A/N: can someone plz follow my story. Any plz cause not seeing any views for anything else but the smut I wrote puts me in a position I don't want to be. Anyways this whole chapter is Hexx's part and Ajax. For anyone who is not clear who is Ajax, either pay attention to the story or read my lazily made Tinker Bell story.

Chapter 3 Proof of position

(Hexx POV)

I walk down a dark hall pondering what to do today. I small glitch in the system prevents summoners from using me. I never had been so bored before. I usually fill my days with terrorizing the islands but I'm not in Neverland anymore; I am a champion for a city-state that believes solely on strength with no weakness. I am thinking about giving Riven a visit but I don't know where she lives and the bar opens at four in the evening. It's currently nine in the morning. I groan in boredom until I thought of something.

I decide to go out to the town to buy some stuff. I normally hunt down some animals to get my next meal but I'm in a city so I have to get used to the city life. I just hate I have to hold back my urge to kill something so I can feast on it. I arrive at a local food cart. I see one of the Noxian champions operating it. I walk up to greet her.

"Morning Morgana."

"Hello Hexx, are you just going to stand there or are you going to buy something?"

"I think I'll just buy some bread."

"Alright" she says before putting a few small loaves inside a paper bag. "That would be thirty gold coins."

"Here's a hundred" I said before tossing a bag of gold onto her cart.

"May I ask why that much for some simple bread?"

"I got money to burn."

I take a small stroll through the streets while snacking on the bread that I purchased. I'm still bored out of my mind. Not even the sights of some people suffer from poverty still hold strong amuse me not one bit. I take the time to walk around until I found the wall.

I cast a portal spell to teleport myself up to the Noxian defense wall to relieve myself of my boredom. I still snack on the bread while taking a look around. I take notice that General Swain is here. I decide to greet him.

"General, I didn't expect to see you here on the wall."

"Well I'm utilizing a new defensive formation that increases the number of arrows hailing down on the enemy."

I look to my left and I see a small task force of a hundred men. I can tell from their armor that they are Demacians. I point out at the forest and say.

"General I spotted some Demacians sneaking around."

"I will send some men to take care of them."

"No General, allow me."

I face towards the general direction of the task force. I bring out my staff and begin to channel my energy into it. The longer I channel my energy the more devastating the blast will be. I hold the channeling for a whole minute. When I feel the power reach its peak, I launch a ball of pure dark energy. I just stand there still snacking on some bread and thought to myself.

'Why did I buy so much bread?'

I watch as I watch the Demacians suffer, both the dead and dying. That amuses me for the moment. I turn to my own direction and just walk back to my apartment. Of which reminds me I need to buy some milk for my bread.

I stop by a small store and purchased my groceries. I have a few paper bags to carry so I concentrate my energy to create additional appendages to hold the bags. In hindsight I look like a more evil Slender Man, If Slender Man lives in Runeterra.

I walk into my apartment building which is located next to the League building near Swains fortress home. It's kind of tedious that I have to walk across the city to buy my provisions then walk back. Although it seems like minor exercise, anyone that really knows me, I'm lazier than a sloth. As soon I got to my apartment, unexpected thing happens to me.

"Riven, why are you in my apartment?"

"If you want this partnership to work we have to study each other's strengths and weaknesses."

I sigh and whined "Do I have to?"

"Yes; oh and do you want crackers with that whine?"

"Oh, that joke was so bad I forgot to laugh."

She gives me a rage filled glare and retorts "you want to start something?"

"Maybe I want to."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

We match each other's stares for a few minutes. Each passing moment I could feel that she is mocking me. My urge become so great I just need to sate it for a bit. Then I break our stare contest by leaping at her. Our contest becomes from a staring contest to a brawl on the floor.

I pull on her clothes with one hand and keep her a bit suppressed on the other. While I do that she pulls on my hair and tugs on my sleeve. We roll on the floor trying to get the upper hand over the other. We end up knocking over some lamps and tables. After what feels like an hour passed, we stop for a moment to catch our breaths. As soon as I laid my eyes on her for a moment I couldn't help but stare not at a very angry woman but the most radiant one in Noxus. I fall deeply into those ruby red eyes of hers and glistening sweaty skin of hers, I can't help but to feel an unknown feeling deep inside of me. It's not rage but something softer. Riven quickly catches me staring and growls.

"What in hell are you staring at?"

I recover and shift my head to the side and say. "I just didn't notice how beautiful you look when you work up a sweat." I close my eyes and let out a small sigh. As soon I open them and turn to Riven, she is but a few inches from my face. "Um, Riven why are you up close to my face like this?"

As soon I asked that she locks our lips in a violent kiss. I fall on my back taken back by this kiss. I feel confused. I don't know whether if I should respond violently or to match this feeling in my heart. I feel my hands shake. I raise them up. My brain is telling me to get her off of me but my heart is telling me something else. Before my mind could register my actions, I wrap my arms around her slender yet firm body. I stay in this position with her for a while.

(Ajax POV)

I hear a large explosion nearby and I could sense the death of many men. I run over to where I think the area of death is. I try to keep my steps quiet since I am traversing through a dangerous area. Out of all the places on this planet my wrist-comm teleports me to, it had to be Noxus. I trudge through the thick forest until I found the remains of an entire squadron. I closely inspect their uniform and they're soldiers from the Demacian Dauntless Vanguard. I search for survivors in this mess. I also sense the residual energy from this and I can tell it's from my second son, Hexx. My hope of finding some survivors begins to falter until I hear a groan. I walk over to see a friend of Gareth's

"Garen do you hear me?"

"I can't feel my arm."

I look over to see it severed from the explosion. I look around to see it a few feet away from him. I also look around and it seems that he is the sole survivor of this massacre. I retrieve the arm and I begin to drag Garen out of sight. As I drag him by one of his shoulders I heard a Noxian patrol coming closer. I quickly hide Garen inside a bush and myself as a falcon.

"This is a fucking mess; a Demacian task force found on our own land" I heard one of the soldiers yell out.

"I'm just worried if any of them survived."

As they sweep the area to kill any Demacian survivors one of them comes near the bush Garen is in. I have to act fast. I fly into bush startling the soldier coming towards it. From the bush I heard him yelp in surprise.

"Damn it was just a bird."

As soon the group finishes their sweep they leave the site. I transform back to my reaper form. I go back to the bush and lift Garen and slump him over my shoulder. I pick up his severed arm but from what I can tell it could be fixable and reattached onto Garen. I take another look around and I take to the skies. I immediately set my sights to Demacia and begin my flight. As I fly I use my legs to hold Garen while I sew his arm back. The fact I'm sewing a guy's arm back to his body while flying is not an easy task. It takes the whole flight for me to sew back the flesh, skin and nerves. Before I land at the gate I use my healing abilities to reactivate the nerves in his arm. As soon as I land I'm greeted by some soldiers and my son.

"Gareth; it does my heart well you are in health."

"Father, what happen?"

"Why don't you ask your friend here; I'm thirsty, does anyone have ale on them?"

They all just stare at me for a moment. The silence is broken when Gareth says.

"Um, father it's eleven A.M. in the day."

"Got to be five o'clock somewhere."