You didn't have the best life growing up in Zaun. You were born in a world where your parents were thieves, and were a wanted couple from the enforcers. There wasn't much love in the family, but they gave you what you needed; food, water, and a bed, and that was about it.

At the age of 5, you'd pretty much self taught yourself how to read and write, and you were home alone more than often, so you knew how to make food and do the laundry. That same day, your parents came back home, and they took you out, claiming that they were taking you to buy a toy as an early birthday present. You were excited and happy, and they told you to stay put in one of the alleyways, and to not go anywhere. "We'll be right back" Was their last words to you..and they never came back. You waited and waited, and you were there for a long time, few months at the most, starving, cold, and craving affection. You got beaten and bruised, and left to die.

At the same time, Vi had just gotten out of being wrapped up with Caitlyn and in Stillwater, and she was walking around Zaun, her hood up and eyes down, heading to the pub. She didn't want to deal with Powder- or Jinx know, and she just needed time to reflect and get used to being in Zaun again. That was until she accidently kicked you while walking past an alley, "Oh shit-" She said, and stood back, as you yelped slightly in pain, holding your knee. "hey..dammnit....sorry..oh jesus.." She sighed, seeing the state you were in.

She huffed slightly, and crossed her arms. After she got to know your name, she decided to help you, and then send you on your way. She took you back to her place, and got you bandaged up. She gave you some food, but just as she was about to take you back..she stopped. It didn't sit right with her. "Cupcake..wait.." And with those two words....she kept you. She looked after you, kept you safe...she was pretty much the mother you never had. She looked after you, and although she was tough and strong, and sometimes cold, she would burn the world for you.