Upon entering the Chambers, Talon was redirected to the Chamber's Trans room. It seemed like a human sized pipe, to be honest. He entered the Trans and leaned back, as the Transerver closed.

"We shall proceed to transferring you to the Summoner's Rift. Meanwhile, you shall enter a cross dimension between this Runeterra and the Summoner's Rift; think of it as a dream that your whole team shares." – Said a ragged male voice.

Suddenly, he felt like he was transported into vast emptiness, a place with only floor, where he could only set his feet.

"Hello" – I said.

I suddenly took form as a human, although emitting some sort of 'blessed' vibe, as there was a slight blue glow around me.

"Who are you?" – Talon asked, sounding amazed, as he bent his arm forward, while aiming his elbow backwards, sort of lowering his blade to cover as most of his torso as possible.

"Relax, Talon. I am the summoner that chose you." – I said, in an attempt to calm him down.

Lowering his blade to a more comfortable position, he looked at me with a rather cold look.

"How does this work?" – he questioned.

Looking at him, I tilted my head and came to a proper answer:

"I shall take control of your actions during the game. You will, however, keep your mind and freedom of speech. Basically it's up to me to use your skills to win the match. Feel free to give me tips every once in a while." – I said, releasing a small smile, while looking at him in the eyes.

"You can't possibly hope to control me at my best, summoner." – He replied, closing his eyes and turning away.

"That is what we will find out. I hope I get to establish a good friendship with you." – I finished, vanishing in thin air.

"Ignorant." – He mumbled.

Talon opened his eyes, realizing he had woken up. He found himself laid back on a couch, as a white haired girl seemed close to him, with one palm's worth of distance between their faces.

"Are you alright, Talon?" – She asked, worried.

Talon blinked twice before sitting straight, wondering how she knew his name, as she backed away and sat properly next to him. He saw that he wasn't wearing his usual clothes. Recognizing them, he asked:

"Did you put these on me?"

"E-Eh? No, I didn't." – She replied, embarrassed – "We have matching skins, the Dragonblade Set."

"Hm?" – he mumbled, looking at her. – "It sure does seem that way. What's your name?"

"Riven."

Leaning his head back on his nape, he covered his face with his left hand.

"I wonder where I have heard that name…" – He mumbled.

Upon realizing who she was, he stood up, looking sort of surprised.

"Riven, the poster child of Noxus?! We used to be in the Crimson Elite taskforce! Weren't you supposed to be dead?"

"I've exiled myself to find redemption… It is better however that Noxus thinks I'm dead." – She answered, honestly.

"I see…" – Said Talon, as he took a look at a bar in the room's wall that seemed to be full, which he quickly assumed to be the transfer bar – "The match seems to be about to start. Make sure you don't get in my way."

"I might be smaller than you, but I can still hold my own." – Riven informed, keeping a straight face as she too looked at the transfer bar, taking a grasp at the hilt of her blade.

As soon as Talon covered his mouth with his red scarf, both of them were transferred into the Summoner's Rift fountain.

Setting his feet firmly on the ground at the fountain, Talon could no longer control his actions. He also felt like a limiter had been put on him.

"Hello again." – Talon heard – "You still know who I am, right?"

Closing his eyes, Talon replied – "The summoner."

"I call myself Kaito Shinamura, but feel free to call me Kaito"

"Seriously? Could you get a name more Japanese than that?" – He mocked.

"Don't you start too, I like it the way it is."

"Good answer. Do you have any idea how to use me?" – He asked.

"I have a slight idea." – I answered. – "It seems our lane opponent shall be Zed. Riven is up against Singed, our Lee Sin is up against a Nidalee, seems like an easy matchup. As for botlane… It's our Caitlynn and Blitzcrank vs Kalista and Thresh... I feel bad for them."

"Don't worry about it, I've never needed any help with killing."

"Well this time it's me who's controlling you, it's different." – I argued.

"It isn't."

Looking at the other champions, Talon nodded slightly at Riven and headed for the item shop. He bought a Longsword and a refillable potion. He learned then that most items are deemed as innate abilities rather than actual items that you carry with yourself, like the refillable potion.

He headed for the middle lane, and stood still under tower while passing his left hand on his Dragonblade. It seemed actually more attractive than his usual blade, since the red color shine actually synergized well with his entire skin.

"Let's head to our jungle entrance, they might attempt an invade."

Nodding, Talon willingly went to the red jungle entrance, only to keep a watch.

Hiding on the brushes behind the Red jungle camp, he saw Thresh entering the jungle. Knowing that if their whole team were to be there, they could not win a level 1 team fight, Talon launched his Rake towards Thresh. The Soul Harvester got hit by both the launch and return of the blades, which cost him an important portion of health. I heard him use a potion. Quite a waste, indeed.

Returning to his lane, Talon saw the minion waves incoming. These creeps were nothing more than vessels with gold on it, gold you could only collect if you were the one to kill them. Their will, however, were they people, could be something to admire. To push forward to death until the enemy Nexus is destroyed.

At last, he met Zed, who came slowly to his lane, only to last hit his enemy creeps.

"I guess you'll be my victim today." – He claimed.

"Hmph. Eventually, my blades will find their way into your heart."

Thus said, after Talon last hit the whole minion wave with rake, reaching level 2, he felt the limiter easening up a bit, as he leaped towards Zed - who had thrown a Shuriken to the place Talon had been before - only to stab him twice and launch his blades again, gaining a movement speed boost that allowed him to approach Zed and hit him with rake again. Talon quickly performed the last stab on Zed's chest and ignited the foe's body with his left hand, securing the kill while backing away. When I heard two pots being consumed by Zed, I couldn't help but comment as soon as I heard the announcer claim 'First blood'.

"I call this… The Dubstep Ignite fade away potion waste…"

"… That… Isn't as cool as it might have sounded in your head." – He replied, facepalming with his left hand – "Are you sure you're controlling me? I felt like I did all that on my own."

"It means we've properly synchronized. I suppose we have similar ways of thinking offensively. I don't think Swain saw it coming, since his reaction time was very, very off." – I said.

"Indeed, I suppose you do know that I am good in surprise attacks."

Channeling his energy, Talon recalled back to the fountain in 8 seconds. He acquired more items as he kept farming. He wasn't able to get more kills until he reached level 6. In a way, Zed seemed to feel more and more irritated the more Talon farmed ahead.

At the 18th minute of the game, the Blade's Shadow movement speed seemed immense. He could reach about any lane in a matter of seconds.

Seeing that Riven was having trouble in top lane, he decided to roam top.

Riven was fighting Singed, who only seemed to care about intoxicating the creeps and the Exile herself, whenever possible. Landing a combo proved to be nearly impossible for her, as she every time lost too much health each trade. Landing on her right knee, she took a firmer grasp at her runic sword, as she glared at Singed, who chugged down a potion of madness. For a moment, her eyes widened in panic, as Singed sprinted towards her. Her first reaction was to back away a bit. However, seeing as she could not escape, she augmented her sword's size, returning it to its original form. In a flurry of leaps and stabs, she managed to tackle down Singed and at the same time she backed away with another dash, she launched a wind slash towards him, that was sure to kill him. Unfortunately, Singed predicted it and flashed through her wind slash, passing through unscathed. Falling on her knees, she'd accepted the fact that Singed would win that round, and started planning on ways to counter him on the next time they fought, though it would be hard, since he'd get a strong lead with that kill.

Suddenly, Singed fell to his knees, as a vast amount of blades converged to a stab wound on his chest, which had an excessive amount of blood pouring out of it. Behind the fallen chemist, was a man with red scarf and a red, stunning blade: Talon. He was already focusing on the minions.

"Your Wind Slash… Was way too predictable." – He informed – "Try to hide it between combos and such; enemies shall not expect it that way."

Before she knew it, he had already gone off back to his mid lane, using surrounding terrain as shortcuts.

That was a decisive play, if not the most important. It allowed Riven to push two towers and forced the enemy team to surrender.

In the end, Zed's confidence led him to his loss. The way that first blood went off didn't help him much too, or at least that's how Talon sees it.

All five being transported back to the trans, Talon, a split second before that, went back to the emptiness, only to meet the summoner.

"Talon, you rocked hard." – I claimed.

"It was you who controlled me, not me." – He announced, coldly.

"They were still your abilities, give yourself some credit."

I walked over to him, and raised my closed hand, leaving my forearm exposed to him.

After a split-second of hesitant reflection, Talon smirked and removed his blade, only to raise his right forearm and clash it against mine softly.

"You're not half bad either." – He admitted.