The issue constantly arises when the problem cannot be solves quickly, rather a problem would be found to be hard press to fix the problem cannot be fixed. Riven sighed, she jogged to reach her lane and wondered why they choose her. It was an interesting pick, not her, but the chosen champion to go against her. Talon, the deadliest assassin Noxus has to offer, Riven smirked at the thought of crossing blades with the famous assassin. She wielded her blade up high and waited for her prey, she would not be easy to kill nor shall she go easy to someone that represented the shadows of Noxus. She felt something push passed her and to her annoyance it was the minions. She wondered how in the world these creatures lived, or if they even lived to begin with. It was almost unnerving how they pressed on forward with no care of the world but to just fight and die. Relentless, almost admirable their dedication of their urge to win and destroy the other Nexus, almost of course because well they seem quite possibly mindless and simply doing what they were created to do.
A sudden appearance of blades racked in front of Riven's eyes snapped her back to the game and her adversary appeared in front of her. Talon seemed more content to clear her small force of minions first instead of trying to injure Riven herself. An interesting choice, of course she too needed to kill of the minions to gain the currency used here in the Field of Justice. Her blade found the one of the first melee minions and quickly it dissipated into a plume of magic dust. Riven continued such mundane task of killing these senseless minions , but her mistake was soon aperient she was too keenly interested in the minions that she had forgotten to keep track of the Blade of Shadows. Her eyes quickly scanned around in effort to find the purple cloaked man. Before she could even blinked she was uncomfortably smacked right dab into the man as he had lept from the near bush. She tried to call upon one of her stuns but for some odd reason it was of no use and instantly Riven felt the man's blade cut into her and quickly Riven dashed out, her shield protecting her form the incoming rake of blades that Talon shot at her.
She smirked at his cleverness, he had a silence of some sort, but her smirk turned into a grimace as she noticed the trail of blood she was leaving. She frowned further but relaxed as the seemingly endless outpour of blood slowed and finally stopped. She sighed a small relief and looked forward to see the Blade's Shadow continuing to "farm up", the term people use here in the League, and Riven fingered her red health potion and gulped down the fluid with a small cough. She distasted the taste but felt herself being uplifted and rejuvenated greatly by the energy from the potion.
She flexed her fingers and gripped her sword tightly, she charged forwarded and slammed her sword down, she flipped forwarded and slammed it down harder and finally upon seeing her adversary in range she jumped higher and slammed straight down on him. Each slam created vast damage on the very ground they were using and the minions practically disintegrated under the power of Riven's strength. Talon though saw this coming and began to move out of the way but he was slow and got the tail end of the damage before being suddenly stunned and Talon growled at his immobility and Riven began to take pot shots at him with his sword as he tried his best to parry her attacks in his restricted state.
Having little options after the stun wore off Talon moved away, he sent a rake of blades to hopefully ward her away but she dashed forward a shield protected her from the damage of his blades. He frowned and instead of running away like some scared pup he leaped forward and attacked her. His silence worked to stop her from using any of her abilities and Talon thought he had her, he sent in a rake of blades and felt a sudden wash of energy as he realized he could use his finisher move on Riven. To his horror though his silence wore off and he was immobilized again and a sudden warning bell rang off his head as Annie had lost sight of Katarina. Talon groan and saw Kata appear from thin air right next to him. Her grin and blood thirsty eyes gave all the warning to Talon to move and he move he did. He used his only ability left to him, his ultimate. He through blades all around him and his body turned invisible as he ran towards the protection of his turret. His blades recollected and Talon patted himself down as he inched further away from the two women out for his blood. His scanned ahead of him but only saw Riven and his heart sank at the realization that Katarina was somewhere in the "Tri-bush", so cleverly nicked named, and he turned around to take note that his attacking minion wave was being hacked to pieces and soon Riven would be pushing into his turret and with little room to escape Talon was not sure what he should do. With Katarina he was sure she lurking and waiting for Riven to fully push her lane and Riven was simply trying to push her lane, not so much on killing him. Another bell sounded off on his head and his summoner was slightly relaxed and Talon realized that Warwrick and Annie were coming up to help him. We just need to play this right. . . Talon thought as he prepped himself for perhaps one the most important play of the game.
Talon muttered a curse as he walked towards the exit of the Fields of Justice. Warwrick looked quite ferocious and furious at their lost, aside from Annie skipping along with a smile on her face, the rest were in a foul mood. Talon rolled his shoulder, he grimaced at the pain shocking through his body at the simple motion and slowly made his way to the infirmary for post-Match Syndrome, where the body still reacts the pains even after a full heal. As he made his way he turned around to see Annie smiling at him, she seemed to be deciding on whether to say something or not, Talon sighed for he had little time for this. "Is there something you wanted to say Miss Annie?" Talon asked.
"Oh, yeah," Annie said, she squeezed her Teddy Bear Tibbers tightly, "Thank you for the advice! She was easy to handle but she kept on roaming all over the place. Sorry about that Mr. Talon," Annie responded.
Talon mused on her words and gave her a nod and walked towards his original destination. Annie was possibly the only Champion he would have a rather hard time lanning against. Of course, he had no control of what he wanted to do in the Fields. He grimaced at the thought and notion of having one of his blades targeting the little girl and removed those thoughts as he waited to be seen by one of the Institute's doctors.
Riven sighed a relief, thanking whatever forces that were watching over her that she at least made good showing in another match. Of course she had help from the others, but she had a small satisfaction of beating the notorious Blade's Shadow. She smirked at the memory of the man's first death. It was though a tad overkill, she was able to reassemble her sword through her own ki and along with, and with some disdain, help from Katarina they overcame Talon easily enough and each walked away healthy and ready to take on Annie the Dark Child and Warwrick that came to help Talon.
She relaxed her grip on her hilt and cautioning placed it back into a transporter. Their weapons, though theirs, were to be strictly be held until leaving the Field's perimeter before being returned to them. She walked past the exit and wait for her weapon to be brought to her, she thought it was a redundant idea of the League but who was she to argue against them anyways. She felt a cold presence from behind her and twisted quickly to see Katarina standing right in front of her.
"Exile," Katarina said, in a somewhat civil tone. Quite possibly it was all that she could muster from being disdainful towards the woman.
"Assassin," Riven replied, somewhat annoyed of being called what she was, so in return she called Katarina what she was.
"I wish to congratulate you on your victory over Talon, a fine job you did, even if a tad unrefined," Katarina started, her eyes offered little in the way of warmth. "You should learn to handle an assassin with clear intentions and give no indication of fear either," Katarina said.
"Talon seemed to be rather baffled with me and how to deal with me, I'm sure that the Blade's Shadow will know how to face me properly," Riven said, not quite sure what Katarina was trying to tell him.
"He's stubborn and would hardly change his ways of combat," Katarina said dismissively, "Until another time Exile," Katarina said as she moved away from Riven and quickly made her way to her home in the League.
Riven raised an eyebrow at their encounter, she felt the hilt of her blade and her body eased slightly as she turned around to walk towards her own room. Her thoughts though ran through what Katarina said from the start, "Handle an assassin with clear intentions. . . "Was Katarina trying to tell her something? Riven mused on the idea that she wanted Riven to explain her allegiance. But Riven had her loyalties clear to everyone hadn't she? Riven shook her head, Assassins and soldiers were always smashing heads among one another. She sighed and hoped that her next encounters with Noxians would be different, or non-existent if this wall she would face here at the League.
"She seems quite, interesting," Katarina began, her legs outstretched on her coach, Cass moving to and fro from their living room to their dining hall, leaving only Talon to listen to Katarina.
"Riven?" Talon asked, though clearly knowing exactly who she was talking about.
"Yes, yes, The Exile, she certainly knew how to handle you Talon dear, and perhaps she could even handle our issues in Noxus as well," Katarina hummed, she looked at her finger nails and her forehead creased ever so slightly, "You could have been easier with your blades, nearly broke my nail in our last match," Katarina added.
Talon gave her a smug look, "Of course my Queen, "his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Perhaps, get General Swain along with LaBlanc from our search for your father, but we also need to worry more of the campaign General Swain wishes to lead, and I do believe he sets his eyes on-" Talon began but was swiftly interrupted by Cass.
"You we should hire a cook soon," Cass called out, she then quickly slithered away upon voicing her concern leaving the two with raised eyebrows.
"As I was saying," Talon said, clearing his throat.
"Enough, General Swain could call war on the Void for all I care, I just want to find my father Talon," Katarina said, waving her hand to dismiss Talon.
"As you command Lady Katarina," Talon grounded out. He shook his head in disgust at Katarina's obliviousness to High General Swain, or rather her total indifference to the place she calls home. Perhaps she thinks once finding her father all things would be fixed after that point.
"Talon?" Katarina called out, her voice growing vastly softer than what it was moments ago. Talon turned his head from the window and gave Katarina a nod to show that he was listening. "Do you think we'll find my father?" Katarina asked, her eyes no longer displaying her blood lust or even her prideful nature but her inner child craving for her father's embrace of protection.
"He's alive, and we'll find him," Talon responded. Katarina nodded and moved away from her coach and walked towards the kitchen to confront her younger sister about the expenses of having a cook here at the League.
"Perhaps, we'll find him," Talon mused after seeing Katarina left, "And I'm sure if he's alive we'll find him, but General Swain certainly has his fingerprints all over his disappearance, I'm certain," Talon said to himself. With the Exile's appearance and more Noxian champions pouring into the League, Swain would make his move soon.
A/N: I must apologize for the long wait for another chapter. I am having trouble with some of my classes, by some I mean one, and by one I mean it feels like the world is crashing sometimes. But alas this Story is my way out of the frustration :) I hope you enjoy this chapter and enjoy reading other fabulous Stories here as well!