A/N: Hello everyone. I have finally returned from my vacation and I have finally managed to amass the will that I needed to write another chapter of this story. I have no excuses to give you. I've been back for two weeks, but simply put, I didn't have the will to write another chapter. Also, this chapter might be a little bit rusty, seeing as I haven't written for a month, but hopefully it's not too bad. Anyways, the authors note at the end of this chapter will not be regarding this story, so if you only want to read this story and nothing else that I write, feel free to avoid it, as it may be a little lengthy. Anyways, have a great morning/day/evening/night/youknowyoushouldn'tbeupbutyouare and take it easy
Dirt flew behind Irelia as she scaled her way down the hill, leaving Riven behind to her thoughts. The wounded Lux floated alongside her on the bed of blades, the wind pulling her hair behind her. Her feet trampled against the steep hillside, her boots digging in to ensure that she wouldn't slip. As she looked over to Lux, the bruises on her neck were clearly visible.
"Why would she do that to you Lux?" She asked the unconscious demacian, not expecting a response. "Did you get in her way?"
Chunks of earth flew by her side, letting her know that Riven was already beginning her descent as well. Knowing that she had indeed begun her descent and not taking her own life made her feel satisfied, knowing that she had indeed saved her life. The descent was difficult and steep, but it was better than some of the hills that she had explored with her brother back Ionia. The hills and cliffs back there could take your life if you so much as moved your foot onto a wrong rock or overestimated your reaction times. There had been several cases of people who had tried to do such a thing in order to impress others or simply to get the view, and the next day, their body would be returned in a shape that not even their family members could identify as them.
"Don't lose your step Riven. It's going to hurt if you do." She yelled over her shoulder
"I didn't plan on it." The voice returned from much closer than expected. "Also, you didn't need to yell."
"Sorry. I thought you'd be further behind than you were."
All Riven returned was a shrug before they continued back down to the hill, reaching the bottom just after the sun had fully set over the hill.
They were met with a wave of responses once they made it back down the hill. Some asking why Lux was unconscious, some asking why Riven was hurt, but most asking how Irelia was alive. She merely met them with silence, and most of them got the hint to just leave her alone, for which she was grateful. The medic that she delivered both Lux and Riven too said that they could have them fixed up in a few hours. When asked why they wouldn't just let Soraka heal them and have them done in seconds, she could only respond with;
"Everyone who was inside of the institute at the time it burned down is a possible suspect for the arsonist who began this. They'll be charged on multiple cases of murder, destruction of property, the list goes on. We'll let them do their jobs once we have found out who had created the blaze."
"Shouldn't you let them do their jobs though? Isn't this just slowing down the process of healing those who were injured for no reason whatsoever?"
"Look. I don't make orders, I only follow them. If you want to ask these questions to people who might actually have answers, find someone who isn't me. I'm simply a demacian medic who was brought here because I was too close to this place after it went up. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things that I need to be doing."
The remark came off quite rude for someone of Demacian heritage, but being around this much damage and death can really get to anyone. She took a deep breath and continued her search, looking amongst the small tents and medic posts to try and find someone who could answer all of the questions she currently had to ask. She found out several small tidbits of information, such as how to get home, which she would need to talk to her situating officer and try to get it organized on how to get back home. She made her way over to a booth that was designed to find your situating officer to find your way home. It seemed terribly inefficient for it to have to work this way, but there had to be at least a sliver of logic behind it or it wouldn't happen, so she thought. But this place had taught her very well that this place doesn't always follow the best thoughts and logic. As she made her way up to the front, the 'secretary' was already ready for her with all the information that she would need to find Nick.
"Pardon my asking, Irelia. But weren't you dead merely hours ago?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that it went something like that. Anyways, is everything I need to find Nick right on this pamphlet?"
"Yes. Just find the number next to his name and find the matching tent. He should be there."
After a quick glance at the paper and finding the number 147 next to his name, she set off in the nearly pitch black to try and find it. Around her, people ran around, trying to get the mess that had been created cleared up as fast as possible so they could all get back to their lives. After several minutes of looking, she finally found the tent with the number 147 on a sign next to the door. Walking in to the door less tent, she found Nick seated at a desk with a pile of paperwork on both sides of him.
"Oh yeah, just come on in without knocking. That's really kind of you."
"I don't really know what I'm supposed to knock on. It's a tent without a door."
"Irelia? Aren't you supposed to be busy being dead right now?"
"Not so much right now as a day ago. But right now, I'm just trying to find a way to get back to Ionia and I was told that I needed to go through you first to get back, so uh, here I am."
"It'll take so much time to get you organized to go back. I haven't even started on yours, and I have another five on the go. Do you know how hard it is to find a place for nautilus to go back to?"
"I shouldn't be that hard to get out of here should I? Throw me on a transport ship back to Ionia, stow me on board if you have to, and send me off with a wave. I'll be gone and out of here before you realize I've left."
"That would be a really good strategy, if it wasn't illegal. We need to make sure that we know where you guys are going before we send you away. It's for your own safety."
"I'm not really one for believing what anyone but I say is the truth at this point. First the games, second the burning of the institute, this third. I'm really not sure they're looking out for our well being at this point."
"Yeah, you've got a point there. Do you want to take a walk? I could use some time to cool down. I've been sitting here for too long."
"You're allowed to just stand up and take a break?"
"You're the person who wanted to illegally stow away on a boat. I'm surprised you care."
"I really don't. I just wanted to know if you had the right to do that right now."
"If anyone asks, I never left here."
"I can stand behind that."
They quickly left the tent, exiting into the damp night.
"I suspect you have a lot of questions that you want to ask me right now." Nick asked, knowing that was the reason why she agreed to go for a walk with him.
"You've got that right. First off, what was the point of those battles we took place in anyways?"
"From what I can tell, it was supposed to be a test to make sure that you were all still warriors like you were before you came and joined the league. They wanted to make sure that you hadn't given up what you had before you came here. But in reality, I think it's because they wanted to see which ones of you were threats when they heard that there was discomfort arising. But that's just my wild speculation. It's probably not the right one, but it's what my gut told me."
"So when we were in there fighting, we were fighting as ourselves. Why didn't we die when we were killed in there?"
"You didn't die out here because only your mind went in. Now, of course your body shook wildly when you died in there after stabbing yourself and plummeting, but it didn't do any real physical damage."
"They were threading on this ice with that. I can see why people would get angry enough to burn down the institute."
"Yeah, but don't let anyone else hear you saying that. You can get into some trouble if the right person hears that."
"I really don't care what people here think of me anymore. I just want to go home. Really badly."
"Yeah, I can tell. And I'm going to try and get you home as fast as I can, but I can only make the process go so quickly."
"Oh I know. But if you can do anything to make it go faster, I'd make sure to repay you."
"I'll try. I don't want you stuck back here anymore than you do. But like I said, I can only do so much."
The wind brushed against them, shooing off the small bugs that whizzed around them, their buzzing noises not missed.
"Also, out of everyone who could have freed me, why was it Katarina, of all people?"
"How did she free you? What are you talking about?"
"When the fire broke out and everyone began running, I yelled at my door for someone to help me out, and it was Katarina who broke open the door for me. The Noxian wing was across the hall and to the other end. Why was she up here?"
"The Demacians are to your left. She and Garen had something going I think. I'm not quite sure and I really don't quite care, but that's probably where she came from."
She was saved because Katarina broke the rules. That didn't explain why she'd open a door for an Ionian, a natural enemy, but she wasn't one to complain.
"Anyways, I'm glad I could answer your questions. I've got to head back, fill out some more paperwork and try to get you guys home. I'll try to have you out by tomorrow afternoon, but I'm not guaranteeing anything to you right now, you got me?"
"Oh yeah, I got you. Just please try to get me out of here as soon as you can. I don't care if you have to show a blind eye to some rules or play stupid, just get me out of here."
"Don't worry; you won't see another sunset here."
And with that, he was gone. Leaving her alone in the calm chaos that existed here.
Irelia had managed to find somewhere that she could lay her head for the night, and once she had awoken, it was already nearing noon. She sat up, and looked at where she had slept. Delicate designs of Ionian making lined the walls of the tent, small windows of thin fabric made makeshift windows, letting the light in. Ahead of her sat Riven, who glanced out of the door, lost in a series of painkillers and thoughts.
"Good morning Irelia. Did you sleep well last night?"
"It was probably the best one I've had since I got here. I guess almost dying can really exhaust you huh?"
Riven let a small chuckle leave her lips before she placed her hand to her chest.
"Don't make me laugh. I'm not sure these stitches are going to hold out that well, and I want to keep them in as long as I can."
"You must've cut pretty deep in huh? I still don't even know why you'd kill yourself for me. Didn't Lux try to convince you otherwise?" Her train of thought caught on as she said that. "She did try to stop you, didn't she? That's why you knocked her out. She was threatening to stop you."
A small voice came from behind her, causing her to shoot across the tent and looking at the source of the voice.
"You catch on fast Irey. I'm pretty proud of you. And yeah, that is what I tried to do. Riven is pretty strong you know?"
"My god Lux. Did you really have to do that?" She asked between deep breaths and small chuckles. "You nearly gave me a heart attack."
"You're too much of a trooper to die to a little boo aren't you?"
"Hey, I'm only human. I still die. Just not that easily." She said as she recovered her breath. "Anyways, how are you guys doing with the getting home situation? I think I'm heading home this evening I think, that is if Nick can get it all set up."
"I'm not even sure where I'm headed after this. My situating officer has me at the bottom of the list right now. She says that there's nowhere that I can go right now, but she'll work on it sometime. She has to get me out of here eventually. Maybe I can talk my way into letting somewhere temporarily so that I can return to my life of wandering."
"You're always welcome with us in Ionia. We'll accept you instantly. Just ask Karma for the recommendation and you might be able to get on the same boat with me."
"I'm not so sure you guys will just accept a Noxian into Ionia just because I'm friends with someone who lives there." A quick glare from Lux made her rephrase her sentence. "More than friends with someone who lives there. Is that better Lux?"
"Yeah, I'll say that's about right. Anyways, I'm heading back to Demacia I believe. But I've been talking to my situating officer and I might be headed over to Ionia. See if I can talk my way over."
"See Riven? Lux isn't afraid to ask for permission."
"Maybe I'll go give it a shot." She gave a quick glare to Lux. "Don't you try anything. I have ways of finding things out."
"Ways like looking sitting right outside the tent and listening to us for a few minutes before taking off?"
"A true professional never gives away their secrets." Chuckled Riven as she stood up with her hand on her chest. "And I'm a professional."
"And I'm a goat. Now shoo. Get out. You've got some running around to do." Joked Lux as she made shooing actions with her hands.
"We can argue about that one Lux."
"Bite me Riven."
Riven gave a quick smirk before she stood up, poked her head out of the tent for a few moments and took off.
"When did you too start to get along so well Lux? She knocked you out, you too are fighting over me, and you're still getting along like you've been friends since you were kids. How did that all work out exactly?"
"We're not fighting over you Irey. You could just say I'm waiting my turn. Anyways, I've got to get packed. I'm leaving on a boat this afternoon with you, so we'd better get ready. Get all the arrangements done and all that fun stuff."
"Yeah, I suppose." She nodded her head towards the door. "You go first."
"You just want to check me out Irey. But it's fine. I really don't mind. Take as long a look as you want."
"Get moving" she said as serious as she could, but she could tell that her voice wasn't even remotely so.
She had to admit though, the girl did have a rather nice figure, as she couldn't help but check out the small Demacians figure as she left the tent, which Lux apparently caught.
"You're so sick Irey. What if I was to tell Riven about this? How do you think she'd feel huh?" Lux shot back with a smile that couldn't help but make you feel good.
"Do you want to try that Lux? I think I can outrun you pretty heavily."
"You're only trying to check me out Irey, I can tell."
"Yeah, yeah. Anyways, let's go try to find a way out of here. I want to sleep on my own bed soon.
It was hours later after they had left the tent that they were ready to leave. They had filled out all the paperwork, said all their thanks and waited for the boat. But it had arrived and they were ready to depart. The boat was strong and sturdy. That was what was expected of an Ionian cruise vessel. It was currently just patrolling around, showing the middle class of Demacia what the world had to offer. But once it had heard of the disaster that had occurred, they immediately responded, and as fate had it, they were nearby. Only the trio had boarded this boat to Ionia, as the others were still clogged up in paperwork hell. Once on board, they were greeted with war smiles and kindness, the stuff that you would expect from most Demacians. They all lived on different floors and lived rather far apart, but that wouldn't really matter much anyways. They were expecting two days worth of travel before they were to arrive back in Ionia, which was actually pretty good. The first night had passed through rather uneventfully, though Riven and Irelia got the pleasure of seeing what happened once Lux had drunk far more than she should have, and nearly ran off the boat on accident. Though during mid day the next day, as they were only several hours away from shore, their situation rapidly deteriorated.
The trio was on the top of the boat, talking and relaxing over a few cold Ionian drinks, someone who was against the side of the boat pointed out at something on the water, which they couldn't dare to resist looking at. As they came to the side, they noticed a fleet of Bildgewater boats headed towards them. From what Irelia could tell, there were around a dozen of them. Although they were not large boats and they cruise vessel was armed with defence systems, they were known to be fearless. And a large, rich Demacian cruiser vessel alone in deep waters was simply too tempting to pass up. The boat quickly turned away in hopes of outrunning them. But the small ships were too fast to outrun, and the alarms were sound. Irelia beckoned her blades from the lower deck, commanding them back to her. Lux and Riven were not so lucky, as they couldn't simply beckon their blade and wand back to them. Irelia's blades shot out from the hallway and back to her, sensing her fear. The sounds of cannons soon filled their ears as both the cruiser vessel and the pirates began to exchange fire. Riven recommended that they go and grab their weapons, but they knew better. If they were below decks and the pirates landed a nice enough shot into the bottom of the ship, it would capsize too fast for them to get back up. They were unarmed for this fight.
"Everybody get to the lifeboats!" Came multiple voices as everyone fled towards the lifeboats, pushing and shoving others to get there first.
Suddenly, a metal hook attached to a rope shot up the side and grabbed a man by the side of his stomach, before proceeding to rip the chunk out of him, tearing several ribs and organs out of his, the remaining contents proceeding to spill out of him and onto the deck and the hook plummeted back towards the water. Several more shot up, connecting onto the boat successfully. Irelia beckoned her allies backwards and towards the lifeboats, but she knew the reality.
No one was leaving unless they won.
Soon, Demacian soldiers swarmed onto the deck, beckoning the civilians, Lux and Riven below decks. They asked Irelia to go as well, but she refused.
The first wave of pirates made it up the side, but they were merely stabbed as soon as their heads made it level with the boat. They were not making such a rookie mistake as to just let them climb the boat. After two waves, they stopped this strategy and instead, chucked up a wave of explosives, ripping chunks out of the boat and launching demacian limbs around, screams of agony filling the air. The pirates quickly made their way up and won solidly. The rusty demacian guards provided no challenge to the battle trained and desperate pirates. Irelia fought with renewed vigour, but it accomplished nothing. Her blades that could paint the air with blood provided nothing against the pirates pistols, and she was quickly surrounded with only several Demacian soldiers left standing.
"If you can just drop your weapons and bite this here bullet for us, we can get our jobs done way faster. Don't make it harder for us. First off, we ask that you all drop your weapons and line up side by side here, maybe we can kill more of you with one bullet if you do that." The pirate spoke, infuriating the survivors. They'd rather die with honour than die as prisoners. "That pretty girl's blade. Think that you could grab that for me?" Asked the pirate to one of his lackeys, who hesitantly obeyed, He had seen the power of the blade in action, and was in no way excited to do so. But he knew that if he didn't, he'd be dead. He placed his hands on the blades and pulled them away from Irelia, who merely stared him in the eyes as he backed away. Just before he could hand them over, they reacted, slicing the pirate into slices before he had time to be afraid. His chunks collapsed to the ground, joining the bodies and pieces of his friends and enemies. Irelia fought back in one last, desperate assault, hoping to bring down enough of them to make an escape. But just as she prepared her blades to attack, the feeling of Demacian armour dropped her to the ground, her body unconscious.
Alright guys, in regards to what I said earlier, I plan on writing another story here, just so that If I get blocked in one, I can always write in the other until the writers block fades. So I'm thinking about either writing another LOL fic, an attack on titan fic or a dead space fic. I'm not quite sure which one yet, so if you guys want to voice your opinions on those. If you pick the LOL fic, let me know what you want me to ship. I do MxF and FxF, but not MxM, so sorry if that affects you. Also, I plan on adding OC's into any of those stories. So I'll give you guys a couple of days to pick which one you want me to write, and if no one votes, I'll just choose myself. The LOL one is kinda iffy for me, seeing as I'm already writing one right now, but I digress. What will happen is once you chose, I will leave a kind of guideline for what you guys can chose for your OC to be like. I'll make it as extensive as possible, and try to capture as many details as I can. Afterwards, once your OC is in, we can keep communication if you wish to make a request to a character, ask me how you want a character to pan out, yadada. I want to try and interact with those who read my stories, because if I didn't, I would just keep it on my computer in a folder and never touch it again. It's you guys that keep me even wanting to write this. It's not that I don't like it, its just the reward that I get for writing if you know what I mean. So anyways, let me know what you guys think, and if you are interested. Leave it in a review or send me a PM. Thank you for your time reading this, and I hope you enjoyed.