(Leblanc - PoV)
I smile at the face that appears in the mirror.
She glares in return.
"Leblanc," Katarina growls out.
It seems she has finally given up trying to find me in person. A pity, it has been quite amusing leading her around the city. I even managed to get her to dive into the sewers at one point! I still can't believe she fell for that. She should know better by now.
"My dear Katarina, whatever seems to be the problem?"
"Don't even give me that shit, you know the problem! What the fuck Leblanc? The Black Rose comics. The inside of my fucking house. My secret rooms. Noxus fucking communication mirrors!" she shouts.
Oh my, she is quite worked up. I don't think the sewers agreed with her. I do hope she at least had a shower before calling.
"What the hell are you doing!?" she continues. "How many secrets have you thrown out into the world for everyone to see?"
"Oh far more than that," I admit. "I've been slipping secrets, minor and major, into that comic for years now."
"The ritual spells work too," I add offhandedly. I am quite proud of that little bit.
She stares at me.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" she asks.
I laugh.
Oh if only you knew, little girl. But you don't deserve that. I like my jokes, but I'm not that cruel.
"Relax dear, it's just a prank. As I said, I've been doing it for literal years and no one has noticed. Not even when people get eaten or worse by whatever horror they stupidly summon up."
I note her flinch at the idea. Interesting.
"I even gave you plenty of chances to realize for yourself. I have certainly sent you enough copies."
She grimaces, before sighing.
"Copies you threw away, I believe? Assuming I was simply spamming you with nonsense?"
She reluctantly nods.
I release another small laugh.
"I will admit, however, while I did suspect the reason you contacted me, I do not know how you found out. Care to enlighten me?"
Seeing the calculating look on her face I add, "I will give you two mirrors for your new, house-guests."
Her face flickers through a great number of emotions before settling on resignation.
"Agreed. It was Lux actually. She is apparently a fan of your...series."
I blink. Oh? This sounds quite promising.
"Do tell."
Katarina sighs. Yes, this sounds very promising.
...
It is.
I don't even try to hide my smile as she begins, or my laughter as she finishes.
It is everything I hoped for when I started leaking information into the comic.
"Are you happy now?" Katarina asks grumpily.
"Oh yes, my dear, oh yes. You will get the mirrors shortly."
"And the comic?" she asks.
"What about it?" I feign confusion.
She glares. "It's over, right? You've had your fun."
I gasp. "After this kind of success? Why of course not! Our intrepid hero has fallen into the clutches of his arch-nemesis, but light will yet prevail! We have entire arcs yet to go! Though I suppose it may lose popularity in Demacia..."
The redhead sighs in resignation before closing the connection.
I don't even have time to set the mirror down before it vibrates again. Oh? Now, who could this be?
"The girl. I want her."
Morgana's striking visage fills the surface.
"I'm afraid I will need you to be a tad more specific, my dear."
"No games, Leblanc, you know exactly who I am talking about. There is no way you didn't see her little light show earlier."
I hum noncommittally.
"Define want."
'I...I don't know. I, damn you Leblanc, I don't even need to say it, you know why. She reminds me of Kayle, even just some tiny bit. I thought...well, ok, no, I knew I was nowhere near over it, but I thought I could ignore it and get by, but now? Seeing some remnant of her so close? A little reminder? I don't care."
She pauses, closing her eyes and calming herself, and taking the time to actually consider. Oh yes, she must be quite worked up if she called me in such a state.
"She looks young. Very young. And Demacian? She can't be well trained. I will teach her."
Morgana opens her eyes again, focusing on me as if to stare into my soul. Good luck with that, my dear. Let me know if you find it.
"You do realize she is something of a hot commodity right now? Swain himself has considered taking her as an apprentice. Even I have. Her talent for light magic has so many promising applications for illusionism."
Morgana glares at me dangerously. Oh yes, she has it bad.
"I am calling in my favor. I want an angelic little apprentice, Leblanc, agreed?"
I lean back and pose as if considering.
It is for show, there isn't anything to consider. I can't wait to see how this turns out. Demacia is going to go mad.
"Hmm, I will make sure they hear the offer, and make it convincing, but I cannot force them, you understand?"
Morgana grimaces but nods in acceptance.
"And angelic? Well, I suppose it is not in-accurate...so long as you are referring to yourself," I say with a small smirk.
Her confused expression is delicious, as always
"From what I have heard she is quite the little minx, taking far more after yourself than Kayle. I do believe she is already fucking Katarina...and her Brother. Do be careful dear, lest you find yourself added to her new harem.
I close the connection to her gaping like a fish.
It's the little things that keep me going.
I must say, I am so proud of the girl though.
One simple little illusion. A playful bending of light. She meant it as a slap in the face to the people in Demacia who wronged her and now? Now it is spiraling completely out of control. I've heard Sivir asking around about her as well, and trying to get her hands on certain, private material. Material that has experienced a sudden massive surge in popularity.
And don't even get me started on all the cults in Demacia that are either springing up or crashing down. I don't even have to lift a finger.
One little trick of the light for a bit of petty revenge, and she has kicked off an entire porn genre, has multiple Champions willing to fight for her, and is causing as much internal strife and division across a world superpower as the plans of a feared and respected political mastermind and national leader with decades of experience.
All right after almost sabotaging one of the biggest events in modern history because of a long-running prank in a comic book run by yours truly. Oh, and destroying a laboratory full of literally priceless equipment because she was afraid she was in a porn comic.
Truly a girl after my own heart. Yes, we will watch your career with great interest.
Now, how will I spin this in my stories...