While we're posting Youtube links...
Wouldn't recommend watching movie for the second one...it's just odd if you don't like the French...or Anime...or both combined.
Chapter 1 - “The Clash of the Cache” [Part 5]
With a pulse of light, both Shyvana and Jarvan found themselves back at base. What greeted them was nothing short of pure anarchy and chaos. Rubble from towers was strewn across the ground, and an army of minions was marching past a destroyed inhibitor and demolishing any defenses that rose to strike them down, both Nexus towers still standing, but taking a beating from the many blasts. However, the one thing they had been expecting was not there.
“My lord, The Exile is nowhere to be found.” Shyvana scanned the field, her eyes spying no trace of Riven. Jarvan scanned the area as well, seeing only blue minions coming over the hills and swarming the base.
“Indeed. If this is the case, it should be no issue to stop them from advancing any further.” Just then, however, an orange light pulsed around one of the minions in the middle of the ranks. Swirling energy surrounded it for a moment before a final pulse of brightness revealed a female figure, crouched near the minion as it went upon its merry, mindless, way. Both Demacians watched as amber eyes rose to meet them, shattered sword in hand. “Exile…”
“Stand aside, Shyvana, Lightsheld! I’ve only one mission to accomplish, and I will not let you stand in my way.” Riven stood as she spoke, clenching her shattered blade as she stared down both Demacian warriors.
“And if we refuse, Exile?” Jarvan gripped his lance and pointed it at Riven, Shyvana raising both of her gauntlets in front of her, ready to fight.
“Then, I’ll be forced to defeat you. I do not wish for more bloodshed, but if I must use violence to end violence, I shall…” Riven stood tall, sword in hand, legs apart, knees bent, ready for anything. Violence to end violence. It was the only way. Any more talking than she’d already used, and it was possible her Noxian comrades would learn of her cooperation with Garen, and she could not allow them to know, yet. At least not until all was said and done, in any case. This would be her truest test of strength and determination yet.
‘Summoner, tactical analysis of the Exile. What enchantments does she hold?’ Jarvan stared her down, speaking inwardly to his summoner. After a moment, his summoner, a woman, spoke.
“Her enchantments are as follows, my Lord: a Doran’s Shield, Boots of Lucidity, a Brutalizer, an Infinity Edge, and two Bloodthirster enchantments. Very little defense, but incredible attack strength. Be wary, Prince Lightshield. A single blow from her could be very dangerous.”
“Understood…” Jarvan turned to Shyvana to speak, however, as he did, a bright flash of light erupted onto the summoning platform to reveal Lux, gripping her side, the healing energies flowing around her immediately. “Luxanna?” Lux nodded and spoke quickly.
“My Prince, my brother is under heavy assault. He needs your assistance, now, or he will fall. He’s managed to strike down one of the enemy’s Nexus turrets, but he and Soraka cannot win alone. He needs your strength.” Jarvan did not hesitate. In an instant, his body pulsed with orange light as he turned to regard Shyvana and Lux.
“Very well. Shyvana, your duty is to the base, understood?” The Half-Dragon nodded, understanding her place as she turned back toward Riven. “Luxanna, assist Shyvana when your strength recovers. Do not let this base fall.” He vanished soon after, leaving both women alone to face down Riven. Shyvana growled, her red eyes glowing yellow with power as she started walking towards Riven, her scale armor clattering as she moved, marching ahead, unabated and undaunted. A stray strand of red hair was pushed from her face and she grinned, a chuckle emanating from her lips.
“Well then, Riven the Exile, it seems fate has brought us together once again. This time, you will not be so lucky as before.” Flames burst up around Shyvana as she launched a strike into the nearest minion, destroying it outright as she scorched her way toward her opponent, striking down minions along the way. “By the blood of my father, I will end you…”
Riven started to circle Shyvana, the heat from her flames nearly sweltering even at this distance. Her heart pounded, adrenaline shooting through her muscles. The rush shot from her shoulders down to her legs and back as she held her blade to her side, until, finally, with a roar, Shyvana charged forward with terrible speed, her right arm cocked back for a thunderous punch. Riven leapt back and away, the punch colliding with the ground and throwing chunks of rock into the air from the power behind it. The dust clouded Shyvana’s position momentarily before she came in for another blow, tearing through the cloud, flames surging from her. “You are not faster than me, Exile!”
Gauntlet and sword met in a terrible clash of electric orange sparks and a pulse of green energy as Riven met Shyvana’s gaze. She filled her lungs and roared out a battlecry that tore away the ground, stunning Shyvana for an instant as Riven spun out of the clash and aimed a strike for the dragon, green energy pouring from her blade. However, to her surprise, her summoner shouted into her mind. “Miss Riven! Mercury Treads! They resist stunning effects!” As Riven watched, Shyvana recovered and back flipped away, landing in a crouch, as flames burst from her open palm, slamming into Riven as she whimpered, the heat searing her skin. Riven stumbled as Shyvana launched herself towards her, the dragon’s gauntlets bursting into flame as she came down with two thunderous blows, the first striking Riven in the stomach, winding her and curling her forward, as the second came from above, catching Riven in the chest and sending her skidding backwards. Riven coughed and gritted her teeth. She was down, but not out.
She threw energy into her legs and rocketed forward, her resolve shielding her from the woman’s flames as she sent a powerful strike towards her midsection. Shyvana blocked, but to her surprise, the blow carried so much force that it threw her off balance. Riven’s amber eyes locked onto the opportunity, green energy pouring from her blade as she sent strike after strike into the dragon, each more powerful than the one before it, until, finally, she threw herself into a leaping overhead slash, Shyvana pulling herself into a blocking position.
Armored boots dug into the ground, the cobblestone floor of the base cracking and giving way from the power unleashed as Shyvana held fast against Riven’s final strike. Crackling strands of black and green power arced away from the collision point, even as the dragon was damaged through her brace. The two women seemed frozen in time for a moment as they made eye contact, fierce red eyes burning yellow and a determined amber glare meeting them. Neither was going to back down, Riven’s strike still airborne, Shyvana resisting, until a roar came from the woman, and a thunderous burst of flames erupted from her, casting Riven away as Shyvana renewed her searing aura, Riven landing in a defensive crouch as Shyvana shot forward to meet her.
Blow after blow rained down, each faster and more furious than the last. Flames charred and baked the exposed stone, cracks were torn from each missed sword strike, and sparks flew from clash after clash. It was truly a war between two incredibly powerful champions of both their factions. Riven’s slower but more powerful strikes regained her strength with each blow, as Shyvana’s less powerful but more numerous strikes sapped strength as well. They were evenly matched, but something had to give, and ultimately, something did. As Shyvana struck home two powerful strikes, Riven cried out, the stunning force of her voice causing Shyvana to waver for but an instant. Riven took the opening, strike after strike raining down upon her until Riven dropped in once again, throwing everything she had into the strike, and sending the half-dragon through the air. With a cracking crunch, Shyvana slammed into one of the two base turrets, the structure tumbling down on top of her.
Riven panted, clearly drained from the exchange as she watched the rubble cover her opponent. However, it was not to be. The rubble shuddered and the ground quaked, a thunderous roar echoing from below the rocky debris as a massive burst of flames sent every manner of chunk through the air as Shyvana transformed into her true form, flames burning the minions around her to ashes, and stopping their advance. Riven had no army to push the assault… Then, as Riven watched in horror, another voice echoed from the summoning platform.
“Demacia!!” Too late, Riven noticed the small red dot on her chest. A blinding light flashed into existence from the summoning platform as Riven called out with all her might, a massive pulse of green energy surging from her to surround her blade as a furious beam of white light rocketed toward her. The ground below the beam was not simply scorched, it was torn away, the sheer might of Lux’s ultimate attack tearing a furrow into the ground, easily several magnitudes more powerful than the first strike that had missed Riven before. As Lux and Shyvana watched, the beam struck Riven’s position, but as it did, the unexpected happened.
A physical barrier of green energy surged in front of Riven’s body, huge streamers of white energy spraying off like a spray of water striking pavement. The streamers tore into the ground of Demacia’s base, eradicating a large chunk of the outer wall. Under the beam, Riven stood, a battle cry thundering from her lungs, her fully formed sword outstretched into the heart of the blast, its green runes burning like an emerald inferno. Energy surged along the blackstone rune sword as Riven moved it off to her right side. With that single motion, the barrier dropped, and Riven’s body felt the full force of the young Demacian’s power. This was it, she’d come too far for it to simply end like this. With every ounce of her strength, she gathered her energy and swung, a thunderous torrent of green surging down the length of the beam, bisecting it, and tearing the ground below to shreds. It was the single most powerful Wind Slash Riven had ever released.
The blades of energy tore through Finales Funkeln and hurtled towards the final Nexus turret. Shyvana roared and launched herself toward the blades, trying desperately to halt their advance, but they struck her massive body, throwing it back with such utter force that the tower behind her crumbled regardless, even as the blades carved a massive scar into the Nexus itself before they finally dissipated into nothingness. Shyvana’s massive form dropped to the ground, pulsing with blue energy as she was defeated. But as Riven watched the final tower fall, her vision blurred and she dropped to the ground, her blade vanishing to its broken state as she, too, was felled.
On a semi-related note, I wanted to share this all with you. So stunned was I by the mental image of Riven letting her hair down and staring at her reflection, for a moment of reflection, that I was compelled to sketch her at that exact moment.
It isn't bad taste to post fan-art of your own fan-fiction, is it? Well, no matter. I was drawn to Riven at that moment for a number of reasons, and so, I hope you will all enjoy this image I drew for all of you, and myself.
EDIT: And here's a link to the full-size image.
I don't draw much of anything these days, really. However, I taught myself to draw like that in High School and just kept at it over the years. I'm no amazing artist, but it's good enough for my needs.
Thank you for the compliment, though.
If you like, here's a link to my Deviantart.
Turns out Riot is looking for what they call a "Creative Designer" which states quite openly that it is a "Creative Writing Position" and NOT a traditional art/design/animation position. The summary of the position states...
"As our new Creative Designer, you are an experienced online gamer who has a broad knowledge of intellectual properties. You are a skilled creative writer with a passion for lore, and all things League of Legends, and you work effectively in a team-oriented environment. Among your many other outstanding qualities, your positive attitude and infectious personality inspire your peers to work towards greatness, especially under pressure. YOU are exactly what we’re looking for!"
So, I wrote up a Cover Letter, and sent them my resume. This sounds EXACTLY like the position that would write new lore sections, the Journal of Justice shorts, and the League Judgement for all new champions. If so...I really, really hope they at the very least look my way. I would love to create and work within the lore for a living.
Great! You're gonna get a job!
Yep. Went to your Deviantart, and you mentioned in your bio that you're jobless. Pity you...I don't need a job.
Also, excellent job on that Riven art! I get you like to draw nicer things...but this image I've had in my head for a while of Riven punching my lights out...heh...I'd like to make it my screensaver.
Well, there's no guarantee I'll get the job, since I don't quite meet some of the requirements... That was just a copy/paste from their site.
But it would be awesome to work in an environment where I can help create a dynamic world, and get paid for it.
Also, I think you're lucky because you have a job. XD
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