It's me again! Thank you to the people following and reviewing this story. I'm normally lazy to upload but with you guys reviewing I just can't help it but to keep writing! Anyways, hope you enjoy!
P.S: I highly recommend to read Syndra's Lore before reading this chapter, otherwise you won't know who she wants to meet and why she behaves like so.

"Assuming I will help you, then yes. You have ten seconds to say everything you want to the soul. Then it either disappears or I enslave it inside my lantern"
"It is fine with me, you can keep the soul, I don't really care about it. I only want to see him again and have a talk"
"Well… what do we have here? You are the first one that wants me to keep a soul"
"It's not your business chain warden, can you do it or not?"
"Of course I can and I must admit that I'm willing to, since I will get a new soul to my… collection"
"Do we need something? Can you summon him now?"
"Don't be in a rush dark sovereign, the only condition I have is that we must be in the Shadow Islands, that's the only place where I can summon spirits"
"Even though you collect them in every battle I saw you?"
"That's different. One thing is forcing souls outside their bodies, but summoning them… I'm not able without the powerful magic of the islands"
"Fine then, let's get going then"
"Not so fast, tomorrow… tomorrow will be fine"
"What? I don't want to wait"
"Either come tomorrow or don't bother me anymore, I have better things to do"
"… Fine you win. Tomorrow we go, which time?"
"Come to the Institute entrance by morning, I will be there"

Just as Syndra, the dark sovereign and Thresh, the chain warden were talking, a blue magic started to surround both. They were being called to battle. To the fields of justice.

"Seems like we will have to continue this talk later" – was all that the specter said

…

"Ahhh, the twisted treeline! What a wonderful place!"

Thresh always liked this place. It was different from the Summoner's Rift or the Crystal Scar. Those were much more… vivid and colorful. Instead, this place seemed very much like the prison the chain warden used to be. How many prisoners tried to escape only to find out that there was no control of your fate with him around. His weapon would pierce through the flesh and bones of those trying to run from him and would also wrap around the bone of its victim. Not only you would feel unimaginable pain, but you would also be pulled to the sadist warden. The screams were pure bliss to Thresh, no other melody could be better.
Better snap to reality, Thresh first action was to see both teams' members. It was as follows:

Blue Side:
- Thresh, the chain warden
- Quinn & Valor, Demacian wings
- Evelynn, the widow maker

Purple team:
- Twisted Fate, the motherfucker
- Rengar, the pride stalker
- Lux, the lady of luminosity

It was going to be an interesting match, Thresh always liked prideful preys. Rengar was, of course, the next victim on his list. Due to the Institute of War regulations, Thresh wouldn't collect the soul of any champion, but a small green orb representing them. It was fun thought, even if it weren't their souls, the green orbs acted like so. How many times had he tortured the leaders of Demacia or Noxus? Even Ionian most powerful ninjas succumbed to his tortures. In the end, no living entity could resist his "playtime" with them.

"Are you here Thresh? Seems like you are somewhere else…"
"Ah, sorry Evelynn, I just get lost in thoughts, let's head to battle"

The widow maker was an old acquaintance of Thresh, while you couldn't describe it as friendship; they had some respect for each other, this enabling them to work as a team properly. With Quinn & Valor it was completely the opposite, he barely knew both of them so he didn't really have a motive to help them. Of course, he would battle for victory but in case both his teammates needed help, he would go first for the widow maker and not for the woman with a bird as companion.

The match ended thirty minutes later. While his team was defeated, Thresh couldn't help but to rejoice himself as he captured the pride stalker soul not once but twice. The little green orbs were waiting for him inside the lantern. It was going to be a long and fun night.

"What do you exactly do with those orbs?"
"I beg your pardon? Do we know each other?"
"No we don't. But I'm curious of what you do to these orbs we drop when we die in battle"
"Quinn right? Unless you have something important to me, I don't see any motive to talk with you"
"Listen ghoul, I want to know what do you do with the orbs, mine included"
"You heard the stories right? You already know what I do with them"
"I also heard that you can bring any of those souls to this world, is that right?"
"May I know who told you? I would like to have a word with him or her later…"
"Not telling you and it doesn't matter either. Can you do it or not?"
"Maybe I can, maybe I can't"
"You can be really annoying sometimes… Is that one of your torture methods?"

Thresh couldn't help but to burst into a laugh, he was indeed trying to annoy that woman so she would left him. Maybe he could make a trade, bring whoever she wants and she could tell who told her about him in the first place. It had to be either Sona or Annie since only those two knew about it. The most probably would be the dark child, but he didn't remember her being close to Quinn. On the other hand Sona did have a friendship with her.

"Listen carefully; I bring whoever you want back. You have ten seconds, then I imprison the soul inside the lantern, and no, I won't give you the option where they vanish.
"But why?"
"Because I don't have any reason to help you at all. Besides I'm in need to add more souls into my lantern. Kitten going to last one dnight, after that I will need someone to play with"

"I will give you one week. Then I will come back and you decide"

With that Thresh left a doubtful and shocked Quinn behind him. Was he getting popular or what? He already did business with Sona and Annie and tomorrow he would deal with Syndra. But now Quinn was asking him about summoning souls. Who would come next? Teemo?

"I knew it, he's one evil spirit after all…" – she said to her companion

There was no way that she would allow his brother's soul end inside the lantern of the sadistic madman. But the chance of seeing him again, at least for only ten seconds was so tempting. After all she never did have the chance to say good bye to him. That night Quinn couldn't sleep…

"Very well dark sovereign, let's go to the Shadow Islands"
"Yes, let's go"

Before she knew it, they were already into the islands, travelling with a spirit beyond life and death was completely strange to her. How they could cover so much distance in so little time?

"I will summon him, you will have ten seconds. Then, as we arranged, I will do as I please with his soul"
"Indeed, bring him misery and pain for all eternity"
"My, such burning passion. I like your style…"

Thresh then proceeded to summon the soul that Syndra wanted. In a few second the form of an old and small man appeared in front of them… So this was Syndra's formerly master!

Ten.

"Syndra? Is that you?"
"So, seems like your visions is still failing you even in death, old man"
"What? Oh, I remember now!"

Eight.

"Syndra! Please, you have to learn how to control your power! You mus-"
"To control my power?! Ha! Says the man who was trying to neglect my powers!"
"No Syndra, it's different…"
"Different? All you told me were lies! You promised me to make me master my powers while you only wanted to make me weak!"

Six.

"You are wrong! So much power is dangerous even for you!"
"There is no power I can't control. You were only jealous of my ability and tricked me. I was supposed to be stronger! But you only grew me weaker every day!"

Three.

"I will only grow stronger from this day. I already killed you in life, but now I shall torment you on death"
"What do you mean?"

Two.

"Greetings sir, my name is Thresh. I will be your companion during the next eternity"

The old man was in shock. What was that creature? She planned this? It couldn't be!
One.

"Syndra, what is the meaning of this?"
"Begone!"

With that Thresh grab the lantern and throw it to where the spirit of the old man was standing. He tried with all his efforts to not be imprisoned, but no soul was strong enough for his lantern.

"Very well dark sovereign. This concludes our little 'trade'. You are free to stay here or go back to where you come"
"Before I do that I have a question"
"Yes?"
"Could I join you when you torture this soul in particular?"
"Well this is quite interesting. I never had public before, but I could make an exception… Let me think about it"
"I don't have intention of staying here longer, how can I get back?"
"You are already back dark sovereign"

She would admit it again, traveling with entities beyond life and death was really confusing, even for her.

"Tell me if I can join you or not then"
"You are forgetting the magic word…"
"… Please…"
"I will tell you one of this days, until then, bye"

Thresh then disappeared from the vision of Syndra. What a day, she could get revenge of her master, the one who tried to deny her powers by lying to her, promising to increase her abilities while they were disappearing in fact. And if Thresh was willing to have her as a guest while torturing his soul… This was going to be a good hobby of hers.

Author's Note: Well that was Syndra for you, not giving a cent for her formerly master. And seems like word about Thresh summon ability is spreading within the League! I have a few ideas for Quinn, but she will come in a couple of chapters. Next chapter will focus in Thresh finding out who is talking more than he/she should.