Helen couldn't believe her ears when she heard that sweet sound, or her eyes when her sight was drawn to the image of the exploding Nexus. Never before in her life had she seen an ending so tense and spectacular. The same could be said for the rest of her team. The Summoners of Warwick and Morgana flung themselves at the Summoner of Darius, whose name was Matthew. Brohugs ensued.
Ezreal's Summoner, a blondie, went over to Helen and muttered: "I'm...sorry about the raging. You were right, you should never surrender."
"Ah, that's fine. We won, that's what counts!"
And Helen joined the hug fest with the other girls. Then the door of the Summoning Chamber flew open, and Jinx rushed in, followed by the other champions.
Jinx made straight for Helen, and shouted out to her: "Well, guess who got promoted! The tribunal told me to give this to you right away. Hope you'll enjoy it!"
With this, Jinx opened her hand and there lay Helen's Silver sigil. The dream she'd worked for for over a year. Hesitantly, she took it, removed her Bronze sigil, and pinned on the new one. "It looks awesome on you," Jinx told her, "now you won't have to deal with the likes of that Ezreal fool who dares to call herself a Summoner."
" Hell yeah! Finally! And of course it looks awensome on me. Everything I do or wear looks awensome on me. Thanks for not giving up by the way. I don't know what to say."
"No need for that. You earned it. HEY EVERYONE!" Jinx yelled, now turning to their group in the room. "My friend here has finally left Bronze. I'd say we celebrate that. PARTY TIME!"
Later that night, the Summoners and Champions went to the tavern the League provided as amusement for the two groups. They kept on recapping the match, both teams recalling and then joking about the best moments of the match. Obviously everyone had stopped trying to explain the event to the main drunkard in the tavern, Gragas, several hours ago. But everyone else was following the whole thing with rapt attention. Obviously the stars of that night were Jinx, for her backdoor, Darius, for his Penta, and their Summoners, Helen and Matthew. And as usual, Darius was showing off in his way, remembering the others that he's one of the best tanks in the League, while drinking and handwrestling with his fellows.
At this point it should be mentioned that it is, although not unprecedented, rather uncommon for Summoners and Champions to be seen together outside of the Summoner's room from where the Champions are controlled on the Rift or the other maps. This party, aside from the aformentioned conversation, was no different. The Chanmpions sat on one end of the hall, the Summoners at the other. And very little seemed about to change that. But in a twist of fate, the door opened and a Champion stepped in. Ahri, the Nine-Tailed Fox. Renowned throughout the League for her foxy wits and...well...foxy looks too. So foxy in fact, that after her entered a young man, oogling all over Ahri, eyes fixated on her sexily swaying hips.
That was when the trouble started.
"Hang on," came from one of the Summoner tables, "that's my boyfriend Dan. What did you do to him, Ahri?"
"Your boyfriend? Looks like he's my boyfriend now. Sorry, sweetheart, but we can't run from our heart's desires," Ahri replied, in a voice smeared thick with lust.
"You will let him go this instant! I know you put him under your spell so drop it!" the girl Summoner shouted.
"Poor little girl. You should know better than to argue with a Champion. After all, there's a reason I get to be a Champion."
"Ahri, drop it," came from Helen at that point, "leave her be. And give her her boyfriend back."
"Well, well, well, if it isn't you, little monster. Maybe you could give Master Yi a few lessons, the way you pulled that off."
" Oh shut up and take your charm off the guy."
"Has your latest victory gone to your head? Seeing Darius achieving what you've always dreamt of did hit you pretty hard, didn't it? You're crazy if you think you can order me around out of the Rift. Besides, if Dan here left his girlfriend, I suppose he didn't really love her."
Ahri and Helen weren't really good friends, due to a Penta that the fox stole from her once. That day, Helen completly lost it and jumped on Ahri, pulling her hair and trying to slam Pow Pow on her head. Well, you know how girls fight. It was a hard time for Thresh, Yasuo, and Master Yi to pull her away. Luckily, the scored Ace gave them enough space to deal with the two raging girls.
"WHAT?" shouted the girl Summoner, "Take that back! You have no right..."
"Naïve little thing. Your precious Dan is mine now, and you're not going to change that."
"Ahri, come on," said Helen.
"Oh, what are you going to do, Helen, seduce him out of my charm? Good luck with that. "
"If that's what it takes," Helen answered with complete trust, her arms crossed, leaning on one leg.
By this time Ahri could feel the general opinion rising against her, even on the Champion side of the room.
"Oh fine, here you have him."
She lifted the charm and the boy fell to the ground. The girl rushed over to him.
Ahri walked over to Helen. "Look here, Helen. I respect you as much as anyone else in the room."
"Well, it's not exactly showing."
"Hear me out. I respect you, but don't think you can teach me about love. You know what.. Come, I'll buy you a drink."
Helen's group excused her, so she may be able to settle things up with foxy. After sitting down at the bar, Ahri continued: "Tell you what, let's play a game."
"I have a feeling this won't lead to any good," Helen muttered.
"We both go and try seduce some guys named by the other."
"Yep, right hunch," she thought, before saying: "And if I say no?"
"Then the girl will be losing her boyfriend again," Ahri said as a pink glow appeared in her normally golden eyes, while sporting a mischievous smile.
"Very well. Who would you have me do in?"
Both girls suggested several Champions. Ahri got Yasuo, Garen, Talon and Nasus, while she messed up Helen's turn with people like Aatrox, Zac and Jax. By the time Ahri's last suggesting turn came, Helen had given up hope altogether.
"Ok, so who's it going to be now? Ziggs? Zed? Xer'Ath? Vel'Koz? Uhmmm...some alien I've never heard of before?"
"Don't worry, you'll be fine," Ahri said, with the smirk she wore so well, "it's going to be Urgot."
Helen half panicked when she heard that name from Ahri. "URGOT? That fucked up creep? With his body half stitched together and his six..." Helen halted her ranting there, almost retching at the thought of being anywhere within 10 yards of Urgot. "No. I refuse. Give me a goddamn human for a change. I've picked all the good guys for you and you just shove monsters down my throat."
Ahri felt a pang of guilt at that. "Ok, ok, calm down. I've been hard on you, true. I'll get you someone nice this time, ok?" Ahri looked around the tavern, finger on her chin in that cute way. "Uhmmm...oh, you'll love this one! Darius."
That only slightly stymied Helen's dread. "No. I mean, seriously?"
"Don't be picky now. He's one of the most handsome people in this place."
Helen wasn't so optimistic. "Yeah, you're right, but...I can't. I hold him in the highest of respect. I can't just barge in and invade his personal space. I spoke to him earlier, definitely not the easy picks I got you."
"I have no doubt that you could do it. You're a lovely girl, pretty and all. You're sexier than you realize, you know. Besides you know that what you just said is complete nonsense."
Jinx had overheard them throughout this time and chose that moment to enter the conversation. "She's got that right. I mean, I got Draven to go out with me at one point, so why not his brother?"
"You did? Why didn't you tell me? Still, you probably spent the whole night listening to how 'awesome' he is, didn't you?" Helen said, "Besides, they're completely different people. Darius isn't like Draven at all."
"Doesn't mean you couldn't try," Jinx countered.
"I thought you were on my side," replied Helen, a little embarassed.
"Look here, sweetheart," said Ahri, "I'm sure someone as sweet as you can seduce Darius, if it only took someone as ugly as Jinx to do in Draven."
"HEY!" shouted Jinx before being interrupted by a very smug voice, saying: "Did I hear someone say 'Draven'?"
With these lines, the most arrogant of the Champions started moving over. The (nonetheless quite handsome) Glorious Executioner, Draven.
"A beautiful word, wouldn't you agree, ladies? I know, I think so too. No wonder you're so urged to say it out loud."
"Draven, please, we have no time for you right now," said Ahri, only to be answered with coarse laughter.
"Everyone has time for some Draven, ladies. I do, anyway. Now, why don't you tell Draven what's the bother?"
And so Ahri, Helen and Jinx recalled the conversation they had earlier.
"Well, I agree," Draven said after some consideration, "Trust me, my brother's a typical tough skin, soft center. I can see you seducing him, and him falling for you. You've been in the League, for, what, two years now? I've seen you and you've grown into a beautiful woman for being only sixteen. Of course Darius is no match for his magnificent younger brother, if you get my meaning."
"I'm seventeen. And thank you, Draven, but I'm still not doing it," said Helen, crossing her arms and looking away.
"Your loss. Anyway, Draven has to take his leave now. I've got places to go and me to see." With that he left.
After a short pause, Ahri said: "That's how you got him to date you, right, Jinx?"
"Yeah, it is."
Ahri then turned to Helen and said: "So, I suppose I win then, Helen?"
"Yeah, you do.."
"Thank you. That was all I needed to know." She started towards the door, then turned, "By the way, the girl can keep her Dan. He's more trouble than he's worth." And on those words she left.
Helen turned to Jinx and mumbled: "That bitch."
Jinx returned the look and told her: "You have no idea."