Chapter 7 is up! Longest yet and has the most action yet! The feels are getting too stronk .
So I knew this was going to happen -_-.
One day you go on to the fanfic forum out of curiosity. Then you start reading some awesome fanmade stories about your favorite game. From these you become inspired to write your own fanfic...
But seriously guys, this is my first fanfic that I have written, so any constructive criticism or feedback that you guys have would be great .
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Prologue: A New Day (734 Words)
Chapter 1: Dark Light(2317 Words)
Chapter 2: Potential (3084 Words)
Chapter 3: Welcome to Bandle City! (2403 Words)
Chapter 4: Eternal Bonds(7065 Words)
Chapter 5: Tears of the Tempest (6518 Words)
Chapter 6: Together... (6969 Words... No joke)
Chapter 7: Savior (7776 Words)
10 years ago
What seemed to be only a mere rainy night in the land of Demacia was not as it was heard of. The sound of the rain hitting ground and the sound of rain hitting trees. The sound of wind tearing trees and wind gusting. The sound of wind and rain both hitting flesh. Flesh that did not only show itself but did shed blood. On this rainy night there was a fight between two very formidable foes. Rivals, they were. Rivals of two opposing city countries, Demacia and Noxus, whom who they’ve been at war with each other for quite some time. Within mist there they were, fighting amongst themselves. One wielded a large sword, the other holstered a wide assortment of knives and daggers. They both battled for their country. They both battled for honor. Fresh blood drew in the air as they battled each other, while in the end only one could survive this epic duel. The battle seemed to be never ending, each of them fatigued in the heart of the cold air. However the battle was drawing to a close. With scars reigning across her face and dagger countless scratches in his armor, the burly warrior seemed to be breaking down. He could not handle anymore of this battle. Wounded now the girl had found an opportunity to strike. With one quick slash she found now blood of the other mans face lying upon her face. Her foe was on the ground, kneeling in a defeated state. The girl stood above him, waiting to see if the warrior was going to move anymore, but he didn’t. As she soon realized this she moved to make a final strike.
“Brother!” a voice called out from the trees that surrounded them.
“Sister!” the burly warrior on the ground called out.
Suddenly emerging from the trees was a young girl. She seemed to be only in her teenage years, wearing a beautiful white dress that was getting seemingly torn in the heavy winds. Her blonde hair waving in the winds, and her slim figure made her stand out from anyone else. As soon as she emerged she noticed the burly warrior on the ground kneeling before the woman who was holding a dagger only inches away from his face.
“Brother!” This time she was screaming in agony. “Fight back, fight back!”
“I cannot do such a thing, I…” he hesitated. “I have met my match”.
He now turned back to the women that would soon kill him.
“Finish me.” he said.
“NO! Stand up and fight!” The sister ran towards him, crying for dear life, streams of tears flowing down her cheeks. She tried to help the brother back up, this time literally dragging him upwards, but the brother would not comply with her actions. This time the sister faced the women that was about to kill him.
“Please, I…I beg of you” she pleaded.
Something about this shot the women in the heart. For a Noxan, this type of emotion does not happen often, and Noxan assassins are trained not to feel emotion. This however took the assassin by surprise. She did not expect a sister to come out and plead for her brothers life. She has never been caught in this type of situation, nor did she expect this situation to come through fighting her rival.
She dropped her dagger.
“No, do it! if I am to die I want it to be an honorable death! Even if it means falling to the hands of you” said the warrior.
“I don’t know what I see anymore warrior” replied the women “The only thing that I do see is people who care for you.” she said looking over towards the sister. “I am only sparing your life just this once… next time however, you better not screw up.”
She began to walk away. Once she was far enough away, she kneeled to the ground.
“Until we meet again, Garen” and with that she disappeared in a small cloud of smoke.
The field was met with silence. The rain began to stop and the clouds began to disperse giving way to sunlight. The winds began to slowly calm down, and animals and birds came out of their hiding places to enjoy the newly exposed sunlight.
Garen broke the silence “Until we meet again… Katarina.”
And with that he woke up.
He woke. Not only did he just realize that he was dreaming but he remembered that he was dreaming about his past. That is something that Garen did not feel comfortable with, especially dreaming about the aspects of that night.
"Why?" He thought to himself for a while. "Why did she let me live that night?"
Though he did not come to a conclusion for these questions, he knew that he was certainly glad that he was still living.
Garen, the Might of Demacia, as people on the streets may call him. Although he knew that he was respected amongst almost everyone in Demacia he does not consider himself the true strength of Demacia. He knew that the true strength of Demacia was its people, and the people is what give him his strength and will to continue forward. This is the reason why Garen didn't ponder his questions any longer than he did.
He raised himself off of his bed and looked around his room. Garen's room is very simple, it had all of the necessary equipment along with his personal items. These included his signature armor and sword that he wears to the Field of Justice anytime a summoner chooses to summon him in aid for a battle. While wise it was for him to wear this armor every time he went out, he decides to wear normal civilian clothes for the road, and equip his armor once he was at the kings palace. Once Garen entered the streets of Demacia, he was greeted with a roar of hellos from the citizens that passed. Garen always responded to them, whether it be him saying hello back or giving them just a friendly smile. The streets of Demacia are full of various wonders, whether it be House Vayne or Sona's Palace of Music. All of which are very popular attractions amongst Demacians. However most of Garen's time is spent as a soldier in the Demacian military.
The Demacian military is easily one of the strongest military branches in all of Valoran. The other strongest however happened to be their rival country, Noxus, who use much more brutal tactics of dispatching their foes than other countries do. Demacia has a more civilized approach on ruling over a city. Even still, Demacia is the most successful city state in all of Valoran; they have relationships with almost every city in Valoran: Piltover, Bandle City, you name it.
Garen slowly walked over to the training ground that his unit practiced on. Garen is the leader of the mighty Dauntless Vanguards, one of the most prestigious units in the Demacian military. They never faltered, they never gave up, they would never run from a fight nor would they surrender, and with this perseverance gave them their title. On the training grounds he found his men in their normal routine. Garen's men were always training, day in day out.
"9, 10, 11, 12… Good. Everyones here." Garen said as he counted his men.
"13… wait, 13?" Garen had spotted someone else on the training grounds that is not in his squad, but he had only known her too well.
"Lux, what are you doing here?" Garen yelled out.
Lux turned around in surprise, as she didn't notice Garen walk in. Lux is Garen's sister, and she is the only thing in the world Garen cares more about then Demacia. She wore a beautiful white dress that one could not miss, however sometimes it seemed that she can hide in plain sight when the lights are off, even with her shining dress. Lux always carried around her signature white baton that made people recognize her as symbolic to Demacia. Not only this though, she has been using it much more for dance lately. Garen always liked watching her sister dance. She has always said that she wanted to dance since she was a little girl. Since then Garen has watched her grow over the years to be a bigger and better dancer.
"Oh hi Big Bro" Lux said walking up to him. "Are these your men? I never knew that you came here to train."
"Yes, we have been training here for a while actually…" Garen said with a slight pause at the end. Did she know that these are the training grounds?
"Oh, well I didn't know that. I was talking to my dance teacher and she said if I needed to practice I could come here."
Odd, Garen thought. Didn't the dance teacher know that this is restricted military grounds. My men would've stopped her from entering if they didn't know that Lux was my sister.
"You've been practicing dance a lot more lately, is there some sort of special occasion that is coming up? Garen asked.
"Well there might." Lux looked away, slightly blushing.
Garen noticed this. "Oh, I see. So…" he hesitated "...whos the special one?"
Lux turned around this time not with a blush but with an annoyed look and a hand that promptly smacked Garen's face.
"I didn't mean it like THAT!" she yelled out. Some of Garen's men were looking over and laughing at him.
"Alright, alright, I'm sorry. I only say these things for your protection you know?"
"Fine, fine, I'm sorry for hitting you." she apologized, still having an annoyed look on her face.
The two sat there for a while in a slight silence, observing Garen's men during their fifth hour of training.
"So do you want to know why I've been training a lot lately?" she asked.
Lux leaned over towards Garen, about to whisper in his ear. "I'm dancing for one of Jarvan's parties."
These words shocked Garen. Garen knew Jarvan very well, almost like brothers. Him and Jarvan had been on many missions together before Jarvan was crowned as the prince of Demacia. After that Jarvan had spent much of his time in meetings and debates about politics and the betterment of Demacia. Jarvan was definitely worthy of his title.
Garen stared at Lux for a moment, mainly out of shock. Soon he cracked a smile.
"Lux" he said "I'm proud of you. You do know it is a huge honor to even attend one of Jarvan's parties, let alone dance at it."
"Aww." she began to blush. "I'm not that good am I?"
"Of course you are, I think you are." Garen hugged her sister, blushing even harder. They sat there in silence for a while, continueing to watch the men training.
"Well, you probably get it from me." Garen said quietly with a smirk.
A voice from the entrance of the training grounds called. To their surprise it was Jarvan.
"Jarvan!" Garen called. "What are you doing here?"
Just then 2 of Jarvan's guards came over and took position behind him. Jarvan beckoned for Garen to come closer. Garen had a slightly frightened look on his face, as well as Lux. Although he did not hesitate to step forward.
Once Garen was within talking distance, Jarvan walked up and whispered in his ear.
"Come with me, I need to speak to you in private. This is very important."
And with that Jarvan turned and quickly started walking. The guards made sure that no one could approach them as they walked through the streets of Demacia. Now Garen was wondering what this was all about. Jarvan had never done this before, securely escort him to a new area. Surely he knew that he could take care of himself. "This must be very important if he is using such effort to bring me there quickly." Garen thought to himself. Garen glanced over at Jarvan while they were walking. "Firm" he thought. "Serious, Strict…. Scared". All of these Garen noted in Jarvan's expression. "What could he be scared about? A possible Noxian invasion?" he thought. Jarvan led him and the guards to a narrow alleyway located in between two apartment complexes. Once they were at the end of the alleyway, Jarvan turned around and peered over the guards shoulders, checking if anyone was following. There weren't. Jarvan slowly slid his hand against the wall. As slowly as he did, he pulled a secret brick lever that was attached to the apartment complex. There was a large *clunk* sound, and the ground beneath them shifted, revealing a small crease in the ground. Jarvan moved over towards the crack and kicked it once. The ground beneath collapsed, revealing a small ladder. Jarvan turned back, signaling to his guards not to come, while him and Garen made their way down the ladder. At the bottom, it seemed that they were standing in an abandoned sewer system. One way had light emitting around the corner.
"What is this all about?" asked Garen finally.
"You will see my friend" was Jarvan's only reply.
They made their way down the sewer, heading towards the direction with light. Once at the end revealed a door. Jarvan stood in front of the door for a second hesitating before he opened the door and walked inside.
The door opened and inside shown a light that lit up the entire sewer system. The only thing within the room however were bookcases covering every wall from top to bottom. "Where is the light coming from?" wondered Garen. Just as Garen thought that Jarvan moved over to one of the bookcases and pulled a book out and laid it on a small table next to him. He looked back seeing a small lever. Jarvan pulled it.
The wooden floor opened up in the middle of the room causing Garen to stumble back a bit. Through use of mechanics, a small podium raised up from the ground. On it was an object unidentifiable by Garen but to Jarvan meant something important.
Jarvan broke the silence. "We take extreme precautions that this item doesn't fall into the wrong hands."
"What is it?" asked Garen, staring at the object.
"You don't know what this is?" Jarvan said in slight shock. "It is only the most dangerous item that holds the power to destroy all of Valoran if it fell into the creators hands again."
Garen looked at Jarvan with still a confused look on his face. Jarvan chuckled at this.
"I haven't taught you anything have I?" Jarvan asked.
"What does that mean?"
Jarvan walked over to the table that he had set a book on before. He picked it up and tossed it over at Garen. Garen looked down at the book. The image on the cover has the same item as what is on the podium. Garen read the title out loud.
"The Hex Core" Garen said slowly.
"Mhm" replied Jarvan.
Garen set the book aside.
"Now considering you know me I take it you know I'm not going to read that entire thing. So tell me, what is the Hex Core?"
Jarvan stared at him for a second before replying.
"Like I said it is only the most dangerous item in Valoran if it gets in to the wrong hands. But let me tell you the history of it."
He paused before continuing.
"The Hex Core has been around long before any of us were. My father was probably only a little boy when this thing was created. The 'Machine Herald' created this. Have you heard of him before?"
"Only in stories before." Garen has heard of the Machine Herald before, although does not know much about him.
"His real name is Viktor. He was once a very smart man, a master of techmaturgy. He wanted to use his science to make a change in Valoran. Instead his dreams never bestowed upon other people. Viktor concealed himself away from human society and concocted a plan where he melded his own body into machines that he has created. When he awoke he was not himself anymore. He wanted to create a revolution where he turned all of Valoran in to techmaturgical machines and hextech augmentations."
Garen now hearing the story of Viktor could only imagine what he's like.
"And that is when my Demacia became involved. Luckily for us we heard of Viktor before anybody else knew. Not even Noxus knows about the Hex Core. That's why I said before, we take our precautions."
"So" Garen said. "Where is Viktor now?"
"He was dead…" he trailed off.
It took Garen a minute to realize this. "Wait, was? What do you mean by that?"
"Well, some of our scientists studied the Hex Core when we managed to defeat Viktor. They observed that before there was NO light emitting from it. When we were fighting Viktor, the light was on."
"So the light represents that its creator is alive."
"Yes, and right now its master is looking for this. Whether he has a way of tracking the Hex Core or not, we don't know."
"So then how do we know that Viktor is its master still?"
"How do we not?"
Garen stood staring at Jarvan for a while. He summarized what he had just heard in his head: a technological madman has come back to life and is now looking for his prized possession. Garen normally doesn't frighten easily, but Viktor sounds like a formidable foe.
"So why did you call me down here exactly?" trying to not sound concerned.
Jarvan smiled lightly and looked at him. "Simple, I want you to stop him."
The light dimmed as Garen closed the door behind him. The sewer that he had travelled down to get to where he was now was considerably darker on the way back, dark enough that the light from the Hex Core did not matter now how much Garen could see in front of him. Leaks and creaks were all he heard before he finally found his way back to the ladder.
Once he surfaced to his surprise it was raining. The alleyway was drenched, a pool of water came up about an inch from the ground. The guards that escorted Jarvan and Garen there were still positioned right outside.
“Where’s Jarvan sir?” one guard asked.
“He decided to stay down a little longer… he needed to study something.” Garen replied.
Garen walked the path down the alleyway before getting interrupted.
“Sir, are you ok? You look exhausted.”
Garen took a slight pause before he turned and looked at the guard who asked.
“I’m fine” was all Garen could muster up to say before eventually leaving the alleyway.
In reality however, Garen was not fine. At most he was extremely uncomfortable in the situation that Jarvan had just put him in. An unseen pressure was weighted against Garen’s back as he thought about the situation. The Hex Core. “A device with such power that it could revolutionize the world as we know it.” Garen repeated what Jarvan had told him, questioning what Jarvan hadn’t told him. “Where does its power come from? How do we destroy it? How do we know that Viktor isn’t coming after it right now?” These questions stormed in Garen’s head as he walked down the streets of Demacia, water pouring on to him and the road in front of him. There was no one on the streets. There was never anyone on the streets when it was raining, which made anyone on the streets while it was raining look weird. Most of the houses on the street were lit up. If Garen were to look inside one he would find a nice family just about to sit down and have supper together.
Garen strode up to his house after a slow walk to get there. To his surprise, his lights were on. “Odd” Garen thought “Who could be inside.” Garen approached the door. Once he approached he heard a light music. Sona’s music. Her music was beautiful. Chord after chord her music can lighten someone up even on the darkest days. One could listen to it hours on end and not get tired to it. It’s like there is a magic to her music that makes her one of the most popular musicians all across Valoran. Garen opened the door to his house, the music became distinctly louder. Garen turned the corner in the hallway only to find Lux. Dancing, much to his surprise.
“This must be what she is going to dance at Jarvan’s party.” Garen thought.
Garen stood and watched silently as Lux danced, not noticing that Garen had arrived. The way that Lux danced fit Sona’s music perfectly. Step after step, she was synchronized with Sona’s music. One step firmly on the ground into a spin afterwards. Twirling her baton around her has she kept up with the music. The music picked up, and so did Lux. The way that Lux flowed with the sound of the music was incredible.
The song was coming to a close as Lux twirled her baton around faster continually dancing to the music. Finally she pulled a stunt. She threw her baton up in to the air, the tip of it just barely touching the ceiling. Once the baton was at its highest peak, she spun and jumped at the same time causing her to spin mid-air as she caught the baton mid air as well. She landed gracefully and softly on the floor, spinning another full circle before her eyes met Garen’s.
A quick blush fell upon her cheeks. She ran over towards the nearest couch, quickly grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it. Garen came over and took a seat in a chair next to it.
“You know you could’ve at least knocked!” Lux said, her voice muffled by the pillow.
“I would’ve, but I was afraid that you would’ve stopped if I did.” Garen said.
Lux raised her head and looked at Garen, still blushing. “Well you’re right.”
Garen chuckled under his breath. “Why do you keep trying to hide everything?”
“It’s not that. It’s just… I’m not good when people are staring at me.” Lux said
“Well then how are you going to handle tomorrow?”
“I don’t know.” she buried her face back into the pillow. “I wish I had more time for this.”
Garen sighed. He came over and took a seat next to Lux on the couch. “Lux, I think your dancing is beautiful.”
She stayed silent.
“You have so much hidden potential in you, you just don’t realize it yet. Its like…” Garen tried describing it with his hands “...there’s this big ball of light in you ready to blow up, you know! And once it does your strength will show and light up even the darkest of places! You just need to unlock it, and to unlock it you must believe in yourself that you can do it. It comes from the heart.” Garen motioned his hand over his own heart.
Lux stayed silent the entire time before looking up at Garen, a dried up tear stream below her eye. “You really think so?”
“Yup. And when the time comes I will be so proud of you. You are my little sister you know.” he began laughing. But just then Lux jumped out at him, giving him a big hug.
“Thank you, Garen”
It was mainly out of impulse. The words just slipped out of Garen’s mouth when he awoke, having no control over him saying it and no idea why he said it. The word was just there. In the air and in his head as well. Garen sat up, wondering what had just happened before he set it aside.
Garen heard a knock on his door. “Garen, are you O.K?” The voice of Lux was alive and awake outside his door.
“Yeah, everything is fine.” he yelled back.
Lux opened the door and walked into his room. She looked at him worried. “I must have said that really loudly.” Garen thought.
“You sure now? That sounded scary.”
“Yes I’m fine, I think.”
“Ok!” Her voice immediately became more cheerful. “Hey come outside real quick, I want to show you something.”
She quickly ran out of his room, grabbing a towel along the way. Garen got up slowly, still recuperating from his outburst. He threw on a fresh shirt and pants, ignoring his armor for now, and headed outside after Lux.
The rain from last night had subsided but not long ago. A thin stream of water still ran across the streets of Demacia. The sky was still a cloudy gray with small patches of sky in between them, signaling that the rain hasn’t completely stopped yet. A cold breeze caught Garen off guard as it gave him the chills.
“See, that is why I brought a towel, to keep me warm and comfy.” said Lux with a cheeky smile.
“Why didn’t you just bring a jacket instead of taking my towel?” asked Garen, rubbing his eyes to adjust to the brightness.
“I’m lazy.” Lux sat down on the steps that led down to the sidewalk below and patted a seat for Garen to sit in. Garen sat where she told him to, looking out to the passing civilians walking down the street.
After a moment of silence, Lux pointed up towards the sky. “Look there!”
Garen glanced over to see what she was pointing at. A thin break in the clouds revealed multiple colors in an arch, red on the top and purple at the bottom.
“A rainbow.” Garen said
“Yup, you don’t get to see too many of them these days.” Lux said, staring at it. “You know rainbows are actually very complicated things. Knowing about the creation of one requires knowledge on all sorts of science stuff, like refraction, optics, those kind of things. When I look at it though I don’t think about those kind of things. I think about how beautiful it looks, and what it brings to the day. It brings about a new kind of light to brighten up an already bright day.”
Garen glanced over at Lux. She was smiling the entire time looking up at the rainbow.
“What’s with you and light? Why do you like light so much?” Garen asked.
Lux laughed lightly at this. “It’s obvious, I don’t like the dark.”
“Ahh.” Garen glanced over at the rainbow only to notice that it had been covered back up by clouds again.
“We should go before it starts raining again.” Lux said
“The Prince’s Palace. I want to get there early before it gets too crowded.”
“It’s so early though!”
“I don’t care. Be social for once and talk to people.” Lux said teasingly.
The Prince’s Palace was a big place. A long carpet stretched across the wooden tile of the floor. On each side were large pillars that extended up to the roof. When entered, on the left was the eating area. Large long tables extended most of the length of the room. On the right hand size
was a large open area meant for socializing and dancing.
After hours of waiting people finally started to arrive. Only members of the prestigious royal houses are allowed to attend this party. Garen could recognize many familiar faces, including Vayne, Fiora, and Sona who was invited to play live music. Within mere minutes of people starting to arrive it felt as if most of the palace was filled already.
“Wow, I never knew this many people came.” Lux said, standing next to Garen as he was leaning up against a wall watching people come in.
“Oh yeah, you’ve never been to one of these have you?” asked Garen.
“Well, lets just say you’re going to have a big audience today.”
“Oh joy.” Lux said sarcastically.
The room suddenly fell silent. Lux and Garen looked over to see what was happening. With a crowd staring over towards the corner of the room, Jarvan had just arrived. He wasn’t wearing his famous battle armor, but a suit more appealing for the event. He took a seat on his throne located against the center back wall.
“Welcome to Demacia’s 4th annual party!” Jarvan announced.
The crowd roared a loud cheer.
“Today, we celebrate our heritage, our culture, and our city, Demacia. Now, everyone enjoy themselves tonight. Just remember, Demacia: now and forever!”
Another loud roar spread throughout the crowd.
“We got plenty of food and drinks for all, as well as a live music by the one and only Sona: Maven of the Strings. If you would like to dance along to the wonderful music, you can always step on the floor to talk, dance, and socialize, but first you must watch Lux and her wonderful dancing.”
“Well, here goes nothing.” Lux said, as she walked over to the open space in the room.
Lux stood in the middle of the room as most of the audience circled around her. Lux took a quick look around her to observe the amount of people watching. She tried her best to put on a smile for the crowd but couldn’t help but look nervous. Sona had positioned herself to where the music would flow the most throughout the room.
With a ***** of a string, a beautiful melody fell upon the crowd. A single note was enough to mesmerize the audience. Lux took a deep breath before she took her first step. Her foot landed, then pivoted, moving her entire body along with it before she took another leap keeping her baton spinning on her side and around her back the entire time. She landed, moving her baton over her head, spinning and stepping to the rhythm of Sona’s music. The music was picking up pace, as well as Lux’s dance. It had been the same music and same dance as when Garen walked in on Lux the night before.
As Lux continued her performance Garen glanced over at Jarvan, who was also observing her. However, Garen noted that his face wasn’t of enjoyment but more serious. His eyes were moving to every detail of her movement as if studying her. His eyes however were most fixated on her baton. Jarvan seemed to take note of the way she was spinning it; form and detail of the baton were observed. He seemed to be stuck in a complete thought as the performance went on.
The music was picking up even more, signaling that the end was near. Lux did very well to keep up her pace to the music. As the music came to a close, Lux did what she had did the night before. She threw her baton up into the air, this time much higher than last time, and jumped up along with it. She twirled in the air for countless times, her grace left the audience starstruck. She grabbed her baton mid air when she landed, giving another spin as this time her eyes me with Jarvan’s.
A sparkle shined in her eyes.
The crowd roared with applause, all very impressed with Lux’s performance. Lux blushed at this, like many other times, and slowly made her way out of the circle.
“You did awesome Lux!” voices from the crowd yelled.
Garen smiled at her as Lux approached. The crowd had gone back to talking and eating amongst themselves.
“See, I told you they would love you.” Garen said.
“You know doing that was harder than you think.” said Lux with a slight laugh. “You can just feel all of them staring you down, like a million small weights on your shoulders.”
“I know, but you did great.”
“Impressive performance today Lux.”
Garen and Lux looked over to see the figure of Jarvan standing right in front of them, this time with a big smile on his face.
“Thanks!” Lux said, elated that the prince of Demacia said that.
He now looked over towards Garen. “Garen, may I speak with you in private for a minute.”
Jarvan began walking away towards the edge of the room, expecting Garen to follow. Garen trailed behind him, noticing that Jarvan’s face had turned from happy to serious in a matter of seconds.
They both met near a wall in the corner of the room where no one else would hear.
“I’m impressed with your sister Garen.” started Jarvan.
“Me too.” said Garen
“She shows skill Garen, a skill that you might not recognize.”
Garen was confused. “What do you mean?”
“Hmph, if you look at her when she was performing you could see the beginning of what could be the savior.”
Garen was even more confused. “I’m sorry sir, I don’t understand.”
Jarvan stood quietly for a moment before he started again. “I want you her to go with you Garen, on your mission.”
“Why, may I ask?”
“Well from what I saw today, your sister has a lot of hidden potential, just kind of waiting to be shown. But when for it to be shown, who knows.”
“Don’t you think that this will be too dangerous for her? I haven’t told her about it yet.”
“You haven’t?” Jarvan looked over Garen’s shoulder to see Lux leaning up against the wall. “Lux!”
Lux glanced over. Jarvan beckoned for her to come over, so she did.
“I have assigned you and Garen a mission.”
“You did?” Lux asked “I’m not part of the military though.”
“I know you aren’t, but me and Garen both think that this will be a learning experience for you.”
Lux glanced over at Garen, who the entire time was biting his lower lip.
“So what is this mission about?” Lux asked, this time sounding a bit more concerned.
“Garen will tell you the details of the mission when you guys head out.”
“Where are we starting?” asked Garen this time.
“You will be starting in Bandle City, home of the yordles. I hear that they have some intel on the matter that can help you guys out, and trust me, you will need help on this mission.” Jarvan said with a slight smile. Lux and Garen immediately looked a bit more uncomfortable.
“Oh yes Lux, can you go get Quinn for me, I need to speak to her about arrangements for your transportation over there.” asked Jarvan.
“Sure.” Lux said, this time giving a negative tone before she walked away.
Jarvan immediately turned back to Garen once Lux was gone. “Now, from the last time we have talked I gathered more intel on the Hex Core. It is said that along with the Hex Core there are three augments that go along with it that amplify its power, one is blue, one is yellow, and one is red. Your mission is to find them and destroy them. I am sending you off to Bandle City because that is where the last known location for one of these was.”
“So when are we going?” asked Garen.
“As soon as Lux gets back with Quinn.”
“This early? Lux had just found out about the mission.” Garen thought to himself.
“When you arrive, you will meet with Bandle City’s ambassador to Demacia, she will know what to do with you two.”
“You requested my appearance sir?” a voice said behind them.
Quinn and Lux both walked up on to them.
“Yes, I need you to arrange transportation to Bandle City for Lux and Garen immediately.”
“Already done sir, me and Valor can take them there fast.”
Jarvan glanced at Lux, then back at Garen. “Good.”
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More of a transition chapter, but it still provides important details that will affect the story. Enjoy
A small sun shone through the morning sky. From this point in Valoran, the sun looked much smaller in the sky than in Demacia. So did the sky. The bright blue sky shown for the first time since they had left Demacia. A small breeze blew in the air, rustling the leaves of the trees that had surrounded Lux and Garen. A leaf blew off in the wind, riding the breeze until it very cautiously landed on the dirt trail right in front of Lux. Lux cautiously walked around it.
Before them stood a wood wall, acting as a barrier between the outside world and Bandle City. Two sets of double doors were in front of them, one a humans height and one only about a meter tall. The two stood in front of the doors for a moment.
"We're here" said Garen letting out a sigh of relief.
"I'm excited aren't you?" Lux said with lively eyes.
"You can say that" Garen said as he pushed open the doors to Bandle City.
A flurry of just about everything connected with them. Sound and light that were being kept out of from the wall were now becoming present. The street in front of them was busy with yordles walking up and down the street. Small yordle children ran across the street, other yordles were on the sides by numerous buildings having conversations of their own.
Neither Garen nor Lux had ever seen a yordle before. Yordles were always an interesting species. They could speak human language but aren't like humans at all. Yordles were a lot shorter than humans, normally they are all less than a meter tall. They also have a wide range of skin tone colors. Some yordles either had completely smooth skin or were completely covered in fur, some in between those two. With a dramatic size difference Garen and Lux found it awkward to look down at a yordle whenever one went past them. The houses on each side of them were small compared to the ones in Demacia. It made them wonder if Bandle City had a place meant just for humans to walk in to.
"Wow, look at this place." Lux said in astonishment, looking around her observing all of the yordles. "Look at all of the yordles!"
"Yeah…" Garen said, trying to take in what is around him as well.
The two stood in front of the gate for a moment, still taking in their surroundings. Neither of them had ever seen a place like this before.
"So," Lux said finally breaking the silence "Have you ever been here before?"
"No actually" Garen admitted. This is one of the few places in Valoran that he had never been to before.
"So how do we know where to go?" Lux asked.
"I believe I can help with that."
A voice came from behind them that made Lux and Garen jump at the suddenness of it. They turned around to see a teal colored yordle looking up at them. She was wearing an almost complete full set of battle armor, all except the helmet. She had white hair in the form of pigtails; her voice was that of authority, but also experience.
The yordle walked up to them and held out her hand.
"I'm Poppy, Ambassador of Bandle City to Demacia. Jarvan told me that you were coming."
"I'm Garen, nice to meet you." he said, greeting her with a smile.
"Don't think I don't know who you are Garen." Poppy said with a coy smile. "Your stories of bravery and acts of courage inspire many of our soldiers around here, and for that we thank you."
Poppy released Garen's hand and turned over to Lux, holding out her hand once again.
"And you must be Luxanna Crownguard?" asked Poppy.
"Yes, I prefer to be called Lux though." she said shyly, shaking her hand.
"My apologies Lux, glad to be one to know the sister of the Might of Demacia."
Poppy let go of Lux's hand. She took a step back to gain a better view of the two humans who towered over her.
"Now I imagine that you two didn't come here just to sightsee." Poppy turned around. "Come, walk with me."
Poppy started and Garen and Lux followed. The path ahead of them was narrow, with yordles roaming up and down it. The buildings on either side of them were tall, normally two story buildings just high enough where you can see the light inside the second floor from close up. Through the windows of the lower floors you can see tables and furniture marking a home, others with various assortments of items marking a shop. The building's architecture fit with the rural environment that the city was located in. Nice shades of brown covered the buildings, complimenting the spring grass that were neatly tucked away in patches along alleyways and separating the path from time to time. The alleyways fit nicely into how the building were arranged, acting as shortcuts from one set of buildings to the next, however the alleyways were fairly dark. Small lanterns along the walls of the alleyways were not always lit, as such it did not light the way. In the darkness of one alleyway words were written across the wall. There were six words total, however most of the words were faded away. As Garen passed by this alleyway he could only make out the second word.
"Will, will, will, will, will, will…" Garen repeated the word over in his head. Why did this word stand out to him so much?
"Garen" Lux looked over noticing Garen's concern "Is everything ok?"
"Yeah. its just…" Garen trailed off remembering that they were not the only ones walking along the road. "Nevermind."
Lux, still worried about her brother, turned her attention away from him focusing on the beauty of the city and two peculiar yordles that caught her eye. One blue yordle stood next to a large mech, what it was meant to do she did not know. The other blue yordle was female, standing next to a large hand cannon that looked like it could do some serious damage. The two yordles were standing in conversation, but Lux could not help to smile when the female blushed at something the other yordle said right before Lux turned the corner.
The walkway in front of them largened, revealing a different part of the city that they were just in. On the left were the same building from where they had just came from, but on the left was the Bandle City docks. Small waves were washing up on the rock walls that separated the walkway from the ocean, and were rocking small fishing boats docked and a short ways off shore. A short distance behind them was the lighthouse, leveraged up on a small hill to provide the most light to the outer boats.
The aspect that amazed Lux and Garen was one not expected in Bandle City. The amount of a military navy located towards the middle of the harbor was extraordinary. It was nothing too large in terms of technology but the amount they had. The military docks were separate from the fishing docks, the military ones located in the middle of the shoreline. A small walkway protruded from the middle, leading to buildings only accessible to officers.
Poppy noticed their surprise.
"We take extra precaution around the shoreline. Lets just say that Bilgewater doesn't take kindly to us." Poppy said.
"What would they want here?" Lux asked, still looking at the boats offshore.
"Well they are pirates. They want anything they can get." Poppy gave a small chuckle, followed by one from Lux. Garen was lost in his own thought, still trying to shake off the word in his head.
The yordle turned around and met eyes with Lux. She was going to say something to her, but had forgotten. Something about Lux gave Poppy a feeling that she hadn't felt in a long time but couldn't quite remember what it was. A small smile traced across Poppy's face. The feeling reminded her of something from a previous time.
"Is something wrong?" Lux asked.
Poppy regained her composure, realizing how long she was looking at her, surely making her feel uneasy.
"Oh, no I was just going to say…" Poppy paused, trying to remember what she was going to say. "I noticed you looking at two particular yordles earlier, I was just wondering if you took a liking to them?"
Lux took a second to think of the yordles she talked about, then realizing there was a specific two that she was paying attention to.
"I found them interesting. What both of them had looked like it could blow stuff up."
"Oh, you haven't seen Ziggs yet." Poppy smiled as she continued to walk.
"Well, I thought that they looked cute together. Like they could be together." A blush fell upon Lux's face at saying this, and Poppy responded with a small chuckle. What Lux didn't know is that she knew those two all too well.
"I must tell you that yordles need each other much more than humans do. The yordle society is much different, something that you will soon come to realize. We are all family here, Miss Crownguard." Poppy's voice was much more serious when saying this.
These words struck a string in Lux's heart. The feeling to need something more than anything else was of themselves. It was a feeling that Lux had never felt before, however every yordle knows it. And for that Lux knows that yordles are privileged with this honor.
The farther and farther they walked the more they realized how vast the yordle community is. People of all different sorts of personalities were among the streets. Some yordles walked up to Lux and Garen and asked them different things, whether it was a school-yordle asking various questions or someone asking for a human perspective on Bandle City. Towards the end of the shoreline they made another curve into a street that looked very similar to the one they were in earlier.
It was a short walk before down before they had hit the center and heart of Bandle City. Through the stairs leading under an archway, they were met with an open area where you can breathe and smell the fresh air around them. They were first presented with a railing that led down to a park with a fountain in the middle. The park took up most of the area that was presented in front of them. On the other side of the park was a large building that stood high by itself, stairs leading up to it. Behind it was a wonderful view of the mountains and trees, both presenting a wonderful and relaxing view.
There was not many people here at the moment. Poppy went up and leaned against the railing, her armor meeting with the metal railing.
"So since Jarvan told me that you were coming, it must be pretty important." She now turned to look at both Garen and Lux.
"It is." Garen began. "But I don't know if he would want me to tell anyone about it."
"Bandle City and Demacia have a stronger relationship than you might realize Garen. Anything that might harm Demacia or other parts of Valoran, we are notified as well. We could call a defensive maneuver if anything dangerous is about to his Bandle City." Her voice was of business now.
Garen took a while to process her words, deciding whether or not to tell her. He decided to trust her.
"Have you ever heard of the Hex Core?" Garen said quietly so that anyone else can't hear.
Poppy's body stiffened at hearing those words. She immediately became concerned.
"Yes, what about it?" her voice was stern.
Garen leaned on the rail next to Poppy and glanced around to make sure no one was watching.
"It has reactivated, meaning that its creator is still alive."
Garen glanced at Poppy, who was still trying to comprehend the information that was being given.
"You know who the creator is right?" Garen asked.
"Yes. He was known as Viktor, the Machine Herald. He himself could had the power and knowledge to take over all of Valoran with one of his creations, that's why he was put down long ago." Poppy now looked up at Garen. "But how has the Hex Core reactivated?"
"That's our mission." Garen stood up straight and stretched himself out. "If Viktor is truly alive somehow than we have to stop the Hex Core's power as soon as we can before Viktor can get to it. You know about the three augments right?"
She gave a simple nod.
"The last one was located was near here, that's why we started here. We are to track down and destroy the augments."
"You do realize the difficulty of this task? The augments could be anywhere if they are located near here. And if you do find one and the creator realizes that you are tracking them down he will come for you."
"That's why we came to you." Lux stepped up. "For help."
Poppy glanced between both Garen and Lux. The more she glanced between them, the more her expression changed.
"You're asking a tall order… but" she gave a small smile at her own thoughts.
"I think I know some yordles that I know for sure will get the job done."
Ok, I'm EXTREMELY sorry on how long that this chapter took for how short it is. I got caught up writing another story for my friends birthday that is also available on my profile. I'm not really proud of this chapter because I felt I could explain and capture some feelings better. HOWEVER, this is the end of the technical introduction to my story. The journey starts next chapter. For me, these next few chapters are going to be super fun for me to write, and should be super fun for you guys/girls to read. Make sure to keep track of this story for updates!
P.S: You're going to realize that I like to end chapters or stories with quotes... I'm sorry, its just habit .
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