The Crimson Assassin Chapter Five:
Authors Note:
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"I can't do this anymore."
"I need to find a way out."
"This room….." Thero'gar was surrounded by the filthy walls of his dundgeon, no windows only one rat and a pile of hay in the corner to keep him company.
"I will use what they told me…" As soon as the guard walked in bludgeon in hand Thero'gar jumped from the shadows using a sharpened stone to strike trough the guards weak point at his neck, with a gurgling sound he fell to the ground.
As he ran trough the halls the other prisoners shouted at him, to let them free, they had families, he didn't care, they were weak, they don't deserve to live.
The guard at the exit of the prison also fell to his improvised weapon as gands grabbed his head and pulled him behind in the dark. Now all he had to do was get trough the gate, and they were always open.
"What?!" The assassin said in disbelief as he saw them closed, on top of the gatehouse, stood the silhouette of his mentor.
"Too slow…"
Thero'gars eyes jerked open, it was a nightmare, the past still haunted his dreams. He found the purple mage laying on top of him with her arms around his neck, her cheek pressed on his.
The rings didn't still disperse, he didn't really want to wake her up, but he didn't want to spend any more time cuffed like this.
Syndras eyes slowly opened, she blinked a few times, yawned and fell back to sleep, or did she? She jumped out of bed a look of surprise on her face.
"That wasn't a dream?" She asked as redness slowly started coloring her face.
"If you don't mind…" The assassin looked at the purple rings as they slowly dispersed with a wave of her hand.
"I am sorry I didn't….." She tried explaining as she looked at the floor.
"Your brain was swimming in alcohol, you don't need to explain, besides, I cant way I wasn't comfortable, heh." The assassin said as he pulled his mask up on his face again.
Syndra's blush starting to get even more fierce, if that was even possible. Then she put her palm over her mouth and quickly ran trough the door.
"Hangover, that's why I choose not to get intoxicated." Thero'gar said as he stretched his arms.
A few minutes later he found himself standing alone in the Ionian wing hall as Syndra had an early battle at the Rift, it appeared that Syndra felt more awkward around him from their kiss, his first kiss. Come to think of it, he got his first kiss at age of 25, most of his clam members had a wife by now. Although he placed an oath on celibacy the emperor was dead, he didn't have to stick his oath anymore.
He should have a few battles today, so he went to the top floor were the cafeteria was located to pick up something to eat. As he entered the cafeteria the conversation in the room suddenly died as all of the attention was turned to him, he didn't like attention, nor people, and there were a lot of people here, too much for his liking. He picked up a tray from a stack and continued to where the food was located, when he noticed something staring at him.
Someone to be precise… Before him stood a girl, blond hair, white t-shirt and bright jeans. Her eyes were so blue and that smile, it irritated him quite a bit.
The conversation returned as he turned to face his nemesis.
"Your smile, it is hurting my eyes." The assassin raised his hand to block the girls face.
"Can I help you?" The assassin asked in an annoyed tone that just screamed at her to get away.
"Oh hi! Im Luxanna Crownguard, but you can call me Lux, sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I was wondering if you would come and eat with us" The girl pointed at a table occupied with Jarvan IV, and several others.
"I appreciate the invitation but I eat alone." The crimson assassin replied as he continued his march towards the food.
From the metallic stand he took out some yogurt, and some roasted rice with salmon. He then turned around hoping to make a quick exit.
Alas he could only hope, from the exit approached a man that seemed to be a ninja, vivid red eyes burning in the darkness of his helmet. He appeared to have no weapons on himself and the shadow he casted appeared to be somehow darker and move on its own will.
The man stood in front him, Thero'gar was a bit taller than him. He stared at him for a few moments as the champions from the cafeteria observed the standoff.
The ninjas eyes narrowed as he disappeared apparently into the floor.
The institute was getting the better of him, it was quite annoying when everyone wanted to get to know him, why don't they mind their own buissnes?
The crimson assassin got back to his room and got immediately to his bedroom. He put his tray on the bed as he slowly began unclasping his armor, he didn't get out of it for a few days, he needed some rest, not that it was heavy or anything, harder than bluesteel, lighten than phoenix feather.
As soon as he got rid of his armor he approached the wardrobe and when he opened it, to be surprised would be saying it lightly. Within it on a hanger lay an outfit resembling his, only it was all golden and white…..It was disgusting, like the rest of the institute.
On the hanger engraved in gold, of course, was an inscription reading "Whitelighter Thero'gar". Did they expect of him to wear that, thing?
"Never mind." The assassin thought as he got a pair of plain black sweatpants and an dark gray t-shirt. Of his armor he picked out his facemask and removed its chinguard.
He sat on his bed and put the tray on his lap.
"Finally able to rest a little." The assassin said as he put his tray with food on his lap.
The rice wasn't bad, he ate better thought. The institute was a really hellish place to be, not a single sane person here, well maybe except Syndra. She was probably his only friend there. One friend was all he needed, as far as asked he didn't need friends at all. As soon as they calculate the damage he has done and he repays it with blood he is out of here.
But where to then?
He didn't really think of that. There was no king to serve, he certainly couldn't stay here, then where?
He had no purpose anymore.
Had not a reason to live.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Who's now?!" The assassin said as he basically threw his tray on the ground.
"I am not here…" The yelled from his bedroom.
KNOCK. KNOCK.
The unwanted visitor jumped as the assassin appeared behind her, mask on face only without his armor.
"Speak…" The assassin said contempt oozing from his red eyes.
"Why don't be like that…" The girl said putting on a devious smile.
The girl was beautiful least to say. She was wearing some sort of costume, Ionian he would say, revealing as always. But what surprised him was that she had nine white tails, whiskers on her cheeks and fox ears, her golden eyes his something behind them, he couldn't say what.
"Since you are the new champion we decided to throw you a welcoming party, and I was sent to pick you up!" She cheerfully said.
"I don't like parti….." He was cut off as she grabbed his hand and started pulling him down the hallway.
It was a long way to the top of the dorm building where her room resided, where the party was supposed to be held. As they arrived at the door of her room she put a hand and drawed her room key from her cleavage.
As she unlocked the door she literally pushed him in. The room was big, he didn't think there was something like this in the Ionian quarter, it was probably the best room in the institute.
"Nice room, how did you get it?" The assassin asked as he looked around.
"I have my ways." The fox girl said followed with a giggle.
"So where are everyone?" The assassin asked, crossing his hands.
"Oh we just got a little early…" The girl said seductively as she put on a sly smile.
She started getting closer, and closer until she put her hands on his chest, she wraped her tails around the assassin, he remained unfazed.
"What do you think you are doing?" The assassin asked.
"Immune to my charm?" She giggled.
"Champion there you have a battle, teleportation ETA six seconds" echoed a voice in the assassins head.
"Farewell succubus…" The assassin said as he disappeared into thin air. Leaving the girl slightly disappointed.
"Heh, I like the targets that struggle." She said now alone in her room.
In the round chamber he found himself with Akali, the ninja he met earlier, some sort of unicorn-girl-thing? It wielded a staff with an golden half moon on top of it.
Akali instantly spoke. "What the hell is this?! Where is the fifth champion? Why am I with this prick and Zed?"
She nagged about the position they were in for the whole duration of their stay in the round chamber.
They soon found themselves standing on top of the platform above the purple nexus.
"You need to learn to play with the cards life has given you…" Was all the assassin said as he headed towards bottom lane leaving her standing on the platform.
Heading towards bottom lane? What the hell? He realized he just broke what he said a minute ago. Nevermind.
He was playing with Akali, the female ninja stayed quiet until the minions spawned.
On the other side of the lane there was a girl in a short, of course, purple dress with a comically oversized top hat, she was wielding a rifle, it was something new in his realm, although rare he got to see a few of them close up.
Both Akali and him were farming minions, the girl armed with the rifle occasionally shot a few bullets at them.
"If I weren't weakened like this I would have shot you down five times by now." The woman said with a British accent.
"If I weren't weakened like this the battle would have been already over." His remark only caused anger on the face of the girl as she aimed another piercing shot at them, the assassin sidestepped dodging it.
Akali used the chance when she was distracted and threw her kama from the bush hitting the girl in the shoulder, as she released a cry of pain the female ninja launched a flying kick hitting her square in the chest, ripping her kama out of her shoulder.
Akali was caught by surprise as when she landed she stepped on one of the girls traps, leaving her immobilized. Akali instantly received a few shots in the stomach as she fell on the ground.
"Wanna know why its called Ace in the Hole? I am the ace and the hole is where you used to have your head!" The girl said as a laser appeared on akalis forehead.
Bang.
The assassin released a muffled grunt of pain as the bullet hit him in the knee. In the last moment he blinked in front of Akali saving her from certain doom. He fell to the ground on his shattered knee, Akali didn't miss this chance as she jumped over the wounded assassin landing gracefully behind their enemy, her kama dripping with blood as the girl fell to her knees, her head rolling over in the direction of the river leaving a trail of blood behind it.
She approached the assassin and lent him a hand. "Thanks, you didn't have to do that, does it hurt?" The female ninja said in a soft tone.
"No, it actually even healed me…" The assassin sarcastically remarked getting a sigh from the ninja.
"Tou. Kai. Rin.. Zen." The assassin said as he made a hand seal, vanishing in a cloud of red mist.
His summoner instructed him to gank top lane, his opponent was somebody called Sion, he was low on health. Thero'gar choose to go trough the jungle and then exit on the river path.
As he was silently moving trough the woods he heard a noise coming from the Red Brambleback camp. As he knelt in the brush he noticed someone attacking the monster, better yet something.
From his point of view it was an old bag impaled with a few sticks with a few crows running around, he didn't even need a sword to kill that thing he thought.
He waited for his summoner to tell him when to strike, he threw Carvus at the monster gaining a red runic circle named the Crest of Cinders, or red as most of the summoners called it.
The creature was surprised as it turned its attention to the bush the dagger came from and placed a ward in it, but was surprised to find no one. The assassin already blinked to the other bush and dashed from it in order to impale the thing, but was amazed at how sturdy it was, damm rift magic.
It laughed maniacally as it appeared behind him, followed by a storm of crows. Crows? They were mere flies. Now it was Thero'gars time to laugh at the poor damage the creature was dealing, and in a few slices it was reduced to a pile of ashes, well more improved than reduced. From there he exited the jungle and ran up the river and hid in the bush near op lane.
What he saw was a giant of a man, pale, wielding a massive axe he used to cleave minions in half. In his stomach there was a bright red light, on his jaw he wore what seemed to be half of a metal crown. He was badly wounded.
"I WANT BLOOD!" The giant said as he started charging for the bush the assassin was in, stomping on a few minions on his path.
"Shit, it was warded." The assassin thought to himself as he narrowly dodged the charge by doing a roll.
The giant stopped with a roar and turned around to face his new enemy. A red shield appeared around him as it god denser. It soon exploded sending the assassin stumbling backwards. The giant ran quickly to him as he towered above him he raised his war axe high above his head.
The assassin thanks to his quick reflexes got into a crouching position and rolled underneath his legs only to use his sword to cut the giants common peroneal nerve leaving his left leg useless as he stumbled onto his knee.
The master assassin had to know the human anatomy to the smallest details, in order to know where to strike.
He nimbly jumped onto the back of the giant using his Butcher's Blades as climbing tools. The giant tried to get the assassin with his left hand but failed to do so as Thero'gar avoided his hand with ease. He reached the top as he impaled Sions shoulderblade with one of his short katanas leaving and used the other one and dug it into the giants neck, its tip exiting trough the throat.
The assassin expected the creature to die but with an inhumane howl it dropped its axe and started shaking and turning like a wild beast. It was getting significantly harder for him to stay on the giants back as he was shaken off landing on his feet in the water.
The giant charged him but started getting closer more slowly, and slowly until he stumbled, fell on his knees and finally in the river, face half submerged by the water.
The voice of the female announcer boomed across the rift announcing that Thero'gar just killed Sion. He recovered his blades from the monsters back as he heard the announcer reporting the deaths of his other enemies.
He started moving to the enemies base to ward their blue, as how the summoners called it, but when he arrived, he saw something that disturbed him greatly.
A tentacle, purple and glowing with power, it was moving towards the blue camp, it looked like one of them, The Void Creatures.
The enemy team surrendered at the moment, sending Thero'gar and his teammates into the round chamber where they started the battle. The assassin dismissed the thought of having one of the void as a champion, he has started hallucinating, yes that's right.
He was soon teleported back to the fox girls room, apparently no one was there as the door was locked, he just blinked to the other side. He started walking back to his own room, from time to time a summoner would greet him.
But a thought haunted him, that thing, was it truly of the Void? Those cursed creatures ruined his life, he didn't have a purpose to live.
Depression slowly took over his mind, but he was used to it, life is shitty anyway.
Life taught him a valuable lesson. If there is the smallest chances of anything going wrong it will.
As long as he has spare time, he thought about speaking with a high summoner about moving to the Ionian wing, it was peaceful enough, and more importantly, it reminded him of home.
He arrived at the office of high summoner Alina, the one he met at his stay at the hospital.
"Come in." Was heard from inside the office, he didn't want to bang his head over how she knew he was coming.
The office didn't surprise him at all, towers of papers and papers. The walls weren't visible of the bookshelves.
"Knew you would come." The girl said cheerfully clearing her worktable of the pile of papers and reports.
"We did a damage calculation, you leveled the storage tower, we store artifacts there, the ones you use in the field are copies of the ones we keep…ergh hmm were keeping in the tower." She said as she handed him a paper.
Meki Pendant
Regrowth Pendant
Sage Ring
Emblem of Valor
Force of Nature
Hearth of Gold
Ionic spark
Kages lucky pick
Leviathan
Malady
Mana manipulator
Oracles hood
Philosophers stone
Priscillas blessing
Zhonyas Ring
Blackfire Torch
Deathfire Grasp
Eleisas Miracle
Innervating Locket
Madreds Bloodrazor
Shard of true ice
Soul shroud
Runic Bulwark
"What is this?" The assassin asked reading the note.
"That is… the list of artifacts you have completely eradicated, their total value in league service is…. Well since it isn't really your fault, lets say 250 years." She said with a smile adorning her face.
"Shit…"
