Author's note: Hello everyone! I'm a new writer on this site, but I've read several other fictions and it make me want to create my own one. Please be gentle and comprehensive, I speak mostly French and English is my second language. Feel free to make constructive critics and fallow/favorite if you want to be among the among the first to read the next chapters.
The Elemental_Qc, out!
I do not own League of legends or any champions, but I do own my original character, Max.
Chapter 1
It's been about two months since Max and the twelve others came back to life. They have been in a spectral state for more than ten years and a lot have changed. All his friends where now around 34 years old, and he still was 21. The Equilibrium has been restore and the damages from the Civil War have been repaired. For the first time in centuries, the whole planet was in total peace, all unite under one and power full banner.
Aurore, the last Atlantean, has been sit on Atlantis' throne and govern the city with the Grand Council and Max has been promoted commander of the whole army. Outside, all the nations where now managed by democratic government and all social and economic problems have been solved. All around the world, really high technologies allow prosperity and well-being.
Everything was pretty calm that day, Max sat at his desk, next to the throne room, doing a shit ton of paper work, who would have think coming back to life would be so boring, but he had a little consolation whenever he lifted his head from what he was doing. In front of him sat Aurore, probably the most beautiful women he had even lean his eyes on with her raven black hairs falling down her black dress and her blood red eyes that contrasted with her pale skin. She looked his way and smiled, the prettiest smile on Earth.
Max was a tall guy, about 6'1 with dark brown short messy hairs and brown eyes. He wore pretty simple clothes, a jeans and a green T-shirt. His body was muscular, but not much, trained mostly for speed and agility while still being able to deliver strong strikes.
After a while, one of his watch guards came to his office, clearly perturbed by something, but what?
My commander, someone appear on the top of the tower! started the soldier. The only thing he said was that he want to see you!
- What the hell is this guy doing in MY city on MY tower? shout Max, enraged. I'll give him a piece of my mind!
With that, he ran out of his office barely looking at Aurore on his way out. While climbing the stairs, he created his light armor, consisting of arm and leg pads, an open helmet and a plastron and all his weapons, one two handed great sword, one one handed sword, a bow, two katana, four daggers and a shield.
He reached the top of the tower, where he and the twelve other Champions sacrificed their lives ten years ago, and see the person who had enter the city by rather unusual methods. The strange stranger was a little smaller than Max with a long white beard. He wore a long purple hooded dress that went to the floor. He lifted his head just to have Max's right katana put on his throat. The last one shouted:
What the hell are you doing in MY city!?
- I presume you must be Max, answered the old man. Could you please retrieve your blade from my throat, please? It's rather impolite to treat a guest like this.
- Oh! Yeah. My apologies for this brutal welcoming. I am Max, commander of this city, and you are?
- I am one of the Grand Summoners of the League of Legends, my name is Zarikan.
- The league of Legends? What is this?
- Is there somewhere we could talk about this?
- Yes, fallow me. finished Max with a "came here" hand movement.
The two came down the stairs and enter the throne room. Max went to the throne and put a knee and a hand on the floor and spoke:
My Queen, this man came to us from a place named the League of Legends, have you ever heard of it, my Lady?
- Stop the formality, Max, we fought alongside for three years. And no, I've never heard of this League of Legends. Could you talk to us about it, old man?
- I'd prefer Grand Summoners, but I'll explain even so. The League of Legends is an organisation that work to solve territorial conflicts via little size battle on battle ground called Fields of Justice. The League is based inside the Institute of war, the building were summoners are formed and train to the art of the arcanes.
- And in witch state is this Institute of war located? asked Max, a little bit confuse.
- Not state, but dimention.
- You mean, you're a inter dimensional traveler? asked the queen, also confused, but mostly surprised.
- Yes, I'm from a realm known as Runeterra, and I'm not the only one.
- What, there is other ones? firmly asked Max, his soldier attitude kicking in.
- They are not exactly from other dimensions, but plus from the place between dimensions called the Void and trust me, they are far less civilized then I am. Actually, it's a place inhabited by creatures of nightmares from all size and shapes.
- Now that we know about the League of Legends, can you tell us the reason of your visit? calmly asked Aurore.
- Sure, My Lady. I came here because we have been observing your commander for quite a few time now and I came here to ask him if he wanted to join the League of Legends as a Champion to represent your realm in the League's matches.
- Wait? Matches? Haven't you said it was for territorial conflicts? asked the principal concerned.
- At the beginning, yes, but as time pass, the peoples of all Runeterra start to like watching battles, just like watching a sport match. At first, we were reticent to the idea, but the Champions seem to like it a lot, so we start doing matches for entertainment and it dragged young peoples to the Institute in quest of glory and pride as summoners and a place for war veterans to continue their old life.
- I understand, continued Aurore, but if you want to take my commander, I'll have to talk about it to the Grand Council, she turned to a messenger and told him, send a message to the council. We will have a session today.
Hours passed and the council debated about the subject under the gaze of the summoner and Max. Finally, Max stood up and say:
This city have survived for ten years without me, it can still live fine without me, you just need to replace me, and I have just the candidate.
- Who are you talking about? asked one of the only three conservative councillors.
- I'm am talking about the Champions of Spirit, the Beetle, he has been my right arm during the civil war.
- I am in total accord with this, say the queen. Now, we'll pass to the vote. Those who are in favor with the replacement of our current commander by the Beetle, please raise your hand.
All of the councillors except the three conservative councillors rose their hand.
Great, we are finish, you can dispose, told Aurore. Except you Max, I have to talk to you.
When all the councillors left, Aurore make to Max a motion to fallow her. She guided him to the throne room and went to her throne. She take a ruby key from a chain Max had never see around her neck. She place the key in the city symbol, two triangles put one on top of the other, over the throne. From the ceiling, a platform came down and the princess motion to step on it. She retrieve the key and stepped on the platform too. It went back to the ceiling and they were in one of the many secret rooms of the city. They pass an arch and enter a much bigger room. It was circular with thirteen pedestals disposed in a way that represent the city symbol. On each ones laid a crystal skull.
Max, started the queen, I want you to take the thirteen crystal skulls with you, they will be more useful to you then to us.
- My Queen... tried Max before being interrupted by Aurore.
- Please, call me Aurore.
- Aurore, I am glad you let me borrow the skull, I will make myself worthy of your trust.
- I'm sure you will.
With that, she wrapped her arm around Max and dragged him in a tight hug, which he returned. They stayed like this for several minutes before letting go of each other.
Max used his power to make the skull levitate around him and they left the secret room. Max went to his apartments and prepare for his journey. He took two suitcases and one backpack and filled them with clothes, hygienic tolls, his cellphone, not for call, but because it was a powerful computer plus his quantic computer. He also pack some books and music albums for divertissement.
He left his room and went to a goodbye supper organised for his departure. He passed the evening with his friends and everyone he had fight alongside with. It had been an happy night, but no one cried because the summoner told them Max would be able to come back anytime he want via a inter dimensional gate in the institute and he would send others summoners on this side to build a other one. The night finish and everyone go back to their apartment for the night.
The next morning, Max was the first up. He went to his kitchen and prepare a glass of chocolate milk, he had never be a fan of coffee or tea. He goes on the balcony and watch the ocean. Far away, he was able to see the North America. In not so long, he would have to learn a totaly new geography. This thought make him smile, a new life and a new background.
The time of the departure came and he was where the summoner appear with his friend, they said their last goodbye and Max pass the portal the summoner had opened during the last talk. The portal closed and Max was no longer there. Some of them let one tear fall from their eyes.
On his side, Max came out from a big stone arch, all his packages in hand and the crystal skulls floating around him. Zarikan ordered him to follow his lead and tell him that now, he was the one in charge. They went down many corridors fill with different offices. They enter in one, the registrations office. Max filled several documents concerning his life, his battle capacities, any health problem and stuff like that. After that, Zarikan left and Max waited there, helpless, until a young man, a summoner jugging by his clothes, guided him to his temporary quarters without a word. Max's room was pretty simple: a little kitchen, a table with two chair, a bathroom and a simple bed with one bedside table in another room. Before leaving, the summoner showed him how to use the light, it seems like they had electricity in this dimension too.
Max let all his packages on the bed and went out of his room, searching for food. After walking in the Institute for hours, he came back to his room. All the way, he just passed by some summoners and they all stared at him like he was an alien, which he was if we think about it. When he saw that all this walking just brought him back to his starting point, he let out a scream of desperation and anger. Everybody turned to him and walked away, all except one. It was a blond haired boy wearing leather clothing with red triangles under the eyes. He walked to Max and held his hand.
Hi, I'm Ezreal, you must be the new champion I've heard about.
- Yup, it's me! I'm Max, nice to meet you!
- Hello Max! Nice to meet you too! Just like that, why were you screaming?
- Well, I've walk for hours searching for food, but I found none, plus I've just came back to the start point. I haven't eat since 6 o' clock in my world, so about 13 hour without eating. I'm so desperate!
- Well, man, just fallow me, I'll show you!
- Oh! Thank you, bros!
It wasn't surprising that Max hadn't found anything, the restoration area wasn't in the same building. Ezreal explain that the institute was divided in many buildings and areas. The building they just came out from was the summoner's dormitories, in front of it was the training building for champions to, obviously, train. Behind it was the battle ground, a place for champions to fight each other in "safe" conditions. Between the two previously mentioned buildings stood a huge marble fountain made of three levels. On each one, crystal clear water flood from one level to the one directly below. On the top on the fountain, a statue of a summoner looked over the park that surrounded it. The park was full of flowers around the pathway that circled the fountain and reached for the three buildings, the summoner's dormitories, the training building and, last but not the least, the Institute of war itself. It was a humongous cathedral like building full of large windows, pillars, columns, stained glass. In the middle front, just above a large circular stained glass, rose a tall tower linked to two smaller tower each side by archways.
This building contained the majority of the infrastructures. All the middle floors were dedicated to classrooms and magical laboratories to study magic in all of its form. The last two floor were a museum about magic's history and the creation of the League of Legends plus a library containing everything the institute knows about magic and information about the League and its champions. The top of the central tower hold the judgement room and, just above, the Grand Council where the grand summoners took decisions and managed the Institute of War. All of the bottom of this tower was empty, it was only to add a little bit of height to the building. The floor level was mostly made to impress the visitors with its three floors high arch sealing and all its marble pillars every ten meters. It hold the four summoning chambers, one for each Fields of Justice, a mail area for champions and summoners alike to buy food, clothes, jewelry and furniture, but the thing that Max was the most hurry to visit was, obviously, the restoration area were many stands baked specialities from each countries of Runeterra.
When he entered the area, Max's eyes went wide and he dashed to every stands, taking a little bit of everything, paying with the money he had been gift when he registered. Ezreal just walked behind him and laughed. When the newcomer finished his tour, Ezreal guided him to a table. They talked a little bit about themself and their respective world. Max talk about the Elementals of his realm, Atlantis, the Civil War and how he killed the Emperor while Ezreal talked about how matches worked and he talked a lot about his adventures around Runeterra and his hometown, Piltover.
Sometime later, two women came to their table.
Can we eat with you? asked the first, a blond haired teen.
- Hey! Lux! Janna! Sure! Take a seat! Told Ezreal to the two ladies.
- Thank you Ez! answered Lux while sitting down, next to Ezreal.
- Who is this cute guy I'm sitting next to? asked Janna, eying Max up and down.
- Oh! Forgive my lake of manners. My name is Max, I'm the newest Champion, and you are Janna I guest.
- It is, nice to meet you cutie.
- It's my pleasure, miss.
- Please, call me simply Janna.
The four of them talked about all and nothing until the subject drifted to Max's abilities.
Well, I usually have power over thirteen elements.
- Seriously? What are they? asked Lux, all impress.
- Fire, metal, earth, plants, light, spirit/mind, shadows, ice, water, air, electricity, a concentrated form of pure energy called crystal in my world plus I have the ability to change my body at will.
- That's so cool! Can you make us a demonstration? asked Lux, still exited by what she just eared mostly the light part.
- Sadly, no. I need my skulls to use my powers, even my primary powers over crystals, and I've let them in my room.
- Awe, sighted Lux, less exited, but her happiness came back second latter, but we will see them later at your judgement, right?
- My judgement? What is that?
This time, Janna answered the question:
The judgement is a test every champion must pass in order to become, well, a champion. Two of the Grand Summoners, most of the time Zarikan and Sareno, plus Kayle, the Judicator, ask you questions and scan your mind to find eventual hints about dangerous part of you. After that, another champion is chose to fight you in a duel to see your abilities. When everything is finish, you're officially a champion with all the rights that come with it.
- What are our right as champions?
- Well, started Ezreal, the principal is to be summoned to fight on the Fields of Justice for your nation, plus you can buy one of the lands surrounding the Institute to build a house and you can travel to all countries nearly limitless, except nations in war
At the end of his sentence, a summoner came to their table and tell to Max:
Max, your Judgement will be in half an hour, come to the Judgement chamber with all your gears
With that, he left.
Well, looks like I have to go prepare, do you come with me?
- Sure! answered Lux
- Why not? told Janna
- If I don't come with you, you'll get lost again joked Ezreal.
The group fallowed Max to his room and entered. The young man went to his bed and took his suitcase filled with everything he used in battle, witch mean a black metal reinforced bodysuit, a black mask covering his mouth and his nose and all his skulls. He told his new friends to take a seat and went in the bathroom to switch clothes. When he come out, he wore a jet black bodysuit made of synthetic fibers reinforced by metal fibers integrated in the fabric and all his skulls float around him. The two women look at him strangely and Ezreal laugh.
Dude, you're not seriously fighting with that thing on?
- Sure I do, this suit save my ass countless times, plus, don't forget I have power over the elements.
The group left Max's room and they made their way to the judgement chamber. They climbed stairways after stairways, making Max sure it was part of the test to see if they were enough in shape to do stuff like this in battle situations. They reached a large wooden door decorated with gold inscriptions and many jewels.
You stop here and take this door when it will open, we will go to the next floor on the bleachers. Good luck dude, told Ezreal, doing a props with Max.
- Thank you, Ez, said Max.
- Good luck cutie, continued Janna, kissing Max on the cheek.
- You will do just fine, I'm sure! finished Lux.
The three left and the door opened.
Here we go! Time to shine!
Author's note: Yeah, so first chapter, first OC. Hope you enjoyed and see you next time!
