Volibear: The War for Freljord – 17

24 Jul

Volibear stood in front of the canyon with his ursine army. They had delayed their journey from the ancestral Winter’s Claw territory to give Ashe time to get the barbarian army. The yetis had left shortly before for they had a longer task. Nunu was to lead the yetis around, on top of the canyon sides and ambush the Noxian army from behind when they came to meet the ursine attack. It had been Ashe’s idea, and Volibear thought it had a high chance of success.

All Volibear could do now, was wait. He was confident that Nunu would manage to lead his team into position at the correct time. His army was paused in plain sight. He wanted the Noxians to know they were there and prepare to fight them. He knew from his experiences with the dragon that the Noxians liked to use bombs. He was prepared to be trapped in there and have his bloodthirsty ursine pitted against the humans.

The sunset seemed to last an eternity, but finally, the sun dipped behind a mountain and a shadow fell across the land. The time was now. Volibear let out a roar filled with anger and excitement. The ursine behind him bellowed out as one and the resulting sound carried down the canyon. He had decided they would not get the element of surprise, but the element of fear was just as useful.

Volibear began to march into the canyon with his army following closely on his heels. Just as the entire group crossed the threshold, a loud explosion sounded all around. He began to charge forward on all fours, and his people did the same behind him. He had prepared them for this and they took the lesson to heart. The canyon walls behind them crumbled to the ground, but not a single ursine was caught. Volibear was proud, and looked back. A wall of debris had formed, and now they were trapped in the canyon.

‘Just as I hoped,’ Volibear thought to himself. He looked ahead and there was another explosion on both sides of the canyon. The walls in front of them crashed down and formed another barrier to the front. Volibear was concerned, for now they were trapped. He had underestimated Noxus. He had become too confident from his victories and made a potentially fatal error. He looked above and saw a contingent of archers appear on each side of the canyon.

“Ursine, it has been my honor to fight alongside you.” Volibear knew he had led his men into a trap and felt like a failure. Suddenly he heard a cry from above and saw the archers falling into the canyon. Mere seconds passed before the entire contingent lay dead on the canyon floor and Volibear looked up. He saw yetis, bellowing war cries into the howling wind. Volibear saluted to the yetis above and then turned to his warriors.

“I almost made a costly error there. It cannot happen again. Unfortunately, the only thing we can do is march on. I must let you know, my fellow ursine, that it is likely we face death here today. We will do whatever it takes to attain peace in Freljord!” He roared again, invigorating his men. “March on ursine! March on!” The army began to climb over the debris in front of them and headed towards the capital.

When they reached the top, Volibear saw in the distance an enormous group arrayed in front of the castle. The army boasted at least twenty thousand troops and Volibear despaired. His thousand ursine and the two thousand yetis would not be able to hold out long. He wondered how soon Ashe and the barbarians would get here, but knew it was no use planning for something he couldn’t control. He and his men formed up in front of the army and marched forward.

They stopped when they were just out of archer’s range and Volibear walked out between the two. The woman general from the last battle, whom Ashe had called Katarina, and a man dressed in black armor walked out to meet him. They stopped ten paces away from each other and Volibear called out, “Why do you threaten peace here in Freljord?” The man in black took off his helmet and stared Volibear in the eyes. Volibear was begrudgingly impressed by the man’s bravery. Not many humans could stare down an angry ursine. “It is you who threaten our peace, ursine. We will not suffer invaders on our lands. There will be no negotiations, prepare yourself for battle.”

Volibear was outraged, but the two leaders had already turned their backs and headed towards their lines. He turned and walked back to his own, seething with anger. They had tricked the citizens of Freljord into thinking that the ursine were invading, and now they had to fight the very people he wished to protect. Upon reaching his army, he began pacing back and forth in front of them. “Ursine, you have all heard what I have to say more than enough times. The only thing I can add right now is that if you are destined to die today…” He let the pause hang in the air, letting his men soak in the gravity of the situation, “Make sure you leave your mark on this world before you do.”

The ursine army let out a resounding roar that reverberated throughout the canyon and hopefully frightened the enemy. Volibear turned to face the enemy and yelled as loudly as he could, “For Freljord!” He got down on all fours and began to charge forward. His ursine got down as well and followed closely on his tail. He saw the humans in front of him hold up shields and spears, as if those could stop his charge.

As he reached their lines, he smashed as hard as he could into the shield and its wielder fell backwards. Around him the same thing happened everywhere and the front line disintegrated. From then on, the ursine were in the middle of the human army, causing as much chaos as possible. They swung their powerful arms in every direction, smashing anyone that got in their way. Volibear was a seething mass of anger, ignoring the pained cries coming from all sides and focused on the enemy. Any time he saw exposed flesh he bore his sharp teeth and ripped it apart.

The ground quickly became more red than white and Volibear looked like a feral beast in his element. He had blood stains all down his body, a mixture of his own and his enemies. Finally, he was given a moment to think. In his immediate area all the enemies were dead, so he closed his eyes and focused on the battle gauntlets he wore. He let the storm rush through him and fill his body with power. When he opened his eyes, his paws had electric sparks flying off of them. He gave out another roar and the ten nearest humans turned and ran.

He chased them down angrily and smashed the first one with his front paw. Lightning arced off and struck five others, bringing them all down writhing. He quickly finished them off with bites to the neck and took stock of the situation. It looked as though half of the ursine were left. They had taken down a sizeable number of the Freljordians, but he could not see the generals anywhere. At that moment he heard battle cries from above. Everyone on both sides of the battle stopped momentarily and looked up to see what was happening. The yetis had come and were cascading down both sides of the canyon with giant leaps onto ledges.

He saw Nunu riding Jessup in the front on the left hand side and was delighted. They just might have a chance. The yetis joined the fray and began attacking the flanks wildly. Volibear concentrated in front of him and finally saw the general in black. There were fifteen soldiers between them, but rather than fight, Volibear just plowed through and they flew away like rag dolls. Just as he was about to reach the general, he took a spear directly into his gut. He roared with pain and looked down. He brought his paw across the soldier’s face and knocked his head directly off. The lightning sparked from the loose head and hit another soldier, causing him to have an epileptic fit.

Volibear broke off most of the shaft, and quickly tore the rest of the spear out. There was a searing pain in his stomach, but he had shrugged off worse before. He spotted the general again and charged at him. The general turned just in time, and right as Volibear was swinging his paw at him, it seemed as though the man disappeared. Volibear felt a blade slip into his back but roared mightily in retaliation. The shockwave sent the man flying back and he bounced twice.

The man acrobatically leaped to his feet, facing Volibear again. The two slowly began to circle, both aware of their surroundings, refusing to let the other gain the upper hand. After a moments deliberation, Volibear charged again, determined to forced the general’s hand. Just as he pulled back to swing at the general, he appeared to disappear again, but Volibear was ready for him. He let his swing carry all the way around and this time, made contact

It was like punching a metal wall, but the general was thrown back again. This time he hit the ground hard and was not as quick to get up. Volibear smiled inside, glad he had this chance to eliminate such a powerful opponent when he heard a loud cry from above. He gazed above and was amazed to see a beautiful blue bird carrying a minotaur. He turned back to the general and bared his teeth. Suddenly, the tables were turned, and the Freljordians had a chance.

July 23rd. A day a that will live in League Tales infamy. I finished this one at 11:36 pm Pacific Standard Time, and quickly sent it to my editor. I did not receive it back until 12:12 am July 24th. This makes July 23rd the only day nothing appeared on the site. I’m ashamed and broken. Gasp.

xD This one marks the beginning of the end, and I hope you guys enjoy it. I like writing Volibear, and I’m hoping you’ll enjoy the next few! Have a good one summoners.

-Tale Master

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2 Responses to “Volibear: The War for Freljord – 17”

  1. Kwazin July 24, 2012 at 5:31 am #

    Dude. Holy shit. I think this might have been one of the best ones you have ever written so far. Wow. Volibearrrrrr ❤

    • League Tales July 24, 2012 at 5:32 am #

      😀 Thank you! I’ve been building to this one for a while and I’ve been excited! I’m hoping the next few will be just as good!

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