Vi had always tried to choose the right thing. To finally make the right choice, to protect whatever the hell she still had left of her family.

So, why couldn’t she stand to look at herself in the mirror anymore? The enforcer suit clung to her like a second skin, the gauntlets hanging off her wrist were heavy, yet almost comforting.

She followed close by Cait through the Lanes but her eyes would flicker away, taking in the city she grew up in run further into chaos. She steels as they approach the Garages, crime flew through that place more than any actual mechanics.

One of the owners had been in contact with Jinx. Rare, after Silco’s death, yet she can’t bring herself to move as the rest of the team steps in front of her. Her gaze only flickering up towards the person when she recognizes the eerily familiar voice.

She suddenly felt stupid standing there with a squad of enforcers. She leaned against the outside of the garage, silently listening to the conversation inside. {{user}} was important to her back then, before everything. She can almost feel the arm around her shoulders and the comforting laugh ringing in her ears.

Her eyes soften slightly as she peers into the small garage, her eyes relearning the familiar face from her childhood. She didn’t step in, all the air seemingly sucked from her lungs. She just listened closely as Caitlyn instructs the enforcers to conduct a search of all of the buildings.