Lux sighed as the soothing light of the Fountain washed away her wounds. The match, a showmatch organized to celebrate a new trade agreement between the citystates of Demacia, Plitover and Brandle City, was not going in her team's favour. The opposing team, consisting of Poppy, Corki, Rumble, Janna and Heimerdinger, had held an advantage since the first battle. It helped their cause that the summoners of Lux's team, which consisted of herself, Ezreal, Jayce, Teemo and Shyvanna, were relatively inexperienced.
"Still. We're having fun, and I guess that's what a showmatch is for," Lux mused out loud. She then felt the touch of her summoner's mind, his thoughts asking if she was ready. She returned an affirmative, before breaking into a run and running towards the bottom point, which Corki and Rumble were laying siege to.
--Scene break. Spell vamp is cut down to 33% when applied to AOE spells. EG, if Morg's pool does 30 damage a tick to 4 minions with 50% spellvamp, she'll only receive 5HP pre tick pre minion.--
Kayle watched as the match progressed. The purple side held a definite advantage, as she watched Lux attempt to drive Corki and Rumble from the blue team point. As Judicator, she normally was deeply involved in whatever judgements the League was making that day, but today she was, at the insistence of High Summoner Vessaria Kolminye, taking a "personal health day", as the Summoner had put it.
Thus, here she was, watching a League showmatch at the Crystal Scar. Her gab was not her runed armor, but rather the deep blue robes that she wore while preforming judgements for the League. Her wings were spread slightly, Kayle enjoying the warmth of the sun on her feathers. This, she thought, May not have been such a bad idea. In her many, many years, Kayle had not truly had the chance to simply stop and take in the world, so involved in the war for her homeworld she was. Now, though...
I must do this more, she concluded, extending her wings a bit further to catch more sun. She then blinked as she felt something. Looking around from her vantage point above the Field of Justice, she, at first, believed that one of the champions had used an forbidden spell. Then, she saw it. A glow point above the Crystal Scar. As she watched, the point grew into a orb. Unfurling her wings to their full, grand span, she kicked off from the ground and sped towards the Scar.
--Scene break. damage = pre mitigation damage - ((total resistance - flat penetration) - percentage penetration)--
Lux dodged a tornado that tore up the ground as it pasted, before rolling to a stop and quickly jumping to her feet. She then threw her wand forward, the tips of it glowing as she bent light around herself and Ezreal, shielding them from a barrage of missiles. Thanking her, Ezreal responded with a barrage of his own, his Mystic Shots whistling past the ears of Poppy and Janna. Charging past the wind elemental, Poppy jumped towards Lux, her hammer held above her head. Lux froze up, realizing there was nowhere to go. She caught her wand and raised it to cast her Light Binding, but as she did so a redish blur slammed into Poppy, knocking her out of the air.
"Your opponent is me!' Shyvanna declared, before charging forward, the ground under her feet charring as flames surrounded her. Poppy grinned, then charged with a vicious cry that one so small shouldn't really be able to proceed. As the two warriors clashed, Lux fell to the ground, panting. The protracted fight was taking a toll on her strength, and she felt like she wouldn't last much longer. She then felt a hand on her shoulder. Looking up, she saw Ezreal's face, a small smile on it.
"Go back to the Fountain if you need to. I've got this," he said. Lux looked down the lane and saw Rumble and Janna approaching again. Lux giggled.
"No, you do not have this," she said as she slowly got to her feet. She heard, in her mind, her summoner saying something about Jayce and Teemo breaking through Heimerdinger's choke point and were capturing the Windmill point as they spoke. She sent back an okay, along with rather snarky comment about being busy.
"Come on, it's not like we have to worry about Poppy," Ezreal said, pointing at where Poppy and Shyvanna were still locked in single combat. The two had struck up a somewhat violent friendship over the previous few months, and no one was stupid enough to get between the two on the Fields of Justice. Especially when they were on opposing teams.
"True. But there's still..." Lux's comment was cut off as she noticed a glowing orb in the sky. At first, she thought it was the sun, but the sun's warmth was to her back. As she watched, the orb grew in size, until it was easily the size of a Nexus crystal. Then, the orb flashed different colours: first black, then red, blue, before finally settling on a colour that defied explanation. Then, she felt the familiar feeling of her summoner taking control of her, screaming at her to look away. As she did so, the orb shattered with the sound of break glass, and the Crystal Scar was awash with light.
--Scene break. Elo is the ranking system used in chess. So why did Riot choose it for a team based game? O.o--
Kayle wisely choose to look away from the orb a split second before it shattered. As the light faded, she slowly turned back towards the Scar. The Field was covered in magical energy, wisps of which were floating in the air. Kayle worried for a moment about the effects of said magic, then the thought was completely forgotten as she saw something far more worrying.
A figure had appeared. It floated at least 50 feet above the Scar, seemingly held there by some unknown magic. The figure seemed motionless as Kayle slowly approached.
"Who are you?" she demanded, suddenly wishing she had worn her armor. The figure looked up slowly, it's face hidden from view by the hood. Then, eyes opened, glowing, mismatched eyes, one a serene blue, the other blood red.
"Who... Am I?" the voice said. It was one voice, and yet three. Three voices speaking at once. One was human, the voice of a young man. Another, the voice of an angel, serene, pure, kind. The last, the voice of a demon, bloodthirsty, callous, vicious.
"Yes. What is your name? What is your purpose in this world?" Kayle again demanded, her wings beating to keep her in place. The figure watched her wings with almost hungry eyes.
"You... Are an angel?" the figure asked.
"Yes. I am Kayle, the Judicator," Kayle replied. The figure tilted it's head as it looked at her.
"Angel... Angel... The Angels killed them..." the figure began rambling, it's hands clenching. As Kayle watched, wisps of magic began rising from the figure. Mentally, she made contact with the summoners of the match, telling them to send help. She said nothing more, however, as the figure screamed.
"The Angels MUST DIE!!" it screamed, the demonic voice coming to the forefront, before charging headlong towards Kayle.
Yay for a completely out of character Kayle. Bleh, to hell with it, I claim alternative character interpretation.