High Summoner Reginald Ashram paused for a moment, he glanced towards the deserted hallway and then focused his gaze on the shaken figure quivering at his doorstep. He motioned for the Summoner to follow him and the man complied without a word of protest when Ashram led him inside his study. Samuel collapsed into a chair the moment his superior offered him a seat.

"Samuel, my old friend would you mind repeating that sentence? My hearing is not what it used to be."

The man sighed and took a few deep breaths before answering in a panicked whisper.

"One of the imprisoned champions has escaped."

Reginald scowled, he winced and closed his eyes as if he was physically struck.

"Which one? It can't possibly be Brand or Cho'Gath, the Institute would be in ruins by now."

Samuel took a deep breath and cleared his throat, his mouth felt completely dry.

"Nocturne."

Reginald sighed, he opened his eyes fixing his gaze on the wizened old Summoner.

"I see, were there any casualties?"

"Two guards, it looked like they were torn from the inside out."

Reginald just shook his head, he has been reminded of the gruesome sights he had witness when he had first encountered the specter.

"Yes, Nocturne always liked to toy with his victims like that, he would invade his prey's mind and feast on the negative energies generated by their deepest nightmares only to burst out of their bodies like a deadly blossom the moment their will to live was extinguished."

Samuel nodded dully, his face pale like a ghost's, he had heard the stories about the Eternal Nightmare's previous victims and there were no survivors as far as he knew. All of the specter's victims had suffered a horrible death, one way or another.

"Samuel?"

Reginald's determined voice brought the Summoner back to reality and the old man raised his eyes in order to meet the High Summoner's gaze.

"Bring the news to champions, no one is allowed to sleep until the specter is captured, doing so will just aid Nocturne in invading the sanctuary of their minds. I will inform the Council about the situation."

xxxxxx

Vayne realized that something was very wrong the moment she opened her eyes. Firstly her life was in danger, because one of her hands had slipped under Quinn's undergarments and was currently capping one of the scout's breasts, grasping it tightly. Secondly her body was practically glued to the younger woman's back and her other arm was wrapped around the scout's waist, more importantly she was panting loudly on the ranger's ear. And last but not least, it was late afternoon and even with all this unintentional harassment Quinn was still sound asleep like a baby.

Vayne took a deep breath, slowly retracting her limb from the scout's soft clutches, her cheeks were burning from embarrassment and she didn't need a mirror to know that her face was currently matching the color of her eyes. She released a small sigh of relief when her hand was finally free from the scout's tanned flesh, or was it the other way around? She was still panting and her fangs were just about to reach her chin at that point.

Vayne tried to force her canines back in her mouth, but Quinn's close proximity and the scout's pleasant scent permeating her body didn't really help her in the least bit with her little fang-boner. Shauna sighed and made a beeline for the shower, she sparred the ranger a last glance practically brimming with lust and longing before walking inside the bathroom and locking the door behind her.

xxxxxxx

"You don't look so good. Have you been getting enough sleep lately?"

The nine tailed fox inquired and Vayne let out a sigh, her gaze wandered across the mess hall observing her fellow champions absentmindedly.

"Gee, thanks Ahri."

The Ionia seductress smiled pleasantly, either not noticing or outright ignoring the sarcasm practically dripping from the vampire's words. Ahri then proceeded to throw another piece of food inside her open mouth.

"No problem. Now why is it that you smell like the Demacian ranger, I wonder?"

Shauna almost facepalmed, so that's why Warwick was giving her those smug grins, now she felt like an utter fool.

"I.. I might have used her body wash."

Ahri smiled lecherously, her snow-white tails started swaying wildly behind her.

"Oh, ho ho, so that's why you didn't seek me out during the full moon, you found a new fuck buddy!"

Vayne gritted her teeth, she slammed her hand against the oaken table making the wood splinter under her immense strength, the few champions that were present stopped eating and shot her a curious glance only to frantically turn back to their plates the moment they met the huntress' gaze.

"Don't you ever call her that again in my presence!"

Ahri nodded quickly, the smile instantly fleeing her face, her ears flattened against her head and her tails froze abruptly. She had only seen Vayne angry once, but she could still remember the calm madness swirling inside those beautiful crimson orbs and the murderous efficiency the vampire had displayed. The sight of Shauna's hollow expression as she tore vampire after vampire while only using her bare arms had set all sort of alarms off in the lupine's head. A horny moon-frenzied Shauna she could handle, a calculating, psychotic one? Not so much, unfortunately.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean to insult her."

Shauna didn't have many friends and one could argue that she had no friends, but they would be wrong. They were of course some special individuals, a band of misfits and tortured souls that had somehow managed to befriend the distant huntress even if their interactions were kept to a minimal due to their own distrustful nature. Ahri for example was one of Vayne's most trusted friends and played a really important role during the nights of the full moon, when Shauna lost herself to the beast within her and roamed the Institute searching for blood.

When all hope was lost and Shauna was about to tear some poor soul apart and feast on their precious lifeblood that's where the Ionian fox intervened, flinging charm after charm after charm at the mindless beast wearing her friend's skin until Vayne decided that ravaging the new assailant until she passed out was far more important than sinking her fangs into some poor sod's heart. The next day a scarred, exhausted vampire would wake up next to a sore but energetic fox lady and a levitating azure orb brimming with essence…

This unofficial arrangement benefited both of them even if Shauna wasn't too fond of the fox woman at first since Ahri was a lifesucking seductress and Vayne was the bane of every supernatural creature and spellcaster. But the huntress had soon warmed up to the mischievous fox lady upon realizing how much they were alike. Ahri was a beast that wanted to become a human and Vayne was an undead monstrosity trying to cling to the fragments of humanity she still possessed. Both of them strived for the same goal basically, to be normal, to be accepted and to be loved genuinely.

Vayne sighed

"It's ok, I apologize for raising my voice. It's just that I… I want her to be my mate."

The vampire lowered her eyes trying to hide her blushing face from her flirty friend. Shauna expected that the seductress would laugh at her or make another crude comment at her expense, so she was mildly surprised when the Ionia woman practically jumped over the table to hug her. Vayne blinked a few times and stayed still until Ahri finally released her, she then glanced towards her friend only to be greeted by the seductress' kind smile. Ahri wasn't just smirking at her or flashing her teeth like usual, no, the soft expression gracing the Ionian's face could rival the innocence of a young child. That was… unexpected to say the least.

"I am happy you finally found someone special, I was really starting to worry about you, you know?"

Vayne found joy in Ahri's words and tried to show her gratitude by sending the fox one of her own awkward smiles, Ahri's smile widened and suddenly Shauna remembered why she had come to the mess hall in the first place.

"Oh by the way, I intentionally came here to get something for Quinn since she missed lunch, but I can't really taste human food so.. Would you mind helping me chose the tastiest treats for the sleepyhead?"

"Of course not, dear. Come one, let's give the scout a meal she would remember forever."

The two of them were about to move to the buffet placed in the center of the room when the old Summoner's magically enchanted voice drew their attention.

"i would like to have your attention please, I have to make an announcement of outmost importance."

Yes, inventing new words is a thing for me and I also like the word misfits, I even liked the tv series.