It had been days since Zed contacted Syndra, and still no reply from the Dark Sovereign. He grew tired of waiting, sitting at his throne listening to reports from his order's lead tacticians, hearing new additions and changes to the Institute of War, it was all very repetitive. Since hearing of Shen's decision to join the League, both Zed and Shen's ultimate goals became irrelvant, neither of them could hurt each other without even larger consequences than death, as everyone knew, disobeying the laws of the League meant spending eternity in the Void, suffering, never being able to escape, which was something Zed often mulled over when sitting, bored out of his mind in his temple.

What with festivities continuing on the main island of Runeterra, the League was closed for a total of 2 weeks, however, Ionia champions, summoners and residents were given a total of 5 weeks of leave due to the Lunar Revel, which Zed had originally planned to be a perfect timescale to make Syndra his ally, seeing as they fought well together on the fields of justice and that they were rather good friends, but of course, it was a shortlived idea, as Zed did not like waiting, and he decided 4 days was a long enough time to wait before abandoning his plans to make Syndra his ally.

But his hopes were not yet dampened, as he asked one of his ninjas to check one last time for any sign of replying.

"You." He asked coldly.

"Yes, Master Zed?" Spoke the ninja, confidently.

"Check for me one last time, has Syndra replied?"

"I will be right back Master, we were tracking her down as well continualy checking, one moment, please."

"Tracking her down? Interesting.."

He rubbed the chin of his mask, still lounging lazily as if the day didn't matter, when really, it did.

"Master Zed!" The ninja came running excitedly with another member.

"Oh this is interesting.. Tell me, what is it? Have you heard from her?"

The other ninja spoke.

"Even better Master, we have located and contained Syndra, she is on her way." The ninja spoke with a pleased and twisted confidence.

Zed laughed in a sinister manner, and stood from his throne, stretching his limbs, from side to side, holding his arms up and stretching his wrists, slowly rolling his shoulders backwards and forwards..

"Excellent work, take the rest of the day off, both of you, tell the other involved they too can rest." He began walking off to his right where the corridoor led to Zed's quarters - his bedroom, meeting room, even his own lounge and kitchen area. He waved his hand carelessly but didn't bother to look at the two of them when they ran off, excited like children on Christmas Day.

Meanwhile..

"Unhand me, what is the meaning of this?!" Syndra spoke angrily and loud, wriggling in an attempt to remove her wrist bindings herself. She was roughly flung over the shoulder of another of Zed's Ninjas, with 2 others walking infront of him, and 2 behind.

"You know if you keep shouting like that, someone will hear you. You and I are equally enemies of the State, I suggest you keep that in mind." He spoke with authority, and she couldn't bare to listen any longer, they only ever spoke when she did, and it had been a few hours since Syndra was rudely taken from her home.

Pottering around her old and messy fortress of solitude, Syndra spent most, if not all of her holidays so far cleaning, training, sleeping. There wasn't much else to do, she has no responsibilities and no friends, and as the months went by, Syndra became more and more bored. Multiple times she had tried to move her fortress to a new, exciting location with a different view, but each time she had to move back as she was instantly discovered.

Being the middle of nowhere in Ionia, it was a pilgrimage to travel to Syndra's fortress, so she is self-sufficient in how she lives and eats, not that many Ionian's appreciate that of course, afterall, she did murder an Elder.

It had been sometime, a good few hours at a reasonable guess since someone spoke, and the two guards behind Syndra weren't much for conversation, but something was burning the back of her mind - can't the ninja's just use their shadow to travel a whole distance faster? She was damn sure it was one of Zed's abilities in the League as she'd been on his team many times and had a brief conversation with him at some point, so she finally decided to ask.

"I have a serious question to ask.." She directed it at the two behind her. They looked at each other and then back at Syndra.

"Fine, go ahead.." One sighed, fed up.

"Can't you make your shadow and teleport us there faster?" Her voice was raspy, she sensed an illness coming along, and being held the way she was didn't do her any justice.

"Not quite. It would be a complete waste of our energy to travel that far. We can do it, but we'd prefer not to." He replied sternly, with authority in his voice. Syndra's lips curled at the sides in a devilish manner, as she conjured up a plan in her head.

"So.. How far away are we?"

"2 hours."

"I think you can't do it."

"Think we can't do what?" Questioned the ninja carrying her.

"Teleport us to the order."

"Yes, we can." He sighed, loudly and sounding frustrated.

"I think you're lying." She retorted half playfully half seriously.

"We're not lying." Another replied sternly.

"Yes you are."

"No. We are not." Said another

"I think you are, are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." He was getting angrier and angrier, developing the urge to punch Syndra in the face.

"You don't sound so sure to me!" She said positively.

Without hesistation, he grunted as he picked Syndra up off his shoulder and threw her to the ground, landing on her binded wrists and stiff back. She winced in pain as it was a particularly awkward angle to land at.

"What was that for?!" She smiled, knowing she had got what she wanted.

"Kira, help me out here." He was really frustrated, the others were also agigtated, but dared not to speak in fear angering the general even more.

"Yes Sir." She replied.

Everyone moved around Syndra who was wriggling around on the floor, trying to move herself into a more respectable position until the general stopped her moving by placing his foot on her head.

"Get off." She commanded.

He was pushing harder down on her head, which gave the indication of 'no'. Within a few seconds, a pool of shadow appeared beneath them, and they sunk into it, but Syndra passed out, having never travelled through shadow portals before, but as they arrived in the main hall in the order, the general sighed of relief, but saw that Zed was not in his throne.

"General Kuro, would you like us to take Syndra to Master Zed?"

"Please, and do it quickly, he is not a man for patience.."

"Yes Sir. Oh, Master Zed has allowed everyone involved with Syndra to have the rest of the day off, including you, General."

"How kind. Thank you, I'll be in my office, should anyone need me."

"Yes sir." They all shouted and bowed before shortly departing and going back to their rooms.

"Let's get her moving then."

"Yes.. Lets.."

Syndra was no real trouble for anyone to move, she was short, and she was light. Moving her to Zed's quarters was no issue.

"So.. What do you think Master Zed intends to do with, er, Syndra?" He asked nervously.

"To make an alliance. Either that or he wants to bang her." They laughed but quickly returned back to the serious side of the matter.

"She would be an excellent asset to the order."

"In more ways than one."

"What do you mean?"

"Master Zed and Syndra are very similar. They are both enemies of the state, but despise different people. On one hand I hope they end up dating."

The other ninja started laughing.

"What? I'm being serious. They're surprisingly close friends, it may all be behind closed doors, but I've seen them at the League when I last accompanied Master Zed. Think about it. He gave us the day off because she had been captured. When was the last time we got a day off?"

".. When we raided the Kinkou.."

"Exactly. Anyway, she may make him kinder if he ever-"

"Oh now you're just being ridiculous."

"I am not!"

"You are."

"Whatever." She said in a frustrated manner. But luckily they were almost there, which was when Zed stepped out of the door. He held it open with his back, and crossed his arms.

"Thank you. Is she sleeping?" He began inspecting her peaceful features with a questionative tone to his voice.

"Well, yes. She passed out during the teleportation here."

"Teleportation?"

"Yes.. I think she aggrivated the General."

"I see.. Well, bring her in."

"Yes Master Zed."