Authors notes:

My hobby? RESSURRECTION. I'm well aware that yes, I have not posted for over 4 - 5 months. But I have good reasoning for it; 1. Recently just came back into League of Legends after quite a long break. 2. Replacing my computer, since my old one corrupted. Reinstalling everything took quite a long time. 3. Been studying / on holiday for a bit, added to that I just had my exam period in school. I'll try to become a big more active now that my tasks are done, and I will likely be going back to relook at a few chapters and tweak a few things, in particular chapters 1 & 2. Better late than never right?

The thunder outside roared as though it were pounding and shouting at the windows, desperate to break in. Rain splat against the thick institute walls, not even leaving a scar as the water flowed harmlessly down away from the buildings. The wind spun through the air, wild, ferocious, hectic.

The commotion outside rattled the interior with sounds of dropping water and pounding winds. However, deep in her sleep, the maven of the strings was unable to wake even to such noise. The room in which she slept was hers; it had been hers for a while. A single bedside lamp cast the only light in the room, creating many shadows littered across the floors and the pretty wallpaper. The doors were shut tight, likely locked once or twice. A sudden blast of light flashed across the room from the lightning outside.

Only the loudest of thunders awoke the sleeping Maven. Sona opened one eye warily, as more bolts and cracks of the storm outside sounded. Her hair dropped down from her chest to her sides almost in perfect symmetry to her body. She was facing up, wearing a shorter and more casual version of her normal dress in which she battled in. She sleepily opened her second eye, before gradually ascending to a sitting position. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she looked around.

The room was situated to the east of the Institute of Justice. It had in it everything an average champion needed. There was a single extra bed in the corner, but that was where her friend – Ahri was staying. Ahri was sitting on her own bed, faced away from Sona. Her tails were messy and had collapsed onto the rest of the bed. The fox didn't move; she just sat there, rigid as stone.

Sona tilted her head in confusion. What had happened while she had passed out? Why was her friend like this? The more questions she could think of, the more her head hurt. The maven reached her hand up to rub her forehead, but was startled by a sudden shock of pain surging through her arm. Hastily, she bought the hand down and stared at it, noticing a big red mark on the palm of her hand. The light and perfectly smooth skin was disrupted by this red mark.

Steadily, the maven rose up to stand between the two beds in the room. Ahri had still not moved in all this time. Her tails were still limp, and seemed almost lifeless, casting an eerie feeling over the room. It was late in the institute, most summoners and champions would have gone to sleep by now. The maven's well decorated room wasn't brightly lit either. Sona could feel an eerie aura in the air. Something seemed wrong, terribly wrong.

Reaching her healthy hand out, Sona gently placed the hand on Ahri's shoulder. Her friend still felt warm, so that was a start. Wasting no time, Sona shook her friend very lightly. There was no response. The maven sighed, and began walking across to the other side of the bed.

Suddenly Ahri fell backwards onto her bed, away from Sona. Her face showed a tired expression and her eyes were shut closed. Sona reached down and held up Ahri's healthy hand with her own. A light pulse around the wrist could be felt, gently but weakly beating away inside the fox. She was definitely alive.

The maven sat down on her bed next to her. Silence echoed through the room as Sona thought hard. She was worried that something terribly bad had happened while she had been unconscious. There was nothing really broken in the room, and nothing looked like it had been damaged. Sona turned her head at her friend, still lying on the bed. Firstly, she would have to get her to wake up.

Sona leant over the fox, placing both hands just underneath Ahri's chest. Her marked hand burnt slightly as she pushed against her friend, but Sona didn't care. There were more important things. After a few goes, she picked up the pace, hopeful that pushing air through might get Ahri to wake up.

Sona's hand suddenly ached with pain, causing her to slip and collapse onto Ahri's chest. Sona stretched her arms out in surprise to catch herself in the fall, sending yet another surge of pain up her arm but stopping herself fast enough so that her face barely touched Ahri's. Sona breathed heavily. The sudden change in position and pain was very shocking. Her legs wrapped around those of Ahri, while their chests gently touched each other. The situation suddenly seemed very awkward.

Reminding herself repeatedly that Ahri was asleep, Sona blushed. The two girls' noses touched at the tip, while their mouths were inches away from each other. Sona had indeed developed feelings for Ahri. In fact, those feelings had increased quite a lot during the past days, causing the creation of odd fantasies inside the maven's head. Speaking of fantasies, an idea dropped into Sona's head that may well be better than merely pushing against Ahri's chest.

As her pulse raced on, Sona bent down to close the gap between their faces. She locked her lips onto those of Ahri. They felt warm and soft, reassuring Sona to continue the kiss. She placed her hand into that of Ahri's, interlocking their fingers. Her palm still hurt, but the stimulation she was receiving greatly overwhelmed the pain.

Sona squeezed her tongue into Ahri's mouth, making sure to lick both their lips before scurrying around the inside of her friend's mouth, exploring the insides. Her pulse skyrocketed, as Sona pushed in deeper into the kiss. Finally she had gotten another opportunity at expressing her love for Ahri, and she wasn't going to let it pass.

A response came from Ahri as she shuffled around weakly, her eyes tightening a bit more. Taking that as a good sign, Sona continued on, adding the movement of her legs in motion with Ahri's. As the kiss winded on, the more active Ahri got until finally her eyes relaxed and began to open. Alarmed, Sona ended the kiss by drawing back her tongue, lifting her head and hopping into a friendly position next to Ahri.

As she rose into a seated position, the tails from underneath her began to unfold from their crumpled, squashed state. The flurried around behind Ahri and then folded neatly into a single line. Ahri rubbed her eyes, and then opened them. She had a puzzled expression on her face.

"Where am I…? What Happened?" Ahri said in a confused tone. Her skin was red with warmth - Sona hoped it was from the kiss -. As she thought this, Ahri turned towards her.

"Sona, what happened?"Ahri placed both her hands on the bed, steadying herself as she yawned. The maven shrugged in a friendly way, then leaned forwards a bit with a cute face, smiling broadly.

The smile quickly faded though, as Sona discovered a bright red mark under Ahri's hair. She moved Ahri's black hair away with one gentle stroke. As more of her forehead was exposed, the bigger the red mark until finally, at the top of Ahri's forehead sat a dark purple stripe. Sona tapped gently on the stripe, causing Ahri to scream out I pain. Sona hastily retracted her hand.

"Ouch… That hurt really really badly… and now I have a painful headache too…" Ahri moaned. She produced the faint sound of a puppy whimpering, spreading a quick smile out on Sona's face, which she quickly hid away.

Hopping backwards onto her feet, Sona paced to her bag which sat slumped over next to her bed. Dipping her hand into the bag, she produced a roll of bandages before striding back to Ahri's bedside.

Unwrapping the roll, Sona lifted Ahri's hair again, and placed a strip of bandage over the purple stripe on the girl's forehead. Ahri whimpered slightly again but said nothing, merely watching with an upwards stare while the maven gently wrapped strip after strip around her head.

After a while, Ahri's wound was safely wrapped with bandage. The girl sighed.

"Thanks Sona… I'm really lucky to have a friend like you…" The maven leaned back and smiled, placing her hands behind her back. A flicker of pain from the marked hand showing on Sona's face wasn't detected by Ahri as she continued.

"I'm really sorry though that this has happened just a few days after I arrived… sorry for the inconvenience once again." Sona looked suddenly surprised. Her mouth kept small as she stared. Then she leant forwards in a warm hug to the girl sitting opposite. Ahri smiled and leant in as well, the two girls wrapping their arms around each other. Ahri's tails joining in on the hug.

A sudden knock on the door broke the magical moment. Sona and Ahri both leant back and glanced over at the door, while Ahri stood up to go answer it.

As Ahri opened the door, to her shock a man flopped onto the floor in front of her. Ahri squealed and jumped backwards. The man lay face down and did not move.

Presuming he was dead, Ahri edged forwards and tapped his back with her hand. The man's hand stretched out towards the girl but his face lay down and defeated.

"Quick… We've been attacked…" The man moaned before passing out.