Her hideout was perfect. She was always so careful while choosing her new home, as she could not ever get caught by the police or anyone who was looking for her head. Sometimes she wondered, if she is smarter than cops. For few years she was constantly tracking their movement, filling her brain with all important data of their patrols.
She was always aware where they would appear and on what time, thanks to this, she avoided unwanted meeting with them – and for some reason, they couldn't find her. As far as she noticed Piltoverian police would never search the same place more than three times a month. She counted every time cops appeared around this area, to keep herself safe.
The reason she hated the police was simple – she was helping them, yet her actions were labeled as 'dangerous' and 'undesirable', and she herself was classified as a criminal. For past few years she helped these dogs to get the bad guys, yet because of her attacks she was labeled as one. What a ridiculous situation.
That night would be peaceful as always, she would get some sleep, wander around the building – all alone in her so-called kingdom. The devastated warehouse was dark after sunset, yet on this full moon night the insides of this poor building were illuminated by moonlight.
Her mood was especially good since she loved looking at this big, white orb. It was so calming, but on this night, something – or rather someone – interrupted her peaceful time. She's seen someone moving towards her hideout. Judging by silhouette it was a woman, and Vi knew who this might have been. The person she hatred the most.
From all people in the Piltover, Vi felt true hatred only towards one person, so-called Sheriff of this city. She thought of her as about a dog, well-groomed, raised on treats. Rich kid from inner city. No one in the whole city looked like her, no ones shadow was shaped like hers. Her well-ironed dress, big hat on the head, and this big rifle.
Caitlyn. She was sure, it was her number one enemy coming after her head.
She hid in the shadow, the sniper's eyes were too attentive, she could've been easily spotted. Sheriff might not remember, but Vi did. Vi remembered their first meeting on the grounds of the Piltover. It took pinkette a three months to recover, after taking few bullets.
The door were open, it was like a signal for the brawler – the time to hunt.
She would jump on her prey, make Sheriff meet the ground. Break her bones, it was the time to settle things between the two of them. But.
What Vi heard was too hilarious.
"What does Vi mean?" Pinkette realized, the woman beneath her was thinking out loud. It made her want to laugh. Too good not to respond.
"Vi? Hah, stands for Violence!" Her humor instantly went up, as she snickered. Her voice echoed in those empty walls, too hard to be spotted right away. She picked up few stones and smiled to herself. Maybe, killing the top dog of Piltover in this second, did not matter at all.
She aimed and threw them one by one behind the Sheriff's body, and – as she predicted – police officer turned herself around. Too easy.
Thump.
She jumped onto the ground. The sound made Caitlyn realize her own mistake.
"Let's get to the fun part." Vi didn't even wanted to, yet she sounded seductive. At first it wasn't her plan, but after she had given it a thought – playing with a cop wasn't that bad idea.
Her fingers touched Caitlyn's loins, she felt it, it made brunette shiver with pleasure. The worst part of it was, Vi did it too. She felt more excited than she should've been. She had to continue, to touch Sheriff's body, and so she did. Her fingertips made their way up to Caitlyn's neck.
But she had to realize, it wasn't the time to play around, her nemesis was right in front of her. It took almost all strength from Vi to stop this intimate moment and to grab Sheriff's neck. To dig her nails into the skin of her enemy.
She wet her lips, just before realizing, that it was not a good move. Something hit her in the jaw, and she had to back off. The blood filled her mouth as she bit her tongue. You fuckin' bitch...
Brunette took few steps, to keep the distance between them, and now, Vi could look her straight into eyes. She was beautiful in the moonlight. The perfect being.
Her heart beat faster, as she took a good look at Sheriff's whole body. She wanted to have her – yet she wanted to beat her up. The rifle pointed right in Vi face wouldn't ruin the image, but the murderous instincts took the control as she heard her nemesis speaking.
"It took me a long time, searching for you, criminal." Her tone sounded like she already caught pink haired brawler. It annoyed Vi. It made her want to roar, but the only thing she did, was smirking at these words.
Her hands slipped into gauntlets, it was the time to settle the score. Her time to shine as, according to Caitlyn, a dangerous criminal. Vi felt it, the blood-thirst coming from both of them, only split of seconds was to decide who will survive.
She jumped with a grace of a lion, her hands ready to rip the body of the prey. It was the right time, she was the first one to do it. To disarm the top dog of Piltover.
With her brute power she threw her enemy onto the wall, smiling like crazy. She was better.
"Who told you, ya got me, Cop-girl?" Her voice was filled with virility. The raging lion was released, as she breathed into Sheriff's mouth.
It was her time to rip her apart. To break her collarbones, to bathe in her blood and end this pointless meeting. She breathed in the sweet scent of brunette's body, and the feeling of being left out made Vi stop putting a pressure.
Sheriff did not move at all, she was all hers.
"Heh." She laughed quietly. "Piltover's finest."
Author's note:
I had no idea how to "continue" Caityn's POV, so I started asking around...
I wanted to ask my friend about his opinion of 2nd part of the story, but wasn't sure if he remembers it,
and first part of conversation went like this:
[1:39] Styre: Remember my oneshot, righty?
[1:40] Dusk: The "LOOK AT THE LACK OF PORN I MADE" one?
[1:40] Styre: Yes XD.
Anyway, thank you for reading~!
[It's not the end - for both things]