Chapter 4
"Don't start with the head, the victim feels all fuzzy and won't be able to feel to the next hit."
A/n: Flashbacks will be indicated by ~blah blah blah blah~they will be in-between the space for the beginning and the end.
"You're a joke, a sorry excuse for an official." The voice of the jester echoed throughout her head. Maybe he's right; maybe I'm not cut out to do this anymore. She slowly began to doubt herself as the images of what happened seemed to be on repeat in her head, starting over after she'd blackout.
"Any word on her today doc?" She heard a soft yet concerned voice, hoping that maybe it was someone worried about her. "I'm not sure; it's getting to the point to where she may be a lost cause." Oh then that can't be about me. Vi thought as she coated the underlying denial that maybe it could be her that they are referring to. The doctor exited the room and the feminine figure was left in the room, alone. The only sound that could be heard was the machine beeping to Vi's steady heartbeat. "I have a few confessions to make..." The voice started "…I haven't been quite honest with you; I knew when we walked into that building that something was up. I thought that maybe it was just showtime jitters but this time it felt different, it felt, dark." The voice slowly began to increase in volume as it seemed to get closer to Vi's ear. "I need you to pull through this Vi, I don't want to lose you. You're more than just a partner to me." At that moment Vi in her short spurs of consciousness identified the voice as Caitlyn. Was I really that banged up? It was just a couple blows to the body right? Nothing a few shots of vodka and a good story couldn't fix, right? Vi thought as she tried to be optimistic. "I need to know that you're still there." The room fell silent, Caitlyn watched for any sign of life in her partner, there was none. As Vi slipped unconscious again she began to dwell on her first day of meeting Caitlyn.
~~ "Alright listen up, this is basic training, if you can't survive here then you sure as hell can't survive on the streets" Caitlyn shouted over the microphone as she gazed on the sea of potential new recruits all dressed in casual clothing of their choice . The crowd was full of all sorts of characters: guys who wanted to wear the uniform in some attempt to land chicks, girls who felt as though wanted to push men around so they could feel equal, then there were control freaks and 'upstanding citizens' ready to take on crime, but above all there was me. I was on the road to self-destruction, I was locked up multiple times, I've had my share of ups and mostly downs. I needed a fresh start, becoming a cop would be the best way to do so. The noise of the crowd seemed to just mold together to a simple roar, as we all got to know our potential partners I decided to stay in the back, I wasn't a big fan of conversation. I people watch; to my right was a fat slob who didn't even have his buttons buttoned correctly and to my left was a lady whom I swear was getting closer by the minute. If she takes one step closer I think I'm going to explode. I told myself trying to keep my composure, no need to stand out on our first day. "Ladies and Gentleman..." The voice came across the mic again, this time in a less demanding tone and in a softer tone but not by much. "…If you look to your right you'll see your commanding officer, this person will be guiding you throughout your time here at the Piltover Central Police Station. Myself included is also on the list, I've taken the liberty of reading all your files and choosing one's that best fit my interests." With that last word her eyes connected with mine, was she referring to me? I slowly felt the heat center itself on my face, I'm pretty sure I turned a light color of red.
The crowd moved in a single motion over to the panels where their names were, followed by who they going to commanded by. Naturally, I waited till the crowd died down before I went to search for my name. Secretly I wanted to be in her squad, I didn't know who she was, but something about her just made me want to follow her. As I approached the desk I let out a huge sigh, as the girls in front of me realized that they were assigned to Jayce's squad they all seemed to melt upon one another and continued to make googly eyes at him while they slowly drifted off in his direction. Pfft, what a bunch of schoolgirls, I thought as I picked up the damaged piece of paper, it was crumpled and was slightly torn from the savage grabbing of the crowd; I could barely make out the commander names. As I searched through the list for what seemed like forever I finally found my name, I followed my finger over to the commander slot and it read "Caitlyn". An overwhelming feeling of relief came over me, I was happy that I wasn't assigned to Jayce, he was too big of a flirt for me, I feel like he wouldn't take the training seriously.
As the crowd organized themselves according to which group they were in, I took pride in the position that I was in. I held my head high; I let my pink hair out of my face and held it away with my sunglasses. "Okay, now that we have sorted you all. I'd like to inform you that I will only be taking four of you with me out of this orientation. This way I can train you all personally and to the best of my ability." It didn't register at first, four people out of the hundred plus that were on her side. I had a one in twenty five chance of being picked; there was no way she'd choose me. "I want you all to line up against the wall; I want you to tell me why you're here." Of course we all followed orders, after hearing the bombshell she just dropped no one wanted to stand out as being the disobedient one, even me. ~~
A/N: Alright so that's it for this chapter, I'm actually having fun typing these. I can already tell it's gonna be something that I continue on doing, what characters should I include in this? I'd like to hear your opinions as always R&R and all the good stuff.
-Vergil Maycry