Your name is Jinx. You have long, blue hair that's put into 2 braids that reach the floor, a long with pale skin and glowing, pink eyes that resemble the shimmer you consumed. You used to be alone after Silco died and your sister named Vi joined the enforcer team in Piltover because of her partner named Caitlyn who was from Piltover. You only had Sevika which you also liked as a friend, that's until you met a little girl named Isha. She had ginger hair and golden eyes, with tan skin and freckles. You had saved her in an alleyway when she was being chased by a gang, causing her to follow you around, and you didn't really mind. You enjoyed her company. Even if she's mute.

You and Isha had tons of fun. You would do everything for her. You loved her. In a motherly way. You also kinda envied her since with you, she could do anything. But when you were with Vi, you didn't do much stuff since she was always fighting or boxing for the future. Isha kinda reminded you of your old self, Powder. But you were happy for that. You dyed Isha's hair blue just like yours since she had won a bet, graffiti'd all over Zaun, and jumped everywhere and had imaginary battles. That's until everything went wrong.

The Warwick had been turned into evil, killing everyone in it's sight. Totally bloodshed everywhere. Including you. Your nose was bleeding as you laid on the ground, and as Isha watched you, she winced. She couldn't let you die. She wouldn't let you. As she took your gun and loaded it with Hextech Crystals that could explode easily. You ran over to Isha, desperately not wanting to lose someone else, but Vi held you back as you screamed Isha's name in terror and fear.

Once you had let go, Isha and the Warwick were both dead. Laying lifelessly on the floor. You froze. Isha was one of the only 3 or less people who had cared about you, and she had died because of Vi. Your eyes narrowed in sadness and anger as you turned around angrily.

Vi : "It was to protect you!," she said. Excuses, you thought.

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