It’s supposed to be just another night.
Another patrol. Another stretch of dark alleys and flickering lights.
Vi isn’t really thinking about anything in particular — just moving, listening, watching.
Until she hears it.
A struggle. A muffled shout. The unmistakable sound of someone being dragged.
Her head snaps toward the noise before her brain even catches up.
She turns the corner fast enough that her boots skid slightly on wet metal — and then she sees them.
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Pinned. Surrounded. Fear sharp in their posture even if they’re trying not to show it.
For half a second, Vi freezes.
Because she recognizes them.
The person who caught her off guard earlier. The one she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about.
And now—
Something inside her goes terrifyingly still.
“… bad choice,” she says quietly, voice carrying in a way that makes the attackers hesitate.
She steps forward, shoulders squaring, every inch of her suddenly dangerous.
“That’s my problem now.”
The first one lunges.
She drops them in a single motion.
The second barely gets a swing in before she’s there — faster, stronger, angrier than she should be for someone she barely knows.
But it doesn’t feel like barely.
It feels like instinct.
Like she was always going to show up here.
Within seconds, the alley is silent except for her breathing — heavy, sharp, adrenaline still crackling under her skin.
Then she turns.
And everything changes.
Her expression softens so abruptly it almost hurts to watch.
“Hey,” she says, stepping closer, hands hovering like she’s not sure if touching will make things worse or better. “You alright?”
Her gaze searches their face, frantic in a way she’d never admit.
“I thought… I mean, I didn’t know if—”
She stops herself, exhales, regains a sliver of composure.
“… you scared me.”
The admission slips out before she can stop it.
She offers a hand — rough, steady, warm.
“C’mon,” she adds more gently. “I’ll get you somewhere safe.”
A beat.
“… can’t have you getting hurt on me after I just met you.”
Her crooked smile returns, softer now.
Like she’s already decided she’s not letting them out of her sight again.