Misadventures of the Du Couteau House Chapter 11
Author: Tinnuwen
(Formerly) Co-Author: FallenAssassin9
Disclaimer: Tinnuwen and I, FallenAssassin9, do not own League of Legends or any of its merchandise, the owners of said game and merchandise is Riot Games, this is nonprofit story written by our love of the game, its lore, and its characters.
Tinn: I do admit that last chapter was mostly filler :P And an update on the progress of Darryl's and Allison's training. Not that it will matter… you'll see why my little duckies~
'These meetings are so mind numbing' Marcus thought as he was sitting in his seat listening to the other Generals in the meeting talk about their recent successes. 'Honestly, this man has been going on for so long I've forgotten what the purpose of our meeting even was.'
The General had just finished his long winded account of his latest actions when Swain said, "Thank you General for your… enlightening report." Looking over at Marcus, Swain asks, "General Marcus, how has your assignment on taking care of the Blade's Shadow gone? I'd imagine that it wasn't difficult for you."
"Not as difficult as you would like to think, General Swain. Katarina nearly had the poor boy bleed out a mere few days previously." Swain was not amused. "That cannot be all." He simply said. "Who does he serve? Truly?" Swain suddenly asked "He only swore to me, General Swain." Marcus said after a short pause. The younger, red-headed General seemed to be confused with the elder's inquiries.
Swain had a rather crooked smirk on his face, as if such things were not news to him. "I want you to make him swear to be of service to Noxus, as is his duty as a citizen of the city-state. If not, then he is no longer considered one of us, and therefore be deported for his... disloyalty." The bird-like General responded in his usual bitter tone.
Now was the time for Marcus to be even more confused. Then it hit. "You believe that I would take him in, if I believed he was disloyal to the Grand General or Noxus? Are you mad?" At this point Marcus was close to breaking, his face was beginning to become red with rage at such accusations in front of the other generals. "This is preposterous!" He cried. Swain sat there in his calmness, "Prove it."
Allison was rather enjoying her day. Herself and Cass were enjoying the daytime sun, each with a cup of tea in hand. The gentle wind was calming and she was certain Cass was enjoying her time, mostly due to her rambling about a new book she had been reading. Apparently it was about Shurima and things beneath the sand. "It would be so interesting to see the ruins of that place, would we ever visit it some day sister?" Cass looked to Allison with a small grin and a sparkle of hope in her green eyes.
"Ha. If you did ever visit Shurima then you can count me out. Lost cities aren't the only things that lurk beneath Shurima's sands." Darryl's voice cuts in. Allison and Cass look up to see him coming towards them with his own drink.
"Huh? What else is there?" Cassiopeia questions while tilting her head. Smirking, Darryl see's an opportunity to mess with Cass a bit. He crouches down in front of her and ask in a hushed tone, "You mean you haven't heard of Rek'Sai? Or-" Allison quickly stepped into the conversation, if only to save the poor girl from nightmares. "There is no need for that. You are going to give the poor girl nightmares with your stories about mythical beasts." With that said, Allison gave him a warning look before taking a sip of tea.
Rolling his eyes, Darryl mock whispers to Cass, "Your sister is no fun huh?" Cass giggled at the statement. Allison clearly heard that, but held her tongue. "What. Did. He. Just. Say. I'm the FUNNEST person I know." Katarina raged inside Allison's head. "Your life must be very boring then." Talon mockingly replied. There goes that nice, quiet day.
Deciding to try and stop them before they get too annoying Darryl just thinks back, 'Destruction of your souls remember?' "You don't intimidate me, you wouldn't even known where to begin with that." Katarina challenges, not willing to be told off that easily. 'The Thresh Prince of Bel Air begs to differ.'
"... Who the hell are you talking about?" Talon asks wondering what idiocy Darryl is going on about now. 'Oh for fucks sakes, Allison explain while I make sure Cass doesn't think we're going crazy, I mean we've just been sitting here for the past few minutes.' Darryl orders in an exasperated tone before turning his attention on Cassiopeia. The little blonde was sipping her tea and humming to herself. Probably thinking about what a 'Rek'Sai' was. "Sister, can you tell me a story about the Ascended?" She asked with big puppy eyes. Allison couldn't resist the chance to tell her more lore. The eyes just make the deal even sweeter.
"So Marcus are you willing to prove your statement?" Swain ask Marcus in a confident tone. "This idea of yours is insane Swain, even though I do have full trust in Talon's loyalty this test of yours is too extreme!" Marcus furiously answers.
"No... What's crazy is letting the one responsible for releasing Sion, from his cage during the festival mind you, off free and expect him to be loyal. He's an unknown factor and we can't be sure of where his true goals lie, at least not without a test." Swain tactfully replies, choosing his words carefully in order to sway the other Generals to his way of thinking. Looking at the other Generals, Marcus can see that he is getting backed into a corner. If he doesn't go along with Swains test then they will "deport" Talon, which is pretty much a death sentence. On the other hand, if he does then there will be a very high risk of something going wrong and his daughter paying the price for it.
Eventually deciding to put his faith in Talon, Marcus grits his teeth and replies, "I accept your challenge Swain, but if anything goes wrong-anything at all-there won't even be a feather left by the time I'm done with you."
If Swain felt threatened by Marcus's claim, he didn't show it as he calmly states, "Well, if you're right about the Blade's Shadow loyalty, nothing should go wrong."
"So.. pretty much all of the Ascended are a bunch of mutated Zoo animals then." Darryl states with a smirk. Allison was standing there glaring at him while Cass looked a little horrified. "Talon." Allison said frighteningly calm. Darryl didn't have to guess what she might do, which is punch him, when he backed off.
"Sister, are you sure that what brother said was just a story?" The little blonde asked. The poor girl was startled by the tale. "The Ascended are depicted like half animals, mostly due to certain traits that they had in their life," Allison explained. "Like how the Ascended called "Nasus" is depicted as a half dog because of his loyalty to the emperor." Cass smiled at that. Allison had no doubt that she would keep researching the old empire again. She had quite a mind and curiosity to her, even at such a young age. With a smile, Allison looks down at the blonde. It is such a shame about what will happen in the future. At that thought, Katarina sighed at the reminder.
"Are you absolutely sure that you can't change SOMETHING? At least so Dad doesn't disappear?" The redhead pleaded. "You know I can't do that. It could absolutely ruin my foreknowledge completely, thus defeating the purpose in the end." Allison said in reply mentally.
Not long after the conversation ended, a sharp pain began to bloom on the back of Allison's head. Gripping her head, she kneeled and cried out at the pain. Cassiopeia and Darryl took notice immediately, coming to help. The searing hot pain began to be overwhelmingly strong, then everything faded to white.
Faintly, Allison can hear Katarina's voice calling out to her. The redhead standing in front of her in the great white void that they faded into. "So that's what you looked like." Kat said. Allison looked down and saw her pale skin and dark hair. "Where are we, do you think?" Allison asked.
"That I have no idea, all I know is it started with some really bad pain, then suddenly I was here." The redhead looked around. Right then is where it happened. The pain came back just as strong, seemingly placing a rift in the void, separating Allison and Katarina. "Whatever happens now, please take care of your sister!" Allison yelled, the rift's gravity pulling her in. "I'll miss you! Even if I don't know where you're disappearing to! Find your way back, alright?!" Kat managed to call out before Allison fell unconscious in the portal, drifting into a whole new world.
"What. Happened." Marcus demanded as he slammed his hands down on his desk, Darryl and the family doctor on the other side. "I don't know sir. It seems she had a migraine of some kind. Could have been triggered by anything; sunlight, a smell, allergies. She's fine now. Maybe a little confused. There isn't a need to be so worried, Marcus." The medic said to the General. "I have every right to be worried, Avis. How did you miss this?" That made the doctor sigh. "Sir, migraines typically aren't diagnosed before they happen. But they are treatable." Marcus ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Get it done, Avis. I trust you." With a nod, the doctor was dismissed.
Soon the General looked towards Darryl. "It's a great thing you were nearby. Who knows what would have happened if you weren't there." The redheaded man was close to tears. "It is a great thing having you as a part of the family, Talon. Thank you." Darryl slightly smiled at that remark, even if he knew Allison was long gone. He knew the moment Katarina woke up in her own body. Allison, his friend, disappeared. To where, he had absolutely no idea, but had a feeling it had something to do to the power that brought them to Valoran in the first place.
A crash, some lights, and then people talking where all Allison could sense when she slowly came to. The air was filled with the smell of burning flesh. Did she crash? Slowly lifting her head, Allison looked around. Debris and bodies were strewn around haphazardly. Pieces of some kind of large aircraft were everywhere. Allison struggled to slowly get to her feet as one of the lights slowly landed on her as she leaned on a chunk of metal as support. Some voices called out in surprise as more lights followed the first one.
It wasn't long until a blonde man in a white set of some kind of armor ran up to her. "Does anything hurt? Do you require healing?" He had a russian accent. At the time, Allison thought it was rather amusing. Chuckling at herself, she replied, "Just a killer headache. Not much else. Maybe some scratches." When she raised her hand to run it through her hair, Allison noticed that it was shorter than she remembered. Almost as if the edges were singed off. "Well. Regardless, I'm going to heal you regardless. Is that alright Miss…?"
While Allison was obsessing over her hair, she nearly didn't catch the Russian's question. "You can call me Alice, if you'd like." The blonde man smile a bit. "Name's Anton. And according to the scans you've experienced some mental trauma of a sort as well as your basic injuries." With a frown, Allison thought back to her separation from Katarina. "Do you know where you are?" Anton asked, breaking her out of her trance.
With her confusion so clear, the blonde understood instantly. "Amnesia?" Allison nodded in response. "We'll take care of you, Alice. Let's get you inside. There is a lot to fill you in on."
Tinn: Well that took forever ~ Sorry for making this take FOREVER. I only just started to get back into writing again recently. I'll be moving this story over to the Starcraft 1 Universe, and moving on from there, before coming full circle back to League :D Hopefully, by my enjoyment of older games, I will write full time. So I had to cut this story a bit short, so I can shift the story over to one I can get immersed into it. This turns into longer chapters, woo~!