Forbidden

Chapter Three

Left on a cliff hanger, (; It's a good one though. I made Garen more playful in this version, just because in all the fanfics I've read, he's been the serious one. So, I decided Kat would be shyer, more deadly and ruthful. :D I hope you guys enjoy it because I sure am (;

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Chapter 3:

Garen sat on the edge of his bed, staring into his wall. He'd been sitting that way for the longest time, thinking about what Katarina had told him. It had taken a lot to get it out of her: coaxing and more arguing and obviously pinning her down and forcing her. But, he saw it this way: it was his way or the highway. She was in his home: she had tried to assassinate him, so he had every right to keep her here and make her tell him what was going on. After all, that was their deal: Katarina tell him everything in exchange for him not turning her over to Demacian authorities, and if he found out that she was lying, he had permission to bring her to Prince Jarvan himself. That idea, in all, scared Katarina into telling him everything.

So, Swain was behind the war. This didn't surprise Garen in the least. He had been taunting and tormenting the Kings of Demacia for years, threatening war and hostility if they didn't cooperate. However, their mistake was they didn't take him seriously. Now, Swain had taken Katarina's family, along with every other assassin's, families and forced them to do whatever he wished for them to do and threatened to kill their families if they didn't comply. Garen finally turned back to gaze at her sleeping figure on his bed, a tingle in his heart.

Not only did Garen feel for Katarina, he understood her now. After their first encounter, he knew something was toying with her, making her suffer somewhere inside. But, he knew there was a killer instinct inside of her somewhere, and someone or something had drawn it out. Now, she was just desperate, trying to save her family. But, she didn't know how without Swain reaching his breaking point and executing her family. There was something odd, though, about how Katarina explained it: she didn't cry. Not only single tear was shed.

When she was sleeping, she looked innocent, breakable. Garen almost wanted to touch her, just to see if she would jump up and try to attack him. He'd never met a worthier opponent, but he knew that in time, he would have to return her to Swain or else he would become suspicious. With grief, Garen stood. He knew he had to see Jarvan at once; he was his best friend, and Jarvan tended to see more sense than his father. Before he knew it, though, there came a soft knock at his door. Immediately, with fear, he looked up, preparing to defend Katarina. But, like clockwork, his best friend entered and gently closed the door.

"Your parents are asleep, don't worry," he whispered, and took off his black cloak. Jarvan had a tendency to do so people wouldn't spot him wandering around Demacia during the night. He liked his private life a little too much… "So, this is her?"

Garen looked back to Katarina and nodded. "Yes, this is her."

"She doesn't look like a killer," Jarvan noted and sat down in the chair Katarina had been in not an hour ago. Garen nodded and sighed. "What did you find out?"

"Swain is behind it all," he answered softly. Jarvan nodded. "He's taking their families and making them do what he wants or threatens to execute them if they don't succeed."

"How evil is that?" Jarvan shook his head in disgust.

"But, there's something about her, Jarvan. She's not just killing because of her family. She's driven by something else, but I'm not sure what it is," he explained as Katarina rolled over, her red hair falling gracefully in a pool around her.

"I know," Jarvan said and stared hardly at her. "I find it hard to believe that the lead General of the Noxian army's daughter wouldn't be. But, that's no reason for us to judge her differently, Garen. Anyway, I've made my decision about the raid of Noxus." Garen looked down at his best friend in interest. "You won't be going."