Forbidden

Chapter 16

Hey there! ;) What's going on, avid readers? I got some things to cover before you read the infamous Chapter 16. Numero uno: I intended to make Karthus a little British (; If you know Basil from Redwall, that's who I mirrored him from. Numero Dose: I don't know where this story will go. Honestly that's what I'm really worried about. So, unless you guys give me some good ideas, I'll keep using my imagination! (; last one… thank you all. You're wonderful. (: Keep reading and reviewing guys! :p

Chapter 16:

"Do we have progress?" Swain demanded from his right-hand Captain Ryder.

Ryder stood with his hands behind his back. "Sir, we have tracked the shadows to Demacia."

"Demacia? I knew it. Have they been released?"

"Yes sir," Ryder answered. "The Might of Demacia has been cursed. This statement came directly from Ms. LeBlanc, sir."

"Good," Swain nodded. For a moment, the room was still and silent. The air was so unmoving; you wouldn't be able to hear a pin hit the floor before it even dropped. That was until Swain spoke, "How long do we have, Captain?"

"Approximately six days, sir," Ryder replied and raised his chin.

Swain nodded once more, deep in thought. "Reach out to our allies in the Netherworld. If they have warriors, have them report to me directly."

"Permission to speak, sir."

"Granted," Swain said and raised his chin to see what the best Captain of army wanted to tell him.

"Demacia has allies in Frejord and Piltover. I propose we attempt to seize these city-states before we attack Demacia. It would weaken them greatly," Ryder proposed.

Swain took the offer into consideration for a brief moment, playing various battles through his head. The outcome was always good in their favor. "It would prove useful as a diversionary tactic. However, you do realize Demacia will come to their aide the moment they hear they're under attack."

"We will infiltrate and cut-off their communicates, sir," Ryder replied, anticipation of bloodshed shining in his golden eyes.

"I don't have men to waste, Captain. Do not make a fool of me," Swain told him and clasped his hands.

"I will not, sir. Thank you," Ryder bowed his head and then turned on his heel to leave the room. As soon as Swain heard the door close behind the Captain, he leaned toward the bird perched on his shoulder.

"Make a quick scout of Frejord then double back to Captain Ryder. I'm not entirely sure if I trust his decision," Swain told the bird.

Garen pressed his lips together as Lux bit into her sandwich. She had just finished telling him about how Talon and her had been spending a lot of time together. Except, they didn't talk about battle or magic. Instead, they were focused on the future of Valoran. In Garen's opinion, Lux shouldn't even be discussing such philosophical views with someone from Noxus. But then again… how hypocritical of him would that be?

"What do you think?" she asked, the same eyes Garen had looking deep into his soul.

Garen was caught between his instinct as her older brother and an incredibly deep understanding. "I think that Talon is a good man."

"That didn't answer my question," she said.

"Fine. I think you should do what makes you happy," he told her.

"So… if that's being with Talon?"

Garen gritted his teeth. "Yes."

"It's no different from your relationship with Katarina," Lux pointed out, shaking her finger at her older brother.