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This chapter is contains graphic depictions and mature themes. Character death is also present
"Welcome to the land of the living Irey" announced the blonde haired girl from the other end of the room. "Did you sleep well?"
Irelia grumbled, rolling on to her side away from the mage. "It wasn't the best sleep that I've ever had, if I'm going to be honest, but I've had worse." She grumbled as she pulled the blankets up to her shoulders, trying to shield herself from the fact that she needed to get up.
"Sorry for making you sleep on the floor last night. But I am really thankful that you let me stay last night. I appreciate it."
Irelia opened her eyes and looked over to the small mage on the other side of the room, already dressed. Her blue eyes had regained their innocent glow, the saddened shocked eyes being nothing but memories.
"It was all my pleasure. I'm sorry about what Riven said to you last night. That wasn't under my control, but I should've stood up, told her to back down. It's me who should be apologizing to you."
"Let's forget about last night alright? We have to attend the tournament today, and that's more than enough depressing for one day. Anyways, shouldn't you be getting up and getting changed? We should get started as soon as we can, seeing as it's going to be busy and what not."
"Can you give me a few minutes Lux? It seems too early for me to be getting up. Actually, what time is it right now?"
"5:30 AM." She replied with a giggle.
"Are you being serious? It's 5:30 and you've gotten me up?"
"Well yeah. We went to sleep early yesterday, so it only makes sense that we get up earlier. We have registration to do and the like, don't we?"
"We might, but right now, that's the least of my concerns. Right now, I want to sleep until at least 7, and that's not going to change." She snorted as she pulled the sleeping bag over her head. Although she was often a serious and energetic champion, she was not a morning person. She was back in Ionia, where she could wake up and head to the farmers market while feeling the dew stream across her thighs. But here, it wasn't the same. She enjoyed being able to sleep in, waking up after the sun had risen.
"Well, if you're going to go back to sleep, do you think that that sleeping bag could fit two of us?" Asked Lux, her confident voice now extremely cautious.
"Do you mean you want to sleep in the same sleeping bag as me? Isn't the bed much more comfortable?"
"Yeah, it is, but I'd rather spend some more time with you, if that's alright."
"No harm, no fowl I suppose" she thought to herself. "Fine Lux, just don't bring that armour in here or we won't both fit." Not another noise was made, and shortly after, she felt the small girl entering the sleeping bag, her strange warmth soothing the cold Ionian. The sleeping bag was terrible, and she would've been warmer if she'd passed out overnight in the Freljord. But it kept her off the floor, so at least it was better than nothing. She felt the Demacians smooth, warm skin rubbing up against hers as she made her way inside. Shortly after, she felt her hands make their way onto either side of her stomach and pull the two closer, the comfort mutual.
The sun was just filling the room as Irelia awoke for the second time. The comfort of Lux was still there, and her presence was welcome. She shook herself free from the sleeping Demacian, clearly still asleep. Irelia walked into the bathroom and locked the door, undressing and placing her clothes on the floor before the water was turned on and she stepped inside. The warm water ran along her body, covering every part of her. She shut her eyes and let herself think about what her life had become. In less than two hours, she would be killing people once again. The memories from Ionia rushed back. The fear of the charging Noxian soldiers, their feet dragging along the blood of Ionians. The feeling as the dark magic made its way through her system, the weight of her eyelids increasing. It wasn't something that she wanted to make anyone go through, and certainly not those who didn't deserve it. The summoners were treading on very thin ice, and they'd better have a reason better than we wanted to
She threw her towel around herself and left entered her living room, making sure not to hit the still sleeping mage. Her eyes were closed, her small body not even taking up a third of the sleeping bag. She walked into her "room" and threw on a change of her armour, making sure that she looked presentable before she entered the tournament.
"Hey Irey, how long have you been up?" The mage questioned drowsily as she lifted her head from her makeshift pillow.
"About fifteen minutes. Why do you ask?" She questioned as she pulled her armour snugly around her body, the cool metal feeling refreshing against her skin.
"Did you really have to get up? I was quite enjoying it."
"Yeah, the tournament starts in around an hour and a half, and we'd better get ready before it's too late. We don't want to be those people who are there too late."
"I like this tournament less and less every moment." She groaned as she slid out of the sleeping bag, before grabbing her armour and fleeing into the bathroom.
"Don't be afraid to take your time in there Lux. We still have quite a bit of time before we even have to leave this room. Don't rush yourself in there." Irelia announced through the door.
"Hey Irey, do you mind if I take a shower really quick? Seeing as it is your room and all."
"Why would I? You can feel at home here."
"You're so kind Irey. I'll try not to take too long."
As much as she felt emotions for Riven, she couldn't help but smile at the Demacians kindness.
"Like I said, we have an hour and a half before we have to BE there, not before it starts. We have more than enough time for you to take a relaxing shower."
Irelia walked over and jumped onto her bed, resting her head against an actual pillow. Homesickness made its quick surge through her body, thoughts of orchards and wooden houses, the morning farmers market, flowing rivers.
"Do you ever miss Demacia Lux?" She threw across the room, hoping that the blonde girl would hear her.
"Well, yeah I guess I do sometimes. But I think everyone other than Riven and Nautilus miss being back at home. We all have something that we miss back where we came from, no matter what it is."
"That's pretty metaphorical Lux. Where'd you get that from?" Irelia responded gleefully.
"Hey! Are you saying that you don't think I could think of that by myself?"
"I was just joking, you can calm down now."
Irelia sat up from her bed and walked back to the living room, tidying up the makeshift bed from last night. She threw the sleeping bag back into the closet and chucked the shirt on her bed. A small creaking noise brought her attention over to the bathroom door just to see the small demacian walking out, wearing nothing but a towel around her.
"Hey Lux, I really don't want to bring it up, but it's been bugging me."
"And what would that be exactly Irey?" Her small blue eyes were full of curiosity with a small glimmer of happiness.
"About what Riven said yesterday, what did she mean when she wanted to know about your title?"
"Oh, that?" The shine in her blue eyes vanished. "Let's not worry about that right now, alright? We have more important things to worry about right now."
"We have a lot of time. Why don't you fill me in? It'd be nice to know more about you anyways, seeing as you have a huge interest in me." She said with a wink.
"I guess it couldn't hurt. But would you mind if I got dressed first?"
"You go right ahead, I'm going to stop you."
"Well isn't that just unfortunate?" She announced with a flirtatious tone in her voice. "You can turn around if you'd like to."
Irelia never remembered the mage being this flirtatious the night before, and this morning seemed tame compared to what she was saying right now.
"Are you feeling alright Lux? You've gotten a lot more flirtatious over the course of a half of ad ay. Are you sure that you're feeling alright right now?"
"Don't you worry about me. I'm fine. I think I'm just a little shaken about what happened last night. It was so unexpected, you know?"
"That wasn't like her. She's assertive and mean at times, but never like that. Something got into her. Maybe it was the tournament, or she felt like I'd betrayed her, but that wasn't her. Anyways, are you going to hurry up and get changed?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute or two."
Irelia's head only got halfway to the door before the world went dark.
As she regained consciousness, she realized that her surroundings were not the same. The familiar jungles of Ionian sprouted lusciously around her, the sounds of birds echoing from the canopies above. She sat up, reaching her hand around her back where the smooth metal of her blade met her hand. She beckoned it from the holster, and it obediently obeyed. Her small red orb appeared in her hand as her blade floated out to her side, waving through the air like a leaf in the breeze. There was no set in stone bath around her, but she knew how to manoeuvre around in a jungle like this. She began placing one foot of the other, trying to make some sort of connection as to what she was doing here. Ahead of her sat a huge tree, her neck cramming to see the top. She made her way over, cutting down the vines that sat in her way, her ears only picking up the sounds of wind through the leaves and the insects scurrying around with their normal lives. The forest of the floor was littered with leaves and other debris, stuff that didn't seem out of place in her current situation. Ahead of her, the tree got closer, before she heard a noise coming from her left side. She threw her head to the left, but bushes covered her sight. She took off through the side, her blades paving a clean way through the brush, lobbing it from side to side as she made her way through.
"Let me… Let me go your freak!" Shot a male voice through the brush, the voice clearly getting closer.
"You're a member of Piltover, and this is how you treat me? I'd always assumed that you were a much more respectful people." The joking voice responded, still out of sight. Her blade now whipped through the brush as she sprinted towards the voices."
"That all seems to change when you have me trapped in a damn web!"
"Well, it wasn't me who got myself stuck in it, so I can't say that I know the feeling Jayce."
The final vines were ripped to shreds, and Irelia emerged from the overhanging branches and overgrowth into a small clearing containing two members of the league of legends. Jayce, from Piltover was suspending in a web while Elise dangled above him and slightly out of reach. Below them sat Jayce's pride and joy, the mercury cannon.
"It seems like we have a visitor. I'm sorry that I have to end our date so quickly, but you're only going to become a liability. It's not that I have anything against you, so don't take it too hard."
Her body morphed in front of her eyes, her well toned female body generating into a huge spider, its eight red eyes looking her in the eyes before turning over to the webbed Jayce, who struggled to free himself. She leaped towards him, her fangs sinking into his skin for several seconds before the skittered up the tree, away from her sight. Moments later his body began wildly convulsing, his limbs held in place by the strong, silken webs. Moans of pain and agony escaping his lips as his body struggled against his oppressor's trap, trying anything he could to escape. Irelia dashed towards him, but his body suddenly seized convulsing, foam escaping the side of his mouth, his head dropping limp.
"What the hell have you done Elise?" She yelled at the canopy of leaves above her, making sure her voice was heard. "You just killed him! He never did anything to deserve this!"
"Irelia" the voice muttered from the trees, but not coming from one place in particular. "You know just as much about this game as we all do, that we need to kill each other to find out who has really kept themselves true warriors, not just in the eyes of our summoners. He did deserve it when he signed up for the league of legends. Now I'm sorry that you had to see that. I didn't plan to kill him that way." Her voice hissed after every word as it echoed in the lush green forest surrounding the clearing. "I promise you, yours is not going to take that long. I'll make sure that I end you much quicker. It brings me no happiness in killing people. I stopped that long ago."
"You don't take pleasure in your killings huh? Then how about you explain what you just said right before you killed him! You seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit then!" She yelled as her voice picked up ferocity. "I'm not going to let you leave this area Elise. What you have done cannot be undone."
"You have no control over me. You think you possess the ability to stop me? I control these forests. You have nothing but your puny blades to protect you! If you think that you scare me, you're wrong!"
Suddenly the forest began to move, brushes shook and leaves descended from their points in the trees, silently floating to the ground. Above her, flocks of birds took flight, fleeing the ruckus beneath them. From the underbrush emerged a swarm of small, black spiders, their legs pattering against the forest floor beneath them as they charged towards Irelia, their fangs poised to bite. She could only assume that over three hundred of the small things were charging out of the forest to attack her. Her blade rose in front of her, ready to repel the onslaught of death rapidly approaching. Her grip on her orb increased as she brought her hand to her side, her muscles tense. The blades shot out, slicing into the swarm as it approached. Several of them swung out of the way, but most of them were cut down as they fearlessly approached the Ionian. They were cut down in the swarms, but their small legs continued onwards, not fearing the steel swinging around them. As they approached, their hind legs bent, and their bodies poised forwards. They shot through the air, their mandibles ready to chomp into the flesh in front of them. Irelia's blades returned and placed themselves beneath her feet, throwing her into the air. Her mind struggled to keep the blades in place as she shot up into the air, the wind cutting her face. As she shot above the canopy, the area around her returned to her mind. It was a forest not far from Ionia, maybe a several hour hike depending on how fast you were walking, where she had often explored with her brother when they were still children.
As she began to drop to the ground, she looked down, only to see that the spider lings were still poised beneath her, an army of red eyes looking up at her. Her blades took their places above her head, and then suddenly shot to the ground, slicing the small spiders into pieces, their limbs flying through the air as the air filled with a mist of red. Her blades returned into two rows and placed themselves beneath her feet as the placed themselves towards the ground, rapidly slowing down. Irelia felt the weight as her ribs began to press down into her stomach, her neck mere seconds from snapping beneath the weight. She stopped several feet above the ground, her blades gently releasing her as she fell upon the field of corpses. Her feet crunched as she landed against the piles of dead bodies, sending shivers up her spine.
"What have you done to my children?" Came a frightened yell from the spider queen, clearly shocked that her plan had failed.
"I told you Elise, you will not be leaving this area alive, and you have my word on it. She said as she spun around, making sure that the enormous spider was not behind her.
"That's where you're wrong Irelia. It's you who will not be leaving here alive!"
The sound of neurotoxin came from behind her, shooting towards her. She spun around to see the red liquid not feet from her face. Her arms rose to protect her head from the digestive poison shooting towards her. The next thing she heard was the sound of splashing before she dropped her hands. Her blades formed a shield in front of her, the poison scattered against the floor.
"How did you… How did you survive that?" The spider asked trembling as her human body retreated away to the safety of the forest.
"Elise, I am the will of the blades, proud warrior and champion of Ionia. As long as my blades are still in my control, you will not leave here alive." Her eyes locked forward, watching the trembling woman's body.
Elise turned around and bolted towards the forest, but it was too little and too late. Irelia's first blade connected with the back of her left leg, sticking it to the ground. Her body twisted as it collapsed to the ground, tearing a chunk out of her leg. Her yells of pain now filled the forest as Jayces had moments ago. Irelia poised her blades above the attractive woman's body before plunging them down her midline, starting at her neck and ending just above the hips. Her body spasmed as the blades plunged into her, only stopping once the back of each one was only slightly above her chest. Blood spilled from the wounds, dripping across her body and onto the already soaked earth, her dead body now alongside her children. Irelia walked over to Jayces remains, his body degenerating due to the venomous poison the spider had injected. She said her farewells, apologized for his death, and left the field, leaving behind her hordes of bodies. Overhead, an announcer's voice chimed.
"The winners of this match have been decided. Part 2 will be beginning momentarily."
Suddenly, Irelia's body felt distorted, being pulled in multiple directions. When she awoke yet again, her body was no longer in the forest, but rather on top of what seemed to be a tall mountain. Sharp, jagged outcroppings appeared on either side of her, the drop hundreds of feet below her. There was a large amount of footing, but it was only enough to place one foot on at a time. Above her towered hundreds of feet of rock with no visible end. The mountain was in a circular shape with what appeared to be rings around it. She began to walk in a clockwise formation around the outside of the mountain, trying to find someone else.
"Why am I doing this?" She yelled, hoping to draw out someone else, but to no avail.
Fierce winds scraped along the uneven surfaces, throwing shards of deadly fast rock past her face. Her body slid along the side, her footing certain. Ahead of her sat an outcropping of rocks that seemed to block off most of the wind and the deadly projectiles. As she entered, the feeling of wind immediately stopped, and she felt her body warming up. She rested her back against the wall, her muscles remaining tense. She heard the wind whipping up against the side of the rocks, sounding like small whistles. As she stood inside of the small cubby in the side of the wall, a familiar scream came from atop of her. She immediately scurried outside and looked up, seeing nothing but rock. Her blades released from her back, the red orb appearing in her hand. She left the small outcropping, sliding her way up the stone. The wind threatened to tear her off the wall, but she stood true, ensuring that she wouldn't die here. As she made her way back around, she noticed the crumpled form of a familiar friend lying on a smooth pad of rock. The Noxian was sprawled against the ground, blood seeping from a wound in her side. Irelia rushed over to her, but was suddenly met with the force of a thousand bulls in her side. She turned her head to see her oppressor, being met with the face of the radiant dawn. The two collapsed onto the ground, fighting for control and their lives. Leona's huge shield was much stronger than Irelia had ever assumed it would be, and the weight pushed against her body, pinning her down. She pressed against it, trying to lift it from her body, but to no avail. She was simply too strong for her to be able to beat her with brute force. She tried to command her blades to attack, but she was being crushed too fast for her body to be able to control the blades. She felt her ribs begin to snap, the weight being too much for her Ionian physique to handle. Her mind filled with thoughts on her friend beside her, lying in a state of near death.
"I love you Irelia" was the first thought that shot through her mind, her body filling with sadness. Was she just going to lay here and let herself die? Was she going to surrender and accept her death? She brought her arms to the sides of the shield, pushing against it, but again to no avail. "I just wanted you to know that."
She flexed her arms again, this time making progress against the shield, lifting both it and its owner several inches into the ground. Irelia rolled away, pushing on the shield to get herself further away from the shield. She stood up to her feet, watching as Leona scurried away on her back, her arms pushing her away.
"DIANA!" was the last word she yelled before the blades plunged into her. One pierced her stomach, cutting clean through. Another one pierced her leg, immediately spraying blood against the ground behind her. The third went through her right arm, searing it clean off, being tossed to the wind. The fourth and final blade pierced just between her breasts, launching her body back, her mouth spraying one last spit of blood before she collapsed backwards, her body lifeless.
She was suddenly met with a warm sensation, a slight tingling in near her heart. As she looked down, she was met with a long, red blade pierced through her stomach.
"How does that feel Ionian? How does it feel to die?" A rough voice announced behind her, which she could only assume was Diana. Irelia coughed up a mouthful of blood onto the ground in front of her, spraying against the rocks. She brought her hands down to either side of the blade, gripping it. The blade twisted, and pain rocketed through her body, her legs becoming unstable and trembling.
"I… I" she coughed, unable to formulate a sentence. Fear shot through her, the fear of dying.
"You're going to die for that Irelia. Then I'll watch as your Noxian friend bleeds out on the rocks over there. Maybe I'll have a little fun with her first. See how a Noxian screams."
Irelia gripped the red orb and commanded her blades to return to her. The blades smashed right into her stomach as well, cutting through Irelia and into her assailant. Her world shot in and out of darkness as she commanded the blades to move over above the ledge, her death unavoidable. Diana's screams of terror filled the air, but it was no use. As they got over the abyss, Irelia turned her head over to the Noxian, whose hand was extended, and she yelled something that she couldn't make out.
"I'm so sorry Riven. I messed up. Stay alive for me" were the last thoughts that crossed through her mind before she released the red orb, their bodies plummeting down the abyss. The wind flew across her cold body, her world now nothing more than several shades of grey. A tear formed in her eye before the duo hit the ground, exploding against the surface.
Irelia woke up on a summoning bed, her body uncomfortable. Suddenly, three summoners walked in, grabbing her by the arms before lifting her into the air and placing her on her feet.
"What are you guys doing?" She managed the stutter.
"We're escorting you back to your room. You are not to have any more interaction with any other champions until you have been aloud to do so." One of them spoke in a brute voice. Irelia was drug against the floor the several hundred feet back to her room. When they arrived, they tossed her into the room and locked her door from the outside. She tried to break the fall with her arms, but instead collapsed face first, and the world went dark.
As she stammered up from the ground, she felt an unnerving sense in her body as she stood up. Something around her wasn't right. She placed a hand on her back, her blades still in their normal position.
"Hello?" She gasped, trying to get the attention of someone else. "What's going on out there?" Only silence responded. A strange smell filled her nose as she took her first few breaths, a smell that she was all too familiar with. She trembled in fear as she approached the door, unsure of what lay beyond it.
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