Chapter 7: Snowdown
Snowdown, the celebration of all of Valoran. A time of food and peace. A time of family and firends. A time of happiness...and of love.
We now follow our champions as they struggle to get that special someone a gift to make them happier than ever.
From our beloved prince of Demacia, to the heartless assassin Katarina Du Couteau. From the yordel Teemo, to the Barbarian King. Even the bloodthirsty Darius and the emotionless Shen.
Will these hopeless people find what they are looking for? Or will they find more?
The snow had finaly come.
All the champions, excluding the ones who had no home to goto- Cho'gath, Kog'maw, Zilean, Ryze, ect.- were all back at their homes, enjoying the holidays.
Katarina was heading home with Cassiopia, who had to wear a lot of warm clothing because of her cold blood. Garen, Lux, Shyvana, Jarvan, and Xin Zhao were returning to Demacia to celebrate. Vi and Caitlyn were going to celebrate with Caitlyn's family. Mundo, being an exception, wasn't allowed to return to Zaun for obvious reasons.
All the others returned to their homes.
Darius looked at the stuff on sale in the Noxian market place. He had changed his armor for a black fur coat, bear skin hat, and hiking boots.
It was shady, as all of Noxus is, but no one would cheat a great general like Darius.
Darius looked at jewlery, clothing, and other stuff. He was looking for something specific.
Shyvana wore a red coat that Ahri had given her. Underneath she wore a red dress, and wore black boots with white fur on the trim. She had a black scarf around her neck.
She was looking at gifts around the Demacian market place. She had had dinner with Jarvan, but she never managed to crack that stern shield of his.
She looked around at weapons, but saw that it probibly wasn't weaponry.
Shyvana walked a child walk by with his mother and father. the child was smiling and happy. he laughed and talked with his parents.
Shyvana smiled. It made her feel jealous, but happy seeing such innocence.
Turning back to looking, Shyvana began looking closely.
Akali was looking around, trying to find a present for Shen.
Akali had tradded her garb for a green fur coat and matching wool pants. She wore a pair of cloth shoes designed for snow. Instead of a mask, she wore a skarf that covered her mouth.
Unlike many, she had gotten to know Shen well. He wasn't a man who wanted much. He always loved balance. That was what she had to go on.
Akali had someone following her, making sure she didn't break the balance.
Lee Sin followed her, wearing his usual clothing, always pushing his limits.
Since he joined the Kinkou a year back, he has followed their orders in the League, but refused to kill people outside the League. His atonement forced him to fight in the League, but never anywhere else.
Akali just ignored him since he wouldn't stop her, unless she killed someone.
She looked at the goods that people were selling. What would Shen want most?
Shyvana was looking closely at golden pocket watch that an Ionian trader was trying to sell her. It was very detailed, showing to circle of life. Inside, it showed the time of where ever you were.
She put it down and sighed."I'm sorry, but this isn't what I'm looking for."She walked away.
It was already starting to get late, and she still haven't found Jarvan a gift. What was she to do?
Darius was inspecting a fine silk dress that was on sale for the holidays. He got annoyed, and walked away.
He was looking for something, but he had no idea where it would be sold at. He thought he saw it a couple of times, but only proved to be a trick.
He sighed, and got something to eat at one of the pubs around the area.
Ashe looked at the snow falling out the window.
Her and Tryndamere were at the city that the elves had finished a few years ago. The castle made for them was still small, but comfortable.
Ashe sat in her and Tryndamere's bedroom. It was a comfortable place, with red and blue silk covering all the fernacher, and warm air everywhere.
The doctors there had told her to avoid walking as much as possible. luckily, today was a feast, so she just had to sit and eat.
She was already dressed, and ready to go to the dinning hall at any time.
Garen pulled his coat around him. He always hated the cold.
The reason he pushed himself was for one reason. He had to find a gift for Katarina.
He didn't know what would be best to get her. He was looking hard, trying to decide what Katarina would love above all else.
Akali saw a lovely blade being sold by one of traders from Demacia.
It was beautifully forged out of steel, and engraved with magic runes along its edge. Akali inspected it, and smiled.
"How much for this sword?"she asked.
"One-hundred and twenty-three gold,"the trader said, smiling.
Akali handed him the gold, and walked back to the edge of the town.
Lee Sin walked up."Shen will love it,"he told her.
Akali smiled, knowing that he would.
Darius stopped, and looked closely at a golden pocket watch.
It was wonderfully crafted. Along the edge the pocket watch said in Noxian Runes, May this item bring you happiness and peace. May your life be as strong. And may your love grow each day.
Darius blushed as bit, reading that last bit, but bought the watch anyway.
Shyvana was annoyed. So far, she had been unable to find a gift for Jarvan.
She had searched every trader in the square and every shop with in a mile of the square. her eye roamed from window to window.
Shyvana eventualy looked over to a blacksmith's shop. The burning coals gave her an idea.
Shyvana smiled, and ran back to the palace. She now knew the best gift for Jarvan.
The Demacian palace was filled with the sounds of something being forged.
Fire could be heard, as well as the falling hammer. Something was happening down in the smithery. But what?
Jarvan just kept trying to figure it out. He knew Shyvana was involved, but not anything more.
Katarina had traded her garb for a black fur coat, black wool pants, and lather boots with the usual heel.
She didn't have much reason to be wondering about Noxus. She could have sent one of the servents out to get what she had planned as a thank you for Garen's kindness.
She had asked one of the local blacksmiths to forge a blade both fear inducing and beautifully crafted. He said it would be done today.
Katarina walked into the smithery. A gruff man stood over the forge."Ah, Lady Du Couteau,"he said with a sigh, hefting the sword up."Your blade is finished."
The blade, though fear inducing, was missing something. On its hilt, there was a black gem.
"That stone is out of place,"Katarina stated.
The blacksmith laughed."Its not the penament gem. Its only there to hold the place until a new gem is found for it."
Katarina shurgged, and lifted the sword. It was heavy, and she grunted under the weight. But, she strapped the blade to her back, and began to go back to her family's home.
Riven sat down, sighing.
Like a few others, she didn't have a home to go back to since she was declared dead, and a traitor for leaving the army.
She inspectred the little box she had struggled to have imported from Noxus without any of the loud mouths figuring out. It took one month for any Noxian merchant to agree, and another week for them to get it to the Institute.
She opened it, and smiled. Talon would love it.
Tryndamere looked at the sun. He cursed. He only had an hour to pick up Ashe's presant and get back to the palace.
He turned, and began running to get Ashe's present.
Jarvan looked at Shyvana's present. He had no obligation to buy her one, but he wanted to.
As it is, he always buys gifts for his friends. He had gotten Garen and Xin Zhao presents. Lux also got one, along with Vayne and Fiora.
He hid the gift, and went to see what Shyvana was busy with.
Garen pulled the dagger out of its sheath. It was a wonderfully crafted item. Demacian style, no dought, but it was more brutal than most Demacian weponry.
The blade was curved at the end, ever so slight, and was spiked at the end as well. It was made of enchanted iron, and forged in the fire of dragons. Garen sighed, and put the dagger back.
"I'm sorry,"he said with a bow.
"Its no problem Lord Crownguard,"the merchant said. Garen always hated that title.
Garen turned.
"But please, take it,"the mercahnt said.
Garen turned."Excuse me?"
The merchant smiled."Your the only one to have ever noticed it. Please, take it. Call it a present if you will."
Garen looked at the dagger again."Whats its history?"
The merchant laughed."This is the weapon of General Damian Du Couteau."
Garen took a step back."The first general of King Jerico l? Father of the Du Couteau family?"
"The very same,"he replied.
"But it was lost long ago,"Garen stated.
"Which is why it needs to go back to its rightful owner."He smiled."Lady Du Couteau will love it very much."
Garen blinked.
Teemo staggered to his house. Tristana walked next to him.
"How in Valoran's name did you drink five casks of beer and still ramain standing?"Tristana asked.
Teemo laughed."Gregas' drinks can do that to you,"he replied. He started to fall over.
Tristana helped him stay up.
He laughed."Thanks,"he told her.
They passed by a house, and Teemo began to be unable to walk on his own. Tristana looked and saw it was her place.
"How about I let you stay at my place for the night?"she asked.
Teemo blinked, and said something the no one understood."Ser fefer cure."
"I'll take that as a yes,"Tristana said after a moment."
She set Teemo in a chair, and began to set a small bed for him in the guest room.
When it was done, she saw teemo had fallen asleep.
She smiled. The yordel, though a known partier, was her closest friend, and a good man.
She put a cover over him, and prepaired some firefly brew for the morning.
Shyvana transformed back into her usual shape, her body covered in sweat.
Jarvan waited for her outside her bedroom.
"Where have you been?"he asked.
Shyvana just shrugged."You'll find out a dinner."She closed her door behind her.
Jarvan raised an eyebrow, but laughed."You never change."
"You know it,"she said, going into her bathroom.
Jarvan smiled."Maybe thats why I like her so much,"he whispered to himself.
King Jarvan lll, a man of old age, running into his 90s. His hair was pure silver, excluding a small white look of hair on the right side of his head, and his features burdened. His smile was bright and happy though.
He wore his armor with pride. Despite his age, he still looked full of life.
He watched as people came into the dining hall.
Lux, dressed in yellow and white dress, and Garen Crownguard, dressed in a black tuxedo, along with their family. Shauna Vayne, who had changed out of her usual grim garb for a blue ballroom dress and hair held back by a hair band, much like Lux's. Fiora also came in, dress in a red ballroom dress, much was the fasion at the time, which complemited her hair, and was followed by her two sister, and her brother, the oldest. Lord Laurent, who was disowned by all his children, was not in attendance. Galio and Xin Zhao stood on both side of King Jarvan. Ezreal walked in, trading his gauntlet and traveling garb for a tuxedo that complemited his lack of muscle.
Once all the guests arrived, the king stood. Prince Jarvan stood next to him.
"Welcome, guests, Lords, Ladies, and even ambassadors,"he said, gesturing toward the yordel Poppy and Ezreal, who had taken a seat next to the yordel and other ambassadors."I welcome you to my palace at this joyfull time of the year. Happy Snowdown!"he shouted. Others picked up this cry.
They began to eat and chat. This was truely a time for joy.
Katarina sighed, changing her coat for a dress.
"Are you sure?"Cassiopeia asked.
Kat nodded."To Demacia."
Talon stood next to her, wearing his usual garb."Why give that sword to Garen?"he asked.
"A thank you,"she told him, annoyed.
Talon was even more annoyed."A Demacian dosen't deserve it."
Katarina had had enough."If you don't like it, leave!"she shouted.
Talon blinked."What?"he asked.
Katarina tunred to face his eyes. Her ees were both angry and saddened."If you don't like me giving this blade to Garen, leave."
Talon turned his head, letting his emotions lose control."I'm sorry my Lady,"he said, gaining control again."Forgive me Lady Du Couteau."
Katarina turned away from him."You will stay here."
Talon took a step back. He sighed."As you say."
Katarina began to glow, and was transported to Demacia.
"Lady Katarina Du Couteau!"a servant shouted.
Katarina walked into the hall. Her hair was let free. She wore a stunning red dress that complemented her hair and eyes.
"Welcome Lady Du Couteau,"King Jarvan said, flashing his infamous smile.
"You Majesty,"she replied with a bow.
Garen walked up."Katarina,"he said with a bow.
She laughed."Why are you bowing to me?"
"Customs,"he replied.
Katarina shurgged."Just show me where the food is."
Jarvan watched the entrance, and saw the person he was waiting for.
"Lady Shyvana!"the servant shouted.
Shyvana, in simple words, was stunning. He hair was flowing down her back. Her horns glowed with a wonderful wildness. She wore a ballroom dress of red velvet, with a slight V down her chest. Her face had smile, her eyes a renewed beauty. She had put on slight make up. He eyes showed she had put on eye liner, and her lips shined with lip gloss. She walked up, ignoring the glance from all the people around her.
Garen was wide eyed."Is that really Shyvana?"
Katarina blinked."I don't know."
Jarvan was even more wide eyed."Shyvana?"
Shyvana stood before King Jarvan."Your Majesty."
The king laughed."Is that you Shyvana?"he asked.
"It is,"she said, smiling.
Jarvan walked up."What sort of magic have you done?"
Shyvana laughed."Its only natural that a girl would want to show her beauty every so offten."
Jarvan was silent for a moment, than laughed."True enough."
Katarina handed the blade to Garen."Happy Snowdown,"she told him.
Garen took the sword, and smiled. It was beautifully crafted. Made of some unknown metal, it gleamed silver, and had brown leather around the hilt. He removed the black gem, and placed the saphire from his blade into it."Thank you."
He pulled the dagger from its sheath."Happy Snowdown."
She tooke the dagger, and went wide eyed."Damian Du Couteau's dagger?"she asked."How?"
Garen laughed."I don't really know. Someone gave it to me."
"Thank you,"Katarina said, hugging Garen. Garen blushed, but hugged her back."No problem."
The two looked in each other's eyes, and laughed.
Vi held her head in shame. Why had she gotten into a fight with Darius right before Snowdown? She felt horrible the whole time.
But why?
"Hey Vi,"Caitlyn said, walking into the guest room at Caitlyn's family's house in Piltover."Are you okay?"
Vi was silent for a minute."Yeah."
Caitlyn sighed."is it Darius?"she asked.
Vi sobbed."No."
"Don't lie,"Caitlyn replied.
Vi sobbed again."Please, leave,"she said, cryying.
Caitlyn walked in. She put a hand on Vi's shoulder."There, there,"she said."You don't need to cry."
Vi sobbed again."It just hurts so much."
Caitlyn smiled."Then tell him."
Vi sat up."What?"
"You love him, don't you?"
Vi blushed."How could you-? What makes you-? Why would I-?"
"Beacause he is so much like you."
Vi blushed a bit more, but her tears still flowed."I love him so much."
Caitlyn smiled."Then tell him how you fell."
"But what if he dosen't feel the same?"Vi asked.
"Then make him love you."Caitlyn smiled."Now come one, crying isn't you thing."
Vi wiped her tears away."Thanks."
Darius felt his heart leap for a second. He looked around. He thought he heard Vi's voice for a second, but quickly just shook it off.
He inspected the watch again. Why was he so sure that this would make Vi happy?
Shyvana excused herself from the tabel, and left the hall.
About a few minutes later, something could be heard outside the hall. Everyone turned.
A dragon carried in an Iron statue of Prince Jarvan lV. The detail was imposing.
Shyvana changed back into her human shape, and her dress reappeared."A gift,"she said with a bow,"for Prince Jarvan lV."
Everyone looked at the statue with awe.
Jarvan walked up to the statue, and laughed. His laugh was full of cheer and bliss.
"Thank you Shyvana,"King Jarvan lll said, smiling at his son."You gift will not go forgotten. This statue will be place in the center of Damacia!"
The room clapped.
Shyvana turned to the prince.
Jarvan smiled, and hugged her tight."I love you,"he whispered.
Shyvana blushed, and pulled back. She looked into the prince's eyes. His eyes were shaking.
"I love you too,"she said. She pulled her arms around his neck, and kissed the Prince.
The room clapped at the two. Even the King clapped. He was one who saw past the fear of shyvana, and enjoyed her inner beauty.
Lux let her tears fall, and left the room.
She hated Shyvana. She hated the Half-Dragon. She hated her for taking Jarvan from her.
Though she knew that Jarvan was lost to her, she wanted revenge. She would solve this in the League.
But was Shyvana who she really hated?
Tryndamere wore an armor fitted for him by the elf's of Freljord. It covered his legs and chest, but kept his arms shown. He wore a blue fur cloak on his back. IOn his sat the crown of the Elfen king.
Ashe wore her dress, and the crown of the Elfen queen was on her head. Her stomach was notibly swollen, showing the growth of the child inside her.
Gifts were being given by all the other nations, and by their citizens and allys.
Volibear gave the present of the Ursine, arrows empowered by the storms of the north. Nune and the Yeti tribes presented a deer head, cured and preserved, as a gift. And so on.
After everyone gave their gift, Tryndamere stood."Now that all of you have given your gift to us. It is time for my gift to Ashe."
A servant walked it, carrying a bow made of an oak tree, strengthened with many spells, and hardened in flames."A gift for the Queen of Freljord."
Ashe smiled, and laughed."My husband, despite his barbaric ways, always trys to make things dramatic."
The room began to laugh.
Darius pulled the pocket watch out one last time. Something seemed off the more he looked at it.
It seemed that the watch would serve some use in the near future.
Why was some randow item having an effect on him though?
It was a pocket watch, nothing more.
"What are you?"Darius asked.
Vi began to feel happy again. Still, she refused to wear the dress that Caitlyn insisted she wear.
Instead, Vi wore her usual garb, excluding the fists. She walked wasn't a classy person, so she refused to sit at the table.
Stuffy Lords and Ladies and businessmen were talking, drinking and flirting. This wasn't what Vi liked.
Ignoring Caitlyn's complaints, Vi turned and left the feast. she was going to celebrate her way. And Piltover was far from her way this time of the year.
Riven weighed the pros vs cons, but choose to wait till Talon returned to give him the present.
Though her decision was the wisest, it also hurt the most.
She sighed, and went to get some drinks, leaving the gift hidden safe.
Jarvan danced with Shyvana, enjoying the time he spent looking into her eyes.
Despite Shyvana normally being on her own, she knew what to do when it came to dancing. And all in all, she was breath taking that night.
All in all, you wouldn't have thought that what was ahead would ever happen that night.
Garen was dancing with Katarina. Both, being noble birth, had to learn how to dance as a way of statis. And both, for once, were thankful that they knew how.
Fiora just stood off to the side with her siblings. Vayne was talking to her, passing the time by.
This was a wonderful night in Demacia.
Vi managed to get a summoner to send her to Noxus, a place she had visted once, and managed to spark her likeing.
She went to one of the bars, and drunk and faught to her heart's content.
When she finally left, she had a small cut on her left arm, and black eye. All in all, it was good brawl.
She turned a corner, and bumped into a familiar face.
When she stood up, she was looking into the tatooed face of a smiling Draven."What is the Piltover Enforcer doing in Noxus?"he asked.
"Just celebrating,"Vi said, standing up.
Draven laughed."Well, Noxus is a place of fun at some points."
Vi nodded.
Draven laughed."Why don't you come with me. Me and Darius are going to dine with Swain tonight."
Vi gagged at the thought of dinner with nobles.
"Don't worry,"Draven said."The nobles here are more fun."
Without another word, Draven literally dragged Vi with him.
Swain lifted his gobblet in a toast to the holiday. He wore his usual garb, though his features were more relaxed than normal.
To his right sat General Darius, his right hand in the government. To his left sat LeBlanc, leader of the Black Rose. Everyone else sat around the hall, drinking and jocking.
Vi laughed."I hate to admit it, but I like these nobles."
"You can thank Darius for that."Draven lead her to Swain's table and sat her down next to him when he found another chair. Draven took a seat next to Darius.
Swain was busy talking buisness with one of the nobles, leaving his seat open for now.
LeBlanc just sipped wine from her glass.
Darius was silent, staring off into the distance. Though, if you looked closely, you saw he was uncomfortable.
Draven, who had walked off moments earlier, was flexing for some of the noble ladies a few tables away. He was a flirt from time to time.
Eventually, Vi sighed, and chugged her tankard of beer.
Darius turned, curious.
"Good beer,"Vi noted.
"A fine age,"Darius replied."Been fermenting for roughly three years."
Vi laughed."Make sure to give my thanks to the brewer. And get me another tankard!"she shouted.
Darius laughed."Already you have the attitude of Noxian noble."
Vi shurgged."Whatever."
Darius raised an eyebrow."You seem different."
"Its Snowdown!"she shouted, as if it explained it all.
"Really?"Darius asked."Is that all?"He began playing with the watch he had in his right hand.
Vi laughed."I have my reasons."
"And so did Mundo,"Darius added."A Piltovian has more than one reason for coming."
Vi shurgged."If you can show patience, I'll tell you when the feast is over."
"Very well,"Darius replied, walking off to talk with Swain.
LeBlanc laughed."You and Darius?"she asked.
Vi blushed."How would you-?"
"Really?"LeBlanc interupted."You are to thick Vi. I'm the Deceiver, not the Deceived."
The night had finally died down in Demacia.
Everyone was heading home, bidding a good-bye to the King and Prince of Demacia.
Katarina, unable to find a summoner to send her back to Noxus, settled with an offer from King Jarvan to spend a night in one of the guest rooms in the castle. It was hard to tell that this man fought against Noxus when you met him.
Garen had to hunt down Lux for about an hour, until he found her stumbling around the castle, and helped her back to the Crownguard household.
Shyvana sat down, and began wiping sweat off of her forehead.
"That was tiring,"she said. She smiled."But well worth it."
King Jarvan laughed."True enough."
Jarvan smiled, and sat down next to Shyvana. He grabbed her hand, and laughed.
Shyvana blushed, and laughed a bit as well.
The celebrations in Noxus died down as well.
Swain had decided to retire, allowing people to begin their ways off to bed to rest from their drunkenness, and soon, hangovers.
Vi, noting that all the summoners in Noxus had passed out hours ago, and wouldn't be able to cast a proper spell for a couple of days, was dragged away by Draven to spend the night with him and Darius. Vi was unable to pull herself free from his grip, and struggled the whole time.
Eventually they came to simple house in the military district. It was imposing, as to say, Berglurs will not be spared. It unnerved her a bit.
Draven was laughing, which was even more unnerving.
The inside though, was welcoming and warm, surprising for a Noxian general and an executioner.
Vi layed in a chair and sighed. She looked up at Darius, who was unstrapping his armor.
She blushed, and ran out. She heard Draven laughing his ass off, while Darius just grunted.
"Women,"Darius said with a slight laugh.
"Don't strip Darius!"Vi shouted out to him.
Draven was laughing even harder, imagining the blushing girl, pretending like it was the end of the world.
Vi found it more annoying that Draven was laughing at her.
After a while, Darius opened the door, and Vi walked out.
"I was wearing clothes under my armor you know,"he told her.
Vi grunted."Whatever."
Draven showed Vi the quest room. It was a simple room with a good bed with black sheets and two pillows.
"Surprising house for you two,"Vi stated.
Draven laughed."Blood-thirsty monsters need to relax as well."
Vi snorted."Why do you always joke around?"
"Makes life easier to deal with,"he shrugged.
Vi just raised an eyebrow.
Teemo sat up. He looked around, noticing he was at Tristana's place.
He rubbed his throbbing head. he looked into the kitchen, and noticed the horrid sent he knew all to well. Firefly brew.
He walked into the kitchen, and chugged the drink down.
"Thanks Tristana,"he said after he burped.
He turned to see Tristana standing there, smiling."Your welcome."
She was wearing a white shirt and black shorts.
"How long have you been awake?"Teemo asked.
Tristana shrugged."About three minutes."
Teemo laughed."Again, thanks. You know me to well."
"Yep,"she said, blushing a bit. But Teemo didn't notice.
Teemo stretched his arms out, and smiled."Well, I should head home."
"Theres no need,"Tristana said when Teemo walked by her.
"Huh?"he asked.
Tristana smiled."You can sleep in the chair for the night."
Teemo scratched the back of his head."You sure."
She tilted her head."Why would I not be? I don't drink that much."
"Right,"Teemo laughed.
Tristana handed him a gift."Happy Snowdown."
Teemo blinked, and opened it up. Inside was a new hat, exactly like his, excluding a small red feather at the side.
"Thanks,"Teemo said, smiling.
Tristana laughed."Enjoy,"she said, walking back to her room.
Teemo kept smiling."Thanks. For everything." He went back to the chair, and layed back down.
Darius was reading a book about Noxian military history when Vi walked in.
She was given a dark red, silk sleeping gown that Draven had gone to the trouble of buying. Why was he being so kind?
"Yeah?"Darius asked. He wore a pair of black and red striped pajamas.
Vi took a seat opposite of Darius."Sorry,"she told him.
"Huh?"Darius asked, setting down his book.
"I'm sorry about that argument back at the Institute."
Darius raised an eyebrow."Why would you be sorry? You were right."
"What?"Vi asked, shocked.
"I shouldn't have held back. I should have killed you."
Vi blinked. She laughed a bit."Your sorry?"
"And?"Darius asked.
Vi laughed a bit more."Nothing. Just surprising."
Darius sighed."Lets get down to business. You said after the feast, if I showed patience, you would tell me why your here."
"Two reasons,"Vi said, looking into the fireplace."First, Piltover nobles are to full of themselfs. They don't celebrat like you should. They are all to classy and no fun at all."
"Noxian nobles were like that too a few years ago,"Darius added."I removed the ones who were greedy and evil. These nobles have been coming into power, thinking more of Noxus then themselfs."
Vi smiled."Good to know."
"And what is the second reason?"Darius asked.
Vi blushed."Well... to be honest."She began to play with her hands."I...I..."
"Go on,"Darius said, grabbing his book.
"I...I...I don't know,"she finally said.
"You don't know?"he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know,"Vi finished.
Darius grunted."Fair enough."He yawned."Well, i'm tired. See you in the morning."He ruffled her hair a bit.
"Hey!"Vi replied, an annoyed look on her face.
Darius laughed a bit."Night."
Vi sighed, and smiled.
Shen meditated in the temple.
Akali took a seat next to him."A calm day."
"A balanced day,"Shen replied, opening his eyes. He looked at Akali."Whats the sword for?"
"A present,"she replied."You've helped us a lot in the past and present, that I am trying to make it balance out."
Shen inspected the blade."Wonderful blade. Nice edge, good balance, and light as a feather."
"Do you accept the gift?"she asked.
Shen took one of his blades out of its sheath, and replaced for the new sword."Only if you take this one,"he stated.
Akali took the sword, and bowed."And so, we are balanced."
Shen nodded. He closed his eyes, and went back to meditating.
Akali did the same. She let herself have a slight smile.
Shyvana sat on her bed, and laughed a bit.
She had changed into a red nightgown, preparing for bed.
Jarvan had prepared a whole day for them tommarrow. She was as happy as she had ever been.
It was sad of what was going to happen.
Katarina was inspecting her ansestor's dagger, admiring the killing potential that it had.
She laughed."Garen, you fool."
She felt a tear go down her cheek."If only he was a Noxian, then it would be perfect."
Talon sat in front of Cassiopeia's room.
"Must you guard me?"Cassiopeia asked.
"Lady Katarina has yet to return. Until she does, I must stand guard over the other members of the family."
Cassiopia laughed."Talon, we've grown up together, have we not?"
"Since Lord Du Couteau found me and gave me the choise."
"Father wasn't the only reason you choose to stay, was it?"she asked.
Talon was silent for a minute."well, no. You two are like younger sisters to me."
"Maybe me. But what about Kat?"she asked.
Talon was silent again."She is a-a wonderful woman, and a beautiful one as well. But there is no way I would win her over- Even if I love her,"he added.
"But you do, don't you?"Cassiopeia asked.
Talon sighed."That obvious?"
"Not really. Your outburst was the first time I noticed. And I notice a lot."
Talon sighed."Can you promise not to tell her Lady Cassiopeia?"
"Your secret is safe with me."
"That doesn't make me feel better,"Talon replied.
Cassiopeia laughed."Trust me, I've had enough of spilling secrets."
Luwin coughed. He took another drink of his tea.
His health had been getting steadily worse over the day.
Why was that?
Gren walked in, carring a few files on General Du Couteau."Here is the last of it."
"Thank you,"Luwin replied. He coughed again."You may go."
"Are you okay Grandmaster?"came the voice of Riven.
"Fine, just tired."Luwin finished his tea.
"Need a fresh cup?"Gren asked.
"Not tonight,"Luwin replied.
Gren nodded, and walked away.
"Now, what is it Riven?"Luwin asked.
Riven sighed."Just bored."
"Why not go play cards with Rengar and Cho'gath?"Luwin asked, looking over more papers.
"Already tried, not that fun."
Luwin shurgged."Well, it can only be expected."He coughed again, this time coughing up a slight bit of blood.
"Grandmaster?"Riven asked, helping him stand.
"I'm fine,"he insisted.
Riven helped back into his chair, and left."Sorry to cause you any trouble."
"No trouble at all,"he replied.
And so, Snowdown passed, and many people had the best times since before the Rune Wars.
But, as it always goes, this was the calm before the storm.
Before long, a great man will fall, and an evil man will take his place.
But, are our champions prepaired for what is about to come?
Well, there you go, the Snowdown chapter.
To any who are curious, this is where all the introduction ends. Chamians have been brought to the table, and now they are getting ready to face their greatest challenges.
The next chapter might not be as long as this one, but it might take a while.
Feel free to read any of my other fanfics in the time being.
Again, TY for rading, and leave a reveiw on anything you think I need to improve.