A/N: Just a reminder that this story is NOT forgotten. Sorry that it took so long to update, I needed a break from writing, due to the fact I couldn't think of a proper way to advance the story. Hopefully this is adequate enough to do it and allow me to easily advance the plot. But... I cannot promise frequent updates, I went back and re-read the Piltover Enforcer several times (more importantly the last few chapters) and I was disappointed with the work I've done. It was rushed. Hopefully this doesn't seem so. I am going to take longer with these chapters so the quality can improve. But, I felt guilty for not posting anything so... here you go.
On a more positive note, I have a new fanfic in the works. Did I give you guys a good hint? The fanfic will be centered around none other than Riven, the Exile. I have written it when what free time I had and plan on posting it with five chapters as a start. (three finished.) Though, I cannot decide on a name, so I'm going to put up a poll and have you guys decide if you'd like. As to WHEN I will post it... maybe when THIS story is done. Don't want to overburden myself.
SO! It is my pleasure to introduce chapter 12 of the Piltover Enforcer.
UPDATE: The Poll can be found on my profile page.
The enforcer sat in her workshop as she continued her work on project Titan, just a few more days of tinkering and it would be complete. Funny thing was, she probably wouldn't use it all that much. Maybe for a few joyrides when she was on leave, but that was for another day. Still, things were going well. They had finally caught the loose cannon from her crime spree, and peace returned to Piltover.
Yet she couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was about to happen.
She pushed the feeling aside as she continued her work, Caitlyn however, was stuck at the office filling out leftover paperwork. Maybe she should pay her partner a visit. Vi glanced to the side at her hextech fists, letting old memories flow into her mind. It had been a helluva ride, and it was still going.
She couldn't help but chuckle until her the room shook, which caused her to loose her balance and several tools that were hung on the wall to drop to the floor.
"The hell was that?"
The random movement stopped for a moment, and utter silence ensued. Then without warning, another shake of the room.
Couldn't be an earthquake. The pink-haired woman mused. Piltover isn't known for those.
She heard an explosion from outside her home, followed by several screams. Something was going on. She quickly grabbed her gear and ran outside, looking about the street as she saw the building just in front of hers was burning, with people running out.
How the fuck did that happen? Whatever, better get to it.
She was just about to intervene when a strange bolt of energy flew past her head, which caused her to tumble backwards as it narrowly missed.
"Damn, close, but no cigar."
Several more strange energy bolts which narrowly missed, and the enforcer turned her head to find the source of the bolt, and the sight caused her jaw to drop.
There was a damn robot army walking down the street. They were shooting at everything in sight. Even the piltovians that were seeking shelter. She watched as one fired a rocket into the air as it collided with a tall building, sending debris falling to the ground and crush several bystangers. She gritted her teeth in anger as she returned her gaze to the army, slapping a mechanical fist into an open plam before pointing at the oncoming horde.
"You want a piece of this? Well, come the fuck on!"
Accepting the invitation, several soldiers broke rank and charged the enforcer, raising their arms which were encased in a strange cannon that pulsed with dark purple energy.
Vi also charged, charging both hextech fists in preparation for the coming beatdown. Just as one was about to fire, she threw a charged punch which sent the abomination flying back into it's brethern. The others however, were not phased by this action and simply abandoned their ranged attacks in favor of a more direct aproach.
Two of the robotic machines rushed the piltovian at once, raising their only hands to rake the woman's face. The enforcer responded with a prompt clap of her hands, crushing the two in her palms.
Several explosions distracted her, as well as more screams which allowed a lucky opponent to land a mechanical fist into her abdomen. Vi grunted and swatted the offender away as if it were a mere fly. Several of the soldiers broke rank to enter the buildings, no doubt ransacking and killing any in their path.
This what Viktor was planning? Damn, I don't think we have enough to defend- she stopped for a moment, taking in the situation carefully.
"Cait..."
And with that, she broke away from the fight to retreat back to piltover's police headquarters. Hoping it wasn't as bad on their end.
...
Okay, truth was, it was just as bad. If not worse, Viktor's army was already ransacking HQ, Vi could hear several gunshots and the sound of battle from inside. It was hard to ignore the screams and panic that occured on the streets. Several piltovians however, were fighting back, refusing to die without a fight.
As she made her way inside, the enforcer spotted several bodies of dead officers. The body count would just escalate.
"Cait! Where are you?!" She shouted, hoping Caitlyn was still around. Hopefully she had a plan.
For a moment, the reformed criminal thought she had heard a voice calling back. So she entered deeper into HQ, fighting several techmaturgy soldiers along the way.
"Where are you, Cupcake?!" She called out once more.
"Over here, Vi!" The woman could hear.
She looked around a moment before rushing down a hallway, spotting Caitlyn along with two others behind a makeshift barracade of desks and chairs, fending off several soldiers.
"Here come's Vi, assholes!"
Said individual charged a single fist before throwing it and allowing it to carry her toward the group of attacks, knocking aside and destroying Viktor's minions altogether. Who needs weapons when you got two fists?
"Everyone in once piece?" Vi questioned.
Caitlyn nodded, "For the moment, yes. We already lost several officers, and I believe we are the only ones left."
"What about Piltover's defenses? How are they holding up?"
"Look outside, Vi. That should tell you."
"Fuck. What about the Mayor? Where is he?"
"We managed to send him off to Demacia along with Lady Lipton, along with a small detachment of soldiers. They should be fine."
"It's getting bad out there, Cupcake. What do we do?"
The sheriff seemed to consider it for a moment. A little longer than Vi had liked.
"What do we do?" She questioned again.
"I don't know! This is beyond our capabilities."
The enforcer cursed after she heard more explosions and screaming.
"What we CAN do at least is evacuate the city."
The reformed criminal stared at her partner.
"Evacuate the city? Are you kidding me, are you saying we need to leave Piltover?"
"The city is lost, Vi. Nothing we do can change that, but we can at least alleviate some of the damage."
"Okay, we evacuate the city. Where do we go?"
"The Institute of War."
"Your kidding me right? I don't think they'd allow it."
"Since when did you obey the rules?"
Vi blinked. "Oh, yeah, right. Fuck that then, let's get the city evacuated."
Another thought entered Caitlyn's head as they all left HQ to try and evacuate the city.
Was it like this everywhere? She hoped not.
