The worm with a Knife

by tehchozen

Killer. Hunter. Murder. There is a saying I like. Kill one man, you're a murderer. Kill lots of them, you're a hero. Kill all of them, you're a conqueror. Well I intend to conquer. I intend to get revenge for those that were slaughtered. I intend to conquer Noxus, and burn it all. I am Ariston Albrand, and I am but a worm with a knife.

2. Chapter 2: Interrogation part 1

This target was different. General Marcus Du Couteau. He was neither overly strict, nor overly soft. He was someone I could respect for no reason other than his attitude. He was strong, and he let everyone know, but his means were subtle. People feared and respected him. Even I respected him a little. I learned that he enjoyed taking midnight strolls out in the nearby woods.
Perfect. I followed him, and observed. He was carrying his sword, so I would have to kill him before he could draw. I hadn t seen him in combat, and that worried me. I was brought out of my chain of thought by him drawing it. I mentally swore. I would have to bleed him out.
If he cried, we were far enough away from camp that no-one would hear. He began stabbing at air. I just watched his moves. I could beat him, if it came to a straight out fight.