Knife To Meet You ( A League Of Legends Garen x Katarina Fanfic)

Field Trip

Katarina groaned as she stretched her arms waking up again from the secluded stone slabs that were her bed and rubbed her eyes.

She was met with an open cell door and a pair of shoes. They weren't her shoes though. They were thick brown boots that were difficult to move around with. She got up and washed her face by the tap, then curiously wandered out her cell.

She put on the boots. "Humph. Not my best style." She thought to herself. She then looked around. At her left-hand side there was an arrow that led up to a door.
She cautiously walked up to the door.

Her energy was drained from not exercising for the days she was in detainment. She was still the expert blood-hair assassin, just not as strong. The environment of Demacia haunted her. She preferred the violence of Noxus. It gave her the power and confidence she need to cut her victim's. She always enjoyed watching Draven's executions from the rooftops. She even longed to use a radical weapon like that. He dissected his victims with ease like that. But she knew only someone with that skill had to be born with it.

As she walked through the designated door, it revealed her precious blades. She immediately plucked them from the cobblestone floor without hesitating.

Nothing happened. She similed. Not even a single trap. She thought Garen might have let her go. That thought recanted when she continued walking down the dark corridor to discover an open door to find Garen, in full armour, his longsword slung onto his shoulder, next to two horses.

"Come on, we're going somewhere." Garen said, happy to know Katarina had enough intuition to follow his little path out the back of the prison.

Katarina smirked menacingly. "So Garen Crownguard, is this another thing you do thing you do with prisoners?"

Garen grunted with a tad of annoyance. He knew what he was in for when he decided to go on this escapade.

Katarina walked up to one of the horses and mantled herself opon it. She knew she could escape with ease. Garen knew that too.
But with curiosity getting the best of her, she said; "So where are we going?"

Garen's face lit up. He smiled and quickly mounted up. "A place," he said. "Just follow me."
Katarina just let her mind wonder off just what Garen Crownguard was up to as the rode off into the forest, covered by the morning sun.