Deep within the forests of Ionia, under a towering willow - Ahri's nine tails swished: a nervous tick that helped pass the time and often eased her mind in times of stress. Crouched within the shadow of the willow, Ahri watched, listened and waited. She sniffed the air, observing her surroundings as she attempted to evade the hunters that had been on her trail for several days. Noxians... Ahri knew very little of politics, people or war, but she knew from the fearfully spoken words of the Ionian villagers that the Noxians were monsters. Several days ago, Ahri had ambushed and killed a group of elite Noxian scouts that had discovered an Ionian village. She had ran into them in her forest, and she had fought enough battles to know killers when she saw them. The Fox knew that allowing the scouts to leave would mean the death of innocent villagers - and Ahri already had enough blood on her hands. Since then, she has been hunted by the Noxian invaders, which burn and pillage Ionia in the name of conquest. While she had managed to evade the Noxians for some time, the elite hunters that were looking for her had finally caught up to the Nine-Tailed Fox. She was cornered, and the only option she had now was to bare her fangs. Ahri remained silent under the willow tree's shadow as a dozen men came into view, each of which scanning the undergrowth and the surrounding area for their target. Perhaps... if she remain still enough, that she would be able to turn the tables on the hunters and make them the hunted. The well-disciplined hunters would not fall prey to such a trap, however. "NOW!" One of the hunters shouted. Ahri hastily dashed from her position, but it was too late: a dozen arrows were flying towards her. Ahri attempted to evade, but for the first time in her life, she had been too slow. She cried out in pain as an arrow lodged its way into one of her tails, pinning her to the willow which had previously been her sanctuary. Blood stained her porcelain tail as the men charged her position, weapons raised. While Ahri couldn't move, she wasn't going to allow herself to be killed without a fight. Ahri quickly summoned a sphere of lambent energy in her palm, the small appearance of the orb belying the vast power within. Taking aim, she drew back her arm and hurled it towards the enemy, watching as the orb streaked through several of the men before gracefully flying back into her palm. As the orb returned, two smoking bodies hit the floor. She took no time to contemplate her actions as she hurled it back towards the enemy, burning yet two more. While she was powerful, her inability to make use of her blinding speed was her ultimate downfall. She shrieked in terror as the Noxians finally came down upon her. The last sight she remembered being the several men that had surrounded the cornered Fox... When Ahri's eyes finally drew open, they were met with a burning Ionian countryside. The village she had risked her life attempting to protect was now engulfed in an uncontrollable, enraged flame. Tears slowly trailed down the Fox's face as her attention was pulled to more immediate surroundings. "Look. The bitch is awake." One of Noxian number remarked, an ugly grimace painted across his face. "Good. I want her wide awake for when we slice her head off and bring her to the General." Another one of the men cackled. The hunter brandished a longsword, reveling in Ahri's fear as the Nine-Tailed Fox instinctively rose to her knees so that she could make a quick escape. Ahri attempted to dash away, but she soon found her hands and legs were separately bound together by metal chains. "If you plan to kill me, make it quick, human." Ahri hissed, baring her fangs tentatively. While Ahri had hoped for a quick and painless death, it was obvious that her Noxian captors would not see things in such a way. Before Ahri could react, she felt the pain of a boot forcing her head over a knocked over tree stump. "Hah. As if you are in a position to make demands." The Noxian that had kicked her laughed, "When we're done with you, you will be begging for us to end your life." Ahri shivered in fear as the Noxian grabbed one of Ahri's nine tails, a sense of overwhelming panic beginning to swell within her form. "I have an idea," one began. Ahri instantly knew she would not like this idea of his, "She killed nine of our guys right? What if we cut off every one of this bitch's tails? That'd outta be good compensation for our boys!" The men all laughed in unison. The man that had grabbed her tail navigated his hands to the spot where the arrow had previously pierced, suddenly squeezing the spot and reopening the wound. Ahri's lips parted to release the loudest shriek she could muster, the unbearable pain overtaking all of her senses as blood once again fell from her tail. While she had never experienced such pain or humiliation before, Ahri knew that she could not submit to these sadistic men. Tears rolled down the Nine-Tailed Fox's eyes and her heart sank in fear as she watched the men eagerly bring the blade they had previously brandished dangerously close to her tail. Sobbing, Ahri closed her tear-swelled eyes and looked away from the horrible scene; secretly hoping that this was just a disturbing nightmare. "Please... somebody... help..." Ahri begged in her mind - knowing that nobody would be coming to save a monster like her. She had no family, no friends from which she could even hope to count upon to save her from such a nightmare.