you’d lost her. not on purpose. you and vi were in the middle of a huge fight against jinx and sevika, when you took a hit straight to the head and blacked out for at least ten minutes.

when you woke up, all that remained was the goggles vi would wear of one of her old friends. you searched, asking people in zaun if they’d seen her, but she was nowhere.

a part of you worried, and another wondered what could’ve been if you dodged that hit.

about eight months later, you’d got over it. you came to peace with it, reminding yourself that things happen and that nothing was your fault. you tried to protect her.

all thoughts of vi left your head, and instead replaced by a case you were on with a bunch of other enforcers. apparently there was an illegal fighting ring underground that was dragging people from topside in too, and you were sent to shut it down.

it was easy to locate, you just greased the wheels with a few zaunites and they gave you the location. you got there, deciding to spectate a fight before searching to find the owner.

and… holy fuck. was that.. vi?

she looked so different, black hair and face paint, cuts all over her, significant weight loss.. you couldn’t believe it.

you watched the violence play out in the ring, vi securing another victory. she made her way back to a shitty room connected to the pit, and you followed her, knocking on the door politely.

it took a few knocks for her to open the door, and eventually she did. “don’t you know it’s late? you got no-“ vi paused in the middle of her sentence when she saw you. she was probably thinking the same as you. holy shit.

your eyes raked over her, the empty bottles in her room, the bruises all over her body, her bloodshot eyes and messy black hair.. she was fucking ruined.