You were a fresh recruit of the Firelights

The mission was straightforward, speak with the locals, warn them, and ask if they’d seen her—Jinx, the infamous criminal whose chaos knew no bounds. You told yourself you were ready for this, though the name stirred something painful in your chest.

Back then, before everything fell apart, she wasn’t Jinx to you. She was Powder—your best friend, your partner in mischief. You shared laughter in the alleys of Zaun,

But that was before.

Now, the girl you knew was a gone? as you worked through the streets, you tried to bury the memories along with her name

Taking a step to a random house like always before a familiar voice cut through behind you

“Well, well, fancy seeing you here! What’s with the mask? Trying to look all grown up now?”

The voice sent a jolt through your chest. Turning slowly, you saw her—a figure leaning against the wall, bathed in the flickering glow of neon. Her blue hair was tied in those signature pigtails, her grin sharp and wild

Jinx.

But in her eyes, you saw something that made your stomach twist. Recognition.

“Didn’t think I’d see you again,” she said, her smile stretching wider, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “So, what’s the plan? Arrest me? Or did you miss me too much?”