#aphellos

Who would have thought that Lunari would be so hard to find? Not that she expected her task to be easy, no never. After all, it was not supposed to be an easy task to aquire the moonstone. She needed to suceed of her people would be doomed. Still she pressed foward, return empty handed was not an option.

Following one rumor to the next, more than once the Marai had to use her magic staff to traverse terrain, floating through land in a swim like manner, turning her into an odd sight to be beholded. Not that she cared.

It was time. Cynus crept in the shadows, watching the general’s tent scornfully. He was going to end a legend today, though he wouldn’t be doing so alone. Cygnus looked back to Aphelios, who himself had become something of a legend for the blessings the moon gave him. He was not the Aspect, but he nonetheless wielded curious weapons that worked in favor of their people. “Are you ready, brother?”

Alune x Seer!Fem!S/O - meeting and falling in love!

A/N: I’ll slightly change some things in their canon story (the ending) so you both have happy ending I just- I feel like these babies deserved something more than being Puppets of Lunari, aight??

First things first: Alune is in reality alive! Just locked in some kind of fortress, she’s spiritualy with Aphelios.

They both were already fine with how things are, even though Alune hated seeing her brother getting emptier and emptier each time he’s drinking noctum’s essence. He was getting stronger, but what about his mind? His emotions? He should care more about himself, not about her - seeing her, listening to her. 

They both were doing what was right for Lunari, they believed it’s right. 

Well, until they met you. 

What happened? Let me tell the story from the beggining. 

Aphelios was taking a rest at Targon because Alune asked him to.

They chose Targon as place to take a rest because no mortal would try to get in there. 

Boy were they wrong-

When aphelios heard steps, he litearlly jumped up from his sitting place and took position to shoot from his Calibrum.

Alune told him to wait patiently, and when they noticed  you don’t quite look like one of Solaris, Aphelios only sighed with peace, as he hid his gun. 

Alune was ready for many questions for her brother and this moment where he cannot answer, but your eyes landed on her with little smile.

“What are you both doing here? Targon is a dangerous place, isn’t it? Even for spirits!”

twins_shock.exe

Alune gets closer to you and points to herself. “Can you see me, traveller?”

“Of course, I happen to see spirits since I was born. But you’re quite different, aren’t you? I just feel like you’re somehow different than other spirits, I just can’t tell why...”

Alune changed topic right away, wrapping her spirit arms around you, letting you feel that cold feeling surrounding you. That’s alright, that’s not the first time spirit hugged you. 

You patted her arm slightly, not really feeling a real body, but you can quite feel that there’s something. 

You talked, talked and talked, and Alune was so glad you could see her she invited you to theirs journey.

It was cool till it wasn’t.

When Solari caught you and Aphelios, the bloodshed was unhuman.

It wuite scared you, when Aphelios was done, you couldn’t get any words out. 

Alune assured you that’s what they have to do and you just nod, scared of what’s going on.If you said something now you could’ve ended just like those guys. 

When you were going further, Alune told you story about how they ended up that way, how Solari attacked their people, etc etc.

You understood, but why they had to be like them, if not worse? 

You decided to let them be for now. For now.

When you had to take rests much more because you weren’t used to walking without any stops, Alune happened to hug you a lot, and you grew to like that - to love that. 

That ghost touches you wished were human, those looks you exchanged, you couldn’t even speak most of the time because you felt flustered. 

You couldn’t believe yourself. You fell for spirit.

You decided to ask Alune why does she feel different than other spirits, and her answer was “Because I’m still alife, I’m just using magic”

You almost chocked on your own salavia.

“What?”

“I’m alive, in very, very big fortress noone can enter but me. I cannot go out either.”

“Why?”

“You heard the story, dear [Y/N]~”

“I was sure you died here.”

“I didn’t.” 

Now anger fueled you. 

“Alune, this isn’t right.”

“What is not right for you?”

“THIS. Look at yourself, you deserve to get out of that fortress, you deserve to live your own life, same goes to Phel, can’t you see? He’s not a human anymore, and I know how it hurts you.”

She couldn’t believe what you were saying.

“I thought you understood.”

“ I thought I did but I fell for you, Alune! I can’t stand thinking that you’re locked up in this thing, Aphelios is a murder machine juest because you were born at the wrong place and time!”

She got amgery, Phel stopped even looking at you, she told you you can seperate your ways when you achieve safer place.

You felt...betrayed. 

And you really did went your own way when you had a safe option to go. 

And after some time Alune understood her fault.

“Phel...I worry she was right, even if I don’t need freedom, you deserve it. We have to do something.”

Aphelios didn’t understand change of spirit (dabumtss) from his sister’s side, but he’d follow her to Shadow Isles. 

Now his main goal was to find you again and lead you to this fortress, so you both can somehow try and get Alune out. 

Somehow Aphelios was looking forward it, to finnaly see his sister as herself and hug her, like he wished he could for a long time. 

Took him a very long time to find you, but when he did, it almost looked like you were ambushed. 

He jumped on you, holding you down on the ground. 

You screamed and tried to fight back, but when you noticed very familiar piece of clothing on the ground beside you,  you only sighed.

“Hey Aphelios.”

He hummed and let you get up, even helped you. When you were standing, Alune looked down at you, placing her hand on your cheek.

You wanted to move away right away, but she said in really painful tone “I’m sorry, dear.” 

Now that froze you in place. 

She explained big plan for you and you grinned like an idiot. 

You went aaaalll the way back to this temple, and Aphelios did EVERYTHING he could to destroy the doors, but he couldn’t. He was giving up, slowly but surely. He felt the ground shattering under him, even though it wasn’t happening. 

You tried too, nothing. 

You had to find replacement for her, but there’s low chances someone would like to be locked up there. 

Alune used her own will and magic to break doors open, she was standing behind them as you both were trying.

When her eyes landed on her brother kneeling on the ground, she speeded to him, kneeling beside him and hugging him, almost fully covering him with her clothes.

Understandble he’s the first one to be hugged, they knew each other longer and...you know, that’s understandble.

You couldn’t believe Aphelios cried, but he did, as he was weepign on his sister’s clothing. 

When Alune was calming down her brother, she looked up at you, smiling at you. 

She mouthed “thank you”, as you sat down and waited for them to use each other’s presence. 

When Aphelios calmed down and stood up, helping Alune, she walked up to you and hugged you too, strongly.

Finnaly human touch you craved for. That’s your Alune, this is real. 

“I love you, Alune...”

“I love you too, dear.” 

Neat, a flower even humans considered edible. Down the hatch it went.

And nothing happened.

🚪 - (Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking) but tapping on the trunk of a petricite tree. 

The sounds of the forests, between animals chirping, trees swaying, and the wind blowing, always made Quinn lose track of herself, walking in a meditative type trance as she passes the large trunks of the trees. The knocking of a tree wouldn’t be too out of the norm, what with the plethora of tree burrowing species of birds native to Demacia. But this one wasn’t typical for a bird. Unnatural. Turning her head, the Ranger spotted the stranger near one of the grand trees. His dress was odd to her, but admittedly elegant. She didn’t reach for her weapon, but she was clearly a little tense. Strangers always posed their own bit of danger.

The spirit world... A realm that existed beyond the dimensions of Runeterra, yet was inextricably linked to it; a place that even Xerath knew little about. He had encountered only a small handful of spirits over the centuries, yet those few encounters had, admittedly, peaked the Ascendant’s interest. He had begun to ponder what might lie within in, but more importantly, if there existed anything from the world of spirits that might be able to release him from this prison... After-all, the sarcophagus that entrapped him now was originally made to contain a flame demon.

Four weeks of hard labor among his subjects had produced a gateway; a large, misshapen arch of stone inscribed with various arcane symbols. If all went well, if the instructions in the ancient text he found proved reliable, then he would soon be able to part the barrier between dimensions and travel between the mortal world and spirit world at will. Little did he know, however, that building such a gate so close to Targon would attract the attention of a certain individual...

Closed starter for @aphellos

[Her visit to the Targonian climbs wasn’t over yet. The sun had already gone past the horizon a few hours earlier, but she couldn’t just stop where she was, in the middle of that open, stony path. She tugged at the edges of her mantle, keeping it close to her body as the freezing gusts of wind tried to whip at her body. It was so cold up there. Snow covered everything already, but the sky was free of clouds. She often stopped to look up at it. The sight from the forest where she lived was already beautiful, but no other one was as bright and breathtaking like this one... It gave her hope and new strenght. The moon also hovered in the sky as if it was a beacon. She would get somewhere safer than there, somehow...]

Lumen, [the small witch murmured as the creature that followed her around slipped out of her hood. Her voice was trembling a bit, but the tone was still firm enough.] You’ll be blown away if you don’t stay near me. Please, get back, come on... 

[But the creature just turned to her and floated in mid-air, perfectly still: it looked as if it was perfectly able to balance the blows of wind that ran between them. Was it showing off? Mimi squinted at it as she considered that possibility.] This is not the time to play... [she continued, but the familiar looked away from her while she was still speaking. She had just finished when its tiny, glowing figure started to move farther away from her. Her folded ears perked up to that.] Lumen! [She called it again; she grabbed the edges of her dress and started moving a little faster along the way, trying to not let the being out of sight.

The run went on for a few minutes, then the passage was interrupted. She allowed herself to look down beyond its edge for a single moment before taking a few steps back and shuddering. Falling from there would mean certain death, and she had no intention to end up like that. She took those moments to catch her breath, for the rarefied air of those heights wasn’t gentle to who wasn’t used to it. She glanced up; Lumen’s light was like the one of a firefly, already above another flat stone poking out of the ever steep walls, too far for her to reach. She gave a look back then. Her traces in the snow were very well distinguishable. Her eyes started to shine faintly in sapphire blue as she got on her knees and drew some signs with her gloved fingertips. A few moments later, the snow started to recompose, erasing her footprints for as far as she could see. One moment later, she was exactly behind the creature, which made a squeaking noise of surprise right before flying further up. Mimi tried to reach for it, but it was no use. The sudden movement made her almost lose her balance; right when her foot was slipping off the frozen surface of the stone, there she was above another one, and then another. If the creature wanted to be that unfair, then so would she.

In the end, the panting foreigner found herself by the entrance of a sort of cave. A cave..! What a vision! The creature was already wandering through, checking the signs on the floors and the holes in the ceiling. She would never know if it sensed, somehow, that a shelter was exactly there or they had been lucky, but she couldn’t be happier about it. Well, she kept following her trail of thoughts as she walked in, finally relaxing her shoulders as the howling air kept running away from the entrance. It always felt like nothing happened casually when Lumen was involved. That strange being had appeared in her life all of a sudden and was certainly gaining its importance, in its own weird way. She couldn’t ignore it, but sensations were of no use until she couldn’t find proper explainations...