The night was cold and dreary as the masked ninja, Zed and the dark mage, Syndra gazed at the city of Zaun from a distance. A gentle rain poured down on their heads and ran down their bodies, dripping from their fingertips and clothes. They didn't care. From the cliff upon which they sat, the city was distant but it's deep green glow was unmistakable. Zed put his arm around Syndra and whispered in her ear. "This is going to be ours, my love. Not just this but everything- just like you always wanted." Syndra tugged his arm around her shoulder and held onto his hand.

"We are close aren't we? I can feel it. After all these years, we'll finally have our empire."

Zed smiled under his dark mask and leaned into her. "We've known each other a long time," he sighed. "I was so lost back when you found me. I'd only just opened that box, you remember?" Syndra nodded as he continued. "That box that held the secrets of the shadows changed my life, changed me. I am glad it did because it led me to you. You are everything to me Syndra, and once Shen is out of the way, we will have it all."

The mage gently rubbed Zed's shoulder, "I will go along with this Zed but I want you to let it go when we're through okay?"

Zed leaned back slightly and placed a hand on Syndra's leg. "Of course, Syndra. Once Shen is dead and my business is through with he and his order, we will rule together happily. I will have no concern but you."

Syndra grinned, "What is Shen doing on Zaun anyway?"

Zed removed his hand from Syndra and started running the edge of his arm blade against the rocky cliff, "I don't know, but all that matters is that he is here and we will destroy him. We have to."

Syndra smiled calmly and took off her black and purple headdress, holding and it in her hands and looking down at it. "I will make him pay for how he hurt you all those years ago." Zed's hand instantly moved to his mask, holding it on and turning his head away.

"The scars-"

"It's okay Zed, we will have revenge for that! I promise." Zed lowered his shaky hand and turned to her.

Syndra, leaned her face close to Zed's, "Zed, will you take off that mask?"

"Not yet Syndra," he replied, leaning himself slightly away.

Syndra's expression sank in disappointment, "Why not? You know I don't mind your scars."

"I know, but I can't take it off until my mission is complete."

"I don't understand," Syndra pleaded, caressing the cheek of her partner's mask with her open hand.

Zed swiftly entangled Syndra's fingers in his and looked at her longingly. "I want to- believe me I do. But until Shen's blood coats my blade, I must remain focused."

Syndra put her headdress back on and extended her hand, creating a black ball of dark magic in her palm. "This world will be ours Zed, very soon. And the coward Shen," she burst the ball of magic and it dissipated into the air, "will be gone."

"Yes my love," Zed crooned, "there will be no one left to stop us…"

Author's Notes: Welcome to my new story! Although most chapters will be way way longer than this, I think that this is a good place to start. We plan to give you a big (hopefully good) surprise in chapter 1 which will be released following the conclusion of my other story, The Unforgiven.

Let me know what you think of the prologue! Anyone you want to see in this story? Let me know! I hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for chapter 1 in the upcoming weeks.