He felt Snydra's magic engulf his body. Slowly he was lifted off the ground and up to Syndra's face, a huge grin on her face, purple staring into yellow orbs. "Maybe we should rid of those bandages?" She dragged her finger across his face, her nail catching on the bandages covering his face. "I've been, just like many others, all too curious about what your face looks like."

Singed tried to turn his head away put he was instantly forced back by Syndra grabbing his chin. "How rude, you should show some more respect towards your mistress."

Singed started flailing his arms around. "Let me go right this instance!"

She laughed and patted his head. "You'll be free after you've been a good boy and-" She leaned closer to his ear and whispered so only he would hear.

His eyes widened. "I'd rather not."

"Oh- but you don't have choice."

"I refuse."

"I like it when they struggle."

"Bu-"
Syndra placed her finger on his lips and turned around. "We can talk later."

"But I-" His mouth was forced shut and he could no longer open it.

"I said, we can talk later." She glared at him before she floated away with Singed right behind her.

Singed began to flail his arms and legs around, trying to force his way out of her magic but to no avail.

"There he is!" Ashe said pointing at Singed. The group of women turned around and stared at him, then at Syndra.

"Hey miss oh I'm so powerful!" Ashe said walking up to her. "I don't care how "powerful" you claim to be, but let me make one thing clear, you won't get Singed that easily!"

"Yeah! She's right! We won't let you keep him to yourself!" Shyvana said, steam coming from her nostrils.

There was a cheer of agreement coming from the group.

Syndra's eyes narrowed and she flicker her wrist. "Move it, weaklings." The women were pushed aside creating a path. "You are no match for me." She flew past them, a rather distressed looking Singed right behind her.

Snydra made her way through the institution of War, ignoring confused looks from summoners and champions alike as Singed floated behind her, arms crossed and extremely annoyed.

He grabbed the bridge of his nose and tapped her shoulder. She turned around and looked at him. "You dare to touch me without my permission?! You better have a good excuse!" She glared at him for a moment. "Speak! What is it you want?"

Singed facepalmed and pointed at his mouth.

Her eyes widened before she returned to her cocky self. "Of course." She snipped her fingers and Singed could feel the pressure on his jaw disappear.

He let out an annoyed sighed and rubbed his jaw. "Where are you taking me?"

She smiled at him, a rather unsettling smile. "To my domain." They reached the entrance to the Institution of War. "My castle." Singed looked around before his eyes wandered across the sky where he spotted a huge castle slowly floating towards them.

"Oh my…" Singed watched her fly up into the sky and only moments later he followed close behind her.

AT SYNDRA'S CASTLE! I think my voice is getting hoarse…

Inside the huge floating castle Syndra was blabbering on about her powers while Singed paid her no thought. He was plotting on how to escape though thus far his chances were rather… minimalistic.

"And now to my favourite room." The rather large set of double doors opened, revealing a dungeon of sorts with a large circular window in the ceiling. Chains hanging from the ceiling, torture devices scattered everywhere but the only thing that truly scared Singed was the huge bed on the far end of the room. Shackles for feet and arms ready to prevent any means of escape, assuming whoever was bound to the bed wanted to escape.

"Syndra-" He began she grabbed his face and glared at him.

"You will call me Mistress." She said with a slight purr in her voice.

Singed stared at her for a moment. "Seriously?" He rolled his eyes. "Alright, "Mistress". I can assure you that I will not be able to satisfy your desires and tha-"

"Oh- you will do just fine." She grabbed hold of his neck and looked into his eyes. "I don't know why but I just know you will."

His eyes shifted from left to right. "Uhh- w- well… I doubt it and I'd rather no-"

Syndra pressed her lips onto his. A muffled yelped escaped his lips as he tried to pull away. After a moment she broke the kiss and bit her lip.

"Yes, you will satisfy my desires." She giggled, her face flushed.

Singed rubbed his mouth in disgust. Thank god I have these bandages. "Syndra, I must ask you to let me go."

She ignored him and flung him onto the bed. The shackles came to life and wrapped themselves around his limbs. She dragged her hand across his chest. "I'll be right back, don't run away." She turned around and floated away.

Singed waited until the doors closed before he began thrashing about. "Shit! Fuck! Piss and balls! I hate enchanted objects! They are nothing but bothersome to me!" He looked around the room to find anything to aid in his escape. He saw several tables with "toys" on them, whips, candles and all sorts of gaging devices. His eyes widened. "Wow… and I thought Teemo was a pervert." He stared at the clouds through the circular window, accepting defeat until he saw a shadow. Something was on the window or rather someone. Singed raised his head to take a closer look.

"Wait a second isn't that…" Suddenly the glass began to crack. Singed stared at it for a moment before he closed his eyes and sighed. "Why always me?" The glass shattered and whoever stood atop it fell all the way onto him. He grunted in pain and slowly opened his eyes. "J- Janna?"

She looked up at Singed's face, she was sitting on his lap. Her face turned bright red and she immediately climbed off him. "I- I came to rescue you." She stammered as she began to work on the shackles, using her own magic to open them.

"Phew- much appreciated Janna." He said as she removed the last shackle. He got up and stretched. "Feels good to be a free man again! Haha! Just as I said, not a single challenge I cannot surpass! Muhahahahahaha-"

Janna tugged on his arm. "We should get out of here before she comes back."

"Ah- yes… uh- how should we do that?" He looked around and stared at the door. No, we don't know our way around the castle, the chance of running into Syndra is too dangerous. He looked up at the broken window and tapped his chin. "Janna, could you fly both of us out of here?"

She looked up and rubbed her arm. "I- I can try…"

Singed looked at her before he placed his hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, I know you can do it." We're gonna die.

She smiled at him and slowly floated in front of him. "O- okay… grab… grab on." She looked away, her face flushed.

Singed looked at her in confusion. "Grab on? Grab on where?"

"A- anywhere!" She closed her eyes.

"Why always me…" He muttered to himself before he wrapped his arms and legs around her body. His face pressed against her collarbone.

"Y- you ready?" She gulped as he nodded. "Okay… hold on tight." She began to fly higher and higher.

Almost safe! Singed looked up, he could hear the wind and a smile formed on his face thought it faded away as he heard the double doors open.

"I'm back~" Syndra announced. Her eyes widened as she looked around the room in search of Singed until she spotted him and Janna reaching the broken window. "YOU!" She yelled, her eyes glowing brighter than ever.

"Oh shit!" Singed yelled as he held onto Janna more tightly. "Fly Janna! Fly like the wind!" Singed watched Syndra who began throwing balls of magic at them. "Watch out!"

Janna looked over her shoulder and yelped in surprise as a ball missed her by a couple inches. She turned her head back and flew faster, moving left and right to avoid Syndra's attacks.

"Don't move so much! I can't hold on properly!" Singed lost his grip for a second before he clung onto her again. What's this soft feeling? He opened his eyes and was greeted by a pair of breasts. "I hate my life." He said quietly as he pressed his face back into Janna's cleavage.

Her face was bright red. "S- Singed!"

"I can't put my face anywhere else!" He yelled up at her. "You can complain later! Now get us out of here!"

She closed her eyes and nodded. She clenched her fists and focused her magic, giving them an extra boost of speed. They flew out of the castle and Singed began to laugh. "You did it! Well…" He looked down and saw Syndra throw a huge ball or magic after them. "Holy fucking shiiiiiiii-" The ball of magic zoomed past Singe and Janna breaking her concentration. "Huh?! Janna were falling!" Singed lost his grip on her and flailed his arms around until his fingers got caught on her white chest piece. He pulled it off in one swift motion.

She immediately covered her chest, her face having gone as red as a tomato. "Singed!"

He stared at the piece of clothing for a moment before he looked at the incoming ground. "Janna!" He closed his eyes and prepared himself for the worst, though much to his surprise his head collided with something rather soft. He opened his eyes and was once again greeted by breasts. "Seriously?" He looked up at Janna's red face.

"Y- you can take your face out of my cleavage now…" She muttered in embarrassment.

Singed looked around and noticed that they were in front of the institution of war. "Oh!" He cleared his throat and handed Janna her chest piece back. "Thank you very much Janna… I…" He let out a long sigh. "I owe you."

She landed in front of him and looked up at him. "Really?"

He looked down at her. "I am in your debt." Please don't ask for anything, please don't ask for anything please don't ask for anything.

She started fumbling with her fingers. "I… I'd like for us to go out on a date."

He stared at her for a moment before he facepalmed. Of course she'd ask for something.