Nocturne hovered in his cage, bored by the emptiness. He had nothing to do. No one to scare. Nobody to kill. He sighed. What do you do in a magic cage that doesn't let you do anything? He looked at the door without emotion, as if he could show emotion anyway, he was a shadow, when the crease of light on the wall widened into a large square. Two silhouettes stood in the doorway. One was familiar, one was new to him. "Fiddlesticks." Nocturne hissed the name. Not with anger, just factual.
"What do you want with me, scarecrow?" The shadow seemed genuinely curious, although he still spoke monotonously.
"I want you to vouch for me, my shapeless friend. This... is Wukong. The monkey king. He needs to build a reputation."
So that's who that is. I never liked him. Arrogant. "I can tell you this now, monkey. Arrogance is only for those who deserve it. Creatures like you shouldn't be arrogant."
The monkey whimpered and stepped back. Nocturne chuckled. He knew how to mess with creatures when they stepped into the room. Their auras told the shadow who they were.
"Help me or I swear to you I will send the crows at your cage. I will drain you to within an inch of your life." Fiddlesticks eyes were now a glowing, furious red, similar to that of his crows, but much more ominous. You knew he was angry when you saw him. He radiated hatred. Wukong started to back towards the door. It slammed shut, and as the scarecrow lit the room with a torch, Wukong was revealed to be having a staring contest with one of the scariest looking crows you will ever see. It was the size of the monkey kings head, and it watched, no, stared at Wukong with its blood-red dots it called eyes. Wukong was sure he wanted to kill the monkey.
Nocturne hesitated and then nodded. What else was he going to do? He had nothing to do in the cage, and a little conversation, no matter how unpleasant, was worth being left alone. "Fine," he hissed. "What do you want?"
"I want to recruit you." Fiddlesticks spoke nonchalantly, as if it meant nothing at all that he wanted to 'recruit' the most fearsome creature in all of the league of legends. "You have a powerful reputation. I want you to train my monkey friend here how to build his own."
Nocturne contemplated. What was he to do? He could tell them to leave, but he would lose fiddlesticks as an ally. Or he could waste his freedom on a monkey. It might be worth it. What else am I to do all day? At least this passes time. "Fine. Deal. I'll help your fleshbag monkey friend in exchange for two hours of freedom every day." He can negotiate, at least. He wanted something out of this.
"Very well." Fiddlesticks cackled. "We'll see you in a few days. Come along, Wukong. We're going to see our friend Tryndamere!"