The Sword and The Shuriken - League of Legends Fanfic

A Man Not To Be Trifled With

Pov: Zed

''Balance is a lie - we are the true ninjas.''-- Zed

I had gotten all that I wanted but it still wasn't satisfying, all the people who have ever trifled with me are now dead by the age of my blade, but throughout all this I have protected my order of shadows. I have proven myself already many times before yet still none accepts me, this destiny that calls to me is a lie, it all is for when I started this quest for vengeance I should have known that my life would never be balanced again. To protect my order in doing so I Murder my friends without ever gaining their respect. I shall never regain what I have lost for I have made many enemies that will never again trust the face behind my mask, however this is something I am willing to deal with. I know what I did and I don't hide it I am just waiting for the day to once again be accepted by another unique group of individuals. Little did I know that was about to happen.

Pov: Yasuo

''The story of a sword is inked in blood.''-- Yasuo

Ambushed, alone and outnumbered not to mention taken by surprise the only option I had was to run. With the wind by my side I was lighter on my feat than most but what I hadn't realized was that my enemies knew these lands better than I myself knew them. They had sent scouts ahead before attacking me to inform other camps along the coast of where I would be, the enemy had been smart and set up several blockades to stop me. If I were any ordinary man I would be stopped dead in my tracks by this plan, but like I said I had the wind by my side. After making a split second decision I jumped un sheathed my sword and with one big sweep of it I commanded the creation of a miniature tornado which knocked my foes off balance and into the air. With that advantage I was given once again I leapt forward and slashed across all of my foes infant of me killing all of them. I was lucky that time that I didn't fall, I'm running out of energy I thought to my self I can't keep this up much longer. Luckily I did't have to keep it up, just as I ran into the clearing I saw a man, except this was no man he commanded shadows much like I command the wind. There was but one difference between our both equally mystical powers and that was that he himself seemed to move through the shadows as if he were one. I have heard stories about a man that trains in the old kink temple, haunted by the memories of the people he's killed and as luck would have it he was about to kill a whole lot more!

Pov: Zed

A man came rushing through the clearing running like the wind when he caught a glimpse of me he faltered as if he didn't expect me to be there. He looked as if he had just seen a ghost he also looked as if he were in trouble, and in fact he was. As I looked over to where he came from I saw a group of armed me chasing him. I knew he was in trouble and I wasn't about to lose his talents to a bunch of mercenaries. So my mind was made up with one simple flick of my arm crying out to the shadows I commanded them to help the man at all costs, I wanted to know his story.

The battle was fierce but won with ease for one cannot simply resist the power of the shadows and in the end the man lived.

Yasuo: Many thanks, you saved my life after all but I'm afraid I have nothing to give back in return.

Zed: I require nothing of the sort all I want to know is why those men were chasing you and why the blazes you decided to come here!?

Yasuo: Well it was the sole fact alone that coming here saved my life and for the reason those scoundrels were chasing me is because they had and many still do have the belief that I killed the elder of a town which once welcomed me as a member of their society. Now they just want me dead, even my own family.

Zed: I suppose those are good enough answers and I would very much like to know more, so you are welcome to stay here if you like but we have conditions.

Yasuo: And those are?...

Zed: Those are that you are not to interfere with any of my orders training, if you so chose to disobey, well then death is an option.

Yasuo: I guess a death threat is better than the actual thing. Just one more thing before we end this little conversation, why are you doing this? Why let me stay here?

Zed: I have lost many friends and have been forced to do things that I don't always want to very much like you, and I have no intent on having to repeat my sins unless I am called upon to do so. I also feel like you are different from the rest of society, I feel a connection with you, so please come inside it's getting dark.