Chapter 1

Part 1

The lands of Pride and Strength

It was another tiresome day for the forces of Demacia, tired and worn from their previous battle with their rival nation Noxus. In front of the troops were two heavily armored men, one with a lance and another with a sword. They were Jarven IV and his best friend Garen.

The institute of War temporally shut down the League of Legends so it was a good time to return home. All was not well however, they expected a triumphed return and instead got nothing but silence from the streets. This made Jarven fell uneasy and Garen felt it too, Noxus had presence in their city-state and that means danger. They rode through the roads and saw nothing, no one selling in the market, no children at play, not even the birds were flying through the sky.

They returned to the castle and received a briefing from the king, Jarven's feeling of disturbance was right. As soon as the Institute shut down the League, Noxus' General Swain immidately sent assassins and stealth troops to Demacia to try and pick off the higher ups before Jarven and Garen could get back. A sick feeling of disgust fell through Jarven's stomach.

"Swain has declared war on us yet again," said the King, "He has wasted no time gathering his army."

A majestic bird flew inside the chambers and swooped over Jarven and landed on a small bench. Jarven and Garen soon saw standing in the shadows was Quinn, the loyal spy of Demacia.

"He's right, I trailed Darius and Draven back to Noxus and its true, Swain has secretly been raising an army while working inside the League, hes been pulling strings from the inside."

"This does not surprise me in the least," Jarven finally said. "I wish I could have slit that mans throat when I had the numerous chances inside of the League."

"No use worrying on the past, we must focus on the future my friend," Garen replied putting his hand on Jarven's shoulder.

"Yes, your right. Father, when do we leave?" Jarven was resolute.

"In a weeks time, please be ready by then. Quinn, I am having Lux go to Piltover to request aide from them, please be sure she is safe." The King sat down and drank some water.

Quinn snapped her fingers and disappeared along with Valor. Jarven and Garen left the chambers to rest.

A shadowy figure stood behind the king, it was Xin Zhao.

"Sir, you think we can defeat them this time? Their numbers far outmatch ours," he said.

The King sat in silence, he didn't have the answer.

That was two weeks ago, they since have left Demacia and haven been traveling since then. They already had a few battles with Noxus' troops but the Demacian troops were already exhausted. Garen made sure to keep moral up and Jarven did a fantastic job with leadership, they weren't going to back down from Noxus' threat.

Meanwhile in the city-state of Piltover, Lux was having lunch with a few statesmen of the nation. She knew that Quinn was watching her but she kept her mind focused.

"Ms. Luxanna, we are pleased to have you here even though we heard of the state of Demacia and Noxus," said one statesman.

"Please, just Lux is fine and that is why I am here gentleman," Lux put her cup down and stood up. Her radiant beauty shined in the sun and the men were dazzled at her beauty.

"Demacia is in a state of crisis, while many of our champions were away in the League, Noxus' General Swain has been pulling strings and has created a vast army. This is a direct violation of the Institutes rules on no outside interference to your nation while you are participating in the League but Swain has tossed the rules aside. Gentlemen, Demacia cannot stand up to Noxus' increased strength alone, their efforts with the city-state Zaun have created a massive army through scientific experimentation. They will use this vast army to not only take down Demacia, they will aim for Piltover the Bandle City. Their lust for complete conquest of Valoran is alarming. I am asking you as a Representative of Demacia, please lend us your aide."

Lux gave a deep bow, she could here the whispers of the statesmen.

"We have been well aware of Noxus and Zaun's doings lately, and well, a Representative of Noxus has already asked us for aide and if we helped Noxus then they will leave us in peace," said a statesmen.

"You don't honestly believe that!" Lux yelled so loud that Valor flinched on Quinn's shoulder.

"We have been in constant competition with Zaun lately, Viktor has been more active and Zaun has been getting ahead. We can't let them look down on us but we don't have an army. We don't have soldiers, we have our technology and citizens. We couldn't ask them to become soldier's for another nations' war."

Lux sat down, it didn't look like Piltover was going to help.

"However."

Lux looked up.

"We have been informed by our sheriff that she and other residents of Piltover have been good friends with Demacian champions during your stay in the League. We will inquire with our champions if they wish to aide you, but we cannot supply soldiers."

Lux knew that's about as good as it was going to get. She nodded.

"I shall stay here for a week and a half, please notify them immidately."

Night shined bright in Noxus, the night scenery is what made Noxus so beautiful. People were in the streets laughing and enjoying themselves. Up above in a castle sat a lone woman in the window, her red hair flowed in the wind and a somber expression filled her face. A sudden knock at her door woke her from her trance.

"Yes, who is it," said Katarina.

"Darius wishes to see you," it was Talon.

"I will be there shortly."

She walked down to the barracks and saw Darius, Draven, Talon, and Viktor.

"Yes, what is it?" asked Katarina.

"I am informing you that me and Viktor are leaving for Zaun tomorrow, my brother is in charge while I am away but I have a special assignment for you," said Darius.

"You don't give me orders, remember you were a pawn just like me not too long ago," Katarina snapped.

"Silence, this comes from General Swain. He is away and left me the orders to issue out. You are to head to Demacia and eliminate these targets. They are just some high ranking nobles that will collapse Demacia's financial state if they are gone giving us and edge."

Darius threw the rolled up note at Katarina.

"If this gets me away from Nox while this buffoon is in charge, I will happily do it."

"Who the hell are you calling a buffoon!" yelled Draven.

"Enough fighting, we have our orders. Dismissed," said Darius.

Katarina walked back to her room from the barracks. She opened the note to see who her victims were. The usual noble slobs, an easy assignment until one name caught her eye and look of sorrow filled her eyes. One of her victims was the Grand Duelist of Demacia, Fiora.