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Chapter 14

Quinn sighed in relief. Jarvan had seen her in the head count, but he hadn't noticed her slip away while they were looking for Garen. Perfect. Now, to find Talon. She had told him she would see him later, after all.

She whistled. "Valor!" she called. The Demacian Eagle swooped down onto her shoulder. "Would you mind carrying me up to the trees? Then you can go eat." Valor cawed and gripped her shoulders.

Moments later, Quinn had dropped onto the treetops and was peering down at where she had sighted Talon. Apparently, he was talking to Garen and Katarina. "Wow, Garen," she muttered. "Very Demacian of you."

Shifting slightly, Quinn moved closer to hear what Garen was complaining about. Crrrrack! Quinn had enough time to think, OH shit, before the branch under her snapped.

Quinn landed in Talon's lap with a loud, "Umph!" Wincing, Talon glared at the woman in his lap. "Could you be any heavier?" he asked, as if he had expected somebody to fall from the sky. He shifted slightly so that both of them were more comfortable. "Sorry," Quinn breathed, looking at him.

She gently sat up and stared at Katarina and Garen, who were staring back, dumbfounded. "Quinn," Garen finally managed. "What are you doing here?" Quinn huffed. "I could ask you the same thing. Everyone's looking for you! They all split up to look around for you."

Garen groaned. "Great." Katarina patted his shoulder. "You'll think of something, mm?" Quinn rolled her eyes. "Garen here, is probably one of the worst people to count on when it comes to imagining things and lying." Katarina paused. "Well then, hon, your screwed."

Garen glared at the red head. "Thanks," he said sarcastically. Katarina laughed. "No problem." Garen couldn't help but chuckle at her, and her moment of innocence. Quinn, on the other hand, looked ready to barf. "Can you guys take this romance scene elsewhere?" she grumbled.

Katarina looked at her and smirked. "And what will you and Talon do while we're gone, hmm?" Blushing furiously, Quinn shrank back into Talon's chest, who was simply sitting there in silence with his face under his hood.

Quinn turned to Talon, her face still bright red. "You're not going to say anything about this?" she questioned. He shrugged. "You're so quiet." Quinn pouted. Talon sighed. "Why can't I just be quiet?" Quinn shrugged. "Sometimes its just...awkward, I guess."

Talon raised his eyebrows. "Does this make it less awkward?" he pulled down his hood and revealed his sienna eyes and chocolatey hair. His face was slightly pink but there was no emotion on his face. Quinn smiled. "Yeah."

Katarina winked. "Oooh, Talon, haven't seen that face since you were 13!" Talon glared at his foster sister. "Shut up," he grumbled. Katarina laughed. "Ahhh, getting feisty, huh? Well, I'm sure Quinn can fix that."

Quinn turned an even brighter shade of red, and stuttered, "W-what-why would you even think-no!"

Talon, on the other hand simply stayed silent and wrapped his arms tighter around Quinn's waist. She sighed. "I wish I could get away with being silent..." Talon laughed. "It's just not you," he said, patting her head fondly.

Pouting, the purple haired woman shoved her face into his chest and stayed there. Katarina raised her eyebrows. "You have quite an attachment there, Talon."

Elise slowly cracked open her eyes, sighing. She felt a comfortable weight on her chest and looked down. Kha'zix was nestled next to her, purring every so often. When was the last time she had slept so...peacefully?

It must have been decades ago. Or maybe when she was still human.

Was Kha'zix the source of this? But why? She gently shook the Void Reaver awake. "What is it," he hissed, shaking his head. "Oh," Elise said in surprise. "There's nothing wrong. Are you used to only waking up to threats?"

The Void Reaver nodded silently, twitching. "You are not hurt?" he asked. Elise smiled reassuringly. "No, dear, no." She petted his head in an attempt to relax the purple creature. He relaxed slightly, very slightly, before mumbling, "Shall I go hunt?"

Raising her eyebrows, Elise shook her head. Snapping her fingers, she easily summoned a small group of spiderlings. "Would you be a little darling," she spoke to the largest spider, "And lead the others to find a meal for us?" Hissing, the spider scuttled off, with the others in its wake.

"You do not need to hunt yourself?" Kha'zix questioned. The Spider Queen shook her head. "No, but at times I do hunt myself, when I wish to. It makes me feel...more alive." Kha'zix grinned. "Shall we go on a hunt, then, Elise?"

Kalista laughed as Thresh missed yet another hook. "Getting a bit rusty there, Thresh," she taunted. "I thought you were better than this." Snarling, Thresh retorted, "Your not doing your best either, Kalista."

This was true. She was doing better than Thresh, but she still missed a few spears every once in a while. Shaking the response off, Kalista threw spear after spear.

Hit, hit, miss, miss, miss, hit, hit, hit, hit, miss...

She gritted her teeth. She kept missing, no matter how hard she concentrated on hitting Thresh's body. Why? A terrible time to hesitate. Thresh threw his scythe out once again, and because she wasn't moving, she was pulled forward.

Laughing, Thresh flayed her away, sending her into a nearby terrain. "Arrgh!" she hissed as a sharp rock pierced her armor and into her back. Thresh hit her again and again. The Chain Warden felt a slight twinge of guilt as she screamed in agony, the sharp rock digging deeper and deeper into her skin.

"Have you had enough of your fun, Thresh?" she panted, her breathing coming out raggedly.

"I've just gotten started, dear Kalista," Thresh smiled.

Well, sorry, it took me a bit to get this chapter out. But hope you enjoyed, leave me a review for suggestions or just comments in general!