A/N: This is the point where I alter their lore a little bit, just so you know!

Syndra awoke the next morning to the extremely unfamiliar sound of clattering metal when she realised that Zed was no longer sleeping beside her. She shot up out of bed and looked around the room to only see that he was walking over to the door.

"Zed? Where are you going?" She rubbed her eyes and yawned, still walking towards him. He stopped and turned around.

Zed was wearing his full body of armour other than his helmet, which he was holding in his hand. The huge dent in the chest piece seemed more obvious to Syndra than when she damaged it, the fabric beneath that was ripped and torn, revealing his bandages.

"Oh, good morning, Syndra! I tried my best to not wake you up, but er, it's clear that I didn't succeed." He nervously rubbed the back of his next with his hand, looking up as she got closer.

"Where are you going?"

"I thought it would be best for me to go back to the order.. I have spent the last 8 years of my life building it from the ground up. I hope you don't mind, but I'll be gone for a few days."

Syndra jumped at him.

"Few days?! So you'll come back?!" The excitement in her eyes made her appear even more cute to Zed, and he couldn't resist the urge to hug her, so he dropped his helmet and hugged her tightly by wrapping his arms around her neck, and she followed by hugging him by the waist.

Syndra was considerably shorter than Zed, which he now realised.

"Of course I'm coming back."

Syndra hugged him tighter, then she let go slightly to lift her head up and kiss him. Zed moved his hand to her face and cupped it, stroking her cheek gently with his thumb.

"I'll be back in a few days. I promise you that I will come back, ok?"

"Ok."

Zed took her hand, and led her out of the dojo, making sure that he said his goodbyes in the nicest and best way possible. After stepping out of the building, Zed questioned -

"Oh, which way do I go?"

"That way." Syndra pointed in between the dojo they were in, and the one to their right. They began to walk to the slight clearing.

"We must be up on a high hill."

"A hill? Haha, I'm surprised you haven't.. Noticed, Zed." Her voice became awkward towards the end of the sentence as they were edging closer to the edge of the floating island.

"What do you mean Syndra?" Zed giggled.

"Watch out!" She yanked him back on his feet, pulling what little cloth was left on his armour. Zed immediately crawled close to where she pulled him back from, realising that they were then on a floating island.

"What the.. How did we get up here?!"

"I brought you.."

"How?! You're.. Weak."

She hit him.

"I am not weak! I made this island myself, you know."

Zed began to watch Syndra in awe as she explained how this island occurred.

"I pulled it up from the roots, showing the rest of Ionia that a powerful mage lives here. You see, Zed, I was an orphan an-"

"An orphan?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I was.. Also an orphan.."

Silence hit them, both of them could only look each other in the eye, not moving or saying a word. Zed patted the ground next to him, gesturing for Syndra to sit down.

"Continue."

"Well, I was an orphan. I was taken in by the Ionian council, they knew I was powerful, even as a baby I was able to summon streams of multicoloured magic. I could control nature, and for a short time whilst one of the elders trained me, she taught me how to control water."

Syndra leaned backwards with her chest pushed out, as she tried to bring some water from the Koi pond to them, with little concentration, she brought an orb towards them.

"Wow, that is really.. Cool." Exclaimed Zed. Syndra giggled in delight.

"Why thank you." She threw the orb back into the water from a distance.

"And after she became.. Sick of me, if you will, I was passed onto another Ionian elder. Though in reality, I think she was just scared of me. Imagine a four year old being able to control the elements, that's just crazy." She blushed and placed a hand on one of her cheeks.

"It is crazy.. Well.. At the edge of, around seven, I was able to jump from tree to tree, and stay absolutely silent. I was quite proud of myself."

"That explains why I couldn't hear or see you for a long time when you were up in that tree." He blushed after Syndra said this.

"How.. How did you see me whilst I was up there?"

She giggled.

"I think you're forgetting what I just said. I control the elements, and the nature around me, Zed. I could feel your presence through the trees and the winds, I knew exactly where you were."

"Did you know that I was there for hours?!"

"Yes."

He flopped onto his back, and proceeded to cover his face with his hands. Syndra laughed, and leaned next to him, trying to peel his hands off of his face. Reluctantly, he leaned in for a kiss, full knowing that he would not be able to live it down. Syndra moved a hand up to his head, gently rubbing her fingers through his hair as they kissed in the sun rise.

She whispered. "I thought you needed to be somewhere?"

"Oh shit!" He shot up onto his feet. Zed turned around and gestured to help Syndra up, she declined.

"How will you get down?"

"I'll use my shadow, I can basically teleport to him."

With a swift wrist movement, Zed's shadow was standing beside him.

"Hello, Syndra."

"IT TALKS?!"

"Oh god, you weren't suppo-"

"ZED THIS IS SO COOL. CAN I GET ONE? HE LOOKS JUST LIKE YOU."

"Oh for the love of-"

The shadow backed off from Syndra, falling off the island.

"NOOOOO!"

Syndra seemed genuinely sad for a moment, until Zed burst out laughing, and collapsed onto the floor in a fit of laughter.

"He.. He will be fine! Hahahaah!" He couldn't hold back the tears, and eventually, he started to cry.

"Oh.. Oh my god.. Syndra! I'm leaving now." He was still laughing, but she did not look impressed.

"I'll be back in a few days, who knows, it all depends on where eveyone is with training." His voice was becoming more serious.

"Wait! Zed?"

"Yes?"

"You said you've been working on your order for eight years.."

"Yes..?"

"How old are you?"

Zed sighed heavily.

"I'm 27, Syndra."

"But you're so young.."

"So are you! And look how powerful you are. How old are you? 26? 28?"

"I'm 22."

"Well, I think this proves my point, you still have a long way to go into becoming more powerful, then. Both of us do."

Syndra stood closer and hugged him again.

"I would like to become more powerful.. It would get the stupid Ionian council off my back. They keep harassing me with threats about stripping me of my magic."

"In that case.. I think we should make some kind of alliance."