Author's Note

Chapter 3+4 were put together into one. I don't like the fact off having too many chapters, so I decided to put some together.

Chapter 3

Champion of the League

The next morning...

Riven opened her eyes and at first she didn't realize where she was. But then it hit her. After she had left the Halls of Reflection one young summoner guided her to her new room. After she had entered and had aligned her thanks, she threw herself onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep. The long wandering without a rest and the..events from yesterday were too much for her. She didn't even ask why the League already had a room for her.

Now that she was awakened, she had time looking around. Her room wasn't very big, but for her it was enough as she didn't need much more than a bed. On the right side was a small kitchen and another door, most likely the bathroom. On the left side her bed in which she still lay. She also spotted some sort of television, where she could most likely watch and observe the League matches. 'Could be interesting to learn the styles of the others.'

But nevertheless the room suited her favor as it was decorated in a typical Noxian style. Somehow she felt at home. 'Huh..at least the League wasn't a bad choice after all', she thought and let out a yawn. It must be ages since she had felt so...comfortable.

Riven looked to her right on a watch. Eight o'clock in the morning. ‟Late enough", she mumbled and pushed herself out of her bed. She walked to the other door, which led her into a moderate bathroom. A warm, hot shower. She couldn't remember when she had one of them. She took a long shower to get her head and mind clear or at least collect and sort them. 'I wonder what will happen today', she thought while she washed the dust of her journey from her body.

As she was finished, again she didn't ask herself why some new and fresh clothing, which perfectly fit her, was lying in one of the cupboards and dressed up. It looked somehow like her travel outfit, but clean and not patched up like her old one.

Riven looked around the room. She spotted some book which was lying on a table. She read the title: ‟General information and guideline for the League." 'Well...they're very courteous', Riven thought. The room had everything she needed to have a somehow good life.

'But no answers', she thought and her mind drifted back to yesterdays events. And again, she asked herself what happened back then in Ionia. Was it possible that Zaun attacked without informing High Command? No that wasn't possible. She shook her head. ‟Tse...that's idiotic. I had not found an answer in the last years...how should I get one now?", she asked herself loudly. 'But...maybe the League has some', she added in her mind.

Her stomach grumbled loudly. 'Let's see if I can get some breakfast', she thought while pinning the back of her hair up and put on her boots. She looked at her sword for a moment, but then decided to take it with her. She was sure, nobody would have a great interest in a shattered sword, but better too cautious than not.

She was in a long corridor. Some torches and magical lights lit the long hallway. 'Eh..so which direction was the entrance?', she asked herself, but then she shrugged and just went right. As she passed some other doors, she noticed some sort of emblems and symbols on them. She recognized only a few of them as emblems from some champions. As she walked on, she noticed another thing. On some walls were a few signs. She stepped closer and saw that there were writings on them. One sign was saying: ‟Trainings Room" while the other two said: ‟Mess" and ‟Library". She followed them to the mess.

As soon as she entered the mess, she nearly forgot her hunger. The mess was a giant hall, filled with large tables. Like the entrance the ceiling was natural, but no pillars hold it. Sun light fell through giant windows on the left side. It looked like someone has cracked open the mountain and set windows in it instead of rocks.

Some other champions and summoners were already here and discussing with each other. While most of the humanoid champions would look like shining heroes on normal people, the mystical and magical were the ones that draw Rivens attention. She recognized some of them. At the far end of the hall was a giant bull sitting. Alistair, a former gladiator from Noxus. On the other side of the hall sat something like a giant blue-skinned troll. 'Huh..that has to be Trundle from Freljord', Riven thought. She also spotted some Demacians on the left side, while on the right side some Noxians were sitting. 'Oh...nice...at least fighting is not allowed", she thought sarcastically.

Riven walked to the far end of the hall, some summoners and champions were watching her but she didn't take notice. What she saw at the end of the hall opened her mouth. Multiple tables full of different food from all over Valoran. As she didn't have much money on her journey, she was starving. She took one, screw it two plates and filled them with everything what was looking eatable. As the plates were filled, she searched for a lonelier place. The hall was big enough, so that wasn't that hard. As she sat down, she began to devour her food. And god dammit, it tasted excellent.

She was nearly crying. Everything seems to be so easy in the League. A warm bed, something to eat, fresh and new clothing. 'Why I didn't join the League earlier?', she asked herself. She knew the reason somehow, deep within her. She was lost in all these years, without a real purpose. But...reliving this key moment in her life, the point of no return...it had somehow awaken something in her. 'For those who were lost', she thought.

Someone was coming to her table and sat down, right before her. At first Riven didn't realize it, as she far too busy with her food. But after the person coughed she looked up. A summoner was sitting before her. She was wearing a blue robe and a hood which hid most of her face. ‟You're Riven right? The new champion?", she asked with a cheerful voice.

Riven stopped eating and looked at the girl. She pulled back her hood and smiled. She had long blonde hair and clear green eyes. Overall, she was a small girl and not a warrior in any way. Riven assumed she was around twenty. ‟Yes. I am Riven...call me what you want. I don't really feel like a 'champion'", she replied slowly.

‟Alright then. I'm Elena! I'll be your summoner for today and I'm really glad of it to be the first one to summon you!", she said motivated.

‟My...summoner? I'm in a match today?", Riven asked. That was...surprising. She hadn't expected to be thrown in like this as she just joined the League yesterday.

‟Yes. No big deal, only some training for you and the other champions. I'll give you some advise during it. You just need to come to the summoning chambers once you're ready...and I just thought it would be good to talk a bit", the girl said in an over motivated tone.

Riven just looked at the girl. Her cheerful, motivated tone..well in Riven's mind, she saw some Demacia recruit trying to get attention from her superior by being over motivated and always cheering. A faint smile slipped on her face.

‟What is it?", the girl asked curiously as she spotted the smile on Riven's face.

‟It's nothing...I'm fine", she answered and took her more serious face on. She looked at the girl.

‟Well if you say so", Elena shrugged and took a bite of an apple.

‟Is there something I need to know? I hadn't enough time to read the guidelines", Riven asked. She didn't like it to be dependent on someone. But right now, she hadn't any other choice. She knew that the League had many special rules, tricks and so on.

‟Nah..not really. I'll tell you everything once you get there..." shortly the girl seems to be troubled, ‟You're first death will feel a bit..strange. No big deal, of course."

Riven bit her lip. 'My first death?' She remembered that some strange League magic prevents the champions from dying on the Fields of Justice. But she never thought, that she actually could...die.

‟Don't look so stressed! Cheer up! It isn't that bad you know...you see Garen over there?" The young summoner pointed in the direction of the Might of Demacia. Riven just nodded. ‟Well he died eight times in a row in his last fight. He looks pretty fine, don't you think?"

Riven just looked at Garen, who was discussing with Jarvan IV. Then they laughed because of something and clinked their glasses. ‟It seems so..", Riven replied slowly.

‟See? But you should tell me about your capabilities!", the girl smiled at her.

‟Capabilities? What do you mean?", Riven asked.

‟Well...you're a fighter right? From the look of yours and the big ass sword over there..I assumed right?" Riven nodded silently and Elena mumbled something about Doran's Blade.

‟Ehm..I have to say it isn't easy to tell you something like this. When I came into a battle I just fought and didn't think about it", Riven replied.

‟Huh...ok. We see it on the fields then, right? Won't be easy for me to learn from you. But fine then! Do you have something on your mind?"

‟Right now..no", Riven replied. She didn't know what Elena mean with 'learn from you' but it didn't matter. Or at least she hoped so.

‟Ok then. If you need help or any advise, just ask me ok? I'll be waiting then in the summoning chambers! See you Riven!", the girl said in her cheerful voice and walked away.

Riven watched her as she walked away. She didn't know what to think of her. But she had other things in her head right now. What troubled her far more than her young summoner was the upcoming match. Sure, it was just training. But she didn't like it to be the weakest and most useless part of a group. She hadn't been one of the youngest Noxian officers for no reason.

'Huh, well..I don't have any saying in this matter', she thought and stood up, leaving the rest of her food on the plates. She grabbed her sword and without any hesitation stepped out of the mess hall.

It wasn't that hard to find the summoning chambers as they were the most important thing in the whole League. The big doors opened by themselves and behind them was a giant hall. Summoners were standing all around, talking to some champions. In the middle was some kind of pedestal. Blue runes and magical circles were written all over it. Riven could feel the flow of magic in this area. She spotted Elena, who was talking to some older summoner. Riven went to them, cleared her throat and both of them looked to her.

‟There you are! Just in time!", Elena said and the Elder nodded.

‟Alright. We will begin the match right now. As for you Riven...do what Elena wants you to do", the Elder said and Riven just nodded. Excitement filled her.

'Calm down and focus', she thought and tightened the grip on her sword.

‟Everyone else on your positions. The League match will begin now!", the older summoner yelled. Some other champions stepped on the pedestal together with their summoners.

‟Ok. Come over here Riven", Elena said and pointed at the top of the pedestal. Riven walked the few stairs up and stepped into the rune circle. Finally she saw her teammates. At least there were all most likely humanoids. She recognized Ashe, the Frost Archer and Leona, the Radiant Dawn. One of the others was a giant dog-like creature, which walked on only two legs. He was wearing some kind of long halberd and some kind of golden armor. The last one looked foxy on Riven. She had some kind of furry ears, but the far more interesting were her nine fluffy tails. As Riven continued to stare at her, she looked over and blew her a kiss. Riven blushed slightly and looked away.

‟Begin the summoning process!", the Elder spoke loudly and the summoners began mumbling words.

‟Just stay there Riven..don't move..", Elena mumbled and attuned with the other voices.

Riven stood completely still while some kind of blue lights began to surround her body. As the light reached her eyes. she closed them and suddenly she was away. It felt like floating between worlds.

She remained calm and kept her eyes closed. Suddenly she felt ground under her feet.

Ok...open your eyes Riven, a voice said in her head which sounded like Elena. Riven followed the order.

She stood on some platform, closely resembling the pedestal from the summoning chambers. The clear blue sky was above her and the other champions were here too. 'So...this is Summoners Rift then?', she thought and looked over to some kind of big building most likely the Nexus. Six big stone statues were holding some kind of crystal over them.

Their base had three different entrances, everyone into another direction. Some towers and smaller buildings, which looked like the Nexus, protected them.

Yes..this is Summoners Rift. Go to the fancy looking guy over there and pick up a Doran's Blade, a health potion and the warding trinket. Oh, and..you can communicate with me by simply thinking about it , Elena said in her head. She sounded more concentrated but still motivated.

'If you say so', Riven thought and walked over to the shop. The others were already there and spoke about something. Riven didn't pay attention and instead looked over the display. There were many, many different badges and symbols. Everyone had a price under it. She searched for the items Elena had said and finally found them. She picked up a badge showing a little purple sword. 'What do I do with that?', she asked her summoner.

Just put it on your sword. The magic within this badge will strengthen you, Elena answered.

Riven simply followed the order and pressed the badge against her blade. The badge broke up and some kind of purple lights flew into her sword and body. That felt...great. 'Magic powers for everyone', Riven thought while looking for the two other items. She took the health potion, which was some kind of little flask with a red liquid in it and the trinket. The trinket was nothing more than a small token with some yellow plant on it. A display next to the badges showed her money count. Zero.

‟Alright..let's get it done. Riven? Be careful up there ok?", Leona said to her and Riven nodded.

‟I will", she replied.

‟Alright..everyone on your positions. Nasus..focus on the top lane. She will need more help." Leona nodded and walked off with Ashe to the bottom lane.

‟I will be there. But don't overextend", replied the giant dog like creature while wandering off into the territory known as the jungle. She knew it. They were seeing her at the weakest part of a chain.

No stress Riven. Show them what you can do, Elena said in her head with an encouraging tone in her voice.

‟You looked pretty...interested?", the foxy creature suddenly said and giggled while watching Riven.

‟Ehm..well...I've never seen someone like you", she answered. This..girl has some kind of magic aura around her. Somehow Riven felt..attracted to her?

‟You're not the first one who said that. Just call me Ahri but I have to go sweetie. We can have more fun when this little game here is over. See you around", the fox said, winked at her and walked off to the middle lane. Some kind of pure magic ball, floating in her right hand.

Well..well Riven..you didn't fall for Ahri's charm, did you, Elena asked in her head while giggling a bit. Riven shook her head and looked away from the stunning fox. She looked in the direction of her lane and walked on. As Ahri was walking away, the strange magic aura disappeared.

'No, I didn't. Besides that had to be some magic tricks. Better tell me what happen now', Riven replied in her head. The whole thing was strange enough and to have a giggling, girlish summoner in her head, didn't make it easier.

I can hear you, Riven.

'Shit..I didn't mean to...'

It's ok. I mean you're right in some way. Elena's voice became serious again. Well, go to the second tower and wait there until...

‟Minions have spawned!", a voice called through Summoners Rift just as Riven passed the first tower. She looked behind her and some small creatures appeared next to the Nexus. They wore purple robes and hoods and some sort of little weapons, which looked more like toys to Riven. They passed her without noticing. Riven kept up with them.

'I should follow them right?', she thought.

That's what I wanted to say.

Riven looked over to some trees and bushes. Some kind of strange fog, blocked her view into the jungle. She could only see a dozen of meters. It reminded her of yesterday and she felt a stung in her heart. She looked back to the minions and towers.

Oh shit. I saw it now, Elena said in her head and sounded kind of worried.

'What is it Elena? Bad news?', Riven asked while she passed the second turret.

You're up against...Prince Jarvan himself. He's a pretty tough guy, Elena answered.

'Sounds good to me', Riven replied. The heir of the Demacian throne. Well, that was a challenge she gladly accepted. 'I'll show him how true Noxians are fighting', she thought and passed the third turret.

The blue minions arrived at the scene and instantly they began fighting with Riven's. They hit each other with some small magic spells and their toy looking weapons. Riven looked around, searching for her enemy to appear. But he was nowhere to see. In her lane were three separated bushes, the grass was thick and high enough to hide anyone within it. She held her distance to them.

Do you see the bush near the river? Use the trinket there, Elena said in her head.

Riven followed the order and took the trinket from her belt. She threw it into the bush and instantly some kind of yellow-green plant grew. And if that wasn't enough the fog and grass thinned somehow.

Thanks. I'll warn you if I see someone coming...now focus on the minions. Kill the blue ones which are badly hurt. You'll earn some gold for it, Elena explained in her head.

Riven looked at the minions. There. The one with a hammer looked very struck. She walked over and slammed her sword in the head of it. She heard a faint sound of gold coins which tinkled at each other when she killed the minion. She continued with the more or less brainless task, but kept her eyes peeled for Jarvan.

Another wave of minions arrived at the scene, but suddenly a Demacian standard was rammed beside her into the ground.

Watch out Riven!, yelled Elena in her head.

‟DEMACIA!" With a yell Jarvan IV jumped out of one of the bushes and rammed his mighty lance into the ground. The blow was so hard, the earth began to shake and walls of earth surrounded Riven and the prince. Riven fought to stand on her feet.

‟Bring it on Noxian!", Jarvan yelled and attacked her. Riven knew about the extending lance from the prince and rolled to the side, avoiding the otherwise deadly attack, which would have most likely impaled her.

Quickly she stood up and dashed forward. Then Riven unleashed a series of heavy blows, while using the runic powers in her sword to enforce them even more. Jarvan was able to parry most of them, but at least one time she hit him heavy in his breastplate.

He stepped back and readied his weapon for another attack. And this time Riven wasn't fast enough to dodge it. The lance hit her in the abdomen. She coughed blood, but oddly enough, it didn't hurt that much as she thought it would. Jarvan withdrew his weapon and prepared for the fatal blow.

‟I will not go down that easy!", Riven yelled and jumped forward again, unleashed all of the runic power at once in a Ki Burst. His lance was a dangerous weapon on long distance, but in close combat her half shattered sword was far better. But Jarvan was fast enough and threw out another banner and pulled himself to it by using is lance. He grabbed a health potion from his belt and drank from it.

The walls of earth crumbled around Riven and fell to the ground. No trace was left only a few patches of the grass were now brown from the earth.

‟Ha...good fighting there Noxian", Jarvan said while killing a minion with his lance. Riven just nodded and took her own potion. She could feel how the pain ceased away. Or at least a bit. For now, both of them were concentrated on killing minions from each other, while holding some distance.

They went on with their task, but then Jarvan threw out another standard, close to her. Obviously preparing for an attack. Riven put her guard up and prepared for a counterattack.

Be prepared Riven...this will help you out, Elena said in her head with a mysterious tone.

'Prepare for wha..', Riven thought, but then Jarvan attacked her. He pulled himself to the standard and struck with his lance at her. Riven parried the attack with ease, but then she felt a weight in her right hand, she hadn't felt in years. Lance and sword pressed against each other. Not a broken sword no. It was fully assembled. Jarvan withdrew from her and looked at the giant sword.

‟What the...", Riven said and looked at it. The blade was complete. A green glowing hold everything together. She even felt the whole runic power within the blade. ‟What did you do Elena?", she asked loudly and looked in the sky shortly.

I assembled your weapon. I can't discuss that with you right now. How do you feel?, she asked.

'I feel...great', Riven thought. It was like a short moment of clarity. Everything was so clear before her. Suddenly she knew what to do, she knew a purpose. It felt like the darkness in her mind had been washed away.

‟I will show you the true Noxian way", Riven said to Jarvan and dashed forward. She attacked with her full might and power. Jarvan was quickly overwhelmed by her pure strength. But he didn't go down without a fight. Jarvan hit her a few times in the leg, arm and even closer to her throat. He threw out another standard and pulled him away from her, badly injured from Riven's mighty strikes.

I can't hold it up for long Riven..you need to finish him, Elena yelled in her head.

Riven remembered a technique, which she hadn't used in years. She collected energy on the sharp side of her blade and released it with a loud scream. A wave of pure, green energy hit Jarvan in the back.

‟First Blood!", the voice of a woman yelled over Summoners Rift while Jarvan fell to the ground and his body disappeared in a blue light. Riven's blade disappeared as quickly as it had come. Now without the runic energy, Riven felt how weak she was. Blood dripped out of her wounds and she coughed multiple times.

Back to the tower Riven! Fast! Nidalee is coming!, Elena said. But it was too late. Even before Riven could turn around, she saw a spear flying into her direction. She felt how the spear pierced through her breast and impaled her. The last thing she remembered was a voice, which said: ‟Riven has been slain!" Then she blacked out.

There was only silence. Riven felt like in the summoning process. Floating between worlds. Not really dead, but not alive either. She still clung to her sword. Her eyes were closed and she breathed quietly. 'So...this is dying? It doesn't feel that bad...', she thought. 'Actually...no pain, no duties, no fights...only silence and eternal sleep...no...it's not bad.' Suddenly a voice was back in her head. It was Elena.

Hold on a second..you'll be back...now!, she said.

Riven felt the ground under her feet and heard the sound of some birds and the sound of small marching boots. She opened her eyes. She was back and stood on the platform, where the match had begun. She looked down on her. No blood and no wound. She felt fine.

How...was your first death? Any trouble?, Elena asked carefully.

'It didn't feel that bad...and no. I'm fine. Only a slight headache', Riven replied.

Well...good! Let's get back to the match shall we? A Vampiric Scepter will help you out. Let's win this!, Elena said.

'If you say so...oh and by the way. You need to explain one thing to me: How did you summon my whole blade?', Riven asked while searching in the display.

I'll tell you everything, once the match is over alright? Now it's not the time nor the place, Elena answered.

'Huh...ok', Riven simply replied while picking up the scepter and running back to the lane.

In the meanwhile...

‟Why do you want to join the League Diana?" The man which stood before her, wore a bloodied robe of the Solaripriests. She knew that she had killed him only a few minutes ago. It had to be some kind of magic trick. She stood up from her kneeling position and pointed with her blade at his throat.

‟The Solari had denied me and the power of the moon. They left me no other choice. I will be heard and all of Valoran shall see the truth", the woman answered. She wore a dark blue-silver colored piece of armor and a big sword, resembling a khopesh. A blue symbol glowed on her forehead. It looked like a full moon and a crescent moon, which lay on its side. Her silver eyes glared at the Solari.

‟How does it feel...to expose your mind?", he asked. His voice was calm, although a weapon was aimed at his throat.

She needed time to answer to this question. She lowered her weapon. ‟I don't have anything to hide. It changes nothing", she replied, somehow harshly.

‟Is that so?", the Solari asked and disappeared into nothing.

‟It is", she said quietly to herself.

The giant stone doors behind her opened. A voice echoed through the Halls of Reflection. Diana turned around and left this place while a voice said: ‟Welcome to the League Diana, Scorn of the Moon."