"Masked mass murderer escapes from prison," Akali's lips whispered as she scanned the morning's headline. Her freshly awakened self could not process the words written on the paper, so she took another sip from her coffee cup. "The notorious killer fled his jail cell at approximately 3:00 AM after being charged with the death penalty." Akali read out to no one in particular. Her eyes opened more and more with shock with each written word. "Unfortunately, police cannot identify him because of his immovable metallic mask , but-" The phone's ringing cut off Akali's words. She jumped in her chair with surprise and huffed in annoyance when she realized a splash of coffee had spilled over the side of her cup. Akali felt the slightest twinge of guilt as she slammed her coffee cup against the table in a frustrated manner. Her clumsy, long legs managed to carry her sleepy body to the phone.

"Hello?" Akali drawled into the phone's receiver. She rubbed her eyes in hopes that it would somehow wake her up even more.

"Akali?!" Akali could practically feel the little yordle's energy travel through the phone, yet it didn't make her smile as it usually did. Instead, it made her stomach feel uneasy, and an unsettling feeling washed over Akali.

"Yes, Kennen? Is something wrong?!" She grabbed the phone with both hands with worry as she awaited his response.

"Did you read this morning's paper yet?!" The alarm in Kennen's voice was evident.

"I was just reading the front page and then you suddenly called me. Is something wrong?" She frowned into the phone. The air was filled with dread, a feeling Akali did not like.

"He...has...escaped!" Kennen panted out and began hyperventilating. "Shen is not going to be happy when he reads today's newspaper! My God, and we were living so peacefully! I told Shen to leave him in the most secure jail cell in the-"

"Kennen! Calm down!" Akali yelled into the phone. After a minute of hearing Kennen's heavy breathing, she asked, "Who escaped? I didn't have a chance to read that part of the newspaper yet!"

"Read it," was Kennen's only response. Akali hastily rushed over to her dining table, where the coffee-stained newspaper laid. She hunched over the dining table and gathered her crumpled paper in front of her. Her eyes frantically skimmed the rest of the article in search for a name. "Unfortunately, police cannot identify him because of his immovable metallic mask, but the killer's most definitely back with a lust to kill. He calls himself..." Akali's eyes immediately opened wide as she collapsed onto her chair. "No... It can't be..." The hand holding the phone began to shake. She barely heard Kennen's voice as the phone slipped from her hand and collided with the floor.

Akali grasped the newspaper with both hands with a cold sweat and reread the same name a million times. "It's impossible. There's no way..." The newspaper floated to the floor. Akali felt sick and weak. She felt as if she would faint, because what she thought was impossible had just happened.

She felt the world slow down, if not stop completely as she read the three letter name.

"Zed...is back?"

This fanfiction will be OOC (out of character) and the back stories of the champions will not follow their original lores. You've been thusly warned.

I usually stick to reading fanfiction and let the more skilled writers create their magic, but I feel as if there's not enough Akali x Zed ships. c: So instead, I decided to write this story. I guess it will be rated T later on. But for now, I'll keep it PG. I hope you enjoy the story though! ;P

Review if you want to! c; And thanks for reading! c: