Chapter 3.

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The next update will come in a week or so, it will be much longer and focus a lot more on the characters.

Janna stood in her study, the omnipresent wind fluttering around her. Around her, books crammed every nook, half of them sprawled open, as she searched for the information. As she opened another rusty book, its dust spilling off of it, she almost groaned. Brushing it off, she began to read.

"The Ancients were, as legends wrote, a group of legendary warriors. Much of them is shrouded in mystery, as most of the documents and accounts have long since been lost."

Thanks. Janna frowned. I really needed to know that all information about them was lost… She sighed and stood up again. Outside, the sun was setting again, marking the seventh day of her pursuit. Why was the Master so interested anyways? She had heard mysterious tales of the Kinkou Master, and so had taken the elaborate plan of killing a messenger and replacing him with a fully scripted and magically infused wind spirit to intercept messages.

Over the years, this Master had sent out various messages with levels one and two. But this was the first time it had been attached with a level three notice. And that got Jannah worried.

Could this be related to… She thought to her recent studies. Being one of the most famed scholars in the world, no one suspected her of studying anything but her assignment of military strategies for that fool Jarvan. Recently, however, she had picked up on far more worrying news. There were rumours within the ancient texts she was studying of a mysterious person, which itself was interesting.

But the same exact person appeared in ancient texts from all over the world, thousands of years apart and in no contact with each other. The Yordlians called him the Lightbringer, the Shurimans called him the Shadow, and even the Void had a name for him, though it had long been lost.

Tales told of him appearing in battles, single-handedly wiping out whole platoons of men. Saving the king of Shurima, Azir, from sure death by breathing life into him. He seemed neither good nor evil. It was perplexing.

She looked at the map again. Maybe there was something about this man. On the replica of the Master's message, there was a map with a mark and a name on it. She read the name. Elise. I will meet you soon.

She charged through the air, gravity twisting around her face as she bent it with skills unknown for so long. This was it, the taste of battle. Finally, another awoke, and the Arachnid. For years, she had been deployed to hunt down random monsters terrorizing small villages, but nothing that she couldn't do with a blink. Now, Vilemaw, that was a real challenge.

As she neared the source of the energy, she felt the thrill of battle begin to pulse through her. It shook and trembled until she was ready to let it out. She laughed, the laugh of war. And she charged.

Ahead of her, she saw a small boat, ragged and rotten. And on the boat stood Vilemaw, or at least his spirit. She refocused her eyes and looked closer.

No, it wasn't Vilemaw's form. There was a young girl and man standing on the boat, eyes staring straight through her. She frowned. The blood of innocents was never good to take. But, still, if the Master requested it…

She spun, and suddenly she shimmered in the light and became visible. Her battle form, the one known by humans as Anivia. She screamed and a blast of ice particles shot forth, raining down on the ship.

Yasuo stared out into the open air. There was not a cloud in the sky, the sun was shining brightly to compensate for the darkness of the swamp. That was, of course, before the giant fricken bird appeared out of nowhere.

She literally zapped into existence a mere 50 feet from their boat. Her body seemed to be carved by ice, glistening inside the mid-afternoon sun. Her wings shone with the pendants of light, shimmering. She roared, and a blast of icy bullets came roaring out of her wings. He barely rolled out of the way, following in Elise's footsteps as she leapt out of the way as well. Elise gathered some of that strange venom she seemed to have, and flung it at the bird.

It smashed into the bird's wings, and instantly froze and shattered down. Yasuo gaped. Her poison had been completely frozen. He had never heard of anything that powerful.

The bird roared again, and then dove. Around it, the formings of an icy egg appeared as it gained distance on the small boat.

50 feet.

The bird hurtled across the water, leaving a trail of ice in her wake.

30 feet.

Yasuo put up several wind walls as Elise attempted to craft a webbing shield around them. They looked into each other's eyes and knew that would do nothing.

10.

2.

The bird crashed straight onto the deck, then bounced off as if a giant bubble surrounded the ship. Yasuo looked up, and saw her. The demon who had been chasing him for all these years. She stood there, in her flimsy white dress, the same thing she wore that fated day all those years ago…

The last thing he remembered before he hit the deck was the sound of Elise's scream mixing with that of his brother's, beckoning him to the darkness.

He opened his eyes, and he was in a different place. It wasn't a place he had been before, but he thought these nightmares had ended years ago…

He felt the land open up beneath him, and he fell a few feet into what seemed like a massive crater. Around him, the ground was pitted with small, perfectly triangular holes. He looked around.

He seemed to be in a clearing inside a deep forest. Around him, a ring of grass grew, but none ventured into the crater. And right in front of him… was his own brother.

He had a cocky smile on his face, just like the last time Yasuo had embraced him. He laughed and grinned at Yasuo.

"Bro, you'll be back before you know it. Don't look so down, I'll clear your name." He grinned and held out his hand for a shake. Yasuo shook back tears as he reached forward for his brother's soft embrace. "Don't worry, Yas. I'll see ya again, and we could go fishing, just like last time."

He knew this was a memory, a distant ghost sent to haunt him, but he was afraid. There would be no more next time, no fishing, no brother. The next time would be a confrontation, and he would… His brother would die.

He looked at his elder brother again, holding him tight and comforting his younger brother leaving on a quick journey of exile. He was wrong. Yasuo was wrong about everything. He hadn't left the ghosts of past behind when he made a new life. He had just captured them in his heart.

Janna looked forward at the young woman in front of her. This was the famous Arachnid?

She floated forward and held out a hand. "Ja-Jenny of Ionia." Best to play it safe and hide her identity for now.

The woman smiled. "Elise. Thank you for saving us."

Janna faked a smile back and looked at the still struggling Anivia, fighting against the bounds that held her tight. The bounds she herself had developed, and as far as she knew, she was the only human to defeat an Ancient.

"It is my pleasure. Do you know what brought this beast to you?"

She saw Elise hesitate. A split fraction of a second, but it was enough to realize she was lying. "No, I have no clue. Me and my husband here were just sailing to Ionia to meet up with my family."

Janna looked closely at Elise as she talked. The prose she used was definitely from a well-born family, and her mostly masked accent was definitely Noxus in origin. The way her arms moved, her eyes darted, she was definitely anticipating something dangerous.

She struck, instantly transforming into a spider. It was so sudden, so bizarre after the conversation with the pleasant young woman that Janna almost got hit. She instinctively wrapped herself in a ball of air, cushioning and deflecting the blow. As the spider lunged again, she quickly spirited herself into the sky.

Of course, Arachnid. She cursed herself. How could she have been so dumb? That was the ancient word for spider. Another Ancient? She tested by throwing another bond at her, the one that had captured Anivia.

The new Arachnid dodged it quickly, and spat a ball of venomous poison at Janna's face. She deflected it with a blast of air, but it burned through the air. Poison burning through air? If that's the true power of Ancients, then…

She quickly dashed even higher in the sky, where the Arachnid couldn't hit her. And she looked at Anivia closer. The wings… they seemed a little bent out of shape. And the ice she had shot was melting, not freezing the wood. That was definitely not what the legends claimed.

That meant… it was a trap. The Anivia was fake. She turned around, only to be bound midair with a chain of long, heavy rope. Behind her, a voice sneered. The Master.

"My dear, we have finally caught you. Game over."