I ship these two but its been a while since I've done anything like this, and since my muse is back I decided to give it a go after all this time. Not really Zed x Akali, but you could make it work somehow.
It was on silent dark nights that the Master of Shadows thrived. Only his crimson eyes visible through the dark, narrowed into menacing slits as he hunted his prey as relentlessly as an animal.
Tonight was what he would call perfect.
The moon was barely a slit in the sky, the stars dim behind hazy clouds.
Zed was perched in a particularly tall sakura tree, his body so still that not even petals fell from grace. He waited. Quietly, unmoving above the cobblestone path. The lights of the nearby dojo dimmed before fading to black, bathing the Ionian landscape in inky darkness.
Soon, he made out a figure in the distance, walking along the path at a slow pace.
Zed didn't wonder why Akali was out so late, let alone still dressed in her usual green attire. That didn't matter.
The young female ninja sighed, her vision limited, only guided by the amount of times previous she had traversed the same path. Though Zed could see perfectly.
As she approached, the blades slid forth from his gauntlets without a sound.
Akali kept walking.
Zed tilted his head, adjusting his footing with barely a rustle or creak of the tree.
She passed under the tree.
He turned, and within an instant, he struck.
A sickening crack spit the cool air as Zed's feet came into contact with the back of Akali's calves, forcing her to her knees with such force, something in her body shattered. Though she didn't scream.
She couldn't scream.
One of Zed's blades was driven through her neck to the hilt, his free hand tugging her hair backwards, forcing her to look up at the sky.
Blood erupted from her mouth, followed by a gurgle and more blood, which trailed down her cheeks and neck to seep into the green fabric.
Akali's eyes were open in shock, she couldn't see anything, except for a single pair of menacing crimson eyes which soon blurred above her.
What seemed to be a sob ripped free from her body.
Zed watched as her trembling hands reached up in an attempt to grab his own, but she could not muster the strength, instead weakly grasping the ends of the blade protruding from the front of her neck.
Boiling tears spilt from her dull eyes to join the red liquid that cascaded down her body.
Zed continued to watch, taking no pleasure or pain in watching her writhe in death. He watched as her chest heaved, watched the blood stain her brilliant green garb an even more brilliant shade of red.
Finally letting go of her hair, Akali's head lolled.
He drove the other blade through her back with such force, the sound of her spine snapping cut through the night like a knife.
Zed then briskly pulled his weapons from her body, dripping with blood as they retracted into their gauntlets.
He stood over her, no thoughts to if she was still alive. She'd be dead within the hour if not already.
He then looked at his hands, soaked in her warm blood.
For once he was warm.
MUURRRDAAHHAHAHAHAHAHHHAAAA. *holds head*
