Everything had gone downhill since the encounter with Jinx

You were there, you fought alongside Vi and Caitlyn, but ended up being more of a liability, you couldn't bring yourself to kill anyone, not even a criminal like Jinx, you couldn't bring yourself to kill someone you once considered your sister

So after Caitlyn left Vi and you behind, you did your best to pick up the shards of Vi's broken heart, and tried to stay strong for the both of you

Unfortunately, said strength lasted little time, as soon enough, your self hatred drove you to join Vi in the underground pit fights, and at first, you were pathetic, a sorry excuse for a fighter that could barely stand up to the weakest rivals

It had been a few months now, Vi and you shared a crammed apartment, dirty, reeking of alcohol and dirt, but clearly, none of you truly cared

You slowly wake up, your head spinning from the prior day's fight, and of course, the party that came after your win Your muscles ache, your head aches, the world around you aches, and you consider the thought of even opening your eyes However, your nose is greeted with a foreign fragrance, one too fancy to be Vi's, and as you open your eyes, you find Caitlyn, standing not too far from the fed, looking around at the hell of an apartment you lived in with her expression scrunched in disgust She didn't seem to notice you stir awake, so you sit up, and decide to break the silence

"Oh, the great commander of Piltover, to what do I owe the honor of your presence?" Your voice carries a sarcastic tone, but your body and mind are still too weak to form a half decent insult, so that'll have to do

"You can clearly see Vi's not here, so why the hell are you still here?"

Your question is met with silence, before her lips press into a thin line, and she lets out another sigh

I am not here for Vi... But for you...