and Ahri looked towards me, Fizz rolled his eyes with a smirk that resembled Yasuo's. As Ahri saw me, her tails began to puff up and she gave a face of irritation.

"Oh Gods, what the hell Diana. You too?" She said and Fizz just laughed loudly.

"Knew it!" He said. Yasuo shook his head and looked at him, hitting Fizz's shoulder playfully.

"You did not. You guessed against it if I am correct. Which means that you owe the beast and I a drink." Yasuo said. Fizz shook his head and rolled his eyes again.

"Whateve's man. That was if she actually got it in, not made a move with him. But hey, Imma good sport so I'll still get you two some beers." The Fish said. Yasuo chuckled and pulled his flask of nature from nowhere and flicked it so it spun in the air, catching it quickly and with ease and a smile upon his face.

"I gladly accept both portions." He said with his smirk. Rengar growled at him, taking a step forward and pointing at him with one of his sausage limbs he called a finger.

"You shall not scrawny hunter! That ale drink is mine and I have hunted with words for it, fair and square. Do not try to rob me, for you shall be easily caught as your hand is around my bottle." Rengar replied.

"Guys, we reall-"I began to say but was interrupted by a boastful laugh by Yasuo. He looked back at the beast with an eyebrow raised.

"I've been running for a long time puff hair, and I still haven't been caught. My hands are faster than my feet so what makes you think you can stop me?" He said while taking a step towards him. Rengar met him with another growl and a mirrored step.

"The greatest hunter which you cannot beat in speed. The prey can never outrun the hunter, for true hunters never hunt without assurance that they can win you drunken, disgraced blade!" The beast said back. Yasuo's smirk disappeared immediately after that verbal attack and was replaced with a line of anger.

"Then you better contact this hunter to try me because you're just a wannabe cub trying to fill their dead hunters' shoes!" Yasuo yelled. Bringing out even more anger among Rengar who showed his anger by growling a deep growl and unlatching his double prongs and taking another step forward.

"How DARE you?!" Rengar yelled. He moved to attack with Yasuo preparing to defend with his hand on his blade. As Rengar took another step, there was a quick gust and Aatrox had appeared in front of the two, his blade drawn and its tip pressed against Rengars wrist so that he could move it no more. He held his other hand against Yasuo's neck and lifting him enough so the tips of his feet were barely touching the ground. Yasuo was now trying to loosen the grip but to no avail. Aatrox kept his gaze at Rengar who was looking just a bit up at the demon with incredible speed. They continued to stare for a good ten seconds, as the rest of us were in shock with the new scene in front of us.

"You pride wriden beast. Keep your temper down to reasoning level over such a pity wager. This is nothing to start a fight that both of you would lose, for it would most likely have to be taken outside where eyes may watch you and if there was any sign of discord in our group, you would disgrace out summoner. So listen to Diana, for I sense her worry and it is great and we shall listen to her words. Understand?" He said with an even voice while staring down the beast with which he had tamed so far. Rengar kept silent for a few seconds while he thought about his position before finally nodding. Aatrox then looked to Yasuo who was also nodding to his best abilities. Aatrox sent the blade away and let the samurai go. He then looked at me while Yasuo gasped for air and held his throat, rubbing away what pain he could, and motioned for me to speak.

"Thank you." I said. He crossed back to stand next to Ahri who watched him and looked him up and down, nodding in approval. Then they all looked towards me, Yasuo and Rengar showing hurt pride and I began my explanation of what had happened, skipping how we had kissed but still making it obvious. As I told them about what the figure had told me, Ahri and Sona's eyes grew wide with what looked like worry. I finished up and let the main, un-asked question hang in the air. No one had said anything so I decided to place the question so we could speak of it.

"What do we do?" I said, holding the towel that kept my parts to me and continued to absorb the moisture of the water that still clung to me. Fizz was the first to respond by looking up at me from his thoughts.

"Well…I've got an uneasy solution but obviously, none of you are gonna like it." He said. We all looked to him except Aatrox who continued to ponder the mystery.

"Well?" Ahri said. Fizz looked around at all of us again before taking a deep breath and finally meeting my eyes.

"We wait for it to happen…" He said. At this, Yasuo, Rengar and Ahri's faces turned to those of anger and confusion.

"What?! No! He's our summoner and we can't let it happen! What is wrong with you?!" She yelled at him.

"Yes, we can use this time to come up with situations in which he could die and we plan ahead." Yasuo said. Fizz just turned to look at him with a face of irritation.

"Oh yeah, that's great because it's only life and the life of a summoner whom is now rising in fame so that is now a number of literally limitless ways for him to die! Yeah, I already thought of that Yas but there is just no way to combat such a determined spirit of the future!" He yelled back at the warrior.

"Spirit from the future? What nonsense do you speak of now sea hunter?" Rengar asked with a heightened voice. Fizz turned his gaze to him with his explanation but was interrupted by Aatrox.

"Because this being that keeps popping up to you all knows that Fox is going to die and knows our titles that we haven't revealed to ANYONE. That narrows down the list immensely. It knows the future or it is an unconscious form of Fox because of its knowledge." He said. Fizz nodded and looked back at me.

"We don't really know because we still don't know all that we need about this being. So now it's just a matter of which of us that still has to talk to him to find out his motives." He concluded. He all heard a door slide shut and saw Fox dried off and wear no shirt but had on a pair of relaxing sweatpants that I didn't recognize. Did he get those on his way home with Yasuo? We all looked around at each other nervously, but I looked back, feeling embarrassed at the way I had acted.

"It seems, that 'he' is waiting for the moment I die." Fox began to say, putting heavy emphasis on the gender. "Meaning that since I'm going to die, something else is going to happen that involves you all that will change me…which means that I'm either a vessel…or a sacrifice." He said with a quitter voice than I could stand. I was tired of all the riddles and wanted a straight answer. Before I could speak it in words, Fox was already looking at me and answering himself.

"A more direct answer could be…my death is inevitable and his rise is a premonition. And it seems, that he fully intends to use all of your power as champions." He said. It stayed quiet for a moment before Ahri rose her voice, asking the question we were all thinking.

"Then how do we stop it?" She said, her voice shrill and scared. Fox shook his head while looking at the ground.

"That's not the question." He said. I shook my head confused as to what the question could be.

"Then what is?"

He looked up at us again, with words in his throat he didn't want to say but had to.

"What does he want to do with that power?"

-Fox

The night ended with that question, for my champions thought to put their minds to work on solutions of doing nothing but ending his plans. I avoided speaking as well because I needed to get as much sleep as I could so I could have the energy to keep training myself in swordplay and practice this new developing technique. I went to my room and buried myself in my sheets and covers, putting the world out and caving my mind in on the mind state in a sloppy way at first, just trying to escape reality as best I could. Then I stabilized it as I needed to relax my mind and think of a peaceful setting and let time pass itself to early morning so I could get a head start tomorrow and train alone.

The scene I created was basically the wallpaper of my room except I was overlooking the sea of stars. I was still on my hill, but it had been cut out of the earth and was floating above a beautiful nebula which I had seen several times in the nights that I spent with Goddess nature. The stars were countless and their beauty endless. I made it so that memories of combined night would do the same here, so a meteor shower had begun and was large in size compared to the ones I had seen before. As quite a bit of time left, a recurring presence came and hovered over me, as if someone was standing next to me but not in a threatening way, just a way of relaxing as I did. I never knew what the presence was and was never able to see whom since I couldn't move my head to see them, but now I had a guess that it was this being that kept showing himself to me. I tried to speak and address them with words but nothing came from my mouth, no words decided to be and present themselves in an orderly fashion that we call sentences. So I let the presence linger and soon enough, the rush came to where my internal clock woke me up and my eyes opened after all of the starts had rushed back into the darkness from where they came. I looked around the dark room, feeling no one initially but I turned to look over my shoulder to see no one still.

I sat up, feeling the fatigue leave me and I looked at the clock, seeing it show the time of 6 am. Wow. A full 7 hours. Nice. I threw the covers aside and swung my feet off the bed, feeling the cool air touch me as a woman did her long gone husband. I bent over and rubbed my eyes one more time to rid them of the rest of fatigue and brought myself to my feet and stretched the rest of the aches away. After that, I walked over to my closet and clicked on a light to show a variety of new shirts for me to choose from. It seems Sona and Ahri went shopping while I was out with Fizz. I ran my left hand over my right arm as a habit and felt a bump on the top of my bicep, forgetting about the whole pearl thing with Nami. I let the stones surface and remembered the joy that the trade had brought the old friend of Fizz and went back to choosing a shirt to practice all day in. I finally picked a simple white one with a simple red line going from the right shoulder down to the left hip with a simple protection rune in the red line. I felt the presence of magic in the shirt so I knew the spell was real. I slid it over my head and put my arms through the sleeves, walked over to my boots and slid them on next. After that, I grabbed my sword that found its way back to my armor set and did the motions of clipping it to my pants. I had to make shift with this one and just hook the pins to my belt loops on my pants since I was going out alone and being secluded from everyone. I opened the door to my room and for once, there were no sleeping champions to greet my entrance. I looked around where they should be, even Aatrox or Rengar and neither were on the balcony. Where the hell was everyone? Their rooms? That'd be odd. Anyway, I went to the kitchen and opened several of the drawers to try and find a pad and pen so as to leave a note to them for when they woke up that I would be going to do some secluded training.

I found a crumpled up pad with torn and wrinkled pages with a couple of pens next to it but didn't care for the condition of it and flattened the paper as best I could and wrote my simple note telling my champions to take a day off or do whatever they wanted. I finished it and used some simple use of smite to get a static charge and stick the note to the door. As I placed it, it held still like a magnet to metal. I looked back once more, expecting to have made enough small noises to raise someone and have them come try to spar with me or offer me protection that I didn't see as needed. I was met with yet again, no one. I smirked and left with a shrug, opening the door and closing it behind me quietly. I took the elevator to the main floor, arriving there in a few seconds and having the door open for me again with ease. I was greeted with a sight of a few summoners moving about to either go to classes or running their own errands. I slid my hands into my pockets and began moving through the lobby unseen to the best of my abilities.

I seemed to succeed because I wasn't bombarded by anyone asking me stupid questions or a moron trying to prove their strength by challenging me. So I left the lobby with ease and into the outdoors being given a warm morning breeze. It was still dark but the skies were beginning to waken as they grew brighter. I stopped, tilted my head back to look into the sky and took a deep breath that welcomed the true start of my day. After a few short moments, I returned back to courtyard and jumped in place a couple of times, getting ready for my small jog before I sprinted into the forest. I got into my few stretches with my arms and legs and then began my jog. I passed a couple of summoners who looked to be out in their own clothes. One I had noticed who seemed to jog earlier than I was coming back and finishing her run. I never took full notice of her looks since she hid them well in her hood, but I did know she had a wonderful smile with plump lips that drew quick attention. As usual, her and I did a quick motion with our hands as a wave and passed by without spoken words and she went about her cool down as I went on with my warm-up. Maybe I should get to know her some time and figure out a running schedule. I've heard it's a lot more fun and easier to run with a partner.

Once I passed the gates to the courtyard and the grass edge of the small plain before the forest edge, I began my sprint and without casting any spells to help me get there faster, I relied on my own endurance to reach my special training grounds. As I passed over the grass with ease, my breath not escaping me that easily as it had grown used to the tests I continued to throw at it, I picked up the speed and hit the tree line at a full sprint. As the trees whisked passed me, I began my usual of jumping off a trunk to pick up speed and adjusting to it. After counting my jumps at 6 as I usually hit, I expected one more but broke through to my grounds faster than I thought. I slowed myself, jumping a couple more times to break my momentum down to a quickened jog and finally a stop in front of the 3 trees that had withstood my attacks all these years. I bent over in temporary exhaustion, taking in deep but quickened breath's to hurry and get my lungs back to normal speed.

After a few moments, my lungs had grasped enough air and were ready for their next test and to which was not ready yet. I prepared my mind and thought of anything that I would need to clear, distractions, hormones, my link to my champions. Wait. Why didn't I use my connection with Ahri, Diana and Sona to see if they were in the room? Why couldn't I feel them at all in the first place? I searched now, reaching out as far as I could, which was actually the Institute and felt a ping from Sona since hers and mine were the strongest, but I couldn't connect. I put that aside quickly since we were at a distance and didn't make much of it, I just wanted to know if they were close and they were. I turned my attention back to my self-training and cut off my mind from trying to reach out to my champions and cut of any links they might try to make.

I began running through the usual moves I had observed other champions making and threw them together to make a different combination. The usual time they took after doing them several times had gone by, with the sky now being a wonderful light blue but the sun still trying to peek over the horizon. After doing the usual moves I finally took another break, wiping my brow of any sweat that might have already accumulated. There wasn't much but enough to make my skin glisten a little bit. Now that I had done my initial warm-ups, now I was going to try and summon that ball of extra energy called Willful Power. My attempts alone had been somewhat unfruitful except that one time I managed to manifest it into a ball shape of some kind. But…I had accepted her to some point letting her unknowingly look into my thoughts…so there was a loophole. Interesting. I began to open up my mind to anyone with a link but focused it on the willful power that continued to sit in my mind, waiting to be used. I felt it move itself forward and work its way through the new channels that were the access to my mind. As it reach deeper, it connected with memories which stung a bit but eased itself quickly and filled back the pain with power and satisfaction. As it reach my deep, deep motives and memories I cut it off, but the power that had multiplied itself to what it was now was amazing. I held out my right hand and focused that new energy into it, trying to pull a physical form again. As the power coursed through my mind and extending into my blood with its power, it began to form yet again into the ball it had before but with more ease and it was now stable. There was now soft lashes coming from the green ball floating above the palm of my hand and they were running over my skin gently, leaving green trails.

A smile broke out on my face as the ball was actually in existence and had shown my success at summoning the willful power. Now came the tricky part. I focused on the ball to stay as stable as possible and began to course my original power to it, only to have the ball begin to shrink and change color to a lighter whitish color. I shook my head in disappointment that it continued to only act as a supportive power and I took my power back quickly, seeing the power go back to its original wanted form and hold again. So I tried several more times to transform the ball into a blade of some sort but again, it would sink back into my palm as I thought of different weapons and would change its color to a whitish tint. So I would let it go back to a ball which was the only form it seemed to like to take. What I wanted to do was make this into an energy type weapon to strike at my foes, but every time I thought of a weapon, it would begin to sink back into my mind to make way for the stronger, more aggressive power. Why? As I pondered my thoughts, thinking of theory after theory that just couldn't be reasonable to me…it finally struck me that the power might have a small mind of its own and not like the idea of being a weapon. What if…what if this willful power wanted to be what it was here for and be a shield to help protect me and offer my other weapons aid!?

A smile broke out on my face and I finally thought of a simple shield outline with a flat top, slanting down to its sides and those breaking off in sharp angles to the final tip at the bottom. After thinking that and relaying the idea to the willful power, the soft lashes that continued to scan the surface of my hand and wrist, began to speed up in their search and increased to running up my arm. It then sucked the lashes into itself and shrunk once more, then expanded out wards into the exact shape of a shield that would block a reasonable attack and floated above my palm! YES! It worked! I have an aura shield! I laughed loudly and told it to spin form me to see it and it listened! It began to turn to its left slowly and continued to do so! I watched its face, face me and I saw that there was no detail except for the symbol of a Fox head with a medical plus symbol in its forehead. That must be my symbol with Sona.

I then felt a slight ting on my left wrist and looked down at it, seeing on the inside where there was a blank shield, had now been filled with that same symbol that was on the aura shield. So, that's what the blank shield was for? To show the current bond of the champ I was with? Awesome. I looked back up at the shield and thought of its uses. I then turned over my hand to see it continue to float over it in the same vicinity of my hand. It wasn't focused on my palm but my hand in general. So I brought my hand to my side and saw that when my hand went vertical, the shield kept its place and stuck outwards in an awkward way, not a way a shield should. So I held my hand back out and it was standing up again instead of looking like it was laying down but floating. I pondered my thoughts quickly and snapped my left hands fingers coming up with a quick solution. I willed the power to make itself parallel to my arm so as to block damage when I would hold up my arm, and make it into a convenient place. It obeyed as it had before, moving as I wanted it to and it locked itself in place. I smiled at how this was actually working and thought to myself how unquestioningly this power had obeyed me. Now it's time to test it out. I looked around me and saw a sizable rock about the size of my fist. I picked it up with little strain, bouncing it a couple of times in my hand, then lobbing it into the air as best I could. As its speed lowered and it slowed down reaching its peak from my throw, it finally stopped and began its descent at what I guessed to be about 15 feet. As it came down I raised the shield, sending it away from my arm a bit, calculating for bounce that I'm sure was coming. The rock finally neared the shield and pressed against it with considerable weight, pushing the shield down a little and before it was pushed back onto my arm, it stopped the rock completely. I then pushed the shield out quickly and let it catapult the rock towards the tree line. I huge smile appeared on my face as I had finally figured out this willful power and how to use it best.

I then began hatching ideas and new attack patterns. I needed to actually add the strokes in on this so I switched the shield over to my left arm and it did so smoothly. I then did the motion with my right hand of holding it outwards with the palm facing the ground. I pulled forth the waters from the pearl that was now a part of me. The water came rushing out of it and down my arm to the palm of my hand, forming yet another ball. Once it was all there, it shot down into the ground, making a circular rift of water that looked like a deep crevasse in the ocean. The water began to bubble and the sword that had been made for me after doing the dance came to be once more, coming from the rift and towards my hand. After it had been made whole, the water of the rift sunk itself into the sword and gave it its design on the blade. The design began to glow light blue then rested into a darkened color. I grabbed the hilt of the sword quickly and began running through techniques, throwing in shield blocks here and there and attack moves I picked up from Yasuo and Diana. My own techniques I was developing here that no one had seen yet were really coming together.

I looked up at the sky after practicing for what felt like hours and it seemed that way. The sun was already setting itself and saying its goodbyes to the day. I was drenched in sweat and felt only fatigue from the movements of my practice come over me. The willful power truly was there only to give me what I needed without taking from me. But then again, I had only had it stand next to me, not actually withstand any attacks. The outcome will surely be different. I told the willful power to sink back to its ball form to which it did, and had it sink back into my mind, pushing it back out of my deep thoughts and let it reside and charge itself back up. I sent Riptide, the name of the sword I thought of, back into its own void and stretched once more. As the sun continued to put itself to bed for this side of the planet, I turned around to head back to the institute.

The trip took me longer on my way back than on my way here since I did only a light jog back. After breaking through the tree line and into the small open field before the courtyard, I saw several summoners in regular clothes walking about and conversing amongst themselves. I merely minded my own business trying to keep myself from drawing attention. But as my luck have it, someone saw me and quickly stepped in my way to get my attention. It wasn't someone I was too familiar with but it looked like the True Summoner who was bound to Miss Fortune. I think his name was Blane? I don't really remember. His features were mediocre, his eyes being a plain brown matching his toned skin and went well with his short midnight hair. He was a little shorter than me but that didn't mean anything. His apparel was always of that of a pirate making me think he took his status seriously. I admired it.

"Fox!" He called out and I slowed my light jog to a slow walking pace and raised my eyebrows at him.

"What's up?" I asked in a neutral tone.

"It's me, Blake. I'm a True Summoner such as yourself. Know me?" He asked. Blake. Damn. Well, I was close at least. I nodded at him catching my breath.

"Yeah, you're bound to Miss Fortune. Need something man?" I asked, keeping my voice neutral and not trying to sound irritated.

"Uhm, yeah just a quick notice to ya about your champions." He told me, motioning towards the Institute. I looked behind him to see a couple of people walking quickly towards the practice arena. This made me a little worried.

"Uhm…what about them?" I asked, my curiosity now getting the better of me.

"Well, nothing too big just the fact that they've been taking and giving sparring matches to any and all who challenge them. You didn't tell em to do that did you? Cause pride is a big thing for champions if you haven't noticed." He said to me with great shock showing on my face now.

"They what?" I said, a hint of anger creeping into my words. Blake looked at me with surprise on his face, it dawning that I really had no idea of what they were doing.

"Oh, shit you didn't tell em that? Fuck yeah man, they've been taking on fights from each other, from other champions even like, two against one. Then summoners started wanting a piece of the action and stuff and have been having their go's at em." Blake told me better detail. My anger was starting to rise but my pride was as well, for them taking on challenges to grow in strength.

"Where are they?" I asked. Blake ticked his head towards where more people began to gather towards.

"Come on. I'll show ya." He told me by which he turned around and began leading. I matched his pace and followed him, close at heel. He led me through familiar halls but then took me on a turn I hadn't recognized. As we continued to walk, we took some stairs down which meant we must be going to the older sparring areas'. Once we reached the bottom of the stairs, we then started seeing the huge crowd of people looking at a huge open sparring arena. Seriously, there had to be a good 200 people here watching. I looked around and saw some champions near the actual fighting grounds. Kassadin, Katarina, Garen, Azir and a few others I'm sure. My focus then went to my champions that were sitting on the side whom were Fizz, Yasuo, Rengar, Ahri and Sona. They held grim faces with scratches and bruises here and there from what I could tell. I looked at the actual match that was happening and saw Diana and Aatrox both with their weapons out a seemed to be a fight that was just about to begin. I looked at their opponent and saw Leona and Kalista. Leona had her shield out along with Kalista having one of her many spears out and ready to pounce. They were a deadly combination, but then again, so was Diana and Aatrox.

Miss Fortune came between the two duo teams and held her hand up, as if she was the ref, getting ready to start the fight. She looked at both sides to see if they were prepared. I looked over at Blake and he tried to avoid my eyes.

"Seriously man? You let her encourage this?" I said in a hushed tone so as to not let anyone know I was here watching my champions. He shrugged and kept his eyes on the match that was about to go down.

"Yeah, you try and hold her back from something as tempting as this." He said as his excuse. I shook my head and turned my gaze back to the match. I guess I guess I wont interrupt this unless it gets out of hand.

Miss Fortune had gotten a yes from both sides indicating they were ready and threw her hand down for the fight to start. It got on its way when Kalista threw here first spear at Aatrox but it was easily deflected by a stroke of his blade. Leona rushed forward quickly, looking for an opening to bash her shield into Diana but was met with a quick side step. Diana was still on Leona's outer guard but got low, ducking a second follow through of the shield as it passed over her head. She was now on the inside guard and rose up, bringing her left fist up to get a hit in. Kalista tried to keep close, throwing another spear at Aatrox but this one was dodged as Aatrox was close enough to attack Leona's blind side. He pushed against her back just enough so that she couldn't avoid the hit Diana had thrown. Leona seemed surprised when she tried to pull back only to be met with a force blocking her retreat. Diana's fist came hard and landed on her chin, forcing her head back. Diana followed through with a second hit of her elbow on Leona's chin again, forcing her head back again.

Aatrox then grabbed the back of Leona's armor and pulled her to be in front of him and block another spear that had been thrown by Kalista. The shield Leona wielded blocked the spear and Aatrox then threw Leona back at her partner. Diana spun her weapon and then put the tip into the ground, having three white spheres appear. They circled her as they usually did in official matches and she ran towards Leona and Kalista with the orbs keeping close. As she got within her weapons reach to strike at them, she did, lifting her crescent blade and looking to hit Kalista. She was met with a recovered shield of Leona, blocking her attack, well her initial one. Light arced out from her blade and reached around Leona, striking Kalista and blinding her for a moment. Diana took that as her chance to use her ultimate and dash the rest of the way, striking Kalista once more with extra hitting force. Her orbs struck home and as the third popped, it gave Diana a clear orb shield to absorb any damage Kalista might throw. But was Diana threw another strike to hit Kalista in the back, Leona tried to react only to let her defenses down and get struck in the back herself by Aatrox. She turned back around to defend against him but he already took flight and dashed back to the ground where Kalista was, knocking her up from the impact. Kalista didn't have any time to react to all the sudden attacks and was quickly put down when Diana summoned more strength from her passive and dealt the final blow to knock Kalista out. She slashed once more at the airborne opponent to which Kalista gave a shriek of pain. Diana then hooked her blade against Kalista's stomach and pulled her down to the ground with even more force and finishing her off.

Kalista laid there barely moving and my champions put their focus bak towards Leona. She was already moving to try and finish them, only to have Aatrox use his wings to call forth condensed air and send them towards her. She held up her shield, taking most of the impact but was met with another lunar strike. As she too was blinded by the effect, she felt another force hit her hard from behind and another slash at her. Leona reacted on instinct and turned around quickly, popping her shield off as quick as she could and hit something, stunning it for a second to give her a chance to recover. She was only met with the ground beneath her shaking and the next thing, she was in the air just as Kalista since Aatrox yet again dove at her from above. Aatrox then gathered his strength and called the winds to his wings and took flight, using his ultimate. He jumped up to meet Leona in the air and began slashing at her with incredible speed. Leona could only yelp in pain as each of his stokes hit home.

After the flurry of hits, she finally hit the ground, landing on her feet somehow but that quickly changed once Diana hooked her foot with her blade and pulled it outwards and up. After this, she did a move that looked familiar. She brought her left fist back and threw it at Leona's face while she was off balance. She landed the blow right on the bridge of Leona's nose and forced Leona onto her back. Aatrox floated down and seemed to let his ultimate end. As Leona tried to get up, he held his blade at her throat to let her know that she had been defeated. Miss fortune came back and waved her hands above her head whilst blowing a whistle.

"And that's the match! The winners are Diana and Aatrox. Great match to all!" She said with enthusiasm. At that, Aatrox sent his blade back to the void it had come from. Diana did the same and they both had begun to walk back to the others and take their seats. As Leona and Kalista got up, I was nodding my head with my eyes open in great fascination at what I had just watch. Since when did they have such great teamwork? Had they been practicing and I just didn't notice?

Then out of nowhere, a load laugh came from the crowd. Diana and Aatrox stopped and turned around slowly to see a well-dressed summoner walking into the arena. Oh no, this can only mean bad things. He started clapping his hands and his boastful laugh went down to a chuckle.

"Very well done you seven. Well done indeed." He said. He had pretty long hair, going passed his shoulders and towards the middle of his back. It was un-kept which made it really look like he didn't care about his hairs looks. He had a bit of acne and green eyes. There was a burn scar it seemed running down the left side of his neck. His skin was the usual white, no tan but not very pale either. As I realized who it was from the distance, my anger began to rise. This was the summoner who solely made my life here the living hell that it was. His name a sword on my tongue as it was painful to say and made me want to cut it out.

"Raiden…"I whispered under my breath. My anger was growing by the second as I watched him walk before my champions.

"You see, you all have impressed us today, ever since you started the challenges this morning. Spreading word that you'll take on any opponent without giving a reason of doing so. And you have done fantastic so far! Putting champions and summoners in their place alike! You even let some summoners fight together against one of you and you would win! How nice of you to 'even the odds'" He called out in his annoying shrill voice. Diana and Aatrox didn't say a word, only continued to watch him as everyone here was. He held his hands out towards the crowd as he spoke again.

"But I say…you seem to have only been facing bronze and silver rankers. Where have all the gold ranks been, hmm? Where have the real challenges been, hmm? You seven haven't really beat anyone important. You've been accepting challenges that you know you can only win. If you ask me, you're all really just a bunch of pussies." He said. That was when my anger took a step up and I was growing furious. My champions seemed to have the same idea, Aatrox and Diana both bringing their weapons back and turning to face him. Miss Fortune looked at the summoner and put her hand on her hip.

"So are you issuing a challenge to Diana and Aatrox?" She asked to him to which he kept his gaze on the two and smirk still.

"No. Not at all." He said. To which Miss Fortune began waving him off.

"Then shut your mouth and leave the arena. You're not wante-"She began to say but was interrupted by Raiden.

"I challenge all seven of them." He said. That brought a gasp out of maybe half the crowd that had gathered to watch the matches go on today. All my champions seemed to begin to rise, already accepting it but I knew from this guys power that he was at least Diamond III…he knew all their moves and tactics so he could beat them easy.

"All seven? What makes you think you can take them?" Miss Fortune asked to which he stood up straight and crossed his arms.

"I am Raiden Ravensword. A Diamond two ranker. I have the right to challenge as many champions as I want in a fight. So long as I don't kill them. And trust me, I'll leave you all on the brink…so you can crawl back to your retarded summoner and beg him for forgiveness of this grand defeat you're about to suffer." He said, while putting on his signature fighting gloves. He was a hand to hand specialist and occasionally when he really wanted to win, he would bring in a hidden dagger. But he only did that if he was about to lose a fight. My champions began to rise to the challenge, their pride on the line but this is where I drew the line. I drew my blade, drawing attention to myself and people began noticing who I was right away. They started to move back but I was already ahead of them.

I jumped up into the air, as high as I could and threw my sword down to in front of Diana and Aatrox. It buried itself in the dirt and gave a startle to them. They looked at the sword and recognized it and I knew they were going to look for me in the crowd next. I then used the teleport spell and was instantly where my sword was, right hand on its hilt and me on my left knee. I rose slowly and when I was at full height, I looked over at Raiden with a face of pure anger. He met my gaze with one of irritation.

"Summoner! Where did you come from?!"Asked Diana. I didn't give her a response, only kept my gaze on this fuck head of a summoner.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the rodent." He said. He put his hands at his sides now, ready to move on an attack if he needed to and I was ready to receive him, for I had been ready for this fight for a year now. "So you want your beating now instead of at the Mock Battles? Fine with me. Either way, I get to pummel your face in again, maybe give you a new scar."

My anger only continued to grow because I was hoping to explain who he was to my champions before I met him on the field again. Now they were going to have questions and want answers that I wasn't ready to give yet.

"Not here Raiden and you know we can't fight without an elder summoner. You don't count since you're the one fighting. So back the fuck off and wait for the Mocks." I said in a hardened tone. He seemed to not be okay with that answer since he was just itching for this fight. But he knew I was right and after a moment, he calmed down and crossed his arms again before giving another smirk to me.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever. Guess your champions are lucky for now. They can wait in anticipation for your utter loss in a week. Keep it together until then rodent so I can crush it later." He said with final words as he walked back to the crowd, having people move aside as he left. Everyone seemed to watch him leave and once he left down one of the halls, people looked back at me as if expecting some kind of declaration of war on Raiden. But I had no intentions of doing that.

"Alright, shows over! My champions will be fighting no one else today. These fights are ended!" I shouted at everyone. That's when people started to leave in groups. As the tension that built up from that small face off with Raiden and I, people began talking about the fights that had already happened. I turned back to look at my champions who looked back at me with worry, their weapons away and waiting for an order from me. I said nothing and just sheathed my weapon, turning to follow the crowds back to the lobby so I could head back to my room.

This was going to be a quick question and answer when they got back to the room because I was pissed beyond belief at Raiden, but they had still disappointed me.

-Rengar

After our summoner had looked at us without words, when we were expecting to be yelled at, he just put his weapon in its holster and left with the rest of the summoners that had gathered at what was supposed to be just private practice for us seven. Then the disgraced blade had to get carried away and challenge other hunters when it was needed! But alas, I cannot deny that I was happy to take them since most that came were easy prey. We all didn't say anything to each other for we knew we had upset our summoner. After the crowds had left, we waited a bit longer in our silence and then I led by cleaning up whatever mess I had made and started to leave. Yasuo followed suit and then the rest. When we reached the lobby from the winding hallways, there were still groups of hunters speaking amongst themselves and whence they saw us seven, they quieted down and avoided eye contact as we made our way to the lifts. Once we were all inside, I pressed our floor and the doors shut, only to be opened again in a few quick seconds on our floor. As I looked down the hallway, I could already sense the anger coming from our summoner in the room. The doors were closed but I could still sense it.

If fear was something I could feel often, it was only when I faced a foe truly frightening. I had only felt scared once of Carah once but I wasn't nearly as scared as I was right now of Fox. But I still needed to face him and accept my punishment for disappointing him this day. I began walking towards the room and felt my fellow champions follow. With every step I took, the smell of Fox grew, which meant he had been out doing his runs that I had seen him do before we were bound. It makes me more proud of my young hunter to see that he had his own habits that kept him sharp and well. Once I reached the door, I looked behind me to see if the others were ready. Aatrox held a face of neutrality, Fizz had one of worry as did Ahri, whose ears were down and her tails drooping. Sona had her arms clasped by the opposite hands and her face showed fear above all. Yasuo and Diana had on angered faces but that was probably more towards the Diamond hunter rather than our own. I turned back without speaking and ran the keycard to our room over the sensor and hear the gears unlock the room. As I opened the door, we were met with Fox leaning against the couch, his bottom resting near the top edge with his arms crossed and a face that we had tried to prepare for.

One of disappointment.

I entered the room and felt Yasuo walked passed me quickly, getting in front of Fox and getting down on one knee. Diana walked passed as well and kneeled next to him, facing Fox. I followed their example quickly and looked at the ground to show my position of being a champion and Fox being our summoner. I sensed all the other had done the same so we were all kneeling to him to show we were at his service. We held quiet for a few moments before Ahri spoke up on all our behalf.

"Fox were sor-"She began to say but was quickly interrupted.

"What the FUCK was that shit goin on?!"Fox yelled, wanting immediate answers to our rash actions in his eyes. Ahri seemed to sink lower after he yelled that to which Aatrox continued.

"It was meant to be a simple private training session amongst ourselves, summoner." He began. But before the demon could go on, Fox started again.

"Private? Private?! There were like 200 people there! 200 summoners none the less AND you were fighting them?!" He yelled. Yasuo quickly stepped in to help defuse the situation.

"My greatest apologies summoner, it was my fault. Another summoner had passed by and began watching us and started to spread the word. Once another champion came by, they asked for a quick sparring match against me and I let my pride get in the way and I accepted. Once I won I challenged any champion and that's when the crowds began to form. The initial blame lies with me." He said. At that, none of us wanted to say anything for fear that it would only add to the fire of our summoners' anger. But after a moment, Fox gave a sigh before speaking again.

"Just please tell me you weren't getting in these private sessions so as to get stronger and try to prevent what the being said was going to happen." He said and we kept our words back, for that is the exact reason of our training. He took our silence as the answer and groaned from frustration it seemed. "Guys, you don't need to try to prevent it."

That was when I couldn't hold my words back any longer. "Young Hunter, we are only trying to keep you from harm, as is our duty to you! We do not apologize for seeking to improve our strength, only for the disgrace of your name for fighting on your behalf."

"There is no keeping me from harm! There will always be something that can hurt me and the only thing you all can do is minimize the damage! But trying to prevent my death is a losing battle right from the start because death is a for sure thing in any form of life!" Fox yelled back.

"But when it comes is never set!" Yelled Fizz. Fox looked over at him, not saying anything, only giving a face of question. Fizz took this as a chance to explain further. "We may not be able to prevent your death but we sure as shit can postpone it till were damn good and ready to let you die. And let me tell you, we die before we let that happen." He finished up and at that, we all nodded in agreance. Fox looked over our faces one by one and he must've saw that we were telling the truth because his face began to relax. After looking us over once more he sighed again and leaned back, closing his eyes.

"Fair enough." He said as he opened his eyes again and looked at us. We still remained quiet, waiting for our summoner to say anything else and for his permission to rise. "I'm sorry for freaking out. I was fine with you guys wanting to get stronger. It's just that…fucking Diamond Dick Raiden.."He said and that brought back the questions that were brought to my mind when he spoke to Fox down in the arena.

"Yes summoner, about that. What was he speaking of?" I asked, starting the flow of questions from among us.

"Yeah, what the hell did he mean pommel your face AGAIN?" Fizz asked to emphasize my meaning of my question. Fox rubbed the back of his neck with his right hand before pulling off his shirt and tossing it aside, revealing his toned upper body with a few muscles showing their outlines. I then noticed the scars as I had before and wondered the stories behind them. He then pointed to the most prominent one near his collarbone running parallel to it.

"This right here is what he was talking about. He gave this to me four years ago, a couple of months after I had officially joined the league and started showing quick progress in classes. He called me out to come practice with him one day and I accepted thinking it was going to be a friendly match but it was all so different. Once I arrived and he told me he just wanted to teach me some stuff and as we were fighting and going through stuff in the book, he started adding in stuff that only high rankers would know. Since I learn combat moves quickly, I picked up on a couple and repeated them against him with success and gave myself a pat on the back for doing so. He then grew angry that I dared to hit him and then attacked me full force. I held my own for a couple of attacks until one of his stupid friends came along and caught me off guard with a hit to the back of the head. Raiden then hit me full force from the front and put me on my back. I was out of breath and while I was done, his friends decided to hold me down while he pulled a dagger and buried it deep into my collar." Fox told us with horror. His face grew with irritation and anger as he told us and we could only look at him with sympathy and anger ourselves that a summoner would be so coward as to attack him unfairly. This summoner Raiden was not a true hunter!

"As I laid there, screaming in pain, he just hung over me with a smirk and said, 'Don't ever think you are great. You're just a mirror waiting to be broken and the sooner you learn that rodent, the better.' And took the stupid dagger out and left, leaving me there to bleed. Luckily another classmate of mine showed up and helped me get to the hospital." Fox said. We all held silent, still taken back by the story of how our summoner hated this person and the hate spread to us it seemed, fairly quickly.

"So that's why you hate being called rodent…?"Fizz asked and Fox just nodded.

"Well, that and it's just degrading. So if you guys can hold back on not calling me that, ever, yeah, that'd be great." Fox said and we all seemed to nod and look towards Fizz. He looked from side to side then nodded earnestly.

"Oh yeah, you won't hear that from me anymore." He said and we turned our attention back to Fox. He was smiling now and giving us all a look over once more before I asked my final question on the matter.

"Then what do we do now, young hunter?" I asked, to which he looked at me and smirked that devious smirk for when he has a plan.

"You all help me get ready." He said and Ahri was the one to address that question.

"Ready for what?"

He then gave yet another sweep over us before standing up straight and giving an answer I could back with all my strength.

"To kill a Raven."

-Final Notes

Once again, I would like to apologize deeply for not updating the story for several months. I will admit I lost interest in the story for a while but also have been distracted with Destiny, School and Life in general. The one thing that helped was you guys asking me not to let the story die and letting me know that this is one of your favorite fan-fictions. So to all who have kept hope alive and let your voices be heard, I have listened and shall come back to finish what I started.

Please do leave a review or a word letting me know how I did as a comeback from such a long break. Let me know that you haven't lost complete faith, it'll be nice to hear from my beloved readers again. Until next chapter, have a great day.

Peace out my Peeps.

-SoundFox