Twenty-two year old Kal has finally graduated from the Institute of War. Eager for his first political confrontation he returns home to Ionia to meet his bound champion and to train for the next fifteen years until the next conflict. However, he will soon learn that one's soul doesn't always fit perfectly with what one has in mind, and the fox, Ahri may be more than he can handle.

Garen Crownguard had never questioned the absolute truth that was the Demacian way of life. It wasn't until he clashed blades with Katarina DuCouteau, the reknowned Noxian assassin, that Garen realized that what is true was a great deal more complicated than it first appeared. Set against a backdrop of deceit, political games, and a continent sliding into chaos. Garen/Katarina

Finally something pushed them over the edge. Although they cannot die, for their souls, like all champions, are stored within the Institute, Diana and Leona still continue the eternal fight of the Sun and the Moon. What was once purposely ignorance of the other's existance has evolved into a final battle in the Howling Abyss. But then again, things are rarely what they seem.

Legue of Legends Fanfic set in an A.U. hundreds of years in the future created as part of a challenge with friends and as my homage to the Steel Legion skin, rated M because I'm not sure what it will contain in the end, but it may get M, all critics welcome, with the exception of the tipical "I don't ship Garen Kat", I'm not interested in those

What happens if Garen and Katarina meet each other not on the battlefield as adults, but as kids in a cave? Will friendship or even love bloom between them? This is a GarenxKata fanfic and the story is when they both are teenagers. It's finally completed!

On the Fields of Justice, Leona was a veritable tank. It took an amazing amount of strength to break through her Eclipse—the shield of magical energy that the Sun granted her knights with—and so she sometimes forgot what it was like to feel anything at all. That was why she needed this—this intense swirl of sensations that Diana brought her.