After several more days of resting and basic exercises, Irelia was allowed to leave the confines of her hospital room. She still wore bandages over the wound to prevent it from getting exposed and scaring those who saw it, but also allowing the wound to get exposed to open air and movement. Awakening for the last time in the small hospital room, she felt the summer breeze blow through the window, launching the curtain and her hair around in unison, the evening sun throwing rays of light around the room. She was still dressed in her provided medical gown that she assumed that she had been placed into when she was administered into the hospital. The hospital itself was very close to the league, being placed slightly away from the building to allow the champions to practice without needing to see the medical ward, or something like that. Irelia had never really bothered much in the architecture of buildings, and she wasn't about to start doing so now. Placing herself on her own two feet for the first time in two weeks, the feeling was strange but accomplishing. She took step by step to the other side of her room, looking around for the bathroom, and in the meantime found her set of armor lying neatly folding on a small box in the far corner of the room. The hole the knife had left was practically invisible, and would have been completely un-seeable had it not have been for the slight white tint of the thread that sewed it, though that would be un-seeable to the normal passerby. She wandered around the room for a few minutes, getting back into the habit of walking on her own two legs. She managed to make her way over to her armor, and through a bit of fumbling, place it upon herself. Her blade hung near her head, making no noise as it did so. The doctor appeared soon afterwards, letting her know again how amazing it was and what a medical miracle she had performed, but that was really irrelevant to her. Right now she just wanted to get back to the league and get back to the small life of training and whatever small group of accomplices she had back at the league. But despite her best effort, the encounter with Riven still flashed vividly through her mind. Feelings flew through her mind, and the thought of what had occurred caused her to feeling both anger and curiosity. She flung the thoughts aside when she realized how stupid she was being right now. She would never forgive Riven for what she had done. Nothing that the noxian could do would ever undo the pain that she had brought. Once the doctor was done her evaluation, she gave him a quick smile, and walked out the door. After a few minutes of wandering through the halls trying to find the main doors she managed to make it outside and take her first deep breaths of fresh air that her lungs had been treated to in two weeks. The league of legends stood tall and proud several hundred feet in front of her, she began the trek. Her shoes crunched against the gravel walkway as she strode towards the large closed doors that cut of the league from the rest of the world. The trees lined the left side of the walkway, causing the light that made it through to dance around the gravel walkway, engaged in never ending movement. The magnificent oaks stood tall and straight, undisturbed by the wind that blew at their sides. The color was a darker brown, causing the trees to display fewer variations in the texture of their bark. The several hundred feet passed in mere minutes and she pressed her arms against the large pair of doors. They stood at roughly three times her height, and had a nice, cherry colored tint to them. The doors opened nearly without effort and the dwarfed Ionian walked through and quickly pulled them closed behind her. She walked around to the staircase on her right, and climbed the twenty or so stairs with ease. She made her way down the hallway, watching the champions below her strike the dummies or train their aim against the statuettes at the end of perfectly linear corridors. Her door to her room opened with a warming creak and she stepped inside, leaving the door wide open behind her as she stepped inside. The room had clearly been cleaned recently as the room seemed to reflect the slightest glimmer of light that entered it. She simply did a quick check of her room before exiting the door and locking it shut behind her. She walked down and around to her practice pad, and found that it only housed around half the people that it had originally housed. She only counted seven, and this was one of the more filled practice pads from what she could tell. The lady of luminosity stood in front of her, throwing her orbs of light down one of the practice ranges. A quick hand on her shoulder caused her to turn heels and face the Ionian. The shock on her face quickly switched to her more normal smile, her face bright with excitement.
"Welcome back Irelia!" She spoke in her high pitch, happy voice. "I haven't seen you for weeks. How have you been?"
"I've been lying in a hospital bed for the last two weeks. I have been much better." She felt no need to return the hospitality to the shining light mage. "Where has everybody gone?"
Lux looked around puzzled for a few seconds before returning her eyes back to the woman standing in front of her. "Oh, I completely forgot about that. Sorry. The thought completely skipped my mind. Everyone is currently practicing in the new arena that the league has created for us. It's designed to give us much more realistic training or something like that. I didn't really pay much attention to the announcement they put on."
"So I take it that is where Riven has gone, correct? She was here a few weeks ago, but she isn't here anymore."
"Oh, Riven? No. She has been placed under arrest for attempted murder, along with Singed. She was only aloud out once to go visit you once you got up, because apparently she pleaded the entire time you were out." The Ionians calm voice turned to that of pure annoyance once the statement was over.
"You're telling me that the detectives of this place couldn't even determine that Riven had tried to save my life, not end it? Who even bothered to hire these guys in the first place?"
"Irelia, Riven was caught fleeing the scene. She was running as fast as she could away from you once you were down. That's what I heard at least. They found her jacket wrapped around your chest, and determined that she was the one who had tried to murder you. Her name was found on the knife that was inside of your chest, and the detectives immediately pinned all the blame on her. The poison located on the knife was determined to be that of what Singed, so he and Riven were charged with murder and locked up. From what I heard, Riven pleaded that you hadn't died even when your vital signs were almost gone. She claimed that you were worth trying to save, and that you'd pull through. She was aloud her one small leave once she found out you were alive under extreme surveillance of the room."
"Thank you for that Lux. I'm going to go find Riven and get her out of there. Where are they right now do you know?"
"They're in a room on the left corridor, closer towards where the new training rooms and summoning rooms are. It's just down a long hallway. It's the third door on your right. Singed is in the sixth room on the right."
"I don't care about Singed. I'm going to get Riven out of there. You take care alright Lux?"
"You too. Good luck! Don't be foolish!"
Her pace rose as she flew up the two flights of stairs to the open corridor to her left. She walked towards the training area. "Who did they put in charge of doing this investigation?" And not one person managed to cross her mind. Just because the knife had Riven engraved into it didn't meant that she did it. If that was their supporting evidence, she was going to have to severely consider ever letting them ever do their job ever again. The hallway entered her around one minute after walking down the corridor. She quickly walked around the corner and peered down the long hallway. Its simple wallpaper stretched along the walls several hundred feet, and the hallway was roughly five feet in width. Her stride was determined as she approached the third door on her right. Two annoyed and angry voices shot through the wall. She twisted her wrist against the knob and entered the room. A tall woman with pink hair and huge fists had Riven pinned against the wall while a thinner woman with brown hair that stretched down her back pelted her with insults.
"What do you two think that you're doing?" Asked Irelia with a shocked tone. The room was long and wide and stood about ten feet from floor to ceiling. The walls were a simple grey paint with small chips in the process of falling off or had already fallen off. There was a small cell in the corner of the room, taking up roughly one tenth of the room with an optimistic evaluation. The bars were thick, and blocked off most of the cage. A small door in front of the cage sat wide open, the bars slightly pulled outwards. Small benches were scattered amuck in the room, all of differing shapes and sizes.
"How about you leave right now before we have to do the same to you?" Threatened the pink haired woman
"How about I stand my ground and give you about ten seconds to explain what you're doing before I report this to the police?"
"I don't want to put this harshly, but we are the police." Shot back the brunette.
"You're Vi and Caitlyn aren't you? From what I heard about you two you were supposed to be decent police officers in charge of defending piltover. And now you're beating up a Noxian that doesn't even have the will to fight back."
The Noxian was dropped to the floor, her legs unable to support her weight as she collapsed against the wall.
"Yeah, we're beating up a Noxian, and so what? You're supposed to hate these guys anyways? Why are you standing up for one?" The pink haired girl pushed on.
"This is police brutality. Doesn't that click into your head?"
"So what if what we're doing is police brutality? We're the police here. Simply put, we are the rules here."
Irelia's blade floated softly in front of Irelia, and her hand made a link with the orb in the center, creating a red line between the two.
"How about I give you until the count of ten to leave this room before I need to take matters in to my own hands?"
"If I were stupider than I am Ionian, I'd think that you were threating us. Even you, the fool who dove in front of a blade for this Noxian wouldn't be stupid enough to challenge both of us."
"You two really are quite full of yourselves aren't you? I didn't think someone could even be that full of themselves. "
"And I didn't know someone could be so cocky and selfish. You don't care about the league becoming a better place; you just care about your own selfish desires."
The atmosphere in the room began getting heated. Both parties locked eyes and didn't look away for anything.
"Vi, I strongly suggest you think about who dove in front of that blade before you try and say I was selfish. Riven is being falsely held and I'm here to get her out of here."
"I know that you dove in front of that blade for her. But that isn't what I would consider smart or caring. Now you just leave and let us go back to our job and try to plead innocent to the judges or whoever. I really don't care."
"I'm not leaving until I know she's safe in my custody. And if you won't hand her over, I'll have to take her from you. By any means I deem right."
"Oh, now I'm sure you're threatening us Ionian."
"Vi, I'm not threatening you. Not in any way, shape or form. I'm just more than happy to perform negotiations with a blade."
The brunette drew a sniper from her back and pointed the long barrel straight at her leg
"If you take one step closer, I'll be forced to tranquilizer you exactly where you stand."
"Try me."
The blades shot out and launched the brunette's sniper halfway across the room before she even had time to respond to what was happening. She commanded her blades to pin Caitlyn down, and she was launched up against the wall. The blades hit underneath her arms and kept her pinned while her other two defended her from Vi. The two engaged in a flurry of punches and counters, kicks and dodges. Sweat began pouring down their faces as Caitlyn's screams faded into the background. Whenever Vi would go for a punch, it would be simply dodged by Irelia, who refused to return any punches of her own. She feared if she overdid herself right now, she would tear the stitches she was certain she had in her chest. Her breathing got heavy and constant as she dodged countless of Vi's huge punches. One direct hit and she'd be thrown against the wall and knocked unconscious. She caught a glimpse of Riven, lying against the wall passed out due to asphyxiation. The pink haired defender of piltover threw one last punch at Irelia, launching herself at Irelia and carrying her into the air before slamming her back down to the ground. As she prepared to smash her one last time, her blade caught around Vi's legs and threw her to the floor. The two sat lying down side by side, each too exhausted to move another muscle. Vi regained her footing first, and lifted Irelia by the neck into the air.
"Oh cupcake, I would so enjoy smashing you against a wall right now. You let Caitlyn down or maybe I just will."
"You make me."
Vi increased her grip on Irelia's neck, causing her to gasp for air. Her grip was strong and immovable. No squirming and pulling would do anything to falter her grip. She could just stab Vi to death, but that was illegal, and she didn't want to kill anyone anymore. As she prepared to pass out, her blades smashed into the side of Vi's massive glove, causing it to drop to the ground, releasing Irelia in the process. She placed her hands to her neck and took several deep breaths before looking up to vi, whose other glove was already poised to smash her into the floor. It came down fast, swinging directly for her head. Her blades rose to try and stop it, but they were too weak. They were just an extension of Irelia herself, so if Irelia was weakened, her blades were weakened. Just before her punch connected, Vi stopped and faced the door. As Irelia managed to twist herself around from on her knees, she saw a small armadillo standing in the doorway. His head was tilted slightly downwards and his eyes were focused onto Vi's
"Rammus. What are you doing? This isn't your fight."
He didn't speak, he merely walked into the room and placed himself between Irelia and her attacker. As Vi's glove began to steam, charging another punch, Rammus simply stood his ground, ready to take the punch.
"Vi, just let it go. We don't want this fight getting any more out of hand then it already has." Begged Caitlyn from her pinned position on the wall.
"You win this one Ionian. Just let Caitlyn down from the wall and we'll get out of here."
The blades released from the wall and returned to the red orb connected to Irelia's hand and reconnected. Caitlyn walked to the other side of the room to collect her sniper while Vi grabbed her dropped glove with her remaining gloved hand and together they walked to the door, but stopped just before leaving.
"Irelia, don't try to make enemies with us. We're not …"
Rammus gave a loud, angry grunting noise and a quick shrug towards the door. They two defenders of piltover left the room, leaving Irelia, Rammus and Riven behind. Irelia gathered herself, before walking over to the still unconscious Noxian. She had a slight bruising around her collarbones, showing the brutality had gone on for a while. She slipped one arm around her neck and one around her hips and lifted her into the air. She felt the strain against her chest and the pain in her arms, but she still managed to lift the limp body into the air. She turned to see Rammus walking out the door with his quick short steps.
"Rammus. Thank you for doing that for me."
The little armordillo responded with a quick "Yep" before rolling down the hallway, out of sight. She carried the limp Noxian down the hallway, across one of the bridges that connected the left and right corridors, her muscles aching and burning with every step that she took. But yet she managed to forge onwards and eventually managed to make it back to her room. She placed the Noxian in her bed and insured that her head was nicely placed against the pillows. She pulled the blanket up to her neck and looked at her. The Noxian looked peaceful while she slept. She rolled over onto her side causing Irelia to step back, but once she was sure that the Noxian was still asleep, she walked back. Her hair had fallen down across her eyes, and she pulled it away and placed it against the side of her head and across her forehead. She gave a quick smile as she watched her sleep peacefully, taking in the Noxians beauty. She had never really looked eye to eye at Riven when she had a clear mind. Either she had just saved her life, had been so angry she would have stabbed her then and there had she of had the opportunity to, had her own life saved by her, or had just watched her storm out boiling mad. But seeing her now with a clear mind she was able to take in her full beauty. Her mouth and nose were well curved, and her skin tone was a well-tanned brown. She watched for a few minutes, and after Riven rolled back onto her back, watched the blanket rise and fall as she breathed in and out. She eventually pressed her back to the wall and closed her eyes. The next thing she felt was a quick shaking against her shoulders as she woke up. In front of her stood Riven, shaking her violently yelling at her to wake up.
"What is it Riven? What's going on?" She asked drowsily, her eyes only half open.
"I think we have some unexpected company." Muttered the Noxian.
As she turned to her left, she saw two legal officers and five police officers standing in her kitchen.
"Irelia, Riven, we're going to have to ask for your cooperation before we need to force it out of you." Spoke one of the officers.
"What do you need us for?" Asked Irelia, still only half awake and sitting on the floor.
"We'll explain on the way. Come with us please."
She managed to get up off the floor and stagger along with the group of people. Bumping into the corner of the wall and nearly tripping while staggering towards the door
"Am I asking too much for a little bit of time without something happening?" Was the last thing she thought before her door shut behind her and she followed the group down the hallway with Riven following close behind.