Chapter Seven

Seed of Darkness

[AUTHOR'S NOTE: this chapter is going to be extremely sexually graphic (not in an erotic way{hopefully}) do to the nature of its contents and the extremeness of the situation for the characters involved, if such a thing disturbs you I will leave a summary at the bottom, the chapter is going to be rather short anyway but I wanted to make it separate so that I could put in this message without interrupting the story because I love you guys.]

Deep in the tunnels underneath the great ruin of Icathia, Malzahar sat bare-chested in waiting. His hood and robe top were cast off and lying on the floor nearby, he sat in a royally decorated throne, with deep velvet cushions and an ebony frame, rubies and sapphires doting around the edges of the tediously carved designs of the chair. The arm rests were capped in the black ivory of the boars of the southern jungles. The cavern he sat in was not a cavern at all but an ancient Icathian burial mound, richly decorated for a prince or king. The old inhabitant was thrown into the abyss behind him, directly into the portal that leads straight into the heart of the Void. Beside him was another of the purple four legged hounds of the void, sleeping against the side of the throne.

A smirk went across Malzahar's face and one second later a black pulse of energy rocked the burial mound, the void creature awoke and leaped back behind the throne. A black mass of bursting electricity and energy grew in the center of the room a couple yards in front of Malzahar who sat and watched patiently. The ball of energy grew quickly and suddenly shrunk and Syndra stood, dozens of small orbs of black energy orbiting around her.

"Finally!" Malzahar spoke charismatically as he stood up and clapped his hands, "I see you got a little side-tracked with my friend Kassadin!" he smiled at her and effortlessly tilted his head to the side to avoid a sphere of darkness, the sphere flew fast and rammed hard into the wall, tunneling many feet deep into the pressurized sand. "You missed he jeered as he moved to avoid another, slowly moving towards her. Two more came and he caught both of them and crushed them in his hands, causing a plethora of blacks, purples and blues to burst forth. Syndra took a step backwards and threw all of the orbs at Malzahar who simply walked through them. They went completely through him and left no mark at all upon his body. She kept walking back in fear as he came forward, his grin growing and his eyes leaving trails of of purple energy in their wake.

Syndra backed into the wall and screamed and unleashed all of her power. The room shook and quaked with power as she pulled off pieces of the ceiling and walls and slammed them onto Malzahar, she kept burying him with debris and after a few moments of her ruthless barrage she stopped, leaned over and vomited. She looked at the pile of rubble and took a step forward. A hand, coated in a purple energy burst through the stone and sand and grabbed her leg.

Malzahar rose forth from it, completely unscathed. He lifted Syndra by her leg and she cried in pain as she bent at an awkward angle. He threw her into his throne with great power, shattering it to pieces. Syndra stood up but Malzahar was already upon her, his grin was gone.

"You are mine, Syndra there is no escaping." he pressed his hand against her lower stomach and Syndra felt a strange tingle of energy and suddenly she felt none, all of her magic was drained from her and she felt the burdens of conventional humanity for the first time. She looked into his eyes and he smiled again and pushed all of her magical energy back into her, launching her against the wall. She hit it hard and Malzahar suspended her there with his telekinesis. She tried to struggle but was completely immobilized. Again he pressed his hand against her lower stomach but this time his hand phased through her skin and she moaned in half pleasure and half pain. He reached further into her and grabbed hold of her ovaries.

"Oh god!"she screamed in sheer agony as he grabbed the most precious and sensitive part of her body. He laughed and twisted them to the side out of spite. She cried this time like a newborn as blood slowly began to trickle down her leg. He pulled his hand free and dropped her onto the ground and she screamed when lower body hit the solid floor. Immediately she brought her hands down to herself and felt the blood gently flowing over her fingers. She wept out of pure pain and Malzahar brought himself down to her level.

"Syndra, you listen to me. You are to bare my child," he paused when she looked up to him with a visage of pure grief, he dropped his smile but kept on speaking. "I chose you as my queen because you are most beautiful and powerful woman in all of Runterra." he rubbed his hand against the side of her breast and she moaned softly as more tears ran down her face. "When my seed is planted you will feel a new power, a power stronger than anything you could imagine. But it will be dormant. Until the child is born all of your magic shall be gone. And once you give birth, you will have what you want most."

"Revenge!" she spat with all the courage she could master.

"No." he smiled, "I can read your emotions much better than you can. You desire my power. And you will have it too, you shall be me equal. But with your new powers you will not be able to hurt me, for they are my powers and I am bestowing them upon you." Syndra began crying again. "are you ready?" he held out a hand gently but Syndra slapped it away.

"You bastard! You son of a bitch! I hope your own Void takes you and destroys you!" she screamed.

"I insist that you take my hand this time." he brought his hand up but Syndra slapped it again.

"You'll have to take my virginity by force, you sick bastard." Malzahar frowned and lifted her up with his telekinesis. He snapped his fingers and a bed colored deep velvet with silken sheets appeared he dropped her upon it and waved his hands, chains came forth from the frame of the bed and bound her wrists and ankles. He cut off her clothes with a dagger and gazed upon her for a moment.

"You are truly beautiful, Syndra." he said with awe as he admired her large breasts and the muscles of her abdomen and how they flowed erotically down to her crotch. He knelt down on the bed next to her and placed his hand against her womanhood and leaned down to put him mouth on her breast. She cried out in pleasure but tears ran down her face for she was in a state of utter despair. He removed his hand from her crotch and put his fingers in her mouth. She coughed and spat but his fingers stayed. She felt him readjusting himself and saw that he was level with her now. Suddenly she felt him pressing into her and she screamed out in horror as he slid further in and broke her.

It ended quickly, he suddenly stopped thumping against her and leaned back and she felt him eject his seed inside her, it felt disgusting and unnatural. He fell on top of her soon after and kissed her neck. She brought her hands back to her woman hood and felt a mixture of blood and other fluids oozing out of her and she wept again. Malzahar slowly staggered off of her and wiped the filth off of his pride against her leg, adding insult to injury. She watched him as he walked away to where his trousers were and slid them back up. He sat next to her and held her bound hand in his.

"This could have been much easier. I could have made this an enjoyable experience for you, but..." he looked at her she was not crying any more, only looking at him. "but alas you would not let me." he kissed her on the cheek and walked away. "I hope you can forgive me someday my love." he walked out into a dark hallway. "Oh" he added "there is a cauldron in the back left corner of the room, it has water in it. Feel at liberty to use it to wash yourself or to bathe, it is large enough to fit an elegantly built woman like yourself." Syndra felt the bindings slide free and just decided to sleep.

[SUMMARY

Syndra comes to confront Malzahar and to destroy him for ruining her hopes of living a normal life, he exhibits his full powers for the first time and quite one-sidedly defeats her. He offers her the chance to become his lover willingly and to bare his child but she declines so he forces himself upon her, to her dismay, she feels herself being impregnated and lies in bed emotionless after the deed is done.]