Fan Art + Fan Fic! Defeated Irelia Nightblade : Shattered Blood (repost)
It is a repost cause removed from the other room of topic they told me here so i repost here. Thank to FSRER from EUNE for his comment, i m glad you liked it.
Hello People, i posted this on the EU one but didnt get much feed back, so i try my luck here, i hope you will enjoy it, i m commissionning another big art , i will post it too once released
After long time of waiting, commissionned to a drawer, i finaly get the fan art that i wanted. And i wrote a little fan fic about it. Note that english is not my root langage, so i apologize if you find any grammare mistakes, i tried to do my best to express my narrativ with my knowledge and google translation.
The fan art is from pellichi. check her work here
https://pellichi.fr/portfolio_prev/
And here my little fan fiction, i hope you ll like it. I tried to do my best, tell me your thought about it.
The acrids smells coming from smokes were mixed to the dismal ones coming from iron and blood, under a glowing dawn enlighting the battlefield. Irelia was struggling to moving forward, her mind still confused. Her eyes were flamming in a blue shade. She was attempting to back herself in reality, where was she, what time it was? Suddendly a wawe of memories came to her mind. An hard battle where soldier fight each other for longs hours, until the end of the night. And then the pain, of this Noxians Axe, striking her hardly. She stop to walk to take back her breath, trying to over sooth that feeling. Irelia noticed the wound at her shoulder, bleeding, she trying to cover it by putting her right hand on it, while her left hand hold the mask she removed to breath easyer. She remembered, her fury, and her madness. Her blade became tool of slaining, and no one front of her could stop her. To that picture Irelia felt trouble.
“What did I do….?” she said, watching her mask.
Where were the other, why was she alone here and now? A whisper from the heart of the night reached her mind
“They were all Noxians, they all had to die”
“Yes..” Irelia answered, her breath half cut. “They have to die”
“All of them”
“All of … them” she repeated.
She didnt recognize herself, did she really want this? Was it the only way to defend Ionia? And the remembrance of those surrended Noxians soldier came. They were begging for mercy, their entreaty were cut downs by the blades.
“She will kill us” that was Ionian voices, full of fear.
“What did I do” she said again.
“Remember my price Irelia, to defend Ionia….”
“I have to feed you”
She climbed the Mountain where the Night Spirit was known to be in. Was It by despair, or overcofidence? Ionia was in danger, and whatever the cost, she ll do everything to protect the land.
“Lady Xan, you can not.”warned her Master Yi when she reached the feet of the mountain.
“Too many of us are already gone Master Yi, we have no choice”
“This choice of yours will destroy us all”
Those last word resound in her mind, like an unvoidable fate. What kind of madness feel make she think that she could handle this spirit for the sake of Ionia? Was it by pride?, because everyone sat her up as leader, when she just wanted to defend Ionia. Was she too much cofident on her own mystery power?
“Let those weak human on their sad destiny” whispered the Spirit. “ I expected centuries for someone like you, worthy enough to have my power”
“Silence!” shout Irelia.
With light of the sun, she become more able to make its presence tiny, and make it shut for a moment. But at her current stat, it required a lot of focusing . The blue blood on her arm, was an enough warning about the power of the Night Spirit; She maybe wont be able to hold it forever. She started to move forward again. But after few step, she felt another presence behind her. Two shadow shuriken out of nowhere , aimed her. She parry them without turning back, with her down sword who rose up at last moment. A shape took form front of her, and two other shuriken out from it. Irelia parried them again with another blade. The shape become more consistant to let appear the Master of Shadow, Zed.
“I m wondering of what I m impressed the most, your capability to manage the Night Spirit, or your decision to take his power.” said Zed.
Irelia stayed awarness to any other attack of Zed, even she was not in guard posture, her blade floating around her were more than ready.
“This way, is the way of destruction” Answered the blade dancer
“For the weaks, yes, not for us Irelia. “
“We can not master their power, Zed”
“You speak like all those coward dogs! I thought you were better than them”
“I…., I cant handle it, sooner or later, it will control all of me”
Zed look at her accuratly with his red percing eyes, he noticed the blue blood, and got a smile behind his mask.
“Then, let me help you”
“No! I have to take it off , or … die”
“And who will defend Ionia? Those peasant who bring you up as leader?Ahahaha. Come on Irelia, Ionia Need you, as it Need me.”
She moved her blade in a more threatening position.
“That enough Zed, we have to find another way”
Zed streched his right hand, and the other hand removed his mask. Irelia could see for the first time the face unveil of Zed, without the mask his eyes were normal. This gestur surprising her but she remained on guard.
“Once again Irelia, join me, and together lets defend Ionia”
Irelia seems hesitate to his proposal.