Curiousman123
I was saying four if it was more than the one region. If it was just Arcane, it would have been two at most or just a single pairing. But since we becoming mister worldwide we gotta have one per major region (which is actually seven if we only count Freljord, Noxus, Demacia, Ionia, Piltover, Zaun, and Shurima). So let's keep it four lol

Tyrese
Wouldn't call it peak but thank you 3 lol

So. Yeah I lied about not doing this. Oh well (IT'S NOT EVEN A FULL DAY LATER)

First episode in and yeah I'm gonna go beyond Arcane season 2. There's talk of future shows like Arcane that will explore other regions so yeah I can already see the hype coming in a few years. Also watching Necrit's Hidden Details as I go just to see if there's any references I missed from splash arts or small stories published by Riot.

So the poll is up, make sure you vote. I expanded the list so yeah. Don't expect this story again for a while until I have watched all of season 2 and decided what would be good to move on from there. Feel free to read my other stories I'm not a bad writer I swear I just get distracted like "Ooh, a new shiny plot"

FYI, just because I don't want to we will only be doing Vi or Jinx. Not both together with Naruto. So whichever one is higher voted will be the one to be with Naruto. Keep that in mind when voting.

(I added the yordles and Lamb (Kindred) but not Lillia... for reasons. I don't know how many of you are weird (like me) so I'm waiting to be surprised with how many of the nonhuman humanoid females are going to be picked.)

III

"Jayce's trial is today," Caitlyn told her mum as she swung her legs on the chair.

She was sitting in the main entrance of their home with her parents as they finished getting ready for the day. Her father is already dressed in a suit, complete with suspenders, and he sat across from Caitlyn in his own chair. He watched his wife try on the different pairs of earrings that he has bought her over the years with a smile on his face.

"I can't believe we allowed our daughter near that boy," Tobias harrumphed with a shake of his head.

"We have allowed his friendship with Caitlyn for his ambition, tenacity; traits of a dedicated man." Cassandra told her husband without looking back at him, simply putting a pair of earrings back in their box since they didn't match her dress. "It's also why we supported him and his inventions, hun."

"He nearly blew up our daughter!" Tobias held up his hand at his beautiful little girl, who sat with her mother's hat in her lap.

"That's not his fault!" Caitlyn defended her friend. "He was being robbed! And one of the experiments blew up! We should help him."

That was the official story, at least, as Jayce had begged for Caitlyn to not tell them about his benefactor that she saw. The man who… healed back such grievous wounds. Who she saw naked!

She gripped the hat a little too tightly at that thought.

"Caitlyn's right," Cassandra hooked on a pair of jewel studded silver earrings that hung from a small hook into her ear. "We are his patrons and we have known him and his family for years. If anyone is to speak up for him it's us."

Cassandra looked at herself as she admired the way the earrings complimented her skin tone and eyes while not clashing with her outfit. Yes, these'll do.

She hummed softly as she closed her jewelry box but the moment she did she was stopped by what appeared on top. Taped to the top of the small wooden box that was not there previously, she found a piece of folded parchment with her name on it. For some reason, she felt her chest grow tight at the sight of it before she grabbed it and discreetly opened it.

Her daughter and husband are chatting with each other so they didn't notice the tensing of her shoulders or her reading a paper.

And after reading the first line she is glad that they didn't.

"My dearest Cassandra,

How is my favorite councilwoman doing? I hope you have been keeping to your lofty ideals of justice and truth. We both know how flexible you can be with that.

I have one order for you. Support Jayce at the trial no matter what. You know what happens if you don't.

Signed,
Your dearest fox"

Cassandra grit her teeth and calmly closed the paper and slid it into her bosom, making sure it could not be seen poking through her blouse under her dress. She can't have her husband or colleagues find out about the boy or the letter.

Redoing the buttons and making sure nothing was out of place, she straightened her shoulders and turned around to look at her family. The family she built with her two hands. A family he would destroy if he felt they would get in the way of her duties.

No, she told herself as she allowed herself to bask in the familial warmth. I will not allow that.

"Come on, Vander!"

The bartender looked up when he heard someone shout from the back.

"Let's fight back! Let's show them not to mess with us!"

Vander sighed to himself when he heard that. It's the same every time something happens with the Enforcers, time and again. They all get heated and call for them to fight back, as if they forgot the last time they did that.

As if the massacre on that bridge never happened.

But he couldn't blame them, or get upset at them, as he knew he was just like them once upon a time. He wanted to spill Enforcer blood too. He wanted to fight to be free from their oppressive hand.

Then he found his girls. He realized just how destructive his old way had been. He wanted to protect, not to destroy. He wanted to stop the brutality, not feed into it.

He grabbed a match and struck it against his wood bar table, bringing it to his pipe and smoked the tobacco. He took a deep breath before exhaling.

"Is that really what you want?" He looked up after asking his question. "Do you forget the last time we did that?"

That one little reminder made those old enough to have been there quiet down. But some of them didn't, they stood their ground, and they were backed by those too young to have seen or participated in the revolution.

"You're just protecting your kids," one of the men indicated to the four teens standing at the door to the basement. "They're old enough to make their own decisions. Half of us were their age when we went on that bridge."

"And the half of you here is only a fraction of all who stepped onto that bridge," Vander's words are cold, brutal against them. "Those of you still here are because you retreated the same as me."

"Such a rousing statement, but one made out of fear all the same.

The sound stopped and everyone turned to see who spoke up. Most were confused by the sight of the blonde boy with a cocky grin on his lips. The rest, the few that knew of the whisker marks, were surprised to see him there in the flesh.

For the kids, they recognized him as the man from the penthouse and from outside the arcade. They never told Vander about their second sighting, how he punched an Enforcer's arm off. They were too scared to.

Naruto looked around the room with a small grin on his lips. "So, this is where everyone has their little association meetings. Huddled like scared children running to their mother at the first sign of trouble, eh?"

Naruto taunted the grown men and women of Zaun, hitting their pride with each word spoken. "What's wrong? Vander teach all of y'all that you can't fight for yourselves?"

"How the fuck are you still alive!" A man against the left wall shouted finally. "You died on that bridge!"

"My death was exaggerated," Naruto chuckled while waving his hand. "The problem with Enforcers, and with Vander, is that they never wait to see a body before saying someone's dead."

Naruto glanced to the side to see the kids he met at Jayce's dorm looking at him with wide eyes and open mouths. He smirked at them and gave a small wave as he walked further into the bar. Powder hid behind her sister who stood over her protectively.

"What are you doing here, Naruto?"

Naruto looked at Vander with a tilted head, his blue eyes looking into the man's dark brown. "I'm a Zaunite, the same as all of you. However," he stressed that word with a playful smile on his lips as he looked to the side to look at the kids, "unlike you guys, I fight back for my freedoms. I mean, come on, look at all of you!"

He looked around at the men and women that have found themselves under Vander's roof, hoping he will become the man he used to be. Sevika, at least, looked ready to go out and fight. She may be the most useful of the people here.

"You're cowering to Vander begging for permission to stand up for yourselves! That's a sorry life I won't live," he insulted everyone with the same grin. "I've already given the Enforcers a taste of what it is like to feel unsafe in their own homes. Their headquarters is now being sifted through thanks to the special fireworks I've sent them."

Everyone began muttering to themselves immediately after his words.

"Thanks to a mad bomber, I had ordered for a parcel that will give the Pilties a shock in a place they thought safe and untouchable," his words only made a few of the Zaunites impressed.

Among them was Sevika, who was looking at this kid like he was the greatest thing she has ever seen.

"Do you know what you've done?" Vander asked with a rough voice that spoke of how disappointed and angry he was. "Do you realize the work it takes, the deals struck, to keep the Lanes off the Enforcers' radar? So much work I've done to keep them out of here- ruined, because of a child still living in the past."

"Deals struck," Naruto repeated with a humorous smirk on his lips. "That's a funny way to say you are taking orders from the enforcers."

That claim. That's the statement that broke the scale. Deals with enforcers, no matter the reasons, was the surest way to turn the people of Zaun against you. It was the dirtiest, most traitorous thing anyone could do.

That's the reason Vander had kept it between himself and Benzo. Naruto knew this, knew that it was the one fact that could turn everyone against the man. Not on his side, mind you, but that did not matter to his plans. No, he just needed the people here that still looked up to the Hound to be disenriched by his words.

To realize that Vander, the face of Zaunite strength, was nothing more than a traitor and a coward.

Either way, Naruto did not dwell on it for long. He didn't want the people to have too much time to think about it, only stir in their shock and betrayal. They were easily controlled in that way.

"No matter," Naruto sighed wistfully, as if a problem was simply a nuisance in his eyes. "While you go about selling out your fellow neighbors, I will fight to make sure they don't get to do what they want. I will make sure that every invasion, every act of oppression, is met with an act of defiance and violence."

His blue eyes turned to look at the kids, pleased to see even them being swayed by his words, before turning to the men and women of his home. They all look torn or completely swayed by his words. Sevika, herself and her crew, stood behind him. They looked ready to march to the gates of apocalypse.

He grinned before making his way out of the bar, passing by Sevika's crew without a word.

Now that the flames have been stoked and prevented from dying out, it is time to check on a few acquaintances.

"Hello, my dear Cassandra."

The woman's back straightened when she heard his voice behind her. She sighed and closed her eyes as she shivered under the feeling of his intense gaze.

"I see you followed my orders. I appreciate it," Naruto grinned as he approached to look at one of the many familial portraits that occupy Cassandra's study's walls. "A reward should arrive to you in a week's time. Your husband will appreciate it."

"Thank you," Cassandra turned and bowed her head to the boy. "May I ask why you are here?"

"Just visiting, making sure you're still one of my foxes," Naruto glanced at her with a playful tilt of his head. "You are one of my foxes, correct?"

Cassandra swallowed thickly at his words. Yes. She served the boy as one of his infamous foxes, albeit not as an active soldier people usually see haunting the streets. Instead, she kept him up to date on laws and possible people that can help with his affliction.

She was, after all, the one who led Naruto to Jayce.

"I endeavour to serve the cause," she bowed her head once more even as a sickly feeling grew in her stomach.

She had always felt like her being this boy's fox was akin to her betraying her family. Her husband is such a staunch Piltovan that he would not have even looked at her the same should he learn she worked for a Zaunite. To then hear that she was working for one and not a full partner?

That was divorce and separation. She would be removed from the council. She would be estranged from her own daughter. Everything she had built for herself would crumble.

But deep down she knew this boy could bring change to Piltover and Zaun. He can mend the rift of the two cities and remove the classist system that plague her nation. That's the reason she follows him. That's the reason she carries out her tasks even when it feels like she is betraying her husband and daughter.

"I sure was surprised to learn that it was your daughter who saw me at Jayce's penthouse," Naruto told her while rifling through her bookshelf idly. "The explosion was an accident and I had to contain it but at the cost of having to regenerate some muscle and flesh. Your daughter saw me naked, sure got her flustered. You think she's into girls only?"

The question was directed at her and while she was too stunned to answer, the boy didn't dwell on it for more than a few seconds.

"Doesn't matter, she's too young even if she's only three years my younger."

Cassandra swallowed as she realized that Naruto had done some research on her daughter. That meant he knew most of her habits, down to the time she takes her lunch at the academy. It silently made her dread what he would do should Caitlyn have gained his attention.

"Afraid your daughter will replace you, Cass?" Naruto asked as his gaze caught hers.

She shook her head. "No. Just worried you'll break her heart with your love games."

Naruto's tulips twisted into an amused grin before shaking his head. "No worries, my dear. I shall give her time to be older and more mature before deciding if she could be a boon to the cause. If she's anything like her mother, she will be very resistant to any of my so-called love games."