A/N: Me again. I decided to try my hand at a League of Legends fanfiction. Especially after playing the game recently, and loving it immensely. My favorite champions are... wait for it. Riven and Vi. LoL has some very interesting characters, but I've decided to honor Vi with a fanfic. But more importantly, I will admit I think Vi and Caitlyn in a relationship just makes so much sense. Hopefully this fanfic will help justify it, as it will try to focus on why and how they would even consider being together, while also adding in a serious plot to the mix that will explore Vi's personality and story further.
This chapter took me three days to make, and that is when I would just work on it for an hour then call it a day. After I post this, I will most likely begin work on chapter two. So... without further adieu... The Piltover Enforcer... enjoy.
Cover image courtesy of 2Gold from Deviantart
Hi, my name's Vi. Y'know, the Piltover Enforcer, breaking walls and destroying stuff to catch the bad guys with my partner, the Sherrif of Piltover Caitlyn. But I just call her cupcake... why? She has these traps to catch yordles, uses cupcakes as bait. Hell if I know why.
There's also this guy named Jayce, who calls himself the Defender of Tomorrow... has this hammer that can transform into stuff, stopped some guy named Viktor and now, everyone loves him. Well, besides me.
But that's besides the point! I wasn't always the Piltover Enforcer, waaay back in the day, I was just a regular criminal. Robbing, and cheating my way through life, while also stealing and stripping any hextech I could get my hands on.
When I turned six, a small group of ragtag team of criminal misfits brought me into their little shindig. Damn, we became quite a group. We pulled so many heists it was just pure thrill now. Nothing ever went wrong.
Well... obviously, something's going to happen right? Damn well jinxed myself. (That's not gonna bite me back in the ass later is it?)
See, this is what went down... my group and I decided to raid this mining facility in the mountains near Piltover. The plan was flawless and to this day, I still don't know what the hell happend.
Some miners were trapped in the caves while it began to colapse. I decided to be the hero and look for some way to bust 'em out. Then, I saw this robot mining rig that apparently looked like it could have used a new paintjob and few spare parts.
Haa, you know where this is going, don't you?
I stripped the huge fists on that bad boy and modified them into some damn FINE looking makeshift hextech gauntlets. So, with my new gear in tow, I powered up my fist and punched through the rubble that trapped the miners inside.
After that I made my escape. Didn't bother going back with my crew, I wanted to cut all ties and go back to flying solo. Well, for a while at least.
Since then I returned to my criminal career, but here's the catch... I only screwed with other criminals and stole THEIR loot. Heh, pretty smart huh?
Ever since that day, I modified my hextech gauntlets each and every day, always improving them, always making modifications. Life was great. DAMN great.
Then I stumbled upon Cupcake. She didn't want to arrest me, just make me an offer that I couldn't refuse-
"Vi!"
Speak of the Devil.
Vi sighed and stood up from the bench just outside of Caitlyn's office and slowly made her way inside although she left behind her hextech gauntlets besides the bench. She already knew what's in store for her. Still, it didnt make her any less annoyed.
The first thing she saw when she walked in was the scowling expression of the sherrif of Piltover. She involuntarily rolled her eyes before planting herself in the seat in front of Cait's desk.
Vi allowed her gaze to linger around the officer before letting it fall on Caitlyn. She explosively sighed before throwing her arms up into the air, "Alright, what?"
Caitlyn mentally sighed before proceeding with scolding her partner, "Vi, was it REALLY necessary to destroy yet more propety as we apprehended the criminals that robbed today's bank? This is the hundredth time this week. Not including the fish tanks you smashed through."
Vi allowed herself a small yet soft growl, "Who cares? We caught the bad guy right? Mission accomplished. It's not like we can't fix it right up in a matter of hours. Hello? What city are we in? Piltover, the City of Motherfucking Progress."
"The point still stands, Vi. All this needless destruction is unneeded and quite frankly uncultured. As you delicately put it. This is Piltover. The City of Progress. Not a city full of mindless rabble that destroys property simply because it's fun."
Vi made a finger gun with her right hand to Caitlyn.
"Bingo. In case you haven't noticed, Cupcake, Jinx is out there doing just that. Destroying crap and causing chaos."
"You have a good point,Vi, but today I'm afraid I have little time for arguement. I want you to go home and take the day off. I will handle any further criminal reportings."
"What? That's bullshit. We work better as a team, we're not called Piltover's Finest for nothin-"
"That's an order."
Vi stared at Caitlyn dumbfounded before standing up defiantly, "Yeah? Well, fuck your orders."
And with that, Vi turned to leave, stopping to place her gauntlets back onto her hands once she was outside the office and continuing outside onto the streets of Piltover. Along the way, Ezrael crossed paths with her while on his way to Caitlyn's office.
"Hey Vi."
"Fuck off."
"Nice talk."
Vi continued her walk back home, not bothering to look back at the Justice Department where Caitlyn's office resided. She would just head home, and tinker with some shit. It's what she loved doing and quite frankly allowed her some peace.
Along the way, it was routine for the citizen's of Piltover to give her wary and suspicious looks. Sometimes she would throw an occasional glare to someone who gave her a dirty look, and it usually sent them running. Usually.
She arrived at her place. It wasn't too fancy, but that was the point. It looked small on the outside, but large on the inside. She wanted her hideaway to be hard to find. Caitlyn couldn't find her even if Vi gave her specific directions. It was perfect.
She walked inside after unlocking the door before being greeted by quite a messy room. Well, it wasn't TOO messy. Just plenty of empty alcohol cans littered throughout the kitchen and living room.
She merely shrugged and headed to a metal door. She pressed a few buttons on a control panel right next to it before heading inside and switching on the lights.
It was a very large room, filled with a variety of machines, gadgets and small tinkering here and there. On one corner was a dimly lit workbench, while on the other corner lay a rather large pile of spare parts. On the walls were various tools, but some were lying on the ground. In the middle of everything was a large object covered by a blanket.
Vi walked toward said project, but not before removing her huge gauntlets and setting them off to the side, and gripped the fabric with a single hand before pulling it off, revealing a motor-bike that wasn't quite finished. It was missing some vital compotents, and not to mention still needed a few parts. It was a project she liked to call Titan.
She adjusted the fingerless gloves on each hand before eyeing every tool in the room. She grabbed what was neseccary and began to focus on the task at hand. She lowered the goggles on her head before letting a large grin grow on her face.
Meanwhile, back at Caitlyn's Office...
Caitlyn sat in her office going through all the paperwork that associated with destroyed or otherwise damaged property. She mentally sighed before rubbing her forehead with one hand, while the other filled out various lines with a pencil. She couldn't deny Vi was a valuable asset, but she would love if the enforcer occasionally TRIED to at least avoid any major collateral damage.
A knock on her door disturbed the sherrif from her thoughts, "Enter."
The infamous prodigal explorer entered the office, "What's up, Cait?"
Caitlyn placed her pencil down before folding her hands together atop the desk, grateful for an excuse to procrastinate filling out the forms, "Ezreal, I am doing well. Please, take a seat. How may I help you?"
He nodded a thanks before taking a seat, "Just here to pay a visit before seeing the mayor. He asked me to chart out the caverns in the mountains. Too easy."
Caitlyn allowed hersellf a small smile, "That is good. I hear Piltover would like to expand mining operations into those mountains. I would hope they also take further precautions to ensure the safety of those miners."
Ezreal nodded in agreement, "I had a few close calls in those caverns. They're a bit unstable... and on that note... Vi seems... angry. Know anything about that?"
Caitlyn couldn't help but sigh, "I told her to take the day off. I was... quite frankly, tired of her antics." She eyed the papers on her desk, "Not to mention I have paperwork to catch up on... what a bother..."
Ezreal leaned back on the chair with arms folded behind his head, "Hm. I'm not saying you should cut her some slack, but, ever since you recruited Vi, she actually did some good in Piltover. Sure, property damage has increased since she joined... but how much has crime decreased? Because Jinx showed up in Piltover."
Caitlyn eyed the explorer with a critical eye. "As much as I agree with your sentiment, she needs to learn to control herself. She's no better than Jinx or the criminals we apprehend if she causes so much destruction."
He nodded his head slowly in understanding before speaking, "Well, what about Jayce? Why doesn't he help you out?"
The brunette covered her face with the palm of her hand before speaking, with a silent sigh meant for herself. "He is currently investigating reports of Viktor trying to revive his so called 'revolution' again. I think it is folly, but Jayce takes these reports very seriously. Each time this happens he is gone for months. A year at most."
The explorer eyed the sherrif before asking, "Won't you at least apologize to Vi? She seemed pretty ticked."
Caitlyn blinked. "What? What is there to apologize for?"
Ezreal shrugged. "I think it would just help ease the tension between both of you."
"Even if I wanted to apologize, I don't know where she resides! And believe me, I have tried tracking her down."
The prodigal explorer grinned before removing a slip of paper from the inside of his jacket. He leaned foward to place it on the desk before folding his arms in a pleased fashion.
"You haven't tried hard enough."