Hey guys I'm not dead :D! Sorry about not posting for weeks. I got pelted with chemistry labs and essays galore. I also got sick during that time and sadly I got distracted with other things got in the way of me writing. This is one of those reallllllllly long chapters (its something like 4000+ words) guys due to this being the first lengthy fighting scenario. Well I present chapter 7 of my fanfic!
Chapter 7: First Match
Elias had woken up with the most insufferable headache. Not only was his head searing in pain from rolling off the couch, but he was also now a gash etched across his arm which had been cut against Riven's sword. "Oww," he quietly whimpered in pain. He quickly tried to see what had cut him to see that it was the sword of the woman who he was pretty sure had it next to her. The sound of him hitting the ground must have been loud enough to have a startled Riven running from his bathroom. "What happened?!"
"I rolled off the couch and landed on my head," he bluntly replies. She walks over to him and helps him sit up back on the couch. Once he was seated on the couch, Elias had noticed that Riven was in nothing but a bath towel and was looming over him. A red flush began to envelop his cheeks before he said, "Thanks Riv..." in a small voice. At first the Exile didn't know what he was blushing at until she remembered what she was wearing. Now Riven's cheeks too were a bright shade of red. Both member's hearts started to beat at an extreme rate as they stared into each other's eyes.
The Judge quickly looked down embarrassed and shook his head, "I'm sorry I didn't know you were... you know...". He waited for the half naked female to pummel him with her sword and kill him but all she did was run back to the bathroom and slowly closed the door behind her. "That was way too close," he sighed to himself. However... her blushing like that looked really cute. Elias shook his head again and banged it against the arm of the couch, "I can't believe I just said that. I barely even know her and... there's Alice too, I can't abandon her just because I'm in another world." Those last words hit him where it hurts.
Was there a way to get home? He didn't want to abandon his new friends but at the same time he wanted to go home and set things right with Alice and other people as well. His train of thought was derailed when a now fully clothed Riven walked into the room and sat next to him. She looked at him with a small hint of red on her cheeks remaining. "Earlier uh... lets keep that between us?" Elias says quietly. The Exile nods silently and picks up her weapon.
"Don't you have a match today?" Riven asks him while clipping her sword to her side. The Judge cocks his head confused and looks at her. "No one told me about a match today," he replied. Her face soon switched to one that was as confused as his. "No one told you? I swear these summoners..." she muttered to herself. They both sat there quietly thinking when a constant drip sound was heard.
"Do you hear that?" Elias asks
Riven nods, "Yeah it sounds like water dropping... but I'm sure I turned off the shower earlier."
"Double check it perhaps?" suggests the Judge.
The white-haired woman nodded and went to check the faucet in the bathroom. After a few minutes she returned shaking her head. "There's nothi- Oh gods what happened to your arm!" she exclaims while pointing to his arm. Elias looks over at his arm to see it's now drenched in a thick red liquid. "Oh. That. I forgot about me slicing my arm on your sword," he says nonchalantly. Wait how the hell did I forget I got cut by her blade? Good job writer for forgetting that tidbit of info. Dumbass.
Riven quickly ran back to the bathroom and came out with a first aid kit. "I'll patch it up just give me a second," she says while opening the kit up. He knew the Exile was skilled in combat, but he didn't expect her to be this well educated in first aid. Elias took note of her carefully wiping away the blood and gently applying some form of peroxide on it before cleaning the wound up with what smelled like alcohol pads. It stung at first as alcohol does on open wounds but afterwards a soothing warmth came across the gash in the Judge's arm. Finally she began wrapping it up with some gauze and made sure it was securely wrapped on his arm.
"There... That should do it," she exclaims sounding triumphant. Elias lets a small chuckle slip from his mouth before ruffling her hair. Just as he realized what he'd done another wave of crimson washed over his face. "S-sorry," he stuttered. Riven didn't know whether to be puzzled at him ruffling her hair or to see that his own hair had changed colors. "It's alright but, wasn't your hair black yesterday?" Wait what? My hair changed colors?
Elias quickly ran over to the mirror and inspected his hair. Sure enough the color had faded to an silvery grey color, with small streaks of crimson running down to the tips. He sighs and messes with his hair trying to see if it was any different, but all he could find was the color had changed and not the style of it. "Well at least that didn't change," he grumbled to himself. Elias then walked out from the bathroom and saw that Riven was staring at him intensely. "What is it now?" he asked.
She shook her head and stood up with her sword now clipped at her side. "You're so weird. You came from another world and yet you're accepting this one without being confused or frightened," she replies with her head cocked to the side. Elias softly chuckles and sits down on the bed. "I honestly am scared of being here. Now that I realize that this world really exists, that means all the horrors that are lurking here exist as well. Some of the things I've read about Runeterra... they'd make a good horror story if told by the actual people." The white haired woman stares at him more before sighing and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Well if it's any consolation I feel kind of the same way as you. After defecting from Noxus... I've had a tough time living. Between Swain sending assassins to kill me, and being an exile, I feel scared and alone because I don't know what's out there lurking in the shadows." Elias gets the point of what she's saying and softly smiles. "Looks like I've made a new friend through a mutual feeling," he says while playfully punching her shoulder. She softly giggles and brushes her white hair behind her ear. That was one of the cutest things I have ever seen. Wait she is one of the cutest things I've ever seen, Elias thinks to himself. While thinking about how cute she was, a small blush crept itself up on his face.
Riven had noticed that he was blushing and nudged him playfully. "Hey remember you have that match today remember?" she reminded him. His face faded back to it's normal color and he cleared his throat. "So who is it I'm facing and who am I with?" he asks her still thinking about how cute she was. The Exile looks at him and flashes a warm smile, "Well as for who you're with it's Lux, Ezreal, Nasus, You, and my lovely self. As for who we're against..." She became uneasy when she had to tell him who they were up against. "We're up against Thresh, Hecarim, Karthus, Elise, and Mordekaiser." When she uttered the name 'Mordekaiser' she shivered out of fear.
"Great... Shadow Isle champions. Just what I needed for my first match." Elias grumbled to himself. Riven sighed and grasped his shoulders and shook him lightly. "It'll be fine Elias. I promise on... well what's left on my honor that you will make it through the same way you went in okay?" He smiled slightly at what she had said and nodded, "Alright then. I'll take you up on your word Riv." With that the two nodded in agreement before bounding out the door.
In the meeting room...
"So... uh, Good to see you guys," Elias perked up. Before Elias and Riven stepped into the room it was full of chatter. But when they both walked in the room it fell into silence. Lee Sin was sitting crisscross and meditating while Lux and Ezreal sat at the table in the center of the room. Elias had smiled awkwardly at Riven and she did the same while avoiding his eyes. Lux gigged at the two's interaction and nudged The Exile. "Sooo I heard that you were in Elias's room last night Rivy. You two do anything naughty?" Lux teased. Riven sighed and rubbed her temples at the blonde woman's words, "No we didn't do anything that your perverted mind thought we did. All that happened was I walked into his room, told him I needed a place to stay, he passed out on the couch, then I passed out on the bed."
The luminescent girl frowned as if her hopes and dreams were shattered by what really happened. Lux was about to open her mouth again before Ezreal put a hand on her shoulder. "Come on Lux give them a break. We don't want them to be sidetracked during the fight." He says sternly. She frowned even more and placed a hand on her hip before getting in Ezreal's face. "Well excuse me for wanting to know what my best friend was doing with a boy in a room all alone." Riven had stepped in to defend Ezreal before the three of them were in a heated argument. Elias sighed at the three champions bickering over what really happened in his room so he walked over to Lee Sin and sat next to him.
"So how's your day going Lee?" Elias asks the monk. The monk remains silent as he meditates more on... well whatever he was meditating on. The Judge studied him as he meditated in peace, taking note as the monk's breathing and pulse were but a whisper. Then something caught Elias's eye. While studying Lee, he noticed a faint glow emanating from the monk's chest. The silvery haired champion began to focus more on the glowing before a small flame became visible to him, but instead of it being the shape of normal flame it was in the shape a small tiger. He watched in wonder as it pranced gleefully out of Lee Sin's chest and ran around him.
The Judge began to start laughing when it rolled around like a puppy in the field. The champions ceased their fighting when they saw Elias lying on the ground and heard him cackling loudly. "Elias you okay?" Ezreal asks concerned. The Judge shakes his head and points towards Lee sin laughing even harder now, "The little tiger is rolling around like a puppy! This is too funny!" All of the champions looked towards him seriously with looks of concern on their faces. "Elias... there is no mini tiger rolling around in here." says a now serious Ezreal. "Wha-what do you mean there is none? It's sitting on Lee's shoulder right now," he points towards the blind monk's shoulder.
The three champions shook their heads in unison before Lee Sin spoke, "This one speaks the truth. You cannot see what is hidden, but he can see it clearly." The monk's words puzzled Ezreal, Lux, and Riven before he sighed softly. "His eyes are special. They let him see the souls of people and creatures... and in my case, my soul would be a tiger." Lee finished. While the other three nodded silently, Elias was now intrigued at his new found ability. The Judge was about to ask him more about seeing souls before a blue light enveloped him and the other champions. "Good luck guys!" Lux exclaims happily. In a bright flash of light the champions were no longer to be seen in the room.
When the champions landed onto the platform a hint of nostalgia flowed through Elias. He had seen the Rift various times through a lit screen but to see it in person was much more beautiful. The Judge looked around bewildered at the sight of his favorite realm when a voice entered his head. "Hello Elias? Can you hear me? This is your summoner for the time being. My name is Xero." the voice says. "Yes I can hear you loud and clear." Elias replies looking around. "Good good. Now I'm no novice summoner so you should have a good time learning your abilities and such. I'll need full control over your body to ensure the maximum amount of skill you can bring out alright? Also there's a mental connection between you and the other champions for you to call things out." Elias nods in agreement before his control over his body went to Xero.
He suddenly found himself running towards the shopkeeper and bought a Longsword and three red vials called health potions. Well at least he knows what he's doing, Elias thinks to himself. After buying his items the Judge ran down the middle pathway leading from his nexus. Must be blue side since I'm running up instead of down.
"So what kind of character am I Xero? By the item you got me it seems that I'm some form of physical damage champion." He asks his summoner. "Yes you are correct. By the way your stats read, it seems as if you're an AD Carry or off tank of sorts." the summoner replies. Nodding the Judge continues running down his lane before reaching his second turret, and his opponent. Standing, well floating in front of him, was a skeletal being bearing long white hair and was wearing a long red cloak with bits of armor attached to it, on his head was a large mitre that resembled something that the Pope in his world would wear but... less terrifying.
Elias felt something nag at his inner psyche when he laid eyes on the Lich, as if Karthus had done something terrible to him in the past. The Lich paid no attention to the Judge as he kept reading his spellbook and muttering something to himself. Shaking his head the Judge held out his hand and started to concentrate on his weapon materializing in front of him. A small flash of light came from in front of him and his scythe had made its way into Elias's hand. That had caught the attention of the Deathsinger. "I see you wield a weapon of death young one." his ghostly voice echos.
It made the silvery-haired champion shudder when the Lich spoke. Karthus took note at his shuddering and laughed evilly while slamming his book shut, "This should be fun. You reek of death like me, so let us see who is more worthy of death!" Soon after the announcer spoke and minions had begun spawning. Now the fight begins.
The first wave of minions went down as Elias swung his scythe through them and cut them down with ease. After a few minutes he had hit level 5 and Xero had him recall back to the fountain to buy his next item: The Vampiric Scepter. To his surprise the Judge's original scythe was was just a long pole with a curved blade had transformed into a long, single-piece metallic scythe that glowed an ominous yellow. However Elias couldn't dawdle any longer for the Deathsinger was pushing his first tower with a strong determination. To make the distance shortened he decided to use Teleport to move himself directly onto the tower which surprised the Lich causing him to damage Elias under the tower. The tower then switched its targeting to Karthus and began to blast him full of its energy shots, damaging him more and more he stood underneath it.
Right before Karthus was at the edge of his life, the Judge arched his scythe horizontally generating a shockwave from it. It struck the Deathsinger in the chest and cleaved his body in two causing the Lich to dissipate into a ghostly blue mist. "Finally he's gone." mutters Elias. His victory was short lived when he remembered the passive of Karthus: Death Defied. He quickly twirled around to meet the Lich grinning evilly and laughing, "You cannot kill that which is already dead!" Karthus then began to raise his arms into the air as he channeled his ultimate ability laughing even louder now.
"Everyone shield yourself now!" Elias screamed at the top of his mental lungs. The champions heard him just before his Requiem was released. Riven had used her Valor to dash away and shield herself, Lux had shielded herself and Ezreal, but it was too late for the Judge. The massive blast of energy was released and Elias felt a large force of energy explode onto him. He had never felt such pain before in his life as his body felt like it was burned by magma then alcohol was poured onto the wound. Luckily he survived the explosion and soon recalled back to heal himself.
"Fucking hell that hurt." grumbled Elias. He sat in the fountain for a bit as his health and mana slowly regenerated. Another flash of light was seen before Ezreal and Lux appeared before him also wounded but not as badly as himself. They bought a few items and sat next to the silvery haired champion, "Good call out man. You just saved us all from dying." The Judge found himself being pat on the back by the Prodigal Explorer who had a grin plastered on his face. "Well at least you guys got shielded in time. I got hit with the full force of that and man did it hurt like a bitch." A small chuckle came from Ezreal's mouth and he patted the young man's back again. "You'll get used to the pain eventually. Come on, we gotta take our lanes now." And with that the duo who wielded light were racing down back to their lane.
He rested for a few more seconds before running down his own lane to discover that Karthus had been missing. A very terrified "Oh shit." escaped from his mouth as he began to scan around for his lane opponent. "Guys Karthus is missing from mid have you seen him?" a terrified Elias asks to his teammates. That's when he heard Riven's cries for help. She was facing extreme odds facing not only the Master of Metal, but the Deathsinger as well. Elias quickly pushed up his lane slaughtering the minions and soon the tower afterwards before rushing to help Riven.
The Exile had to keep jumping in and out of combat to even damage both of her opponents. Her Broken Wings skill was very useful due to its last usage of knocking up her foes, and her other two skills allowed her to stun and dash away if the enemy got close to her. They helped her survive but barely by the skin of her teeth. Mordekaiser was trampling over her minions with a swing his massive metal mace, while Karthus was constantly casting his Lay Waste towards Riven to keep her at bay from attacking both of them. "Damn if only the others were here I'd be able to push them back." the crimson eyed woman mutters between gritted teeth. She kept cutting down minions as they got close to her but eventually she was pushed back to her first tower.
Trying relentlessly to push them back, the outnumbered champion continued to fight her way through waves of minions and the two champions assaulting her. All hope had seem lost until the Judge had finally arrived to help. He quickly began to twirl his scythe in his hand before swinging it and generating the shockwave once again, killing all of the minions who were assaulting the tower. The two Shadow Isles champions were dumbfounded at what had happened and began retreating towards their own tower. "We can't let them get away." Elias shouts to Riven. She nods and begins focusing her runic power in her sword. It slowly began to mold itself back into it's original full form, the green energy surrounding it to empower it even further. The sword was now complete again and the two champions began chasing after the Shadow Isle pair.
They ran as fast as they could and managed to catch up to the fleeing champions. "We won't make it Elias!" shouts Riven. The Judge grins and shakes his head, "Not while I can do this." Just before the Master of Metal had made it under the tower, Elias teleported closer to him using Flash and swung his his curved weapon into the hollowed out being's back and flinging it behind him. The Judge quickly turned around and fired his Cresent Death at Mordekaiser, damaging him even more. Riven took the opportunity given to her and used her Broken Wings to strike the Shadow Isle champion even more before releasing her Wind Slash, killing him. When the body of the Master of Metal had hit the ground, a sickening crunch sound was made as if a tin can was smashed underneath a large foot.
The two were panting at their engagement and collapsed to the ground beneath them. "Well that was... fun." panted an exhausted Elias spoke. Riven nodded in agreement and wiped the sweat from her brow. He looks over at her and smirks "Let's keep pushing till we win. Then we can take a breather." She chuckles softly and shakes her head, "Ain't no rest for the wicked eh?" With that the two champions stood up and brushed themselves off before dashing towards the enemy towers.
After Riven and Elias had taken down the two remaining top towers, the enemy team could no longer hold them back. All five members of the blue team had taken down the remaining towers of the purple side's and all of the inhibitors as well. A few more skirmishes ensued but they only led to the blue team buying their full builds while the purple team had barely started to build items themselves.
"VICTORY!" was heard from the announcer moments later as the enemy team's Nexus exploded into a vibrant display of violet. Cheers were heard from the winning team as they were teleported back to the meeting room. Various high-fives and pats on the back were given between the champions before the doors swung open and even more cheers were heard from the swarm of summoners that were awaiting outside.
The five victorious champions walked out and were showered with congratulations and pats on the back. Other champions were there as well: Jax was laughing heartily while he held his lamppost tightly in his hand, Master Yi was applauding along with his pupil Wukong, and for some reason Sejuani was there as well. Elias waved at the surrounding champions as he slowly made his way through the masses of people who swarmed him and his friends.
Friends? Could I really call them that? He quickly shook his head and kept walking until he had made it to the exit. Of course he could call them friends. After he was in the clear, Elias started to walk back to his room when he noticed ghostly footsteps behind him. "Who is it?" said a now standing still Elias. Whoever it was behind him they lightly chuckled and made themselves visible. "I'm surprised you even heard me boy." the figure behind him purred. When he turned he was greeted with a devilish smirk and crimson hair.
"Katarina... What are you doing here?" he angrily replies. Elias had not forgotten that Katarina had tried to kill him when they first met, and that she was a deadly assassin known for killing then vanishing without a trace. She placed her hand on her hip and stared at him with her emerald green eyes, "I'm just here to apologize and be on my murderous, happy way." He scoffed and continued to walk before her hand met his shoulder. "I mean it Elias. I am sorry for almost-" "Killing me?" Elias finished. Never before had he been so angry at someone, even if it was a famous assassin that moves as silently as the night.
The silvery-haired man shrugged off her hand and buried his hands in his pockets. "Just out of the decency I have... apology somewhat accepted. I'm still pissed that you tried to kill me and now you're trying to kiss and make up with me." His words were meant to sting Katarina's mind but it failed miserably. The crimson-haired beauty shook her head softly while chuckling. "Still just a boy..." With her parting words, she vanished into thin air.