So, here's my next one. It may be a 2 part (you'll know how once you read it), or it may be just like this.
Akali and Caitlyn, just so u guys know.
Faces in the Night
Akali was walking towards her quarters after her evening meditations. She was currently stalking though the Piltover hallway, lined with techmaturgical devices so commonly made and pioneered in Piltover. The plaques on the doors led to rooms occupied by certain heroes of Piltover- there was Ezreal, behind that door rested Janna, and one only needed a nose to smell the experiments taking place behind the somewhat melted and beaten door of Heimerdinger.
As Akali continued down the hallway, unconsciously melding with the shadows, she began to hear something. Akali stopped in confusion. The sounds became clearer. A quiet sniffling in the background. That, and repeated words, murmured so quietly they were almost unhearable, and certainly undecipherable.
Akali was about to continue onwards- due to the nature of the champions of the league, nightmares were common (Kassadin came to mind)- but she realized which door she had stopped in front of.
The plaque read:
Odd, Akali thought, Why would the sheriff have such nightmares?
Akali pushed the door open, and was greeted with the sight of Caitlyn in her bedclothes, huddled in a corner, staring out with wide eyes. Tears dripped from her brown eyes, her brunette hair spilling everywhere as she repeated the words Akali heard outside.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
Akali blinked in confusion. The Sheriff, usually cool and collected in the battlefield, was a broken, suffering woman in the darkness of her own room.
Caitlyn looked up, and seemed to notice Akali for the first time. "A-Akali? What are you doing here?" Caitlyn at her hands. "Are you here to punish me?"
Akali stepped forwards, hand held up in a non-threatening gesture and flipped on the light switch, saying "No, I'm not here to punish you- I just heard you from outside. What's wrong?"
"Their blood..." Caitlyn held up her right hand in horror. "It's right there."
Akali now knew what was happening. "Those people you had to kill in the past? They had to die."
"No!" Caitlyn shouted, "you don't understand!" Her voice dropped back down to a hoarse whisper. "There was a man."
Caitlyn's eyes closed as she relived the memory. "A man, name was Jonathan Cid. He was blackmailing, sending death threats, bending rules in unacceptable ways. I confronted him late one night."
Caitlyn's voice slowly rose in pitch as her tale continued. "He refused to listen, and pulled a pistol. I shot him."
Akali moved forwards, putting her hand on Caitlyn's shoulder, trying to do anything to stop Caitlyn's suffering, but Caitlyn pushed her away, to continue, "The next morning, they brought him out of his office. It looked like a murder."
Caitlyn was almost screeching at this point. "His children asked me to avenge his death and kill his murderer!"
Looking at her hands in newfound disgust, Caitlyn's eyes opened again, letting out another flood of tears. "There are others of those stories. Hundreds." She looked at Akali with widened eyes. " I'm a murderess. No better than the scum I hunt. And the ones that I... murder... haunt me, every day."
Akali slowly walked over to Caitlyn, putting her hands on Caitlyn's shoulders. "This was my first lesson as the Fist of Shadow. We do that which must be done."
Even as Caitlyn shook her head, Akali continued. "Tell me, would this... Cid, have ruined other people's buisnesses?" Caitlyn slowly nodded. "Did he kill anyone?" Caitlyn nodded again. "Would he have killed you?" Caitlyn shook her head, "No! That's... that's not the point. I still killed someone, a loving father, with two beautiful daughters, a strong, married son. Those faces, too, chase me." Caitlyn looked down again, unable to face Akali's gaze. "They all-"
Akali grabbed Caitlyn's head, forcing her to look into her eyes. "And who would've haunted you if you hadn't? The innocents he would've killed." Caitlyn slowly nodded, tears still slowly dripping, but stopping. "We do that which must be done. We both understand that."
Caitlyn slowly nodded. "Yes... it may not feel good, but... it had to happen." Caitlyn took a deep breath, calming herself. "I-I'm feeling a bit better now."
Akali, nodded, taking that for a dismissal. She opened the door and turned off the lights, gazing one last time at Caitlyn- who was slowly clambering into bed- and closed the door, only to hear a strangled choke. After opening the door hurriedly and turning on the lights with a flick of her wrist, Akali saw Caitlyn. Said sheriff couldn't even breath, and it appeared she was trying to fend off something with her right hand, and attempting to pry something off her neck with her left. Akali took a leap forwards, wrenching Caitlyn's hand off of her neck, making sure Caitlyn knew she was there. Caitlyn immediately relaxed.
Then came the words. "I can't sleep without someone. Someone who's here- someone who can show me what's true and what isn't." Akali blinked in surprise as Caitlyn continued. "Can you... stay the night?"
Akali thought for a second. After all, this occasion would be quite awkward. However, she remembered her own motto.
We do that which must be done.
Akali nodded, with a quick ,"yes". She twisted her body, pulling out a rug she carried with her at all times, and prepared to spend the night in meditation on Caitlyn's floor. She turned out the lights, and Caitlyn gasped again. Akali's eyes, before closed in her search for inner peace, immediately shot open, before standing up, taking a step, and putting her hand on Caitlyn's shoulder. Caitlyn took a deep breath, nodded in the darkness. Akali took her hand away, only to hear Caitlyn cry out this time.
Akali realized Caitlyn's problem- she didn't really know if Akali was there. She needed some way of reassuring her. Physical contact was needed for her to relax. So Akali, much to the surprise of Caitlyn, clambered into a spot in Caitlyn's bed next to her.
The two's arms and legs pressed together. Caitlyn relaxed, breathing in and out slowly, probably getting the best rest she'd gotten in months.
After several minutes, Caitlyn's chest started rhythmically rising and falling- it appeared she'd fallen asleep. Akali, however, still lay in the bed, eyes open, still alert.
A voice rose up from the other side of the bed. "Akali, thanks for coming and staying with me. No one else-"
The voice was silenced by a finger on the lips as Akali rose up from her spot to look down at Caitlyn. The sheriff's brown hair framed her face, eyes still wider than average, but still more relaxed than Akali had seen in the past few minutes.
This woman was forced to endure so much- kill, hunt, suffer- yet was forced to endure it all alone. Akali had had her mother, the Kinkou, even her fellows in the Triumverate to support her when things got hard. However, Akali marveled Caitlyn had managed to last thus far by herself.
Akali decided to put an end to that. She lowered her face, until their noses were touching and Akali's lips brushed Caitlyn's.
"I'll make sure of it." Akali's face dipped down by a centimeter, and the two shared a sweet kiss. Akali nearly gasped- Caitlyn tasted sweet, like honey.
Akali pulled back, both girls gasping for breath, Caitlyn's eyes wide as saucers.
Akali began to lower herself again. Right before the two met for the second time, she whispered, quietly, but loud enough to be heard by Caitlyn.
"You'll never have to be alone again."
Faces in the Night, pt 2
Caitlyn took a deep breath as the champion beside her, Janna, fell to a tossed shruikan. Turning around, she shot once. The ninja known as Shen deflected the bullet, before beginning to run towards her.
Caitlyn reloaded quickly, snapping a special armor-piercing bullet into place. Her next shot snapped right through Shen's shield, as well as several trees, before stopping its flight in an old oak stronger than most. Shen gave a loud death-cry, toppling over to lie on the ground next to his Nexus.
Why am I here anyways?, Caitlyn thought to herself. And why am I fighting-
Speaking of the devil, Ezreal behind her gurgled in pain as Akali suddenly appeared behind him, flourishing her Kamas before disappearing into the veil of smoke that forever obscured her from view. He found himself looking down as a kama sprouted out of his chest, before being violently ripped out in a massive spray of blood. He fell backwards, a pool of blood spreading beneath him within seconds.
Caitlyn ducked as another shruikan flew towards her, taking off her beloved hat. Narrowing her eyes at the nimble Yordle that just wouldn't stop throwing them at her, Caitlyn snapped two bullets into the slot of her rifle.
Her first shot ripped the next shruikan already flying towards her into tiny pieces.
Her second found its home in Kennan's brain, the Yordle flipping backwards with the force of the shot.
Caitlyn looked to the right. Akali was there, whipping her Kamas to clean them of Ezreal's blood. No, Caitlyn thought: I can't do this.
Piltover had won over 40 of its last 50 games. It had gained exclusive trading rights with Freljord as a result, as well as destroyed Zaun's champions to stop their strong development near the Piltoverian border. It had also claimed three 20 ton mineral deposits on the Demacian border. The result was a much more powerful Piltover, rapidly zoning out Zaun and other city states in prestige, power, wealth, and technology.
The Kinkou order was dedicated to balance. It saw the extraordinary rise of Piltover as unnatural, disrupting the natural balance of power between the city-states. In order to restore balance to the city-states of Valoran, the Triumvirate had decided to challange Piltover to a match, which would determine the fate of the decisions of the past 50 matches.
Caitlyn had been chosen to represent her city-state on the Twisted Treeline, forever dreading the inevitable fact- she would have to fight Akali sometime on the Fields of Justice. And it appeared that now, that time had come....
Akali froze as she saw the last person standing on the enemy team. Caitlyn.... Her summoner, one of the most experienced of the Kinkou, ordered her forwards to kill the Sheriff. Akali hesitated.
Her summoner ordered her forwards again, a little stronger this time. I... I can't. Not to Caitlyn, came Akali's response.
Her summoner responded by taking direct control of her body. Fighting the control with all her will, Akali still couldn't stop her body from moving forwards. She just hoped that the slow, jerky steps would give Caitlyn a chance, and the right message.
Caitlyn froze as she saw Akali hesitate for a moment, then start walking towards her slowly. She clutched her rifle tightly, yet didn't shoot.
Shoot Akali! her summoner screetched in her mind.
I can't, came Caitlyn's response.
Dammit, this match is too important. Assuming direct control. Her summoner said.
Caitlyn fought, and she maintained control of her body. Her summoner was not as experienced as Akali's and as a result, couldn't take control from the Sheriff.
Akali was right in front of her, beginning to raise her Kama. Caitlyn saw the look of despair on her face, and knew that she was doing this against her will. Her resolve hardened, yet her very body, and half of her mind was fighting her, Caitlyn slowly spread her arms and closed her eyes. It took every bit of concentration to maintain control of her body, any distraction would-
Caitlyn's eyes opened in pain as she looked down. Akali's face was now desperate as she stared at Caitlyn's shoulder in horror, her Kama embedded in it. Her summoner forced her next attack- to pull the Kama out violently. A fountain of blood spurted out of Caitlyn's left shoulder.
The pain was enough to break Caitlyn's concentration for an instant, and suddenly, she found her right arm raising against her own will. The finger pulled.
Akali now looked in shock at her chest. Blood started to seep through the massive bullet hole, perfectly aimed at her heart. Her summoner, now knowing that the situation was helpless, relinquished control, and Akali, barely able to control her fall, fell on her knees in front of the Sheriff. Her lips moved slightly, but Caitlyn was barely able to make out one word, whispered out.
With that, Akali's head slumped forwards, and her body slumped forwards into Caitlyn's arm.
Caitlyn was desperately screaming, "Akali! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to- please talk! Say something!" She shook the body of the woman in front of her. "I.. I didn't mean to!"
But Akali was already gone.
Her will crushed, Caitlyn hollowly stood up. With nothing fighting him now, the summoner simply forced Caitlyn's hand up, and shot one perfectly aimed bullet. It pierced the power crystal powering the enemy nexus, causing it to explode in a massive spray of purple crystals and aged stone. Caitlyn was immediately transported back to the place where she was before the match- her room.
It was dark, as the match had been one of the latest of the day. It was now night- a new moon. There was no light in the room, nor did Caitlyn bother to turn one on, as she fell to her knees, sobbing in grief.
Suddenly, Akali appeared, still with a bloodly wound on top of her heart. She started walking forwards, but this time her face was angry, full of deadly determination. "You killed me," she said, eyes flashing with steely rage.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean-" Caitlyn stammered out, before Akali interrupted.
"You lost control. You killed me. And you will pay, Murdress," Akali ground out, eyes filled with anger.
"Murdress" echoed all of the others that had suddenly appeared in front of her. Caitlyn looked forwards in despair. There was Jeremiah Cid, who demanded retribution for his father's death. That was Harvey Kent, murdered by the mysterious C Caitlyn had yet to catch. There was the face of Gabriel Hanson, who'd pulled a cutlass on her while in a drunken stupor- the bullet wound still in his forehead. They, as well as countless others, paraded before the terrified Sheriff, each one muttering towards her, torturing her, accusing her. And bringing up the rear, Akali stooped down again, Caitlyn shirking away from her touch, curling up in a small ball amid the chorus that rose up around her- "You killed my father!" "You couldn't catch him..." "I was drunk, dammit!" "Why... why me?" "You weren't strong enough...." Wallowing in her own despair, only hearing the voices in her head, Caitlyn never heard the quiet click coming from the front of her room.
Akali came forwards, Kamas now in her hands. Shirking away from the ninja with a quiet squeak, Caitlyn tucked her head in between her knees. She was surprised to feel a touch on the side of her head, gently guiding her to look up, into Akali's sorrowful brown eyes.
"I'm sorry!" Caitlyn sobbed. "I didn't mean to-" Caitlyn's outburst was silenced by a silent finger on her lips.
Akali looked down, then spoke in disgust. "I know." The ninja shook her head. "You fought, while I didn't. I wasn't strong enough to fight my summoner." It was clear that Akali's disgust was aimed at herself.
Caitlyn looked around. The other ghosts in her room had faded back into the walls with the real Akali's presence. Caitlyn rushed forwards and embraced Akali, tears wetting both of their necks as they trickled down from red eyes.
"I'm sorry" Caitlyn whispered into Akali's right ear. "Forgive me?"
"Already done," Akali whsipered back. She could feel Caitlyn's smile on her cheek. "I didn't hurt you did I?"
"No," Caitlyn responded, rolling her left shoulder. "It's all good." She could feel Akali's smile on her cheek as well. "That's good," came the reply.
The two women slowly let go of each other. Akali turned away towards the door, beginning to take a few steps away. But suddenly there were two Akalis- one stepping towards the door, and the other beginning to meld from the wall. "Stop!" snapped the panicked Caitlyn. Akali turned around in surprise, walking towards the Sheriff. Every step the real Akali took, the ghost Akali melded more into the wall, before Akali reached Caitlyn, and the ghost disappeared.
"They're still here, aren't they..." Akali murmured, seeing Caitlyn calm the moment Akali reached her. Caitlyn simply nodded in response, tentatively reaching out a hand to touch Akali's face, making sure it was real.
Akali grasped Caitlyn's hand tightly, knowing her need for contact. "Don't worry, I'm here.," Akali whispered. The ninja remembered her motif- Do that which must be done, and suddenly knew exactly what she needed to do.
Taking Caitlyn by surprise, Akali suddenly pulled her down onto the bed.
She would spend the night there, making sure Caitlyn knew she was there, now-