A/N: Alternate to the flashback that Zed had in the original story. This is when Zed was still yet a young chef learning the ropes, he was capable but not the master baker he is today! Maybe this is why Zed moved away from normal foods and into baking?
As always make sure to leave a review about anything! I feel like I should just rename this series into the adventures of baker Zed...
Zed looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was the color of onyx with a hint of gray. While he wasn't nearly old enough for his hair to gray naturally, at 28, the stress from his job brought on the premature graying. His eyes were a deep red, and had scars covering a good portion of his body across his muscles. He had just gotten out of the shower, and for some reason had decided to look at himself in the mirror. With only a towel covering a small portion of his body, all his scars were in plain sight, staring back at him. Each one held a different story, he traced a scar that lined his cheek, he wasn't sure why but for some reason this caught his attention as memories flooded into his mind of that night years ago.
"Alright Syndra, I 'm going to teach you how to cook so I don't have to keep giving you food."
Syndra nodded her head, an innocent smile on her face.
"First we are going to cut up some vegetables: so take the knife in your hand, use your other to hold the vegetable, but make sure that you don't put your fingers forward, you want them hiding behind your knuckles so you don't cut your fingers."