'Twas a beautiful day in the Void, just the normal insane people running around. Crazily. But, two broad shouldered men walked through glaring at each other. Yellow eyes bore into red eyes. Masks faced masks.
"Why was I paired up with you anyway, Master of Shadows?" The ninja with yellow eyes growled.
"I could ask the same thing, Shen," Zed sneered, clenching his fists around the black handle of his carry on bag.
"What are you going to do? Scare those poor little voidlings with your so-called 'cool shadows?'" Shen hissed, stepping up a porch of a twisted black house. He opened it with a key, given by the Summoners, and stepped inside quietly, making no sound (CUZ HES A NINJA! DUH), and Zed followed.
Shen felt a shiver down his spine, and realized there was a shadow clone behind him, with glowing red eyes. "Zed!" He roared, turning to face the Master of Shadows. But Zed was no longer there.
Laughter rang through the old home. The ninja dropped down from a railing, and landed in front of Shen. "We shall battle, Shen," Zed sneered, "But... We first..." The Master of Shadow's voice raised a few, maybe several octaves. "Feed," he gulped, "The voidlings."
Shen felt another shiver down his spine, this time caused by himself. "Oh... No," he rasped, "Oh no. Now I somewhat feel like Akali would not like to be here."
The clicking from the little dreaded voidlings clattered down the hallway. The spooky old house Malzahar lived in creaked from age. Soon, Shen and Zed could see the eyes of all the voidlings, a whole hallway filled with blinking yellow orbs.
"RUN!" the two ninjas shrieked, very much like a little child (perhaps even shriller than Akali could even muster) and ran like cowards.
The two ninjas ran into a room and Shen slammed the door shut. The two were panting hard. "Just our luck... To have... Been put... As first..." Shen gasped for breath.
"Agreed," Zed replied, just as breathless as Shen.
Shen flicked on the lights, and the two had a moment of surprise to see what room they were in. At least two dozen voidlings gazed at the, curiously, all perched on ledges or on the floor, looking up at them. Suddenly, the door they had closed was beginning to melt into holes, and the voidlings scurried in.
Zed spotted a book near a particularly muscular voidling. The Master of Shadows inched towards the book, keeping his red eyes carefully set on the large voidling. It didn't move, just made a clicking sound and blinked its three yellow eyes. He snatched the book and leaped back like a scared rabbit back to Shen.
"Hey, isn't that the Voidsitting 101 book?" Shen said, taking the book from Zed. He opened the tattered old book and skimmed through the pages.
"Anything helpful?" Zed offered.
Shen smiled, then frowned. "Uh... I can only read Ionian and the Summoner language," he said flatly, "This is written in... Some sort of... Language." He handed it to Zed.
Zed's red eyes skimmed through the page. "Shen, you idiot," he growled, "It's UPSIDE DOWN."
"No it's- wait. Yes it is," Shen's mouth gaped, though Zed couldn't see that. A victorious Zed triumphantly handed Shen the book back, the right side up, finally satisfied in himself that he had embarrassed Shen. Finally.
"There's Demacian, Noxian, and the Summoner languages," Zed said, trying to weave his way through the floor of voidlings, eager for food.
"You can read Demacian?" Shen asked, not even taking his eyes off the book, as well as trying to pry a voidling off his leg.
"Of course," Zed snorted, "Anyone could. It's fairly simple."
Shen grumbled something under his breath. "It says 'Voidlings feed off of the fabric and the plants of the void,'" he read out loud, "'That can only be obtained from the Void area.' Well that's simple."
"Of course it is," Zed grunted, "Time to go on a quest, just like those stupid side quests in Pokemon."
"Wait, you play Pokemon?" Shen looked to Zed, surprised, "Isn't that a game for kids?" The Eye of Twilight quickly hid the Dragonaire Pokemon card he kept for good luck deep inside his pockets.
"It is not," Zed scoffed, "I saw you squeal over that Pichu you got yesterday."
"But it was extremely cute-" Shen began and then realized what he said, "Wait, you saw me?"
"Well, yes, no-," it was Zed's turn to cut off his sentence, "Come on, the voidlings aren't going to be fed just standing here."
"Never thought I was going to ever feed a voidling," Shen muttered, and headed out of the ruined door.
Zed nearly was stampeded over by voidlings, but managed to follow, tripping over at least all of them. Finally, he met Shen at the front door, with a platoon of voidlings scuttling after him.
"Are we just going to let them out there just like that?" Shen frowned. Zed shrugged.
"Why don't you look at that wall of pictures?" Zed pointed to a large wall, not broken down or anything, covered with framed or tacked on photos. All of them featured Malzahar along with his voidlings.
Outside, in the house, having hot chocolate, at the Harrowing, in Snowdown, and even after an URF battle. "Selfies?" Shen was shocked, looking at the photo and then the voidlings.
"Ah, here's a note," Zed said, plucking a note from the wall. "'Dear Voidsitter,'" he read aloud, "'Take a few pictures, if you would like. I find my times with my voidlings quite... Fun. Treat them just like human being or like kids, and you will fit in just fine.'"
"Well," Shen looked to the voidlings, who clicked impatiently, "Why don't we go feed them first?" He sheepishly smiled to the creatures.
Zed nodded and put back the note, and walked back to Shen. "Come on," he sighed, and opened up the door. He really did not want to show his secret side, but not to make this even worse for him, he had to show the "side."
"Remember to stay close to us," Zed warned in Demacian, hoping that Shen did not understand it.
Seeing the confused yellow eyes of Shen, Zed knew he didn't understand, and he knew that he would never ask for Zed to translate. The large voidling that was beside the "Voidsitting 101" clicked a few clicks shortly then a long one. A few more. A pattern. The Voidling Code Shen understood.
"The voidling understands to keep beside the ninjas," Shen said, smiling triumphantly, even though Zed could not see the smile from under his mask, "It's just Voidling Code."
Zed face-palmed, and strutted ahead, not wanting to hear a word from his arch-enemy. The voidlings followed loyally, their clacking ringing through the quiet Void. He stopped when he saw the creatures sniff a large plant, and then crawl all over it. It slowly began to dissipate.
"Ugh, so thats how they eat," Zed grunted, half wondering what he would eat. Hopefully some Ionian cuisine... Ah, how much he loved those meat dumplings... Just thinking about it made his stomach rumble.
When it seemed like forever became more than forever, the voidlings stopped eating. "Well..." Shen sighed, standing up from where he was lying on a large bench (it seemed to be a bench...) and stretched.
Zed came from the shadows, his red eyes blinking slowly. "That took... Longer than I expected," he groaned, as he stretched.
"Come on, let's get back to the house," spoke Zed in Demacian, towards the voidlings. Lucky for the Master of Shadows, the voidlings were too full to respond. They clattered after the two ninjas as they headed out.
Shen said nothing, which Zed was grateful for, as they headed in. "Now," Zed said seriously, "It is time. For us to show. Each other. Our true ninja skills."
Shen looked puzzled. "In FRUIT NINJA!" howled Zed. Realization dawned on Shen's yellow eyes.
"You're on," the Eye of Twilight grinned.
Soon, the two ninjas sat across from each other, an IPad in front of them. "Go!" Shen yelled, and the noises of the fruit being cut, as well as the annoying noise of the combos, filled the old home.
Now, this was very unlike the two, and what added more tension to the battle of Fruit Ninja... Were the numerous voidlings balanced on them. One perched on Shen's head, sleeping, while numerous baby voidlings were crowded on his shoulder.
It was different for Zed, however, for he had a nest of baby voidlings on his head, and voidlings tucked under the folds of his armor. It was quite uncomfortable.
"Darn it! Missed a combo!" Zed swore, his red eyes narrowing in concentration. Shen muttered a few lucky prayers, to whom knows what, and finally, at the end of the intense battle of Fruit Ninja... Shen had won!
"It was all because of the-" Zed was about to say "voidlings," but he didn't want to hurt the poor creatures' feelings, "Combo I missed!" He complained, but Shen only chuckled.
"A win's a win, a loss is a loss," Shen grinned, "Now, you know what that means!"
Zed groaned. "Taking out the poop," he muttered.
"Oh! And you have to dress in a maid's costume!" Shen added enthusiastically.
"Malzahar doesn't have a maid costume," Zed countered, feeling hope.
"You sure?" Shen smirked, and walked a little ways to the purple rug. He lifted it, and opened a hidden trapdoor.
"Oh my ***," Zed groaned with some creative words from Demacia.
Shen disappeared down the trapdoor for a few minutes, rummaging around, and came up with a hot pink with white fuzzes costume. A MAID costume.
"SHEN!" Zed screamed, but was tackled down by the Eye of Twilight.
"Time for a makeover!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
After an hour of struggling and fighting, Zed was finally finished with his complete maid costume! "Why does Malzahar even have this?" He groaned.
Shen grinned. "Zed?" He said in a serious tone.
"What," an extremely grumpy Zed turned to face Shen. A click sounded from the camera in Shen's hands.
"Well this is going on the Wall of Memories!" Shen grinned, tapping a few buttons. A photo began to print.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"