A/N: Sorry folks for the long wait. Got a new job and moving in a new Apartment, all that jazz, and found it hard to make time for my writing. Anywho, this is half filler, it was an idea I wanted to write as a short story a one-shot but I thought I'll just include it into here. Enjoy!

"Hm,"

"Hm?"

"Yes, hm," Marcus continued to rub his chin thoughtfully, his eyes gazing across his vast yards. Each area expertly and artfully constructed to resemble several aspects of Valaron beauty. Such as it was the land was a delicacy and it had not been visited in such a long time. Marcus now gave a small smile as a thought came upon his mind, no he wouldn't dare break his promise but perhaps another delicacy was called for.

"Gather the servants, call for the cooks to prepare for a meal and ready the horses and carriage," Marcus ordered quickly, "And where is my newest assassin as well?" Marcus asked.

"I shall get everything ready sire," His Head Trainer said with a bow, "And the Blade's Shado-"

"Talon," Marcus interrupted.

The Head Trainer stopped and appeared a bit bewildered before composing himself quickly, "Ah, Talon, is currently somewhere in the Mansion," The Head Trainer gave a small bow as he turned to leave to conduct his listed instruction.

"I know you're there," Marcus said, after he waited a moment when his Head Trainer left his office. A sudden shift of the shadows from behind the desk and between the curtains moved towards Marcus, the shadow took form of a human and a dagger gave a small glint from the light pouring from the window. "Almost, almost," Marcus laughed deeply.

"The breathing?" Talon asked darkly, hiding his blade underneath his cloak as he approached his master and kneeled down in respect.

"Your smell boy," Marcus said, he raised a single eyebrow, "Peaches?" he asked.

Talon refused to answer as he simply shuffled his feet, "Yes," Talon nearly choked on his answer.

"Cass?"

A nod followed, Talon's head averted away from Marcus. Talon feeling a tad bit ashamed of such incident, he honestly could not recall how Marcus's daughters switched his soap with a peach soap bar without him knowing. His glare had gone unnoticed but a stifled laugh tore Talon's glare from the window to meet with Marcus's eyes once more.

"Anyways, I have a trip plan for my daughters and I, I wish to keep it small and such I feel this would be a perfect time to try out your more patient set of assassin skills." Marcus said, "And for your first test, go get the girls ready for the trip," Marcus said as he waved his hand.

Talon nodded and moved swiftly through the hallway of the house, the sun had barely began to rise and Talon mused that perhaps the girls should be awake, since it was already six in the morning it should be late enough for nearly each of them to be awake.

A thought struck his mind, he closed the distance to Katarina's door and with a smirk he opened the door as softly as possible. The room was still dark, the curtains shielding away the bright morning sun and Talon spotted Katarina's sleeping form. Payback would be sweet, and with that thought in mind Talon spread the curtains wide opened to allow the sun rays to pour into the room and taking a big breathe Talon shouted, "Good morning Katarina!"

A swoosh of a blade came at Talon but he caught the blade easily enough and with another smirk and wagged his finger at the puffy eye Katarina. Her eyes were shooting daggers towards Talon but the young boy knew she was no threat to his health currently. Another blade came at him and almost tauntingly he deflected the blade with the other. "Is this how you treat every servant that comes to wake you up?" Talon asked, turning his head to look around the now illuminated room.

"No, just the special ones," Katarina spat out, "And what in the Void are you doing here?! It's like Six in the morning Talon!" Katarina protested her eyes never ceasing it's glare at Talon.

"It's actually seven," Talon countered, "And your father wants you and Cass ready for a trip of some kind," Talon added as he gave Katarina a dismissive wave, "Be ready in thirty minutes, you know how your father is for lateness," Talon added.

Katarina simply puffed her lips and stuck her tongue out at Talon's back as he left.

Talon walked briskly towards Cass's room, which was right next door. Of course next door in this mansion was like a few meters between rooms. He mused on how to approach the younger sister, she too needed a form of payback. He still thought as he finally approached the door, he slowly opened the door and quietly moved inside the room. As Katarina's, the room was dark and the curtain held away the sun's light from the owner of the room. Cass's sleeping form was on her bed and Talon slowly approached the curtains as well, intending to do the exact same thing to Cass as he did to Katarina. His hands held the curtains, he smirked but then he felt something soft hit the back of his body. He quickly turned around to find Cass wide awake and with a smile of supreme arrogance, "Got you," Cass simply said.

Talon sighed, perhaps it was the lack of sharpen edges of the pillow that did not alert Talon of danger but regardless he offered a small smile. "Alright, you did," Talon said, "Anyways, your Father wants you to be ready for a trip in thirty minutes," Talon said as he turned around to walk out of the room.

"Where?!" Cass's small voice squeaked out.

"I don't know," Talon responded as he turned around to face Cass from the door.

"Will you be coming?"

"Of course," Talon said as he turned around and headed for his own room.

Cass's own face lit up with a smile and she giggled happily as she began to ready herself for this 'trip' her father wanted them all to go on.

If one could say the carriage ride to Marcus's 'special' place was lively and entertaining would be considered liar. Talon sat uncomfortably next to Katarina, who seemed either afraid of the window and what lies outside for she was sitting a tad too close for Talon's comfort. Cassiopeia was content enough on leaning against her father's side as she slept during the ride. A sudden stop of the carriage sent Cassiopeia to wake up with a sudden surprise and Katarina was jolted from her thoughts.

A shrouded figure loomed over to the window by Katarina's side and startled the young girl to shift and shove closer to Talon. Talon raised an eyebrow, seeing that the figure was nothing more but a Noxian foot soldier. Marcus inclined his head forward and stared into the eyes of the man, the man for his credit remained still and not shrink back, "There's small detour that carriages must take, I apologize General," The soldier explained quickly.

Marcus gave the soldier a salute and the carriage once again began to move, Cassiopeia in her sleep haze yawned and leaned on her father's arm once more. Katarina remained where she was, either embarrassed to move or not Talon gave her a small shake to indicate the closeness of their bodies. As if her regal side turned on her head turned up and gave Talon a small defiant look before shifting a few centimeters only.

The journey remained mostly silent, aside from the occasional yawn from the three non-sleeping members in the carriages the rest of the ride remained rather uneventful. The carriage finally began to slow and even before Marcus had time to utter a single word Katarina bolted from the door faster than Talon's one eyes could track. The rest moved out slowly, Marcus softly woke Cassiopeia, her hands rubbing her eyes as she yawned and took in the scenery around her.

Marcus's special place was indeed special, it contained perhaps nothing of the likes Talon had ever seen before. Sure the gardens back home had beauty of its own, which he would never admit to anybody, but this place was something else. Several miles of simply grass and trees of all sorts, a large stone wall created a place for other plants but what it different was the structures that came out of the stone wall. Manmade water falls, Gardens on top of garden, three small rivers flowing around the place and all connecting to a single pool of water near the middle of the place.

Talon raised an eyebrow at the architecture, he would certainly have some interesting vantage point from the top of the waterfall. He turned his head towards Marcus in time to see Katarina push past him to chase after Cass. He glared at Katarina's back but a stiff hand forced him to look up and see the towering figure of Marcus. "Go ahead, inspect the area," with that he move towards his family.

Talon mused and his legs propelled his body towards the nearest stone structure, his hands reached out for the stones sticking out of the stone structure in some sort of pattern. It took a matter of seconds for Talon to realize that the patterns were specially made to be climbed quickly in only one single matter, possibly to out maneuver others if the others are unfamiliar with the terrain. Upon reaching the top he knelt down and scanned the area, his eyes gazed the several acres of land of plant life and nature. The sunlight glittering down upon them and giving the whole place, even the water, a sense of life and awe. It was perhaps a spectacular sight seen from so high from the ground.

He looked further, being able to identify the gates and the walls with some eye straining moments. Shifting his position he jumped towards his left and grabbed hold of the nearby tree branch, swinging with his arms he launched forward and landed on a lower branch with both his feet and kept his stance. Eyeing the surrounding area, inhaling the air around him. His eyes detected a glitter and with barely a moment to dodge he raised his hand instead and caught a dull dagger. Talon raised an eyebrow and targeted the being responsible for the action. Dropping down from the lower branch Talon landed hard on the floor and with a small grunt he glared at Katarina, already knowing her excuses for throwing things at him. By God Talon wondered if she was going to be the end of him one day, he opened his mouth to protest Katarina's behavior when she was in earshot but a body lunged from the shadows and caught off guard Talon fell forward as the sound of giggles emitted from behind him. He knew both of these girls would be the end of him soon.

"Tag you're it!" Cass cried happily, and with a nagging finger she added, "And no tag backs!" A burst of giggles quickly followed in response to Talon's somewhat annoyed face.

"Well. . . .

"And that's my most unrelated story of violence that involved everyone," Talon muttered as he glared at the white haired woman in front of him.

Trying to stifle a laughter but utter failing Riven covered it up with her hand covering her mouth. It was futile to resist her laughter, after a moment she nodded once, "Well Mr. Stabby, what happened next? Anything else?" Riven asked.

"I thought this game only allowed one question per turn per player, you yourself stated these rules," Talon replied quickly and annoyingly.

Riven rolled her eyes, amused that she actually was able to convince the man in front of her for a 'talk' and even further surprised that he agreed to play "Truth or Dare" with her. Well to be frank he was only taking the "Truth" option every turn and Riven had already figured out that asking Talon to "Dare" her to do something was helpless beyond belief. The man had no imagination, well creative and fun imagination at least. Riven was sure he was creative with knives and stabbing things.

"Well, I say I have had enough of this game already," Talon muttered rather loudly, forcing another chocked down laughter from Riven. Unrealistic that such a soldier of Riven's standing could be tearing up due to her laughter.

"Oh come now," Riven teased, pointing her finger toward's Talon's chest, quite muscular she might add and well-toned since we are discussing how well-er, Riven shook her head to remove the thoughts as if they were just some dust in her eyes, "It's your turn now, truth or dare?" Riven prompted.

"Oh fine after you take your next turn we are done playing these 'games' and now we can start discussing of why I came here, or the matter of fact, why Katarina had asked me to come instead," Talon growled, "Truth for you," Talon started, "How old were you when you first held a sword?" Talon asked quickly.

"Two," Riven replied happily, this cause Talon to raise an eyebrow but shrugged anyways, "Now my turn," Riven said, placing her hand underneath her chin, already she basically been getting him to reveal some interesting, if not downright hilarious, information. But now she had another amusing idea, "Next weekend there is that huge Summoner's Celebration, where the grandest Summoners converge together in honor of the grandest of them all and most skilled, of course we the Champions are welcomed to join the festivities that soon follow the ceremony," Riven explained.

"Yes, yes, I know all this Exile, I've been in the League much longer than you," Talon spat out quite coldly.

Riven gave the man a short glare but it was replaced with a mischievous smirk and glint in her eye. Talon became unsettled and somewhat wondered if he had made the wrong choice of ever agreeing of playing this ridicules game.

"I want you to bring a date to the celebration Talon," Riven ordered, "I dare you to bring a date to the Celebration, someone none expect of you to bring as a date," Riven added, her smirk growing ever so large.

To say the least Riven was disappointed in the reaction of Talon, or really the lack there of. He remained a quite passive face but inside his mind has yet caught up with significance of Riven's spoken words. Blinking a few times Talon finally muttered out, "What?" His face contorted in utter confusion at such request.

"Exactly that, bring a date to the Festival, nothing else," Riven said innocently enough. Perhaps forcing the man to conduct two completely absurd out of character actions was a tad too much.

"Fine, can't say I'm a cheater," Talon said gruffly, "I'm assuming you'll be there to testify I came through indeed?" Talon asked.

"Of course," Riven responded.

"Well then fine, and what of the account of your story?" Talon asked, "The very reason of why I came here?" Talon asked.

Riven gave a small gesture, "My account of what?" She inferred.

"The Ionion War," Talon responded, "I want to know what else High Command was intended of looking for in there," Talon added.

Riven gave a moment to herself, her eyes drifted away as flashes of the horrid moment of explosions erupting all around her, enemy and friend alike withering in pain and horror as the chemicals burned though their ski- "Uh," Riven stuttered, "Ah what else? Noxian was to dominate and strut their strength, us soldiers are on a need to know basis if we were trying to capture a certain secret cult or anything, I would have thought you Assassins would know more of such plans from High Command," Riven responded.

Talon shook his head, "I was away on another mission under the orders of General Marcus, no, what I want to know is of your plans Riven, what you did, what your objectives were and how things went. I simply wanted to see this Ionion War was handed from General Darkwill," Talon said. His eyes narrowing as he inclined his head forward.

Riven gave him a blank look and only offered a shrug, "I have papers and records of my orders if you wish to have them, I have no use of them as of late but what you ask probably won't give you much and if I can guess you want to see something deeper, something hidden, something else? Talon what you are looking for I suggest tread carefully," Riven offered, she leaned back on her chair, staring at her cup with mild interest.

Talon gave a single nod, "Those papers would be appreciated to Lady Katarina, perhaps if we may grab those papers today?" Talon said, already standing up.

Riven raised a single eyebrow and gave a small nod, "Sure, we neither have a match scheduled for us today," She stood up and gestured for Talon to follow her. "Though I am currently staying in the Women Dormitory here in the Inst-" Riven began as she turned her head to face Talon thus preventing her from seeing a small patch of gooey substance and took her balance away.

Readying for the harsh impact of the ground Riven clenched her eyes but after a moment she felt nothing but two things holding her up. She opened her eyes to see Talon holding her up and Riven offered a blush and Talon gave a disappointed stare. "You were a Top Soldi-"

""Watch out!" A booming voice declared and Talon felt his body launched as Gargas forced his way through Talon.

Talon unable to find his balance quickly enough landed softly on Riven and after a moment of complete stunned silence Talon found his wits first and stood up. Riven though was all too stunned at the sudden pressure of another body (Alive and not bleeding with her own sword wrenched through the body) on top of her even so briefly. She found her own way to her feet, seeing that either Talon was too embarrassed to offer help of just like her, was stunned as well.

"Top assassin?" Riven smirked, "Huh, could have fooled me," Riven added as she slapped Talon's shoulder hard and gestured for him to follow.

Talon for all his might and bravado silently followed behind Riven and thought to himself that Katarina and Cass owe him quite a bit after this meeting with the Exile has concluded.