10 years in the future, despite all odds, the League of Legends remains strong; growing in size, power, and control each passing year. The number of Champions has rapidly increased from 117 to over 300 with more entering each year. War has almost been completely exterminated in Valoran with the League settling all conflicts between powers. Now King, Jarvan the IV has signed a peace treaty between Noxus and Demacia that was signed by Jericho Swain on his death bed, General Darius now Ruler of Noxus agreed to honor the treaty promising his former leader Swain that he would keep the peace. Both nations rejoiced and made many attempts to mingle between cultures, forgetting their national pride. However, not all conflicts were ended peacefully; the war raging in Freljord had grown so fierce that it could only be ended with more bloodshed. The Summoners of the League and champion’s of the Freljord staged a coup against the Ice Queen Lissandra and her General Trundle. The operation was successful, both Lissandra and Trundle were slain in battle; however one of Freljord champions perished in battle, Olaf the Barbarian who died protecting his King Tryndamere from what would have been a fatal blow. The Barbarian died with tears of joy in his eyes as he had finally found a warriors death and that he would be remembered forever; a large ceremony was held at his funeral for his bravery and strength in battle. Peace had finally sprouted in the Freljord and the land was divided between Ashe and the Avarosan; and Sejuani and the Winter’s Claw. Even Bilge Water a city filled with cut throats and pirates had finally formed a proper government thanks to Sarah Fortune who had managed to come to a compromise with Captain Gangplank; in turn for his loyalty he would be made the General of Bilge Water’s Navy. With peace stretching across the land the people of Valoran could rest easy. But it could not last.
Malzhar the Void Prophet decided to take advantage of the time of peace and used his void magic to created a permeate bridge between Icathia and the Void, unleashing an army of monsters onto Runeterra. Kassidin the Void Walker, the only man who knew how to close the gate went missing soon after the bridge was opened. Many other champions have either turned up missing or have withdrawn themselves from the League seeking to protect their homeland. In response the 2 political super powers of Valoren have both created their own soldier enhancement program to fight the new threat. Demacia armed with their new Steel Legion armor and weapons; and Noxus with project Nightfall increasing their champion’s own personal power immensely. However, the Headmaster of the League feared it would not be enough. He realized that there were too many independent champions that would not fight for their cause. In response he created The Justicar program to earn new allies by rehabilitating unstable champions. The first 2 champion’s to enter this program where Syndra the Dark Sovereign and Aatrox the Darkin Blade both who have successfully passed their training and are to be fully sworn into the League's forces. These 2 champions will then fight alongside their fellow champions and summoners to face the enemy. But not everyone agreed to have these rouges fight amongst their ranks.
I feel like a fricken idiot, and apologize for all the *&%$^ spelling mistakes and will reread my work over 3 times before posting. I am sorry for the 436 people who have read this and thought like "Okay story, but his grammar sucks ass." I will strive to improve that immediately and fix all mistakes. Also next chapter on the way.
I've seen worse. Its even better that you came back and corrected it. Also, you may want to look up how to your/you're differences. A high percentage of people get them wrong (I usually just think about if I can put it as 'you are', and if that doesn't seem right then it should be 'your') but you can use Google for a lot of things including most grammatical questions.
Okay ran the Google search and you were right I was using it wrong, I went back into the chapter again and fixed all the errors (or well most of them) please tell me if I missed any. Also the next chapter will be up by Sunday, I work a little bit on it each night so it comes together slowly. Thanks for the help Ethereal.
Aatrox Audio Secession Tape 1:
Hello Aatrox, my name is Summoner 2765 and I will be your consoler for this program.
Um, okay then let’s begin this session with this. How do you feel today Aatrox?
I’m just gunna leave that one blank for today.
Are we done yet? I grow weary with this trivial nonsense.
Not yet Aatrox please be patient and try to answer the questions.
Silence nameless Summoner, you will give no orders to me.
Interesting response, you took orders from me 5 matches ago. You went 15 and 0 under my command so I demand a little respect.
Are we good now? Great, now just answer the questions so that both of us can get out of here, this is not a joy for me either.
Fine then nameless, to answer your question I am feeling bored, bored with these futile attempts to understand me.
Well how can you feel bored with this experiment when you will not allow us to start it?
Feh, fine then do what you must, and let’s be done with this.
Okay Aatrox, send him in guys
(Sound of door opening)
Okay then Aatrox I am going to have my friend here Summoner 112 examine your mind to provide us with the information we need to see if you are fit for our forces. We need to understand you and the best way to do that is to learn more about your past so this will be a much better alternative to having you speak or write down your life story.
Hahaha, let him try this will be most amusing.
Okay then Summoner 112 you can begin you examination when ready.
This will not hurt a bit Aatrox I promise you I am very skilled at my job.
Oh I know this won’t hurt for me, but for you…. (Sly grin)
Okayyyy then…. Summoner 2765 I am ready!
You may begin.
Here goes nothing ehm, Runa tumak rea mo turni!
112 what’s wrong?!
WITNESS MY LIFES WORK.
Make it stop! AHHHHHHHH!
(End of Audio Log)
Aatrox straightened up from the wall he had been resting on, brushing off some dust on his shoulder while looking around for whoever had spoken. He scanned his surroundings and realized that he was behind the stage in the market square and had fallen asleep; must have been more tired than he realized. He looked up to find the masked face of the little yordle ninja Kennen staring down at him, his eye brows raise in aggravation.
“Aatrox you fell asleep half way through Syndra’s initiation speech, you’re up next in 5 minutes so prepare yourself!” said Kennen pulling his head back up leaving Aatrox.
“Ugh, these ninjas, always so strict” complained Aatrox.
The ninja’s of the Kinkou had been assigned to watch over the event to make sure that everything goes smoothly. Though originally this was a task assigned to the police force of Piltover, the Head Master felt it best to have the impeccable trio of ninjas to watch over things. Aatrox looked around the side of the stage and saw Shen wearing his usual attire standing on top of a nearby roof starting down at the crowd with an unfaltering gaze looking for signs of trouble. Aatrox knew that if Shen was on the roof and Kennen on the stage then Akali was most likely hiding in the shadows waiting to strike at a moment’s notice. Aatrox, felling reassured that nothing could go wrong with them watching, produced a piece of paper containing his speech that he had written with his counselor. In the middle of rereading it he heard his name called from on top of the stage. He sighed, crumpled the paper and threw it on the ground, “**** it” said Aatrox with a smirk.
Aatrox reached his hands up, grabbed onto the stages platform, and pulled himself up. He was quickly greeted by a loud roar of applause as he stood up on the stage everyone was smiling and waving their hands. Summoners, citizens, and even fellow champions have gathered in the square to hear his Initiation speech. Aatrox staggered, completely confused on why he was receiving such a warm greeting form everyone, do they not know what I am? He wondered. Aatrox even felt an emotion that he had not experienced in many years, fear. He felt a rush of adrenalin flow in his body but he did not know why, he was not fighting but yet he felt alive, was he afraid of failing these people he wondered, the people who are trusting him to change, server and protect them from harm. He quickly regret throwing away his lines, they would defiantly help.
A summoner with black hair and Ionian features turned to face Aatrox handing him a small stick like object with a blue rune crystal attached to the head.
“Speak into this, so everyone can hear you.” the summoner said with a smile
Aatrox grabbed the stick and turned to the crowd who began to settle down eager to hear what he has to say, even Shen focused his attention away from the crowd and stared expressionless at Aatrox waiting for him to speak. Aatrox was frozen, there were too many people staring at him and he could not open his mouth. He began stuttering.
“Um, uh.” mumbled Aatrox
Aatrox saw a flash of gold in the crowd and saw Syndra waving at him smiling, and then whispered to Sigma who was standing next to her. Strangely, Aatrox felt better, like all the pressure melted away and his confidence restored. His grip tightened around the stick and raised it to his mouth to speak.
“Hello everyone, I would like to thank everyone for coming out today and showing their support to the Justicar Program. My name is Aatrox if you don’t already know, and I am a graduating participant of the program. I don’t really know where to begin with this so let me ask everyone a question, do you really trust me?"
Aatrox gave the crowd a minute to let the question sink in before he began again.
“I have never fully shared my past with anyone before, and in truth I don’t really know all of it myself. I am not human, not any more, I am old, really old in fact today I turn 2,000 years old.” said Aatrox
A gasped escaped the crowd but they remained quiet and eager to hear Aatrox’s story.
“I walked alone, always alone traveling all Valoren but not for the sights or for its culture, I was always searching for a conflict, a war. I have fought against the Iceborn in the Freljord, slaughtered Demacian in many conflicts, Noxains too. The worst part would be that I loved every moment of it; I never felt remorse or pity for those who I killed or fell around me. I believe that war separated the weak from the strong and gave people purpose in their lives. I loved the thrill of battle, the wet sticky feeling of blood on my hands, and the beautiful carnage that I create. I was a monster, a war monger and slaughter of men. I had fought in so many wars that the blood stains began to pile on top each other and eventually covered my entire body changing my appearance. With each battle I grew stronger and faster, perfecting my work and creating master pieces all across the land. But with each battle I grew thirstier, to the point that the thrill of battle was not enough. I grew weak, soft, and vulnerable to the point where I almost met my end in a battle caused by the Noxian invasion of Iona. I was wounded and broken, I found myself here at the Institute who accepted me as a champion with the help of one of the few people I could call a friend. Here I was nursed back to health, accepted as a person, and even found myself socializing with the other champions. Here I found a place I could call home and people who trust me, when I heard of the approaching War I did not feel the bloodlust arouse inside me, but instead I found myself feeling like I owe you all something, that I needed to give back to the people who took me in. When I heard of the Justicar Program, I marched into the Head Masters Office and demanded to participate. After 8 long months of rehabilitation therapy to make sure that the monster that I was remains buried I now stand before you all asking for your trust and ask if that you are all ready to trust me to defend you and serve in your ranks to fight against the threat in Icthica. I Aatrox solemnly swear to serve the will of the League of Legends and become the protector of its people.” said Aatrox full heartedly.
The crowd was silent; everyone including Syndra was dumbfounded by Aatrox’s proposition and openness. It was Shen who broke the ice and began clapping softly on top of the roof, the crowd quickly came alive cheering Aatrox’s name, the crowd was close the tears compelled by Aatrox’s story. Aatrox felt a wave of joy overcome him and he flashed a large smile relishing everyone’s applause. This moment will become Aatrox’s happiest memory and was almost completely perfect.
That is until a large man in bulky armor came running through the crowd wielding a large sword, he jumped up into the air swing his sword above his head aiming at Aatrox.
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