A/N: Sorry for the wait, school is pretty hectic this term.

Sona was walking Amp through the streets of Demacia like she has for a month, watching him listen intently to anything that made noise while staying close to her. She stops in a public courtyard where she relaxes and plays her etwahl, catching the attention of everyone passing by. Amp finds a spot on Sona's dress and rests his tiny body, curling up into a ball. A crowd was gathering as she continued to play her soothing music. Children also appeared, but their focus was on the pup wearing a hoodie and a headset. A little girl squats down and lightly rubs his head, grabbing his attention. The other kids follow and do the same as Sona plays some more, lightly laughing at the scene. After the crowd grew a bit more sizable, she decided that a change of pace was in order. So, patting a spot on her instrument for Amp to position himself on, causes the strings to be replaced by a series of buttons that spread all across the face of the etwahl.

Sona cracks her fingers and starts pressing a sequence of button combinations, making the board light up and Amp to...well... amplify the noise. Imagine Sona playing Sæglópur (ENiGMA Remix). Love that song and of course, I don't own it.

Several hours pass as more spectators are drawn in by the strange genre of music. Moments later, Sona finishes her performance and hears applause.

"I think they like it, Amp."

"Yeah, let's play some more!"

Amp barks at Sona with glee, but their attention adverts to the side as her name is called out from the crowd. It was Xin Zhao and Taric calling her over. Before she could walk over to them, a group of kids stop her and ask if they could play with Amp. She hesitantly nods and tells Amp to play nice through her thoughts. He whimpers a bit, but a scratch behind his ears cheers him up. Sona walks away and the kids play around the park with Amp.

This is where things go wrong. It wasn't long before some of the kids got into a fight over Amp, resulting in a debate between returning him to Maven of the strings and keeping him for themselves. Unfortunately, the strongest boy of the group took off with his buddies and Amp, leaving the others in the dust. The boys zigzag through alleyways increasing the distance between them and Sona. After making sure the coast was clear, they set Amp down with a look of triumph. Amp was confused and whines feeling the presence of Sona so far away. The boys try feeding him a piece of jerky, but get rejected as he runs off to find his owner. Amps turns a corner and runs straight into a burlap sack.

The boys turn the corner as well, but face a gang of large men covered in tattoos and scars.

"What do you brats want?"

"N-nothing."

"Then SCRAM!"

The man holding the bag yelled, scaring the kids away. The gangsters then walk into a warehouse where loud cheering could be heard. Amp was shaking in fear as it was dark and unpleasant. He is suddenly dropped into a dirt ring that was dug into the ground. The concrete walls were fairly high to the tiny pup and the chanting for blood made him feel even smaller. Though he couldn't see the crowd in the shadows surrounding the ring, he could see a steel grate on the wall slowly rising. What crawled out was a Brackern, ten times the size of Amp. The crystalline scorpion was quick to lunge at the defenseless animal hitting him with its over-sized claw.

Amp yelps as his body slams into the concrete, kicking up dust. The crowd cheers after watching the Brackern crush another victim in their twist game, but the party gets cut short after a door slams open allowing some light into the dark room.

"You best prepare yourselves. This is House Laurent property."

It was an agitated Fiora with her rapier pointed at the gangsters. The men weren't intimidated by the duelist due to the abhorrent reputation of House Laurent brought on by her father. The ten gangsters place all their focus on Fiora with weapons drawn.

"Go home, little girl, before we feed ya to my rare Brackern."

"Insolent peasants!"

Fiora loses her temper and goes into attack mode. During her fight, the one back at the pit was about to continue as the Brackern holds a defensive position facing the cloud of smoke. In a flash, a black and marigold fur-ball smashes its tiny head into the scorpion's face, pushing him back a little. The Brackern bashes him away with its tail, but he rebounds and headbutts the crystalline scorpion's face again. This time, deep cracks spread over every inch of the scorpion's body. The new Shen... the new pup grits his teeth as he pushes the opponent violently into the wall, breaking the Brackern into pieces. He stood over his opponent's remains on four paws while growling in rage and victory.

Fiora didn't take long with the gangsters who now laid unconscious and covered with cuts. She sheaths her sword and walks over to the noise coming from the ominous hole in the ground. She notices the small animal growling at a pile a purple dust and jumps down to investigate. Despite Fiona's confident and cold nature due to the events of her past, she found herself more comfortable around animals seeing how they are the only ones who can't judge her by the disgrace imposed on her name, but that doesn't mean they aren't scared of her. So, she cautiously approaches the black and yellow pup, then squats down and offers her hand. Sadly, the pup spun around and bit her fingers hard enough to draw blood. Fiona does flinch as she watches him bite down harder, keeping eye contact with his fierce copper red eyes. His hostile expression slowly becomes softer as he continues to stare at Fiora's dismal smile. His fangs eventually part from her hand where he suddenly began licking the wound with pitiful eyes as if saying sorry.

"Good boy."

Fiora would often scare away people and animals but this one was different as he places a paw on her knee with a curious look on his face. Fiora jumps out of the pit and places him on the ground to tell him to run off. Like an obedient child he runs off and soon after returns, following closely behind. She just ignores him seeing how the route she was currently on was riddled with challengers wishing to shame the head of House Laurent. A large man dressed in a military getup steps from the side, blocking her path. Both drew their weapons.

"My name is Barrus from House Crownguard. I've come here to put you in your place, Fiora."

"Crownguard? Then I suggest you submit. You already lost."

Before they could engage in battle, the yellow jacket pup quickly dashes forward and begins to viciously bite down on his long jacket, shaking his head wildly. Though he was trying his best, he was effortlessly kicked off. Fiora just watches as he gets back up and shakes off the dirt to go in for another attack, this time a headbutt into the kneecap.

"Ouch! Why you mangy mutt!"

The man from House Crownguard kneels on the ground while holding his dislocated kneecap, then raises he cutlass over his head. His sword comes down onto the growling pup, but is stopped short by a rapier.

"Such unrefined style to have been defeated by someone with no weapon, Barrus of House Crownguard."

"That was a fluke."

"Just like you."

Fiora laughs and walks away, leaving the man to grieve in pain. She slaps the side of her thigh to get the attention of the pup, who was still growling at the man.

"Follow."

Testing the command, she is surprised to see how docile this fellow was and decided to keep him around for now. Perhaps some company will ease her resentment on those who look down on her and calm her stress. Fiora takes another look down at him, pondering on a name.

"You are...Zenzo. Understand?"

Zenzo barks in compliance as he follows more commands with his new name to confirm it. Fiora kept her strict demeanor, pushing the idea that only those who know honor and discipline can live under the roof of House Laurent, therefore complete loyalty and devotion to the Laurent name is needed...even for a pup who appeared out of nowhere.

"How much longer must I be a house pet?"

Shen asks himself while in his yellow jacket skin.

"Stop dwelling on small details and eat a manju."

Shen's mother forcefully stuffs a sweet pastry into his mouth.

"Learn from your younger selves, Shen. Look how many allies were made so far."

His father sternly states with a serious expression, but fails to be taken seriously when holding a pink manju covered in cherry blossom petals.