Trev Champion Idea

LORE “Trev, get up I have to take you somewhere safe.” Trevor woke up and went to his father, it was dark, he couldn’t see right but his father’s shadow was very apparent. He gripped his father's’ hand tightly as they jogged out of their marble home and into the streets. It was the middle of the night, cold and the air was thick with an icy fog that almost seemed un-natural. “Father, where are we going?” His father didn’t answer as they quickly left the gates of the Demacian Capital and joined a caravan. The caravan was a dimly- lit chariot pulled by a small metallic horse. The eyes glowed a bright red as they fled past the rural cities of Demacia. A soldier was inside the chariot sitting next to Trevors father. “Father, who is that man?” The man looked into Trevor’s eyes with a bloodlust Trevor has never seen before. “Father, he is scaring me. Who is he?” Trevors father chuckled and fell asleep. The soldier stopped looking at Trevor and looked out of the chariot to make sure they were not followed. The Soldier reached into a cubby that was above him and gave Trevor a pillow. Trevor laid down on the cold surface of the chariot and went to sleep. Trevor awoke to a cell, not a normal jail cell for this one had a bed, only walls, there was no door. Trevors father walked in from a hidden door to the right of his bed. “Good morning Trev, come with me I have something for you to do.” Trevor followed his father, holding onto his hand and moving up metal stairs. They came to a thick steel door and opened it. Vials and hextech were scattered upon the floor, a desk in the middle of machines and medical equipment with a chair hidden behind it. Trevor’s father put his hand on the desk, gesturing for Trevor to go on top of it. Trevor climbed on top of it. “Father, where is mother? What is this place? Why have you kept this a secret from us?” “Please lie down Trev.” Trevor lied down on the steel table. His father put a mask over his face and Trevor quickly went to sleep. He awoke to his new bed in his cell. He was strapped into it, his arms and legs were buckled down to the frame of the steel bed frame. “Please do not move Trev, you are still recovering, I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.” Trev was confused by what his father was saying and looked around. There was nobody, but the voice was coming from somewhere and it was his father. Trev couldn’t feel his hands, when he tried to move them he also tried to pick up his arm. A sharp pain was felt through his arm. He looked down and saw a thin yellow glow coming from a bandage that wrapped his arm. the bandage had blood dripping through the bottom of it. he looked down to see that his whole body was covered in bandages and he could feel a thick wetness behind him. The yellow glow was only maybe an inch thin except for one part in his chest, exactly where his heart is.

“Trev, stop moving you are making it hard to make adjustments.”

Trev was on his father’s table, his robotic hands were being poked and prodded by his father “Move your hand over let me see your palm” “You took my palm away from me father.” “Oh shut up you fool, you know what I mean so stop wasting our time.” His father pulled his hand back to where Trev had his palm facing up. The yellow glow in his palm, that he had become far too annoyed with, had shined into his father’s eyes. His father had unscrewed some screws in his hand and taken off the initial shell. The wiring underneath had been kept tidy and had been attached to the top his hand. His father pulled wires out and had been replacing them with new ones that looked different. His father put in a wire and then put the shell back on and screwed it back in. Trev opened his hand a bit more and a small circle lifted off of his palm with a yellow outline and a deep darkness in the middle surrounded by the outline. “Finally, yes. This is perfect. Tomorrow I will complete your shell” “Complete my shell? What do you mean father?” “Stop calling me that!” “Calling you what?” “Father.” “But, why?” “Because I am not your father.” A pixelated shroud lifted off the metallic being underneath. With crazed hair and a metallic body and face finally shown. “Tomorrow you will be complete at one of my final projects. Tomorrow you will shed your thin layer of skin and be gifted with a thick layer of steel.” The man brought Trev back to his cell and closed and locked the door. Trev had to leave but how? The doors were locked there’s seemingly no vents and there’s no way out. He looked at his palms and opened his palm, maybe the thing he conjured could tell him a secret. He conjured it again, this time with both hands, making it bigger. He learned that the image it projects can be widened with his hands and his thoughts. He was projecting it and tried to move the image to the wall so he would be able to read if something was written inside the image. He moved it over to the door and looked closely. Nothing but a black abyss, the darkness almost made the door look hollow. He moved closer and realized that the yellow outline was not touching the shimmering black that was behind it. He put his hand threw and waved it around, seemingly there was nothing, he put on of his legs in and he could feel ground on the other side. He walked through it to be welcomed by the familiar sight of the stairs he would climb daily for 13 years. He looked behind and the images that he created disappeared. He walked quietly up the stairs and was careful to see if the scientist was there. The scientist was walking down another flight of stairs that end at the beginning of the stairs to get to Trevs cell. Trev knew what he had to do, he started sprinting towards the front door, the scientist stood there shocked for a moment and ran after him. Once at the door Trev opened another portal to the outside world. It closed immediately behind him. He started sprinting more and more down a crowded street. The air smells of technology and smog. Trev looked around, the scientist quickly running towards him. He ran into an alley with a dead end, a thick brown wall stood in front of him. He opened another portal to the other side and moved through it. He sat down on the ground with his back on the wall. He could hear the scientists heavy footsteps running into the alley way. The scientist scoured through trash and no trace of Trev. “Trev, if you’re here... You must come back to me. You are not fully finished yet. If you leave, I WILL. Find. You.” Trev breathed silently until he could hear the scientists footsteps grow faint. He started breathing heavily after and tried to get up but his legs were not strong enough. He collapsed over and put his hands on the ground. He started to gag until eventually he coughed up blood. The blood splashed onto the ground, his arms gave way and he passed out in the pool of his own blood. He awoke to a grey sunrise, quickly got up and started to walk around this strange city. The only thing he knew for 13 years was a completely white room and the touch of a cold steel table. He stood up looked at his hands and body to make sure everything was still there. He quickly realised, he needs clothes. Walking around a city only in underwear and looking like a sophisticated hextech experiment would not work. The alley way was built out to the street, after walking a few feet to the exit he looked around and saw a bustling city with many people walking up and down the streets. He walked down the street looking for a market place and stores where he could get food and some warm clothes. He eventually came up to a very small clothe shop, he walked in and shut the door behind him. “Out! No gold, no clothes! GET OUT!” A small man walked up to him and started shoving him out of the door. “Please, I just need to find clothes give me your cheapest pair that fit and I will leave. Please!” Trev begged and begged but the shopkeeper still shoved him back out the door. Trev sat on the ground outside of the shop and got an idea. He stood up, walked to the back of the shop and opened a portal. He was assuming that most of the clothes would be in the back, in storage. He walked through the portal and found very bland looking clothes that were baggy and made with itchy cotton. He found a shirt that was the least itchiest and suited him the most and found a pair of pants that would fit. He opened another portal and walked out of the store.

The walls were thick. The touch of steel is something he knows too well. He opened another portal to the outside and walked through. He looked behind him. He followed the outside of the wall until he came across to the gates. He walked up to the gates and found a road, hoping that it will lead him back to his home in Demacia. He walked for miles it seemed until a caravan going the same way stopped. “Hey, kid, Where you goin?” The man leading the caravan said “Demacia.” The man looked Trev up and down, He walked around him. “Can I see your hands?” Trev nodded, the man grabbed his arm and looked at his hands. Observing every detail, He let go, not really understanding the technology. “You good with weapons?” “Why do you need to know? I just want to get home sir.” The man started to caress his chin. “I’ll take you to demacia, so long as you join me and my caravan in a couple of trips.” Trev started walking back down the road. The man stopped him again. “It pays too, every deal I’ll give you a bit of gold?” Trev stopped and looked the man in the eyes. “I’ve never held a weapon, I wouldn’t do you much good.” “I’ll teach you kid.” A average pitched voice said from inside one of the chariots. “I’ll teach him Frelick” the voice said again. A woman got out of her wagon. “He looks trainable, the yellow... Uhhh... Whatever that is, on his bones look concerning but if he can move, I can teach him on the road.” Frelick looked at Trev again and then looked at the woman. “If we get another guard in this caravan, that’s all I care about. Teach him if you want Analynne.” Frelick started to walk back to his chariot. “What’s your name kid?” Analynne asked. “Trev.” “Ever wield a scythe before?” “No.” “Well, I’m a Dervish mercenary, I’ll teach you how to wield one, and you’ll be damn good at it if I’m teaching you.” “Ok.” “What’s wrong kid? Cat got your tongue?” “No, I don’t know what to say.” “Mm.. Alright then, Hop in. I’ll get you situated, the training starts tomorrow and then Demacia here we go.”

Extended Lore Trev woke up, Analynne said that they were stopping just outside of bandle city so they could get a ship to Bilgewater. After traveling to Piltover, Trev just started to understand his abilities and how to use a scythe. The caravan was traveling most part of the world, but was trying to avoid Noxus. Bandle city was in sight but they had to stop to oil the wheels. “You ever been to Bandle city Trev?” Analynne said Trev shook his head and started to get out of the wagon. Analynne got up and started to sharpen her scythe. “Remember Trev don’t go too far off, we won’t train today but when we get into bandle city you’ll have to sharpen your scythe and then we’ll go in and repair the handle, probably with metal this time, the wood was too weak to block any of my attacks.” Trev nodded. “Thank you Analynne.” Analynne smiled and nodded. “Don’t worry about it kid.” Trev got out of the wagon and started to walk around the caravan to see his friend. The small yordle that he began a friendship with was one of the first people to welcome him to the caravan. She asked if he knew how to use a hammer and suggested that maybe he try out her hammer. He did but he didn’t like it, he never wielded a weapon before and at that time still haven’t touched a scythe. Even though the scythe was long and hard to handle, he liked it and through training is now getting pretty swift with it. “Hey trev” a small yordle voice came from behind him.” “Hey poppy, what were you doing?” “I was just picking up berries. Yordle land has the best berries I’ve ever tasted. What brought you to my wagon?” Trev shrugged. “Just some downtime, so i thought I should come over here.” Poppy smiled and walked past him and into her wagon. She put the berries away and reached for her hammer. “Oh no, I can’t spar...” Trev chuckled “Analynne broke the handle of my scythe teaching me how to block with it. I really shouldn’t have made the handle just out of wood...” “No trev, it’s ok there was no metal around and I’m sure Analynne hasn’t taught you how to blacksmith.” “She hasn’t, I don’t think she knows how. Blacksmith is Dyran right?” Poppy nodded and got out of her wagon. “Trev have you ever seen a Yordle before me?” Trev shook his head. “Why not? You look like through your life you would’ve seen at least one or two.” Poppy asked “I wasn’t really the adventurer. I never really left my... Home. What brings this up?” “Well whenever you see me you just kinda look curious whenever you see me, but then again you have the same look whenever you see a different kind of tree.” Poppy laughed awkwardly and then sat down. “Have you ever seen those trees before?” Trev shook his head. “I have seen little of Runeterra Poppy.” “Why?” Poppy asked with a slight whisper “I’ve been locked in a cage my whole life. I was being experimented on in Zaun... Did you not see my robotic hands and hextech bones poking through my skin?” Poppy looked him over and grabbed his hand. She turned it around and set it down. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know.” Trev shrugged. “What happened... I just want to see my family in demacia again.” A horn blew at the front of the caravan. Trev got up and started to walk back to his Wagon. “I’ll see you at Bandle City Poppy.” “Yea you too Trev! See you there!” Trev got back into his wagon and layed on his bed. Analynne was sleeping in her bed with her scythe hooked on the wall next to her bed. Trev closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Trev could see it. The Marbled gates of the Demacian capital. Trev sat on the edge of his bed. Analynne was sleeping but her eyes started to open slowly. “Morning Analynne.” Analynne opened her eyes and started to rub them. “You’re up early.” Analynne said “I didn’t want to miss the gates. This all feels like a dream, I never thought I would see this place ever again.” The wagon had started to go through the gates after a quick search from the guards. Trev could feel the ground, it felt the same as all of those years ago. The cold marble that he so fondly remembered was the best feeling he had ever felt. The wagon stopped at the marketplace. Trev picked up his scythe and holstered it on his back. He left the wagon with a bag of his clothes he had been buying from all over Runeterra. He stepped off the wagon and went down. He looked back at Analynne. She had been stretching and was walking over to the end of the Wagon to close the door so she could change. “Analynne... This is my last stop. Thank you.” “No problem kid, now get out of here before I start to tear up.” Trev chuckled and Analynne closed the door. Trev was walking to the front of the caravan, he saw Frelick talking to one of the shopkeepers. Trev went behind him and poked his shoulder. “Give me a minute Trev.” “I just wanted to say thanks for the ride home Frelick.” Frelick nodded and shooed him away. Trev walked away from him and went back down the caravan to say bye to Poppy. “Trev!” A familiar voice came from his right, he turned to see the small Yordle looking up at him. “So this is it huh? This is where you’re getting off?” Trev nodded at his friend. “Do you still want me to write to you after you find your parents?” Trev nodded again and had a smirk on his face. “I hope you find that hero you’ve been looking for Poppy. If you ever need me you know I’ll be here.” Poppy nodded and walked back to her Wagon. Trev sighed and started to walk into the marketplace. Before he was taken away he remembered his mom walking out with him to get fresh cuts of meat and to buy his father new metal for his armor. His father had been one of the best armorers in the capital. Trev would watch him as he would strike down a new piece of equipment. Trev always loved seeing the flash of fire and spark as the hammer hit the armor. His house wasn’t far away, but he was worried about his parents moving out of it, it had been 13 almost 14 years of not seeing them. He was anxious about how they would react what they would do. His feet hit the first step leading up to his house. There were only three but it felt like a familiar mountain when walking up them. He knocked on the door and a short woman came to the door. “Yes? Hello?” The woman said. “Hello I was wondering if you knew a Margy Melfix per chance?” The woman nodded. “Speaking.” Trev started to tear up. “Mom?” Margy’s eyes looked confused and looked at his face more. Trev’s face being almost entirely scarred from experimentation, Margy could not figure out who this man was. Then, she looked into his eyes. The golden eyes that shined like the brightest sunset she had ever seen. There was only one pair she could remember ever seeing, and it was her baby boys. Her eyes started to swell and tears started to stream down her face. Trev embraced her as she gripped her son tightly. “Troie come down here! It’s our son!” Trev heard a loud thud and then footsteps coming from up stairs. “Margy, Trevor is gone do we need to see the doctor aga-” Trevs father saw him and his teary eyes. Troie dropped the blacksmithing hammer he had in his right hand and ran to embrace both of them. Having seen the younger version for 13 years, Trev had noticed his father had more gray hairs and gained a bit of weight. His mother looked almost exactly the same except now she has a glass eye that sometimes looks too far right. They had invited Trev to stay there with them for until he finds a steady job, Trev happily obliged and went into his old room. Everything was still there, his old bed his old clothes even his old rocking chair that his father would use to read him tall tales.

After a few months, Trev couldn’t find a job, the hextech in his bones made everyone too scared of him and his scarred face made the guards nervous whenever he was around. One day he came home to an awkwardly lanky man sitting on his living room couch drinking tea with his mother and father. “Ah, Trev, I have heard so much about you, your story is impeccable. Your mother and father told me everything that happened to you.” “Thank you.’ Trev had resolve in his voice and confidence but he was still confused as to why this man was here. “I come from the royal family, I am a personal advisor to Jarvan the IV. Your mother and father are always welcome to our balls and galas. A peculiar story came from their lips last night in our king’s last ball. I was interested, having eavesdropped most of the story I wanted to know more. So I went up to them and spoke to them, after hearing the rest of your story, I am honored to be a guest of yours, I can not imagine the hardships you must’ve went through.” Trev Nodded and sat down with his parents. “I have a possible job for you however.” Trev noticed his father’s hands gripped his mother’s thigh a bit tighter. “Have you heard of the League of Legends Trevor?” Trev shook his head. “It is where champions from all of the nations battle it out instead of having full armies to attack each other. All military disputes are solved on the fields of justice. I have spoken to Jarvan, and he said to speak to you about becoming a Champion.”

INTERACTIONS: Movement “I’ll be there in no time.” “Wait, Gotta put down my portal” “Hold up, I can get there faster with portals” “On my way” “Be there soon” “No matter what obstacle, I’ll be there at the same time.” Items: Trinity Force “Oh they’re gonna feel the pain.” Bloodthirster “Finally, something to keep me going.” “Damage comin up!” Manamune “Oh once this thing is charged...” Muramune “Finally!” “Here I come” Essence Reaver “Please give me mana” “Isn’t 2 scythes kinda pointless?” Ionian boots “Ohh sandals, exciting.”

Champions: Akali “You get 2 scythes?!” “Ha, size matters.” Bard “I like this guy” “My type of guy” Blitzcrank: “Sorry man, he has a new favorite.” “I know how you feel.” “Are you who I could’ve looked like?” “Come on big guy, keep up.” “So I guess technically I’m your brother?” Cassiopeia “I was changed forever too.” “I hate snakes.” Dr. Mundo “Hey look, I’m over here! Now I’m over here, now here!” Ekko “I think I know where you got your outfit.” “Time travel would’ve been fun.” “Heyyyy why is his image permanent?” Heimerdinger “Too small” Katarina “Ohhhh, nice portals.” “That color doesn’t suit you.” Poppy “Nice to see you again!” “Just like sparring” Urgot “Atleast you were dead when he experimented on you.” “Fat, ugly and slow?” Viktor “Hello again father...” “Never found me did you?” “Why me?!” “I should’ve killed you.” “Never thought I would have to see you again.” “13 years together and still no hug?” “Fight me, 1v1 right now.” Zed “No, please no.” “Shadows are scary”

Trev is an ADC that relies mostly on his burst and fast movement to deal damage, Late game he can be devastating but is very weak early game due to his small lifepool, extreme mana costs and his passive not yet doing the damage it can.

Attack Power- 7 Defense power- 2 Ability Power- 4 Statistics Health 475-1753 Attack damage 65-124 Health Regen 13-22 Attack speed .455 Mana 412-1400 Armor 21.3-73.2 Mana regen 10-26 Magic Resist 30 Melee Move speed 345 PASSIVE Every time Trev moves through a portal, He gains bonus attack damage on his next spell or basic attack. 4 second buff 7 second C/D. 20% bonus AD levels 1-5 40% bonus AD levels 5-9 60% bonus AD levels 10-14 80% bonus AD levels 15-18

Q A medium range line skillshot and movement ability, Trev moves through a portal after a .7 second delay instantly teleports to the end of the portal while a Image based off his movespeed goes between portals and attacks all enemies near it. (Can Crit) (At all levels his image moves 20% faster than he does, but he instantly teleports) 1- 50 bonus magic damage and 25% AD for all enemies near the image. 10 second C/D 80m 2- 50 bonus magic damage and 50% AD for all enemies near the image. 9.5 second C/D 90m 3- 50 bonus magic damage and 75% AD for all enemies near the image. 9 second C/D 100m 4- 50 bonus magic damage and 100% AD for all enemies near the image. 8.5 second C/D 110m 5- 50 bonus magic damage and 125% AD for all enemies near the image. 8 second C/D 120m

W Trev places a portal near him and near an area, Trev deals damage every .2 seconds in that area for 1 second. Trev can be targeted by AoE stuns while dealing the damage, and after a 1.2 second delay he will pop back up through his portal. Cooldown starts after he arrives back at the original portal. Circle skill shot 1- TOTAL physical damage 120 and 100% AD 6 second cooldown 50m 2- TOTAL physical damage 180 and 100% AD 6 second cooldown 50m 3- TOTAL physical damage 240 and 100% AD 6 second cooldown 50m 4- TOTAL physical damage 300 and 100% AD 6 second cooldown 50m 5- TOTAL physical damage 360 and 100% AD 6 second cooldown 50m

E Trev places a portal underneath himself and a portal above an enemy, leaping through and slashing the champion with his scythe stunning them for 1 second and dealing damage then returning to the portal that was underneath him small circle skillshot that prioritizes champions. 1- 100 Magic damage and 20% AD 12 second cooldown 100m 2- 110 Magic damage and 30% AD 12 second cooldown 100m 3- 120 Magic damage and 40% AD 12 second cooldown 100m 4- 130 Magic damage and 50% AD 12 second cooldown 100m 5- 140 Magic damage and 60% AD 12 second cooldown 100m

R Trev places portals underneath the feet of the 2 first enemies hit (includes creeps) Trev teleports them back to where he is and deals damage based on his AD until they move far enough apart. dealing damage every .2 seconds, alternating each champion (So a single champion will be hit every .4 seconds) 1- 30 Bonus physical damage and 10% AD each hit 120 second cooldown 175m 2- 50 Bonus physical damage and 20% AD each hit 120 second cooldown 175m 3- 70 bonus physical damage and 30% AD each hit 120 second cooldown 175m

I worked really hard on this over the months and have been making tweaks here and there so if something seems wrong, OP, confusing I will change it.