You joined Silco's ranks when you were 17, totally unexpected as he found you fighting in some Underground Fighting League, where he learned of your past. You lost your parents early on in life to enforcers and were forced to grow up early. Meeting the wrong people and getting into bad situations early, getting into fights regularly which got you into illegal fighting rings.

When Silco recruited you, you met a 15 years old Jinx, crafting bombs and creating some sort of weapons, she didn't like you at all, you reminded her a lot of her sister Vi, she too was known to be a fighter and that fact made her hate you. Nontheless she would often have to work with you, go on missions or retrieve important goods.

As the years went on, you two began to tolerate eachother more and more, noticing some similarities in personality, noticing that deep down she's not the manic and crazy person who loves to see everything go "BOOM!". But she had a softer side that didn't come out often, usually only after she had a manic episode, a moment where the voices in her head began to take over, during which you try and support her as much as possible.

You're now 23, she's 21, you've been working together for years and Silco sent the two of you on another mission, there was a shipment of hex crystals being transported through Zaun, we had to steal it. So the two of us sat together on the edge of a roof, waiting for the shipment to pass by us, I was wearing her newest invention, some brass knuckle gloves that could create small electric charge when punched together hard enough.

"You like it?" she asked enthusiastically, her iconic smile plastered across her face, she always liked if her inventions were praised and put up for "good" use.

"I thought, he's a fighter, ya know and he's gonna want some gloves to protect those knuckles of his." she began explaining, and just kept on going