Hey guys, LiddoAiren here with my second LoL fic and of course, it's a Caitlyn/Vi pairing.

I felt like I needed to write this down as it had been in my head for so long and I needed to get it out of there otherwise it'd be annoying me forever. As such, it might not be at the best of quality in terms of writing.

Basically, this is an AU where their roles are switched. Expect some OOC.

Anyways, please read and review! You can be harsh in your reviews if you want, it'll help me become a better writer.

Caitlyn swung from building to building, constantly retracting and firing her grappling hook at different buildings, chasing her prey. Although the average person wouldn't have noticed, her eyes shined with determination as she saw herself approaching closer to her objective.

On the streets people point up, once again bringing public attention to the vigilante sniper swinging from building to building as she tried to find a good sniping position. Some cheer for her heroism, some reprimand her for her recklessness, and some simply stare in awe. She pays them no mind, as no matter how much attention they give her, she will never care. She doesn't do this for attention. She does it for the city she loves. And most of all, she does it for herself. Nothing was more satisfying than taking down and bringing in criminals yourself. Especially when you proved yourself better at taking down criminals than the dirty zaunite the people call their sheriff.

A sour look crossed Caitlyn's face as she found herself thinking about the current sheriff of Piltover. That dirty woman might have brainwashed the citizens of the beloved city of Piltover that she was on their side, but Caitlyn wasn't fooled. That woman was a zaunite through and through, and as such she wasn't to be trusted. Once that zaunite had made enough money, she would abandon the police force and go back to that poisonous city to live the lavish lifestyle her kind could only dream of.

Caitlyn couldn't let that happen, therefore she took matters into her own hands. If the people couldn't see reason through her words, she'd have to take action. She'd have to bring in the criminals themselves to prove how disgusting their sheriff truly was and eliminate her parasitic presence from her city.

Settling herself on the Clocktower, one of the city's skyscrapers, she hastily and skillfully removed her rifle from her shoulders and aimed at the incoming, speeding car. Within that car were four robbers currently on the run with a mixture of cash, runes, and gold; all stolen from one of the biggest banks in Piltover. Caitlyn's heart beat in excitement as she traced the robbers. They'd know today who the real enforcer of the law was.

"How foolish." she thought, keeping the car within her sights. Did this band of robbers really think they could get away with stealing from a huge bank? Then again, maybe it was to spite the police force to show their ineptitude. Either way, it was all the same to her. They were criminals, and like many others, they were to be behind bars. Caitlyn inwardly smirked as she failed to see any police car in her expanded line of sight. Of course they wouldn't come, they were probably too busy stuffing their faces with their donuts to care. No doubt it was due to that dirty zaunite's influence.

"Calibrating…" she whispered to herself. Their car was speeding straight on the right lane, perhaps in hopes of escaping to the freeway where they could speed without interruption. She had to get them before then.

"Steady…"

Before she knew it, police cars immediately arrived and barricaded the exit, forcing the robbers to continue going straight on the surface street and towards the intersection. To her surprise, even more police cars arrived at the intersection, rushing to surround the car of robbers. The robbers hardly had any time to react as one police vehicle rear-ended them and another rammed them from the side. Strange, had the police cars been stationed there before hand? How were they able to act so quickly? The robbers had hardly driven five miles from the bank!

"Freeze!" she heard officers cry as they exited their vehicles and aimed their firearms at the surrounded car.

Caitlyn lifted her eyes from her scope as she observed the scene. At this point, there was no hope for the robbers of escaping. Their only hope of avoiding arrest was suicide, but Caitlyn figured they were too petty to perform such an act. As expected, the masked thieves slowly left the vehicle with their hands in the air and no weapon in sight.

"Tch." the disgruntled woman slung her rifle back over her shoulders. So the police force was still competent after all, even under the control of that dirty zaunite.

"Next time." She mumbled to herself, turning from the scene to leave.

"Next time? I wouldn't be too sure of that." a voice said.

Caitlyn froze in her boots. In front of her stood a pink-haired woman wearing a vest over her dress shirt and dress pants. Her hands were on her hips and it was easy to tell she wore an expression of victory as she sported her usual smug smile.

Vi. The Sheriff of Piltover. The Dirty Zaunite, as Caitlyn called her.

While the smile might have seemed friendly enough, Caitlyn knew full well it was anything but. Proven to be brutal and incorruptible and armed with her famous gauntlets, it was her who put many corrupt officials and crime lords behind bars. As if her oversized gauntlets weren't threatening enough, the sheriff also proved herself to be quite the capable interrogator, being able to squeeze out every bit of information from even the most loyal of criminal followers. Nobody knew how she had done it and none dared ask. Whenever she was around, many criminals dared not show their faces for fear of more than just their bodies being broken.

Public opinion varied, as some were willing to look past her background and accepted her for her many contributions to maintaining the peace, while others were less trusting, unwilling to forget that she was a zaunite. A slum rat. Someone who tainted the "clean" and "classy" environment with her vulgar language and outgoing personality. Overall, someone unworthy of the trust of Piltover's beloved citizens. While many could say whatever they wanted about her, nobody could deny her unorthodox methods had greatly decreased crime percentages in the city and as a result, made it a safer place to live.

Caitlyn noticed her gauntlets being smaller than usual, being the same size of her hands and resembling gloves more than gauntlets. While one might have thought that Vi might have gone for something smaller and weaker, Caitlyn knew the sheriff well enough to know the sheriff was a hextech geek and as such most likely modified her gauntlets to enable more movement and power. If anything, those gauntlets were stronger than before as one serious punch from the sheriff could completely blow a hole in her body. This would not be a good matchup. She had just slung her rifle over her shoulder. If this turned into an altercation, she'd have to take time to aim while the sheriff could easily rush in and pin her. An altercation would not do.

"So what?" she thought, reassuring herself. "So what if she got an upgrade? She still has no power over me. I'm still Caitlyn Chamberlain!"

"Now then vigilante...I wonder who it could be, under that mask?" the sheriff inquired, stroking her chin.

Then, remembering her mask and voice modulator, Caitlyn replied with confidence.

"I am nobody of consequence. I only want this city to be a safer place." she replied, inwardly sighing in relief at hearing her distorted voice.

The sheriff chuckled. "The infamous vigilante, claiming herself to be someone of no consequence? Now I had heard everything. You do know that there are better things to do to help this city become a safer place rather than shoot people, right? Don't you know I could have you arrested for your numerous vigilante acts? At this point, any case of you being 'of no consequence' is thrown out the window here. So let me ask again, who are you?"

Caitlyn said nothing in reply, unsure of how to proceed. However, while the sheriff paused she didn't seem to be done talking yet as she continued as if the silence didn't exist.

"Maybe another admirer of mine? If that was the case, I wouldn't be surprised. I am quite charming, wouldn't you agree? Or the daughter of a famous politician, perhaps? Or just another idiotic woman who believes she can get away from the law just because she has money?"

Caitlyn clenched her fists in anger. This woman and her delusions! What's more, she would never forgive the bite behind the woman's last two comments. Realizing she had already been discovered, she removed her mask and voice modulator, revealing herself to the sheriff.

"Well well well, Caitlyn Chamberlain. I must say it's an honor to finally meet you in person." the sheriff said, while mock-bowing. "I must say, I'm a bit disappointed. You have such a strong opinion of me on social media, but I have yet to hear a biting remark from you. Don't tell me all that bravado had flown out the window the moment you locked eyes with me."

The sheriff shook her head in disappointment, as if all the respect she might have held for Caitlyn was thrown away. "It seems like you're just like the rest of the high class. You all say things about me yet can't back up all that talk to save your lives. Then again, I guess I was expecting too much from a pampered little princess like you."

Rage...building…

She knew this woman was only goading her, but she needed to vent some of her anger out. What gave her the right to mock her like this? Without thinking, she grabbed her rifle.

"Now I wouldn't do that if I were you. Grabbing that rifle would keep you open and allow me to rush in and attack full force, and seeing as how you need time to aim and shoot...I'm pretty sure the both of us know the outcome, right?" the sheriff smirked.

Knowing she had lost that battle, Caitlyn freed her hands from her rifle.

"Are you going to arrest me?" she asked mockingly. "My father wouldn't forgive you if he knew about this."

The sheriff's smile grew even more smug. "Oh yes, try to control me with fear will you? What's your father going to do, smack me with his creations? Probably not since he regards his creations to be of higher value than a zaunite. Oh! Is he going to sue me? Because I'm sure he'd be fighting a losing battle. Whatever the case, it's not gonna stop me from doing the right thing here."

Caitlyn scoffed. "So you're saying even if my father offered a huge sum of money for my release, you'd refuse it and keep me locked in because it's the 'right thing to do'? "

"You got it."

…

"...What?"

"Surprised? I bet you were expecting me to take the money so you could expose me for being corrupt like them and call me a hypocrite right? Sorry, for failing you. I don't care about the money you or your father have. You committed a crime, you're gonna be behind bars. Period." The sheriff put heavy emphasis on her last word, her smug grin disappearing. She was serious.

No. This couldn't be. She was a zaunite! They only chased after money! Law and order? Peace? Those were supposed to be foreign words to them!

"You're lying…" the sniper said quietly, unsure of whether she was trying to convince the sheriff or herself.

"Oh Caitlyn, so young and so ignorant. You should've savored your youth and enjoyed it to the fullest instead of wasting your time getting involved with the law. Let me tell you what's going to happen: First, I'll take you to the detention center and lock you up. Soon your parents will catch wind of this and demand me to release you, claiming to me that you're a girl who can do no wrong. I'll then show him this recording…"

Vi then held out a small device and pressed the button, which replayed their earlier conversation. Both the sheriff's and Caitlyn's voice could easily be made out.

"...and your father, assuming he's someone who at least cares about his beloved daughter, will offer a generous amount of money to the department in exchange of your release and our silence. I, being someone who's decent enough to not let money get in the way of her judgement, will refuse and instead reveal the information to the public. There, the truth about the vigilante will be revealed and all of Piltover will be in a craze. Your family's reputation will plummet and you all will eventually lose your money. Once the people see what we've done, they'll know that the police force will enforce the law no matter what gets in their way and from now on will think twice about testing the law. Besides, with all the exposure from media coverage, I'm sure we'll receive generous donations from the public and the governor will have no choice but to increase our funding. And thank goodness for that. For a group of people who work hard at enforcing the law, so many of us just don't get paid enough."

The sheriff took a huff at her long explanation before wearing her smug smile again.

"Basically, it's a win-win situation for me and the police force."

Caitlyn stood frozen, appalled at the image of her fate. Using whatever strength she had left, she used to keep herself standing. Although, she wondered what she was still standing for when she was better off just landing on her knees.

Caitlyn stayed silent, her head down. For a while there were no words or movement between them. It was as if

Slowly moving her eyes up, Caitlyn noticed a thoughtful look crossing the sheriff's face.

"But...it'd be a shame to let such a valuable asset go. Aside from being a good shot, you're a pretty good investigator. I don't think I've ever seen anyone who possesses the passion you have for the law. As someone who came from and grew up in the slums, I know I have to recognize that."

Caitlyn's eyebrows furrowed. What was the deal with this woman? If she was going to arrest her, hurry and get on with it! It was already enough that her fate was decided, and now she was going as far as to give her false hope?! The nerve of this woman!

"So I'm here to propose a deal. Usually your crimes would land you around five years in jail, so how about this: you'll work with me as my partner for the amount of time you'll be jailed. Once your term is done, you'll be off scott free. How about it?"

"...Why?"

She wanted to scream. She had had enough. The sheriff had already proven to her that she was going to jail, and now was offering her a deal?! Did she even know the consequences of her actions?! If she were to follow through with this deal, the sheriff would only make herself the hypocrite Caitlyn always wanted her to be!

"Make no mistake, it's not like I'm letting you do whatever you want. You'll be under the police force's watch 24/7. You'll have to do whatever is demanded by the force without exception. Any complaint I hear or any sign of you slacking off will extend your period. So I ask again, how about it?"

The sheriff offered her hand, her smile replaced with a stern look. This wasn't a release, but it was a chance of redemption.

She wanted to say no. While she deeply wanted to be in law enforcement, there was no way she was working with this woman! They'd never get along, as the sheriff was a slum rat and she was Caitlyn Chamberlain! The daughter of two of the most prominent engineers in all of Piltover! But if she were to refuse...

Deciding she had no other options, Caitlyn took her hand.

"Welcome to the force."

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