It took longer than Oberon would have thought, but the ship finally spotted the signal fire. It slowly tilted its hull into it was facing the island. Slowly it made its way over towards him. The stress of not getting off of the island vanished, he let the relief wash over him. He decided it was no time to celebrate, he had to go get Syndra and get ready to swim out because chances were the boat couldn't dock on the island. He walked to the campsite next to Syndra and lightly shook her body to wake her up. She groaned a little bit then opened her eyes.

"I signaled in a ship, we have to leave now." Oberon knelt down next to her so she could use his as support. She leaned against a tree while waiting for him to gather their belongings. He pulled his bag over his shoulder then began stomping out the signal fire.

"That's the ship?" She asked with wide eyes. "There's no way that ship can hit land."

"That's why we are going to have to swim out to it." He once again walked with her again until there were about knee deep in the water. "Wrap your arms around my neck, I'll swim us over you just need to hold on." Syndra nodded and wrapped her body around his back. He walked as long as he could in the water until it was too deep than began swimming. The water was freezing compared to last time, he felt Syndra's shivering on his back. He reached the side of the boat within 10 minutes. A man about the age of Oberon peered over the side of the boat and looked down at them. He had brown hair and somewhat of a beard. He threw down a rope from the top and screamed at them to climb it. It was a big fishing boat, it was around 10 feet tall.

"Hold on tight, I'm going to have to climb us up." He felt her squeeze him hard, which told him to start climbing. He grabbed onto the rope and felt for a grip; he slipped a few times but got ahold of it and climbed up. It wasn't extremely hard for Oberon, he had done intense conditioning as lifting when he was with Tebol so strength didn't matter. The problem was his hands were wet. He made it about half way up then his hands slipped resulting in Syndra and him falling down into the water. Syndra lost grasp of him and began thrashing her body around so she could keep afloat. Oberon noticed it and swam over so she could once again latch onto him.

"Are you alright?" He asked while spitting out sea water.

"I'm fine just be careful." She rubbed her eyes preparing for another climb. He grabbed onto the coarse rope for the second time and began climbing. He reached the top without falling and paused for a moment to catch his breath. The man who was waiting held his hands out so Syndra could grab on and be pulled into the boat. Once he had seen Syndra get over he pulled himself up until he was standing on the ship's deck. The freezing water was so cold he couldn't feel his toes. He didn't worry about himself though, he searched the hall for Syndra and found her sitting down while hugging her legs to keep warm.

"Where did he go?" Oberon asked with raised eyebrows.

"He went to go get a first aid kit and towels to keep us warm." She said as her teeth were chattering. The brown-haired man appeared behind him with another person who looked to be in his late 50s. The older man handed a large towel to both of them and also gave Oberon a first aid kit.

"Do you know how to use that or do you want me to clean the wound?" He asked.

"I can do it, thank you for everything you have done," Oberon said with a nod. He knelt down next to Syndra and slowly peeled off the bandage she had on. Normally he would of let the bandage stay on for a couple more days but since she just swam in seawater that could be full of bacteria he decided to clean it once again. As kindly as possible he rubbed the wound clean doing his best not to hurt her. It was a nasty cut that went deep and he would feel best if he could get her to a real hospital as soon as he could. He laid the new bandage on her leg then sat right next to her. Both of them were so cold there teeth were chattering.

Oberon didn't care about how cold he was though, Syndra was the one who looked white. He grabbed both of the long grey towels and wrapped them around both of them. The action pushed them together in a tight squeeze. The body heat from both of them immediately made them warmer. Oberon didn't say anything, he admitted to himself that being pushed up this close to her was something he didn't mind. His train of thought was broken when the older man crouched down next to them.

"I would imagine you couple are one of the few that they hadn't found from the recent Cruise sink." He stated with a hoarse voice. The word couple irritated Oberon and made Syndra blush. He could see why they would be mistaken for a couple though, they both looked the same age and they both were practically cuddling for heat.

"Yes, unless there was another cruise that crashed." Oberon pulled himself away from Syndra a little bit to imply the couple statement was wrong. "Does anyone know the cause of the sinking?"

"Tainted reef." The old man said acting like Oberon would know what it was.

"What is that?" What an odd name for a reef he thought to himself.

"A tainted reef is a normal reef that was recently tainted by a nearby void rift. If you don't know what a void rift is it's a small crack in the earth that is an opening to the void. When void rifts appear they taint everything around it within a large diameter. The problem with this one is it was next to a large reef that when it got tainted the size quadrupled making it reach near the surface and sharp as hell. All captains are warned about various locations of rifts but this one is new so your captain had no clue." The old man explained. Oberon was shocked to put it simply. He knew various void rifts had opened up around Runeterra such as the large one in Shurima. Syndra didn't like that he pulled themselves apart, she pushed her body back up against his. "The reason why the water is so cold is that when the void rift makes contact with the outside world it can react differently compared to others. The one your cruise struck caused extremely low temperatures but only at certain times."

It was strange that it would react like that but Oberon didn't care if it made the water cold, he was just glad Syndra and him were on the boat. All he wanted to do was to wrap himself around Syndra even more and hold her soft body but he restrained. "Do you have any water?" Oberon asked with a dry mouth. The old man nodded and pulled a canteen out of his jacket and handed it to Oberon. He took a long swig then gave Syndra the rest. She drank the water, letting out a light moan in the process. "Is there anywhere we could sleep? I want her to get more rest since she's injured."

"Inside the hull of the ship with the bunks were you two can stay. It's a day sailing from here to Demacia so you guys feel free to get as much rest as possible."

"I don't understand," Oberon said. "One day? The Cruise said over half a week."

"Well that was a luxury cruise, it goes slow and takes detours." Oberon was shocked that Tebol bought him tickets for a luxury cruise. Maybe it was his way of giving Oberon a break for all of his training? Whatever it was for surprised him. The old man left the two of them alone on the deck. A somewhat awkward silence kicked in with just him and Syndra sitting there so close together.

"We should go get some rest," Oberon said, he pulled himself away from her but regretted it right away. Her soft warm body felt so good pressed up against him but he didn't want there to be anything between them. Since he was the Gladiator God the fewer people who were attached to him the better because if he fails his job the fewer people it would hurt. He knew that didn't matter though, if he failed his job everyone would die and the stress was getting to him. Oberon pushed away his thoughts for later and picked up Syndra bridal style, he didn't want to wait for her to limp around. He followed the path he saw the old man take until he found an empty room with a bunk bed inside it. He helped Syndra lay down on the lower bunk and began stripping off his soaking wet clothes. He had gotten down to his trousers then climbed up into the top bunk and slipped himself under the warm coarse blankets. He almost fell asleep instantly.

Oberon awoke that next morning to the sound of Syndra tossing and turning around in her bed. He peered down to see her with a frown on her face. "What's wrong?" He asked. The sudden voice snapped her out of her trance. She looked back up at him in with something that seemed like confliction to him.

"I'm worried about Demacia." She said trying to avoid much emotion in her words.

"Why so?" He shifted himself so he could look over the edge at her better.

"I fear they might kill me if they know I can use magic. I am going to Demacia to escape what torments me but I might still get killed for it. Also if they figure out who I am they might send me back to Ionia where I would get executed for sure." Oberon didn't ever think about her problem that way, he just thought she was a person who didn't want the power she had but it was worse for her. Even when she left her home nation there still is a chance of death.

"Is there any way for you to conceal your magic?" He asked.

"There are many ways for me to conceal my magic, I just don't know if they will be able to tell." With no warning, she burst out into tears and shoved her wet face into her pillow. Oberon hated seeing anyone cry especially Syndra. He crawled down from the bunk and sat down next to her bunk. He really didn't know how to comfort her, Oberon never had a first hand experience with a woman much less has he ever dated anyone. As far as his knowledge was he was a novice when it came to woman. Just as he was going to pull her attention from the wet pillow he realized he only had underwear on. He slipped on his pair of wet pants and lightly tapped her back to pull her attention to him.

"Syndra I want to ask you something." Her eyes were red and puffy from crying. "What is it you want from this world?"

Syndra stared at his orange eyes for a bit and just as it was going to get awkward she replied "I want to live a normal life. I want to settle down with a man and have children but this damned power that has cursed me is crushing everything I want. I hear story's all the time from girls who say they thirst for adventure or they want to be different from others but truthfully this is hell."

"Then don't let fear control what you do with your life. I'm sorry Syndra that you got the Dark Sovereigns power but once you figure out your place in this world I promise you, nothing like hate or execution with the concern you anymore." In all honesty, he had no idea what to say but he made the best of what he knew. The words seemed to work because Syndra smiled lightly and sat up.

"Thank you, Oberon. That's exactly what I needed to hear." She embraced him in a hug that he did not expect. Hesitantly he wrapped his arms around her and returned the hug. They pulled away from each other and smiled.

"Well, we have half a day to waste so what do you want to do?" He decided it was best to change the subject before awkward silence kicked in.

"Oh, I got it! We can play a game." She said with happy blue eyes.

"Your leg doesn't look like it wants to play games," Oberon said with a laugh which got him an eye roll from her.

"No Oberon I mean a game like would you rather or Truth or dare." She said with a light laugh.

"What is Truth or dare? And would you rather?" Oberon raised a brow in wonder. Syndra's light laugh escalated into a giggle which confused him.

"You have never played truth or dare?" Oberon shook his head no still wondering what it was. He had an idea for the name but had never even heard of it. "When I was younger with my Master we would play games all the time like would you rather or Truth or dare. Truth or dare is you ask me if I want a Truth or dare and I will choose one. For example, if I say dare you can dare me to do anything and I can't back out as long as the request isn't to far fetched." She said with a smile.

"This sounds like a kids game." He commented.

"So what if it is, you haven't played it yet so don't judge it." She stared at him with a controlling look.

"Okay, okay, you start then." He said so they would get on with it.

"Truth or dare?" She asked with anticipation.

"Dare."

"Okay." She began to stroke her chin like an old man would do with a beard. "I dare you to walk on your hands from the dresser over there to that wall." She said pointing across to each object. It was a weird request but nevertheless, he began walking from one end of the room to the other. It wasn't something he hadn't done before when he trained with Tebol he would strap weights on him and make him move long distances. He stood up and faced Syndra.

"Wow Oberon, you didn't even tilt at all." She said with amazement.

"Yeah, my old teacher would put weights on me while I moved around. It was a really effective way to work out but the pain after was immense." He said, recalling the memory.

"Ok, your turn." She said.

"Okay, Truth or Dare?"

"Truth." Oberon nodded and stroked his chin in thought like Syndra did.

"Do you believe me?" He asked blankly.

"Believe what?" Her eyes filled with question.

"That I am the Gladiator God." It was a question he wanted to ask since he met her.

"Of course I do, why wouldn't I?"

"It seems absurd, doesn't it? It was a myth I heard about countless times and the carrier, the "God" Just happens to be me. I found it harder to believe myself then it did for you." He exclaimed.

"I have no reason to not believe you." She said with a small smile. "I have seen you use your tattoo with a sort of magic I have never even felt before and after all, you have done for me on the Island and cruise it would be wrong of me to doubt you." He nodded with somewhat of an understanding. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Do you believe me that I am the Dark Sovereign?" She asked with a stern facial expression.

"Yes, and before you ask why I do because I can see how conflicted you are with yourself and the other part of you." He said. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare." She said, smiling widely.

"I don't know what I'm going to dare you to do with that leg." He said with a laugh. "How about this; I dare you to teach me how to fight back against magic once you are healed."

A look of surprise flashed across her face. "How would I do that? We are almost to Demacia."

"Well I was thinking if you have no plans to go live somewhere you could always join me, I need a mage to teach me too and no one in Demacia is one." He said with a smile.

"I-I I would have to consider it, I guess I don't really have plans to do anything once I get to Demacia. The only problem I see with that is all magic is banned in Demacia so how do you plan on training?" She had a good point but he had an idea.

"Jax might let us and if he doesn't we can train outside the Demacian walls." He insisted. "First think about it, it's your life I would be intruding on so do what is best for you. Anyway, it's your turn."

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Do you have a significant other or girlfriend back home?" Never has he expected Syndra to ask a question like that. Syndra had a light color red that was plastered on her cheeks from the question.

"No, I don't." He stated while clearing his throat. "What about you?"

"Me? No, not at all." She said with a nervous laugh. "I have never even been close to dating before. I was always too busy learning to control my magic and every time I would get somewhat close to a man they would shun me from him."

It wasn't right for someone to limit Syndra's social life but Oberon knew what these Elders were scared off. "What's so bad about you having a boyfriend?" He asked the question was bothering him.

Her blue eyes flicked up to him and then back at the floor. "Well the two main reasons was I could kill him if my power unleashed, and I am not allowed to have children."

"Why?"

"Well, I can have children just not when I was living under the elders rule. They fear if I have offspring chances are they could also possess the power that I have." She twirled a yellow sphere around her fingers as she spoke. The information shocked Oberon. Not only did the elders seclude her from any other social life they told her she could never have children.

"I hope you won't let those Elders words change your heart. If you want Children to do as you please and trust yourself not others." Oberon said. Syndra smiled in reply and sat up on the bunk bed.

"I understand what you mean, but I really don't want to risk cursing my old children with what I had to bare." She said while twiddling her fingers.

"Well think about it like this," Oberon said. "If you have children of your own it won't be like what happened to you, you will be able to protect them from what happened to you." He was sitting next to her on the bed. They were really close, their faces only half a foot apart.

"I never thought about it like that." She muttered under her breath.

"Once you find yourself a man who you love and are comfortable with than worry about it but I don't think you should be worried about it." He stood up and stretched, letting out a loud groan. "Let's go get some new clothes and some food." He bent next to Syndra and locked his arm around her shoulders. Her skins were so soft and delicate he felt as if he might hurt her, but she wasn't too much smaller than Oberon. He was around 6,4 and she was 5,6 so it didn't feel too awkward. They made their way to the top of the ship and both leaned against a wall until someone found him. The fishing boat equipment was very new, it was still shining as if just produced and the new technology to the equipment was something he had never seen in Ionia.

"ugh, it' so cold…" Syndra chattered.

"The void rift must be making the temperatures this low." Oberon didn't want to see her freeze anymore. "Stay here I'll go find some clothes." He exited the hull and found a room with various clothes in it. He grabbed a pair of him that had a black cloak and a pair of clothes for Syndra. He found her back in the hall and handed her the clothes.

"Is this all you could find?" She asked with an annoyed tone.

"Yeah…? Why?" Oberon asked while pulling on his new shirt. She looked at him with annoyed eyes that lightened up upon the sight of him. She twisted the tee shirt so it was facing Oberon. It was Syndra's size no doubt, but it showed an absurd amount of cleavage. "Oh." He said trying his best not to laugh. "Here take my shirt." He peeled his off and handed it to her. "I can wear that one." He pulled it over his head to find it fit tightly but nonetheless fit. The V neck showed a lot of his chest but it was much better for him to wear it than Syndra. He put his eyes back on Syndra and was shocked. The tee shirt he was wearing was big on her, at least two sizes over but it looked so good. The loose shirt hung over her body displaying her perfect body with little being revealed.

He looked away before she could see him staring. He didn't understand how she was so beautiful compared to any other girl he had ever seen. "Could I get some privacy so I can put on my pants?" She asked.

"Yeah let's go back the room we slept in." They made there way back. He gave her some privacy and sat down on the wooden beams that lined the edge of the ship. The light breeze made his cloak and hair blow up but the cold breeze felt good even if it was below zero. He sat there for a few minutes, the temperature seemed to get warmer as they went one direction. A very faint outline appeared in the cloudy distance. He couldn't make out what it was until a crew member gave him a periscope. The sight he had seen was truly breathtaking. It was a large wall that stretched high up into the air.

"Is that Demacia?" Oberon asked in wonder.

"Yes, it is!" The crew member said with a toothy grin.