Author's Note: Woohoo, I'm back! This chapter is short but it contains some damn good stuff. xD Pls don't kill me, I didn't intend things to go that way but that chapter kind of wrote itself :( It was just TOO MUCH to resist xD Nvm, I shall remind you that this Monday we got our second Q&A coming up! Ask any characters about literally anything! More than one questions are always welcome (since iHookGirls protested on not having the priviledge to question more than one character xDD) Anyways, back to our chapter!
The cold bothered her in many ways. It negatively affected her job both in and out of the rift. But it wasn't the cold November night that bothered her tonight. It was the feeling of her ice cold heart and gloomy tears that threatened their way down to her cheeks. She stared at the bounty hunter's cabin door and sighed. " You ratchet skank. " she thought as she felt warm hands snaking on her sides.
" Calm down my love. Don't bother your soul with such emotional burdens. " the Warden whispered, pulling her to his chest and stroking her hair. She let a small sob escape her lips, as she buried her face in his toned chest. " Thresh, I-" she started but couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence.
" Hush, love. Ease your mind off everything. What do you see? " he questioned and she looked up at him, her eyes glistening.
" I see darkness. No small beams of light or anything else. Just pure darkness. " she replied and he smiled.
" That's it. Now tell me, what is torturing your soul? I am aware you keep something from me but you can't hold it any longer. Feel free to release it. " he comforted her and she exhaled.
" Is TF around? " The Warden nodded negatively and she continued.
" Good, because it's time you find out the truth about this book and for the night my family died. " she finished and the spectre stared at her scowling.
" How are those two topics even related? " Vayne smiled sadly at his ignorant comment and narrated.
" Many knew the Vayne family to be one of the most respected nobility members in Demacia, heck even Runeterra. But behind closed doors, everybody has a secret. And in my case, our secret was our downfall and death. You see, this book is not just a spell guide for necromancy. It was also my mother's diary. " she stopped for a second to catch her breath, but the lump in her throat was hard to swallow.
" Interesting. Please continue. " the Warden spoke, a newfound interest grew inside him.
"As you may know, I had Vladimir translate every single text on this book for me. The first pages were simple spells, nothing suspicious. But as we moved on, I discovered the truth. Apparently, my mother was something more than a simple mortal. She was a necromancer, yes. But she was...an undead one. " she choked on her words, drowning her tears in an attempt to continue. To say Thresh was beyond surprised would be an understatement.
" Are you sure, love? Undead people cannot create a family. " he argued and she was quick to reply back.
"No, but half undead people can. She was a necromancer, Thresh. Death was just a toy in her hands. " Vayne explained and he nodded, finally understanding her situation.
"So, she was the one who killed your family. And after that she killed herself from regret. " he assumed and she shook her head.
" She didn't kill them. I did. " she admitted finally bursting into tears; the ones she's been holding for several minutes now.
His pale green eyes narrowed in confusion.
" But, how?" he asked, lifting her chin high enough to face him.
" My mother wanted a heir to hold her powers, so as to continue her legacy for the upcoming generations. So she transmitted her powers on me, starting to train me everyday to become a new version of her. The change was too much for my 5-year-old self to handle though. Then, that bloody night came. I slaughtered everyone mercilessly starting from my younger siblings. I left my parents last, killing my defenseless father first. My mother with all the strength she could muster, wrote my last will and testament before I tore her to pieces. And I quote: 'Shall anybody find this book, you are obliged to imprison the undead by the name Shauna Vayne of Demacia in this very book, for she is probably the most fearsome threat regarding the human species. With the following ritual, you ought to bring this terror to Justice. Ignore my words and Runeterra shall be doomed in eternal darkness. '.
Once she finished, the Warden's expression changed from curiosity to one Vayne has never seen before. Worry. He was genuinely worried about her and she couldn't measure if this was a good or a bad thing.
" You want to imprison yourself inside the book, don't you? That's why you needed me on this quest. I was the only one who could extract your soul and keep it inside the book. " She nodded affirmatively , grabbing his hand.
"You are right but the time is near so please, help me fulfil my last wishes. " she begged and the Warden only nodded complying.
" First things first, promise me Lucian will never find out about this. Ever. " she pleaded and he nodded.
" Let's hope he doesn't. " he said and she regarded him in disbelief.
" Whatever ,that suits me as well. I also have a second request. " she said more hesitantly this time. " I'm listening" the Warden spoke, his attention focused on her.
"If you asked me several months ago, I would consider this crazy but now I know I am doing the right thing. When the quest is over and my soul is safely kept in the book, please keep it. Carry it with you, always. Keep it away from this world and always with you. Like you said many moons ago, it will be a long eternity and it'd be nice to spend it with someone by my side. "
The Warden shivered, a weird feeling creeping on him. How was he suddenly able to feel was a different story. It didn't matter right now. All he cared about was the woman in front of him.
"Shauna" he whispered cautiously.
"Yes? "
"Kiss me. "
"Thresh..."
"It's not like you didn't want to do this since the trip started. Besides, I can guarantee it will make you feel better. "
She didn't need to be told twice. A hesitant delicate hand made its way up on his human face, cupping his cheek. The look on her eyes screamed lust but her senses were holding her back. The Warden's impatience had grown thin as he grabbed both of her wrists, forcing her lips to his. The moment they first touched could only be described as magic. She entangled her fingers with his ash white locks, deepening the kiss. Fireworks were exploding in her stomach in a symphony of colours and sizes, as her mind drifted off to a better place, far away from the ruthless reality. He, on the other hand, felt an unfamiliar tugging in his chest, something beating so loud he bet she could hear it as well. Was it...a heartbeat? He wasn't sure. But one thing he was sure about was that this memory would be forever craved on his rather twisted mind. Forever.
" So, let me put this straight. I will reveal Malcolm's location as soon as you fulfil my demands. Then and only then." Sarah Fortune clarified, sipping on her red wine.
" Look, Sarah. I am not here to play games. The information you hold is crucial and I am willing to have a serious conversation about what your price will be. I repeat, I only take serious requests. "
Sarah Fortune smiled, approaching him slowly and steadily. She put a firm hand on his shoulder, tracing lines up and down his neck.
" Why take the hard road when there is a much easier way? " Lucian flinched at this, his mood now alternating from calm and collected to extremely irritated.
" That's it. I am bringing Vayne inside. Let's see if your charm works on her instead. " he threatened and she remained speechless for several seconds.
" Alright, Demacian. Here is a 'serious' price. Retrieve my people who are held hostages by Captain Gangplank and I will provide you with the information you need. How does that sound? " she proposed and he smiled.
"Now you are talking. But there is something I need to seal the deal. "
In a swift movement, he grabbed a golden necklace from her jewellery box, inspecting it. Her eyes narrowed with anger, her voice raising significantly.
" You can't take that! It's the only thing I have left from my dead family. "
He held it firmly in his hands and looked back at her now fuming form.
" I will keep this as a pledge and return it unharmed once you provide us with the information we need. Negotiations are over, Miss Fortune. " he said as he stepped outside from the cabin with a proud smile on his face.
" Aye mate, that did not take long. Was she that easy?" Twisted Fate asked with a smirk.
" As much as the temptation was, I did not negotiate that way. I preferred the role of the bad guy instead. " he joked showing the mage the piece of jewellery he gathered as a pledge.
" No way. " the mage whispered impressed. " That was so foul, mate. Welcome to my world! " Twisted Fate cheered and Lucian couldn't help but smile at his reaction. " So, what was her price? " the mage asked curious.
" Tell me, partner, what do you know about Captain Gangplank? "
Author's Note vol2: You have been warned! I told you there would be so many reveals and hot stuff on this xD So, expect the Q&A on Monday and a full of action Chapter 11 on the next Friday!
AndHisNameIsCena: Ikr xDD
DarkStarVarus: Thanks!
iHookGirls: The bot lane I've been talking to you about xD
crazyLatern: Well at least MF has a great taste in men. xD (*whispers* Vayne too :3)...that "Senna" move was quite disturbing to write tbh. I could only imagine how Lucian felt after that, it made me so sad :(((
GlowingDoom: YOU CAN'T HATE THRESH. You just can't. I mean, the guy could kill me and torture me for hours and I'd still be like "more pls" xD jk
Now, Lucian and Vayne will be another thing...time will show!
That was all! See you on Monday with the Q&A. Let's see what you have to ask. ;)