LoL Fanfic Chapter 18: The Kiss of Death

The Founding of Pentakill Chapter 18


The lights were harsh and fussy, the world spinning, pain surging like a violent tide after a tropical storm. As Fiora began to regain consciousness, she heard a woman's voice "Doctor! She's waking up!". She then tried to moved, she quickly realised it was futile. She heard a man's voice, it was gentle and calm "Try not to move Fiora, you were in pretty bad shape when we found you.". Fiora recognised this voice to belong to Shen. Shen was the chief medical technician of the League, in other words, he ran the hospital. He ran the hospital with Akali and Kennen, other than them only Vladimir and Ahri worked there full time. While the three ninjas were co-ordinating volunteer champions, Vladimir ran the blood bank and Ahri the morgue. Vlad ran the blood bank for obvious reasons, Ahri only worked the morgue because she seemed least bothered by spending time with corpses. Fiora slowly began to regain her awareness of the world around her and began to more clearly make out what Shen was saying. "You're lucky to be alive Fiora! I've been working around the clock to keep you alive! Akali! Call Vlad up here, she still needs a few more blood bags! Okay now you get better, I have a few other patients to tend to." with that Shen took off down the hall. Akali spoke softly "Fiora, Vlad is going to be up here in just a sec, don't worry he won't hurt you, he is going to watch you for a bit." With that Akali left the room leaving Fiora alone, she thought to herself "How could I let myself get beat--URGH!" she felt some pain on her side that felt like a hot knife thrusting through her "The Pain....Oh God...The Pain....". As the pain began subsiding a tall figure strode into the room wearing a crimson suit and carrying 3 bags of blood. By this point Fiora was completely aware of the world around her, she said weakly "hello Vlad". Vladimir stood above her and said "Hello little one, and how is this delicious morsel doing?" Fiora looked at him with a look of horror, he noticed the look "Heh, I'm only joking. I keep things professional while at work" Fiora sighed briefly only to be interrupted by Vlad saying "I only drink blood outside of work" Fiora went back to the look of horror. Vlad chuckled lightly to himself while hooking up one of the blood bags to the IV hooked up to Fiora's arm. She asked weakly and with sparse breath "Who, who did this.". Vlad responded "Hmm? Oh you ran afoul of Tolas, don't know his last name. But he is one tough bastard, broke every League record, almost never loses. On the field he has only been killed twice. Once by Caitlyn and once by Sylvia. From what I understand Caitlyn's kill was a lucky head shot and Sylvia's was divine intervention. So no one has beaten him toe to toe yet. And he was the first to kill an allied champion on the fields of justice. That's about all I know about the guy, Oh! Rumour says he has a great wine cellar and has a 'thing' for Caitlyn. If you want to know any more you should talk to Caitlyn, she's spent more time with him than any other champion in the league."  Fiora sighed "alright. tell me about yourself Vlad". Vlad said in a very suave tone "I'd love to but I got a pile of paper work to get through while I watch you, I've had to put quite a few of those things in you. Try and sleep" Fiora said reluctantly "Alright" after a minute or two of silence "Hey Vlad, thanks.". Vlad smiled his snake charmer smile and went back to work.


-----an hour or two later-----

Vlad had his nose in his work, filling out forms, papers etc. Fiora was fast asleep with the last blood pack emptying through the IV. As he signed off on a requisitions form he felt a tap on his right shoulder. He looked to the right and no one was there he then looked left and saw Ahri standing next to him with one of her many furry tails above his head waving at him. Vlad said in his usual gentleman's voice "Don't you have work to do Ahri?" Ahri said in a half playful half whiney voice "You guys do too good a job of keeping them alive! Besides I wanted to see what my favourite sparklepire was up to!' Vlad responded both insulted and disgusted "I wish you wouldn't call me that! I dislike the fact that you read those God awful books in the first place! Never mind that you call me a sparklepire!" Ahri responded with a sad look "I'm sorry Vlady! Hey, maybe when you're done there we can, maybe...oh I don't know. Go out for dinner?" Vlad said hesitantly "Ahri, I got allot of work to catch up on, maybe some other time." Ahri frowned "Okay" As she was leaving she kissed Vlad on the cheek. As she walked passed him she rubbed one of her tails under his nose. She said in a flirty way "You know where you can find me if you change your mind.". Vlad rolled his eyes as she closed the door behind her, at that moment Fiora began to stir. Vlad put down his pen and walked over to her bedside. Vlad spoke "How are you feeling? Better I hope, I'm running out of your blood type." Fiora "I'm feeling better than I was, must be the drugs kicking in, and the blood of course.". Vladimir spoke while he returned to the desk on the opposite side of the room "Looking at your results, you should be out in a day or two. League doctors do a hell of a job. In a normal hospital, your bones would have taken months to fix, these guys do it in under a week." Fiora said weakly "I suppose I should thank them on my way out". Vlad responded "You should. You won't miss the Founders Ceremony." Fiora being new to the league had no idea what Vlad was talking about. Vlad looked over puzzled by the lack of response then realised "Oh right! You're new here. Well every so often the Great Warden Doran holds a grand banquet in honour of the League and its champions. Well, there hasn't been any invitations yet so it may just be rumours, any way back to what I was going to say. I've seen him only once before, he is very old, his beard almost touches the floor. It is said he has mastered every combat form, magic, sword play, all of it. He might even be able to beat Tolas." Fiora asked puzzled "Great Warden?" Vlad responded "Yes, because he has mastered all combat forms, that was the title he was given. Anyway, last I was there, I had just joined the league. Hell I think it was the "Grand opening" of the League. Anyway, it was a grand banquet with dancing and live music. Also, much to Gragas's delight a seemingly endless supply of wine and beer and other liquor." Fiora "I take it this doesn't happen often then?" Vlad responded "No, this is the second time." he then changed the subject "You have a French background don't you?" Fiora responded defensively "Yes. Why?". Vlad said confidently and proudly "Well, I've been trying to learn some French." He then came closer  and stood where Fiora could see him with out strain. He cleared his throat and with a perfect French accent said "Tu es mon petite chou fleur" Fiora through her laughter, corrected him "Vlad, you just said you are my little cauliflower". Vlad looked off into space for a moment and said embarrassed "well, I suppose I need to practice my French then." Fiora responded "yes, yes you do." Vlad said to her in a professional tone "You need rest, go back to sleep" Fiora nodded and the two went back to their previous positions. Akali walked in a few minutes later and said to Vlad "Alright, I'll keep an eye on her for you, go home Vlad, it's been a long day" Vlad smiled "thank you, I have some things to sort out". With that he left the room with a lordly stride in his step.


------the next day------


Sylvia was sitting in the park that was at the centre of the city. She sat on an old wooden bench that had a black metal frame. The trees swayed gently in the breeze as crows cawed from above. As she sat there, she strummed away at her bass. She played a sad solemn tune, and with every hollow, empty, note another tear fell from her eyes. Though she would admit it to few people, it was the anniversary of loosing her parents. As she played she kept trying to convince herself that her father was no longer alive, but rather, that he had died along with her mother. She had come to a pause when she felt a slight tug on her pant leg. She looked down with astonishment to see Amumu standing looking up at her. In his small voice he asked timidly "What's wrong?". Sylvia wiped the tears off her face and said "I'm fine, really". Amumu looked at her with his big watery eyes and said "Don't worry I won't tell anyone. I can tell your sad. Do you not have a mommy or daddy too?" Sylvia began crying again "Well, sort of. I..." she had to stop mid sentence to regain her composure "I lost my parents, just over a decade ago." Amumu tried to pull himself up onto the bench next to Sylvia but was having some problems getting up. Sylvia looked at him and smiled weakly, she then picked him up and sat him on the bench next to her. Amumu looked at her and not knowing what to say he wrapped his little arms around her best he could "Hugs always help me feel better" Amumu said in a friendly tone. Sylvia hugged him back, tears continued to flow from her eyes, but at least it made her feel a bit better about it. Amumu let go after a few minutes and said to Sylvia yawning "I'm sleepy, I'm going to home and go to bed now. But, if you still want hugs later I'll come back." Sylvia smiled lightly and said "I'll be sure to look you up" Amumu said happily "Let's be friends forever!" he hopped down from the bench and Sylvia said while playfully rubbing his head "Sure thing little guy". Amumu then waddled all the way home. Sylvia was again alone in the park, she continued to slap her bass. After nearly an hour of her playing her bass a tall dark figure strode up to her. She was looking down so she wasn't sure who it was right away, but she got a pretty good idea from the shadow. When she looked up Kassadin was standing over her. Sylvia said softly "Can I help you void walker?" Kassadin spoke authoritatively and with his raspy voice said "Ma'am I am a talent scout for the night club "Club Void" and I think your base playing would be just the thing for an act!" Sylvia looked astonished "You want ME?! To perform?!" Kassadin responded in a sly tone "Why not! Your playing sounds great! I've been listening to it for a while now! We will pay you of course!". Sylvia thought for a moment "Well, I do need a job, and I do like the music, and Riven works there so it can't be all bad, right?". Without hesitation she agreed to Kassadin's offer. Kassadin said to her with self satisfaction in his voice "I'm glad you've decided to work with us, be at the club at 15:00pm this Sunday. It is for orientation." with that he flew off. Sylvia packed up her bass and headed home.

------meanwhile on the fields of justice-----   

Caitlyn was just entering her first match of the day, when she saw her team, some of whom were fairly new. There was herself, a long time veteran of the fields. There was Hecarim one of the latest champions of the league, there was also Lulu and Nautilus. However the newest of them all was the mystery woman. As the 5 champions materialised onto the fields Caitlyn asked innocently enough "So, what do we call you? No one seems to know your name." the woman turned and flashed a cold stare towards her team through her violet eyes and said "The Black Rose if you must call me something.". She then winked, put another sucker in her mouth and drew not only her very ornate dagger but also a simple straight blade. She then ran off into the jungle and faded out of view. Lulu said in her giddy tune "She seems like a delightful person!" Hecarim looked down at the small Yordle and snorted "Yea, delightful." The champions proceeded to their lanes and the battle proceeded. Caitlyn stood in the middle of the centre lane, across from her stood Swain. He stood confident in his victory. After about 15 minutes Caitlyn had kept Swain back well so far, however that was about to change. Out of the jungle came Warwick running top speed at the sheriff of Piltover, she instinctively took a risk and tried to out run Warwick and get back to her tower. Moments later she heard the voice from the sky call out FIRST BLOOD, DOUBLE KILL! She turned to see what had happened. She saw Swain in a heap on the ground with his throat cut, and when she went to look at Warwick, he had a simple straight blade through his chest. Warwick looked down at the blade for a moment, he tried to grab the blade, but before he could it was wrenched to the left and to the right. He fell down to his knees with blood trickling from his mouth and open sword wound. With her foot, The Black Rose kicked Warwick off her blade, wiping it on his corpse she said coolly "You're welcome." She had killed two people all without loosing the small sucker in her mouth. The rest of the match was similar, The Black Rose mercilessly killing the enemy with cuts to the throat and blades through the chest. Now Xin Zhao was on the enemy team but he had played it safe for almost the entire match, Warwick came up to him and said "Err That woman is like a ghost!! One moment she is there and the next she isnt!!" Xin Zhao replied calmly "I will hunt her down, she will not escape me." Warwick laughed "Good luck!!".

----moments later----

Xin Zhao walked slowly and quietly through the dark dense jungle. He had his weapon ready, he listened to the world around him. He had entered an almost transcended state, he could hear Swain and Warwick bickering, he could hear the breathing of the lizard eldar, he listened to all the sounds of the forest. As he stood still like a tree, the shadowy focus of his hunt came moving silently like a ghost or some unseen spectre closer and closer towards him. She drew her straight blade from it's sheathe. At that moment Xin felt something amiss, as The Black Rose wound up what would have been a lethal blow, Xin spun around in a flurry and a war cry. As he yelled "KAAIIII!!" he deflected the blade, with a few relentless attacks he struck at her. She deflected them all using her dagger and sword. However on Xin Zhao's third strike he acted as if it was another stab, he then smacked her across the face with the blunt end of his trident. With that blow she was spun around, and with a mighty thrust Xin drove his trident through her stomach. The Rose coughed "Urk, ughh...". With his trident in her stomach he lowered her down as her blades fell to either side. He then kicked her off the end of his trident. As he turned to leave she coughed and said to him weakly "Don't I *coughs* deserve a clean death" he glanced back, though he thought of leaving her there he went back to finish her. He came to stab her and she said something unintelligible, Xin then said "what was that?" , she then repeated herself but again it was unintelligible. Xin Zhao got put his ear right over her mouth and said " What?!". She smiled devilishly with streams of warm blood trickling out of the sides her mouth. She threw her arms up, spun Xin Zhao's head so that he faced her then she kissed him. After she kissed him she let go and laughed wickedly with what little strength she had left. Xin stumbled back in surprise at what had just transpired. He hadn't even walked two feet before the poison took effect. Xin Zhao dropped only two feet away from where The Black Rose fell. As she re spawned at her base her team had already pushed to the nexus of the enemy. She sat admiring her blades waiting for the voice to yell Victory. Sure enough it did.

---- The Next Evening ---

Sona happily walked up to Mordekaiser, and she pointed to an add in the paper for the new night club in town. Mordekaiser said "Want to go tonight?" Sona nodded grinning fiendishly. Mordekaiser held out his arm "Why not now?". Sona smiled and nodded happily. The two began walking to "Club Void". Mordekaiser said to her "I hear this place is a riot. Dancing, drinks, shows. I hear it has it all." Sona smiled at him while playing a giddy note on her instrument. The sky had gone black by the time they had arrived at the club. Sona looked up, she couldn't see the stars because all the lights from the city were drowning them out. As the couple went in they were greeted by pounding music, flashing lights, the smell of liquor and dancing patrons. Sona smiled and dragged Mordekaiser onto the dance floor. The two began to dance to the music, Mordekaiser looked down at Sona nervously (He wasn't a very good dancer). Sona smiled and grabbed his hands and began to dance with him. Mordekaiser looked down at his breath taking girl friend and thought "Man, feels like I'm in a dream". The two were interrupted by an abrupt stop in the music, the patrons looked around disgruntled until Malzahar came on over the loud speaker speaking in a snake charmers voice "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am proud to present, first time on any stage! Presented for the first time! Here at club Void!!! Sleek And Slender Sylvia!!! With her Big Bad Bass!!". The spot lights focused in on the stage where mist was being produced by fog machines. Sylvia came into view and began to rock out on her bass. The crowd roared and cheered. In that moment Mordekaiser brought his hand up to his chin and thought for a moment. He then turned to Sona in excitement "Sona! Remember the band I wanted to start! The one you said you would be in!" Sona nodded with slight concern. Mordekaiser said to her calmly "I think we just found our bassist." Sona nodded and the two waited for Sylvia to finish her number. After Sylvia's performance Mordekaiser walked up to her and said "Sylvia! Your bass playing is great! How would you like to join our band! We could sure use a bassist with your skill!". Sylvia thought for a moment, she looked around and saw Malzahar staring at her. Sylvia then said without second thought "Sure!". The two shook hands and the deal was done. Pentakill had its third member.

----a day later at the hospital---

Fiora's casts were being removed and she was finally able to leave the hospital. As she stood up she thanked Shen and Akali for their efforts to restore her health. As she was leaving she walked passed the blood bank where Vlad was working away. She quietly walked in. Vlad was sitting at his desk with his nose in his work. Fiora thought "Hmm, he hasn't noticed me yet. I think I will get his attention". With that she rang the service bell right in front of him and he jumped up from his work, startled at the sudden disturbance. Vladimir breathing heavily due to his recent shock said "Dear Lord! Nearly gave me a heart attack! Well, I see they let you out of those casts. So you are free to go?" Fiora nodded and said "Thanks to you I have enough blood to continue living. I wanted to stop by and thank you for. For all the blood you gave me, and for keeping me company the other day." Vladimir looked at her and hesitantly said "Don't mention it, just doing my job." Fiora smiled and was about to leave when Vlad stopped her saying "Oh,  are you by chance walking past the post office? I have a letter that I need delivered there" Fiora said to him "Sure, I can drop it off for you." Vlad handed her the letter but as he was doing so he began coughing violently. After a few coughs he was on his knees, Fiora ran over and put her arm on his shoulder trying to hold him up. After a few minutes, the coughing stopped as mysteriously as it had started. Vlad stood up and said "Thanks, I've been having coughing fits recently. Anyway I need that letter to go to the post office. Post haste!" Fiora said with some concern "Are you alright?" Vlad responded "Yes, yes. Now go! You have a life to catch up on!". Fiora went out with the letter and with some concern for Vladimir's health. A cough as violent as his, isn't normal.

As Fiora walked to the post office she stopped in Pantheon's bakery to buy some fresh bread. As she walked in the scent of fresh cooked pastries filled the air. It could make any mouth water. She got the counter where Nidalee was standing and said to her "May I have 2 baguettes please?". Nidalee responded cheerfully "sure thing! Honey! 2 baguettes please!" Pantheon called back "coming right up!". After a few minutes pantheon came out with some freshly baked baguettes. He passed them over the counter and asked Fiora "So what do you think of our little shop?" Fiora said smiling "It is wonderful, it reminds me of my mothers kitchen when I was a little girl. My mother loved to bake for us." Pantheon smiled at the thought of having a satisfied customer but at that moment he too began coughing violently.  Nidalee held on to Pantheon and cried out "Baby?! Are you okay!?" Fiora looked at this thinking "Strange, Vlad had a similar cough.". Pantheon soon regained his composure and said "I'm alright, I've had that cough for a couple days now". Fiora left the bakery and continued walking towards the post office.


-----Meanwhile----

Caitlyn had just woken up from an afternoon nap. After she got dressed, she walked to the end of her front walk to her mailbox. As she went through her mail she said aloud "Let's see what we have, bill, bill, taxes, bill, junk mail, news paper, bill," She stopped abruptly at the final letter, it was in a beige/white envelope with her name on it written in beautiful cursive writing, on the back it had a red wax seal bearing the logo of the League. She opened and read it "Dear Caitlyn, I the great and powerful Doran formally invite you to the  Founders ceremony. It is to be held next week on Friday. This is a formal ceremony. Dress up. We hope to see you there, Doran." Caitlyn looked at the envelope and thought "Wow, this is going to be big, there has only ever been one other like it. I think I know just who to take as my date." A few moments later she was off to go get her date. As she arrived at Tolas's house she knocked on the door, she then tried the knob. The door was open to her at anytime it seemed. As she searched the house for Tolas she found him in the same room they had once had dinner in. When she walked in, she saw to her horror that he was embracing (hugging) another woman. It was The Black Rose. Caitlyn looked on with horror, not sure how to react. She stood silently in the door for a moment. Waiting for one of them to notice her.