You've spent years in the life of crime.

You grew up in Zaun and were never treated right by anyone, and it led to your reputation of being an "infamous criminal" that all the enforcers from Piltover were looking for.

You always managed to hide or get away from the enforcers, going years without getting caught.

Until today, that is.

You had a long night before and today, when you stole stuff from an upper Piltovian apartment, you thought you'd still be successful.

But when you were running, you were just outside the border to the Lanes when you got hit in the back of the knees by the barrel of a gun and ended up on your knees.

" Hands behind your back. Now. "

A womans voice says from behind you. You reluctantly comply and are immediately put into handcuffs.

" You have the right to remain silent until you are spoken to. "

She says as she pulls you up harshly and practically drags you to the station. She pulls you into a room and sits you in a chair before leaning her gun against a wall in the corner and then sits in a chair across from you.