A/N: Session Four and we're just getting started! Today, we're looking into the nature of a feud between two of the League's oldest champions: Kayle and Morgana. These two are a serious case of sibling rivalry and it's the Conuselor's job to deal with it. Enough about the session though, author's notes are my time to shine. Recently, I've been getting quite a few requests for sessions and many of you have been reading my work, so that's good for both of us. I'm aware that I'm a bit slow on updating, but loyal readers will tough it out knowing I delivery quality; hopefully. Well, I'm pretty much done talking, so I'll leave you all to your reading. Enjoy!
As I make my way back to the office from the Piltover Embassy, I smile at the sight of so many summoners and champions still wandering about the League. It's been five years since I started working here and ten years since I first became a summoner. Even so, it's a pleasant feeling being around so many famed champions known all over Valoran. I keep walking for a good fifteen minutes before my stomach realizes that it's been running on empty for about three hours. All of the work I've had today made me miss dinner and it's far too late to find a restaurant on the Institute grounds.
I guess I'll ask Caitlyn if she knows any good places in Piltover. Maybe it'll turn into a date...
While contemplating the chances of having dinner with Caitlyn, I hear the sound of sirens blaring from the Institute center. Knowing that I'll have to cross it to get back to my office, I round a corner as casually as I can. However, it seems that the commotion is not as important as I thought. In the middle of the normally-crowded area is just two champions. From the contrasting color of their wings, I instantly recognize the pair: Kayle and Morgana. Though I'm only watching from afar, Kayle seems to be in her Riot uniform and yelling at Morgana, who is wearing her Sinful Succulence apron to run her food cart. The 'Fallen Angel', both from her world and from her bakery, is standing her ground while trying to appease the angry 'Judicator'. Seeing another potentially disastrous case before me and wanting to finally get some sleep, I try to walk past the scene as calmly as possible. Unfortunately, my reputation as the Counselor in the League is well-known to almost everyone and it doesn't take long before Morgana sidles up to me pleading for help.
"Counselor, I need your assistance!" She calls out.
"Eh, as much as I'd like to resolve your problem, I'm currently off-duty at the moment. Besides, I'm kind of hoping to get some sleep tonight." I nervously respond.
"Hold it right there, Morgana! I wasn't finished speaking!" Kayle's booming voice is followed by the woman herself, clearly ticked off.
"Ugh, here we go..." Her sister groans.
"I believe I've told you countless times that your food cart is not allowed on the streets during late hours. Also, you must have a valid permit in order to sell your products in the Institute. I don't care if all of Runeterra enjoys your pastries, you aren't selling anything without written approval from at least 2 of the 3 High Council members. In addition..." Kayle drones on and on about Morgana's previous 'offenses', which are actually just minor issues that no one really pays attention to.
I gesture for the poor champion to step closer, making sure she doesn't interrupt Kayle's lengthy monologue. Once close enough, I stare intently at her glowing eyes while whispering words of power known only to the line of Counselors in the League. Traditionally, there's only ever one active Counselor in the League, so this is a truly unique spell. With one last verse left to recite, I notice a minor change come over Morgana's expression: a smile.
I'm suddenly watching a conversation between two angelic figures, both young women clad in armor that I've only read about in ancient texts. They seem to be sitting on a stone bench, surrounded by clouds marking their extremely high altitude. Both of their wings are folded back and the women look...thoughtful, and calmly debating minor issues. I float a bit closer to the duo and realize that it's a 'young' Morgana and Kayle during the time when they lived in their own world. I've never used the Counselor's power before, so the shock is unreal. Judging from the scene unfolding, the spell enables me to view past memories of my target to try and discover a possible cause for distress in my clients. It's bound to be useful in the future.
"Sister, why do have to fight these creatures everyday? Isn't there some way for us to completely eliminate them or even make peace?" The young Morgana wonders.
"There's no such way, Little One. They will always threaten our people and we will always drive them back. That's how it has been and how it always will be. So long as the Shadows exist, we will also have our purpose for living." Kayle answers with a smile.
"But what if they were no longer our enemies? What would happen to us then? Must we be in a constant state of war?"
Morgana is looking at Kayle with hope that her sister would understand her viewpoint.
"If there was such a peace...we'd probably turn our attention to uniting our people. There's too much distrust between everyone, and we need a strong government if we're ever to watch over the growing world below."
"I...guess you're right." Morgana meekly agrees, looking down with disappointment.
The image before me blurs into a whirl of colors, before rearranging itself into a more vibrant and alarming tone. I'm now looking at a later memory, one involving a fully-armed Kayle and a scornful Morgana with scores of angels crowding behind both sisters. They all stand armed on a barren wasteland devoid of any rocks and life except for the two armies. The 'fallen' angels on Morgana's side are blackened, with decrepit wings and a consistent sense of dread overflowing from them. Kayle's angels have retained their beauty, their wings fully white and brimming with life. From the magic gathering in everyone's hands, this seems to be the moment when Morgana spearheaded the rebellion against Kayle and their people.
"Morgana! Why do you turn against us? The only way for us to thrive is through order. Without it, the resulting chaos would tear our people apart!" Kayle accuses.
"I've always thought that was the only way, but now I know that's a lie! What will make us any stronger than the Shadows if we are all the same? How will any of us find new strategies if we all must follow the same rules? How will I know who my sister is anymore...?" Morgana tearfully whispers the last part of her argument.
"...This talk is over. Your time has come. If you won't join me willingly, then I won't hesitate to use force!" Kayle shouts as she unleashes a [Reckoning] on her sister.
I cringe knowing how powerful the attack is, but Morgana blocks it with a [Black Shield] just before it connects.
"Feel my pain."
Those three words send a shiver through my body as I hear a sharp intake of breath coming from Morgana. Just like I've seen several times in League matches, it's the start of her most feared spell, [Soul Shackles]. Five shackle emerge from her form, one of them latching onto Kayle and bringing her to the ground. The other four angel soldiers nearby cry in agony as the shackles tighten around them. Kayle stands back up and lifts a hand in the air, calling for aid from the higher orders of angels. Before the shackles are fully locked, all five of their targets are bathed in a holy light of protection. Having used up her only chance for [Intervention], Kayle picks herself back up and beats her wings furiously.
"I won't...lose...this fight!", Kayle declares before calling upon her [Righteous Fury], "Come here. I'll teach all about the afterlife..."
Kayle's taunting prompts Morgana to retaliate by creating a patch of [Tormented Soil] underneath more members of the angel army.
"You too will be judged." She remarks, signaling the start of the battle.
I feel a hard slap across my face just as I release myself from Morgana's memories. I blink repeatedly as reality comes back to me. Kayle is in front of my now with irritation all over her face. Morgana is standing off to the side with her food cart and eyeing me with satisfaction plastered across her face. It takes me a few more minutes to realize why I bothered to peer into the fallen angel's memories in the first place.
"I'm sorry. What did you need, Kayle?" I hastily recover.
"I asked you, Counselor, if you know of a way to resolve this issue. It's clear that my sister and I will always clash on these matters, so I'd like you to decide which of us is in the right." She commands with a harsh pressure.
"Well, given what I've just seen, there seems to be a very simple solution to all of this. I'll need your sister to come here first."
Hearing my prompt, Morgana walked up beside me as she let loose a vicious glare in Kayle's direction.
"I'm glad we can finally put our little conflict behind us." The Fallen Angel comments with a sneer.
"Kayle, have you ever tried one of your sister's pastries?" I ask calmly, trying not to upset her.
"I would never dare to touch one of those 'foul creations'!" She hisses at Morgana.
"Morgana, is it true that baking doesn't require any recipes?"
This crude prodding sets off the patissiere in an unimaginable way.
"What!? Don't you ever say that again! If every baker follow his/her instincts, then the entire world of culinary cuisine would perish! There's no such thing as 'making a recipe from scratch' nor is there just 'winging it'! Everyone needs a basic foundation before doing anything, and that is where we can create new recipes. Even still, we all need to follow the recipe or else the product will unappealing, unappetizing, and most importantly: unoriginal. For example, I've taken Pantheon as an apprentice and while he's very talented, he's still..." Morgana goes off on her own, similar to Kayle a few minutes ago.
I beckon towards Kayle and pull her aside for a private discussion.
"So, what do you think of your sister now?"
"I've never seen her so passionate about something before. And to be such a strong proponent to rules and order...it's shocking, to say the least. Clearly, I haven't been paying much attention to her. It's unreal to see that she's changed so much over the past millenia." She admits, somewhat bewildered.
"Do you think you could try seeing things from her point of view, instead of judging her for being different?" I ask the angel, hoping that she too has mellowed out like Morgana has.
"I don't like her for straying away from our people's future, but I'll consider her reasons for doing so." Kayle announces, her eyes taking on a thoughtful shine.
"Great! I'll let her know the good news. Be ready for anything."
"What do you mean by-" Kayle's question is cut off as I tug her along towards Morgana.
Morgana looks at us with a fierce passion, obviously still wanting to continue her speech. I hold a hand up to interrupt her and push Kayle in front of me. Gripping her shoulders gently, I tell Morgana the good news (for her, at least).
"Morgana, I've spoken with Kayle and found a solution to your fighting: I'd like you to teach Kayle how to bake pastries and help out with your business."
"What!?" Both sisters exclaim, though with mixed feelings.
"Kayle is willing to see how you've changed over the years and I'm sure you'd like to show her your mastery of baked goods." I charmingly say.
"Is this true, Kayle?" Morgana's surprise is expected, especially since Kayle's always been a strict person.
"If learning skills from you will help me consider your feelings, then so be it." Kayle shyly confesses.
"..."
There's a still silence for several minutes before Morgana does the unthinkable and wraps her arms around Kayle in a warm hug. Kayle looks as stunned as I am, but understands enough to return the hug, gently clasping her arms around her sister.
"Thank you, Sister. I'm honored that you'd give me this chance." Morgana whispers.
Seeing that my work is finished, I start walking back on my way to the office with a smile. Though Morgana and Kayle are far from forgiving each other, at the very least I've set them on the right path. Now only time will tell where those two will end up. I make a mental note to visit Morgana's food cart again to check up on her situation, most likely weeks from today. I check my watch and it reads '6:00 PM'. My state of peace is abruptly shattered as I break into a sprint back to my office, hoping that Caitlyn is still waiting even after the repairs have been done an hour ago.
A/N: You do not want to keep someone waiting. Even so, helping people out always has its rewards. I'm sure you all know what I'm talking about. Anyways, I hope things will work out between the sisters and between the Counselor and Caitlyn. Hopefully he won't have any more cases to deal with and finally be able to enjoy his evening. I know I'd be dying to play a couple matches if I were him. I don't play Kayle and Morgana so much nowadays, but I'm quite familiar with their skill sets and play-styles. Still, I've got a lot of work to do with this series, so I'll get right on it. For next time, I'll be doing a request from 'Davda'. He wanted me to make a session with Nasus and Renekton, so that's the plan. I'll try to answer the question: "Can Renekton ever go back to normal?" Stay tuned, and find out! Thanks for reading and reviewing, everyone!