Escaping Her Shadow

Chapter 2

Hello everyone! I am a new fanfiction writer and I love to see your reviews! Thank you for the great response to the first chapter of Escaping Her Shadow.

Honestly, I find it that there are way too little fanfics with Zed. Seriously, who doesn't think that Zed is a super epic badass mofo? This story was made not only to make Zed proud, but also pair him with many different women. Why, you ask? Because he's Zed, the Master of Shadows. Honestly, this man is so legit he could get a woman instantly if he tried.

Well anyway, thanks for the great response to my story. Please review and tell me what you like, dislike, suggestions for chapter ideas, anything!

"Die in darkness!"-dialogue

'Death is only a beginning.'-thoughts

Sow the seeds of strife.-memories/flashbacks

Chapter 2: Aftershock

It was morning in the Institute of War. Light streamed from ornate windows, flowing into the room full of the smell of freshly cooked food. Almost all the champions, crammed in one room, sat down at tables in groups and conversed with eachother. Zed, for the first time in his League career since he had joined last year, walked into the cafeteria. Immediately, the room went silent as everyone stared at him in curiosity. No one dared asked him what his business was in the cafeteria, as he usually had servants deliver a very specific meal to his quarters. Everyone continued to gaze at him as he took a plate from the incredibly tall stack of various china. Walking over to the food area, Zed used an armblade to poke at some chicken, dropping it on his plate. As he took a drink from the drink stand, he looked up from cleaning his armblade. Noticing that everyone stared at him, he stared back.

After a while, Zed muttered icily,"What." Only one person was willing to even try and talk to him.

"Zed?" our friendly, green amorphous blob called out. "Would you like to sit here?" Zed gazed at the table at which Zac was sitting. Nautilus was hand-in-hand with Nami on the other side of the table. Nautilus took up most of the bench, but Nami was able to squeeze in with her lover. Zac sat with an arm around the stoic Janna, whom Zed chose to sit next to. Zed calmly greeted the group, nodding his head at each and every one of them. "...h-hi Zed," Janna calmly said, shrugging off the arm of goop around her shoulder.

"Hello, storm bringer," was Zed's calm reply. Taking off his face mask for the first time in public, Zed pulled down the metal helmet, dropping it to his side. Beginning to eat, he noticed people from his table and the surrounding tables staring at him in awe.

"What are you staring at?" Zed angrily said out in a chilling voice.

Janna stared at his face, awestruck at his handsome features. His crimson eyes glowed, as if they were lights in an endless abyss. His jaw was slim, but powerful. His lips were scarred; multiple cuts marked his mouth. His black hair was somewhat long, only going as far as the bottom of his nose. His bangs were curled slightly downwards, covering his forehead but showing his eyes. "You are quite handsome, Master of Shadows. I believe this is why many people gaze intently at you," was her quiet reply.

Zed's eyes burned. "I care not for my looks," Zed snapped. 'Anymore...'

Syndra appeared at the table. "Zed! I require you to meet me at the summoning grounds this instant. We must settle our differences at once. I will not take no as an answer. If you refuse, you will die. This match will be to the first death." She slammed the table to emphasize her point. Zed sneered at her, his mouth curled into a smirk.

"So be it," was his icy reply.

Upon the Howling Abyss

Zed appeared on the rectangular summoning platform. He turned to the ghostly shopkeeper and took his merchandise. Zed walked out to the frozen bridge, watching for any signs of movement. Suddenly, the ground he stood upon warped. Zed dashed out of the way as a purple ball exploded into existence. Zed threw a shuriken into the bush next to him, hearing the tearing of flesh. Syndra floated out of the bush, bleeding from the side. She quickly drank a potion as she began to attack his minions. Zed and Syndra continued this way for a while, attempting to poke at each other whilst farming off of the minions. Zed felt a rush of energy. 'Level six, Zed. Your ultimate is ready.'

Zed gave the affirmative. 'Summoner, give me full command. I will do this alone.' 'Understood.' Zed waited until Syndra began to viciously attack him. As she used her abilities, Zed dodged them all, weaving back and forth as he slowly made his way towards her. Howling in frustrations, Syndra ulted on him. Hundreds of purple spheres flew towards him as Zed dashed at Syndra, marking her for death. As he threw down another shadow, Zed and his two clones spun their armblades around them, slicing Syndra's sides to shreds. She flashed away in desperation, but he and his shadows threw multiple shurikens at her as they lodged themselves within her flesh, and faded away. Syndra evilly laughed as she cried out,"Fool! You are weak! Not even able to-" she went silent as a rising pressure was felt in her chest. Zed laughed cruelly.

"Foolish woman. You are pitiful," Zed icily called out as Syndra screamed, the mark within her imploding as she disappeared in a flash of white. He felt the pull of summoner magic as he was torn off of the icy bridge. Once more in the clean, white summoner room, he strode out. As he opened the door, Akali came into view as she bumped into his chest. Looking up at him, she flinched, noticing who she had bumped into. She visibly was holding the ring upon her left hand's fourth finger. Hiding her hand behind her back, she whispered,"Hi Zed."

Zed ignored her, pushing past her and continuing down his path. Akali deeply sighed and gazed at the ground, tears welling up in her eyes. 'Please, someday let him forgive me' was her silent prayer to whatever god was up there.

Zed sat alone in his room once more in the darkness. 'Darkness. My home.' he mused. After a few hours, Zed fell into a deep sleep, still upright in a meditation position.

There was a door. He felt his hands reach for it. Before he could, he felt a blade run through his shoulder. As he turned around, there was an old, withered man. "You will never reach the forbidden arts. I cannot allow it!" In anger, he felt himself crush the man's skull and shatter his neck. "You would have never accepted me for who I am! I must have this power!" As the man never responded, he felt himself recoil in horror. "No..." he whispered. "No... I killed master... Please master! I'm sorry!"

There was a whisper in the room. "Zed... come to us..." Zed gazed at the door he attempted to open earlier. He reached for it and slowly opened the ancient door. There was a room of pitch-black darkness. As he entered the room slowly, the door swung behind him. "Zed... you shall be the master of shadows... powerful you will be as long as you join as one with us..."

Zed turned around frantically in fear, searching for the voice. "Zed... we are the darkness... We are your darkness..."

He awoke, cold sweat running down his covered face. Shakily breathing out, he felt his body tremble slightly as he stood up. 'Dreams mean nothing,' he told himself. 'Dreams are for the weak.'

Opening his door, he found a small card sitting outside his room. 'Hello, Master of Shadows. This is Janna, and I would like to invite you to a small gathering I am having in honor of my birth day, which is coming tomorrow. I would be delighted if you came!' he read to himself in his mind. Zed was about to throw it behind him, but stopped himself. 'Perhaps I could use this opportunity to get closer to Janna. She would be instrumental in interpreting these dark dreams I have been having,' he mused to himself.

Closing the door behind him, Zed decided to find out what exactly one does at a "birthday party."

Chapter 2 is complete. If you would liek to see more, gimme a review, favorite and follow. I'll try to upload twice a week! Thanks guys!