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Chapter 34: Thoughts and interesting things.

"Again!"

Cid ended up in the floor from being thrown by the strength Vi had without her gauntlets.

"Come on! We still need to speak more!"

Cid decided the best way to help Vi let out her anger and for her to speak clearly was to let her throw her frustration. An emphasis on the word throw and Cid had ended up seeing the soft mat for training over twenty times.

"I mean! Why! Does! She! Believes! That! Works!"

With each word, Vi would punch him before throwing him to the floor. Had he not been wearing the protection gear strengthened by runes he would probably have felt a broken rib or maybe his other leg would have broken too, Vi was just too strong.

Twenty four times. The mat looked and felt more comfortable with each fall.

"I mean, why does she think she can tell me what to do?"

Cid sighed trying to stand up again. It was getting harder after the tenth fall.

"Because she is your boss?"

Vi cracked her knuckles in annoyance.

"She is also my partner, doesn't that means anything?"

Vi passed a hand through her hair in annoyance. She sat with her legs crossed on the mat as she took to breathe.

"I mean, we are partners, I get the, I am your boss Vi, thing, but isn't she supposed to be a bit more lenient with me? I mean, I never asked to be a cop… it just happened"

Cid nodded from his position to her. It was understandable. Vi wasn't one to follow rules or procedures. She took the fastest road available. Moreover, that road was often more than not the path through walls and vault doors. He had come to understand she didn't like at all when someone was disappointed in her. Even more when she felt she had done great.

Vi was someone who liked praise, and she loved when people recognized her talent. But even more, she liked to help. To be a force of good in her own way. So it was understandable she got angry when she was reprimanded even though the end result had been good.

But good for her wasn't good for Caitlyn.

Cid tried to stand and managed to pull himself to be able to look at her.

"Well… if you ask me, I think she is just looking out for you… I mean, surely others speak of you breaking walls all around Piltover"

Vi looked annoyed. However, she knew others spoke of her all the time. While some claimed she did great, there was a number who always said she could have done without breaking walls, or the roof, or the invaluable painting…. Really, it was just a painting…

"Yeah. Some do… but people always talk, so why to care about them, I am doing my job"

Cid nodded. Standing up he smiled behind the helmet he was wearing.

"Yeah, you are… so come on. You got a lot of anger still and I doubt you are more tired than me"

With a smile, Vi stood up before tackling Cid and making him fall again. She boasted on victory as she took him again and carried him over her head.

"I am the best!"

Cid could only chuckle internally. As externally, he was unable to make sounds due to the lack of air at being lift and thrown around.

Twenty-six falls counting the tackle and the recent throw. Maybe thirty would tire her.

Vi chuckled.

"Why do people dislike therapy? I mean, it rocks to be able to throw people around with no consequences."

Cid could only sigh. Therapy was always different. However, this particular different felt painful.

Wolf and Lamb were looking at the therapist who was being thrown all over. The Wolf was laughing, trying his best in avoiding sounding loud so they would not notice their presence in the upper part of the room. Lamb simply observed and spoke.

"He is making her release aggression through physical work"

Wolf laughed before offering his view.

"He is getting a beat down"

Lamb nodded.

"Indeed… but the Enforcer is smiling… and she looks relaxed, the tension has left her body"

Wolf nodded still chuckling.

"Anyone gets happier after giving a beat down"

Lamb sighed. It seemed its half missed the important part. Nevertheless, that was okay. She would never miss the details, in the same way, the wolf would never let her get hurt.

"Indeed, everyone does"

Wolf chuckled at Lamb and kept his focus on the figure that the Enforcer of Piltover kept throwing like a rag doll.

"I don't get it… why not fight back?"

Lamb sighed.

"She is the one who needs to let out her anger. The therapist offers no resistance and that allows her to let it all out…"

Lamb observed and kept looking how the Enforcer seemed to be getting happier as she spoke and screamed while she kept throwing the therapist. It seemed it worked extremely well. Albeit if the therapist were to lose the protection he was wearing, it would have ended rather sooner.

In a weird way, both parts of Kindred. The Wolf and the Lamb found themselves enthralled and entertained seeing Vi working out. It was weirdly satisfying seeing her throw the therapist. They were not sure how much times she managed to throw him over before she felt tired.

They heard the therapist voice from below.

"Sixty… are you sure you are not made of iron yourself?"

Vi chuckled before nodding.

"Pretty sure the only metal that comes in contact with my body is my gauntlets. Well, that surely helped a bit… you feel like taking a bite? I could take a bite myself after this"

"Sure, let us go"

Wolf laughed seeing the Enforcer helping the therapist stand up.

"Heh, weakling"

Lamb hummed in thought.

"Well, he did get thrown all around. Let us give him a bit of credit"

Both moved silently keeping following the therapist they were studying intently.

Cid was surprised. Vi had managed to throw him sixty times, and she even kept with the same energy, if anything she only got hungry. Cid still while feeling sore of being used as a rag doll, smiled.

"Well, what you feel like eating?"

Vi smiled simply taking all the food she could indiscriminately from the area. Simple tastes really. It seemed Vi was one for the simple philosophy of:

Food is food.

"Well, all is good, so feel free to take some"

Cid took a moment to understand she meant he could just take food of her own dish. He was not used at people just sharing so openly. Maybe it was the old days of solitude. Nevertheless, it took him by surprise.

Vi raised an eyebrow as she kept eating. Cid nodded and took what seemed like bread from the dish. She smiled while eating and spoke between bites.

"You know… Caitlyn always gets angry when I get food like this… she says is not…"

Cid spoke after biting the bread noticing Vi having a hard time remembering.

"Good table manners?"

Vi snapped her fingers.

"Yeah… I mean… who cares? Is my food, I eat how I want too"

Cid took notice of it. Vi grew up in a more hostile environment. One in which one needed to eat as much as he could because he might not eat again in a long time, table manners didn't really matter, you shared with others because they were your friends… it was a den, a group of people whose only link was they might not make it through tomorrow.

Her rough attitude and energy were a result of that. She survived. She was out of the streets and was an officer. She helped people and got both respect and people speaking ill of her. But the fact she was used at people speaking of her gave her a thick skin to take such comments as nothing and kept going. Totally being able to move on.

Thing is, she had a short fuse. She wasn't one to surrender. In addition, because of that attitude. Vi learned that the fastest route to solve things was going straight forward. No corners, no zig zagging around, plain and simple forward momentum pushing her through any door, wall, or warehouse who was unlucky enough to be between her and the goal.

Vi kept eating without much care or need for conversation. Cid took notice on her body language the fact she wasn't tense, she didn't speak because there was no need. She was content and relaxed.

She probably did not get to share many meals in the way she liked.

"That hit the spot… well; I will see you later for another round of therapy right?"

Cid nodded and did a mock salute.

"Tomorrow or the day after if you want officer"

Vi nodded and returned the mock salute.

"Tomorrow maybe, see ya Cid"

With the last wave, she went her own way and Cid took to walk to his office.

The sun was still high. But Cid sore body demanded rest. Without much care, he went to his office and let himself fall down to the bed in the room behind it. Never noticing the visitor who was following him.

"Should we?"

Lamb hummed at her own question before the wolf nodded.

"Yeah! Hey! Wake up!"

Wolf snarled and Cid immediate reaction was to fall from the bed at the sudden loudness.

"Oh… hey, how can I help you?"

Lamb approached him and placed the glasses at the stand next to the bed over his eyes.

"We wish to ask you some questions"

Wolf spoke again this time without the same loudness.

"If you die today! Would you chose my fangs or her arrow?!"

Cid eyes opened like dishes behind his glasses at the question. He took notice of the pair of guests and hummed in thought.

"Oh… well I am not sure, I mean, the arrow would be swift… but maybe I could spend the rest of the day running from the wolf? Maybe I could try to make the arrow fail? Honestly I do not know, I would try to survive for that day"

Kindred. The eternal hunters. They went by many names, and they had heard many answers. The answer the therapist offered was one they heard before. However, in that time they had were pronounced through fear and desperation. This time those words had been said in such a casual way that it almost surprised them.

"Hahahaha!"

Wolf laughed going in circles around Lamb.

"That's an old one! But it sounds so new!"

Lamb nodded.

"Indeed… are you not afraid of dying?"

Cid waved at her in denial.

"No, I respect the fact everyone dies at one point… we don't get to choose. I mean, I almost died once… and it was horrible… but I have already made it through that. There is not much use in thinking about dying. Life is a huge amount of moments and adventures, and dying will only take but an insignificant part, so why worry about it?"

Lamb and Wolf looked at the therapist. Behind their masks, it was impossible to grasp their full expressions. The fact the wolf lacked a body made it hard for Cid to read him. Moreover, even if the lamb had a body, it was always looking as if it was unexpressive.

Lamb nodded before speaking.

"Good answer…"

Wolf nodded. Following the previous words of Lamb.

"Good one!"

Lamb remembered something else they wanted to ask.

"Why do you help others therapist? What do you get from it?"

Cid was in thought for a moment. What did he get? What was the deal of offering therapy to those who need it?"

"Everyone deserves to get help…"

Wolf and Lamb spoke at the same time to ask, the eyes of their masks seemingly shining for a moment.

"Everyone? Even those who refused to help you back then. Those who threw you aside?"

Cid nodded.

"Everyone…"

Lamb and Wolf nodded before leaving him alone.

"Interesting answer… we will keep watching those interesting moments you speak of"

Cid nodded and spoke.

"Why were you curious?"

They kept walking seemingly ignoring him. Yet Lamb spoke.

"Every once in a while, someone interesting pops around. And we like to see what they do…"

Wolf continued the phrase.

"Once we followed an interesting actress…"

Both Lamb and Wolf finished the phrase.

"Until her end"

Cid felt a cold shiver in his spine at those words. He spoke no more. It didn't seem like a smart thing to do to question further those who ended lives. Feeling the tiredness demanding for him to sleep. He did just that.

Ahri had decided to look for Cid. After finding Vi and asking her about him she mentioned he was probably back in his own room as he looked tired. Ahri took to the office and found the figure of the sleeping therapist. She smiled as she removed the glasses from his face. He had to be tired to fall with them on.

Temptation took over her as she decided to make herself some space to fall on the bed. They were too close to the other, but she thought he wouldn't mind. She surely didn't.

She was in thought looking at the roof of the room.

Would Cid like the idea of leaving the Institute and going away? She was considering the idea of moving from the Institute. Some Champions who had the option chose to leave the walls of the Institute, people like Azir who would often stay in Shurima and only come when he was summoned for matches. Others like Xin Zhao, who stayed through their duties in Demacia at the side of the king.

She had been considering the idea of going back to Ionia. Maybe bring Riven with them. Who knows… the future is always uncertain.

When Cid woke, it was night, Ahri was at his side and he felt the need to walk. He just needed to walk at times. He thought on Kindred and on what happened with Lissandra. And a fleeting thought that had come to him.

How long could the Institute keep itself? Too many powerful beings in one place could be seen as something bad. It could be also seen as a measure to keep them on a leash… Really, there were some dangers and benefits. However, he wondered what the people thought.

"Greetings… I believe you owe me"

Cid took to look around him and found no one. Before he could keep on his walk he met with the ground as his prosthetic leg had been cut off.

A grunt of pain escaped from him. Laughing was heard and a figure made itself visible.

"Well… remember me? Illaoi is not here to help you this time"

Cid remembered her from the time with the Vastayas. Ahri had told him the name of the demon.

"Evelynn, right?"

She made a bowing motion mocking him as she took his prosthetic leg.

"Neat thing, must be a pain to go swimming with it"

Cid sighed composing himself from the ground looking at her. He was unable to stand up.

"Is something you forget with time… I can swim without it"

Evelynn played with the prosthetic before tossing it away.

"Well, you owe me, and I plan on charging you for it"

Cid didn't close his eyes. If pain was coming, he wanted to know how it came. That would make it easier to explain to the one who patches him up.

A claw came fast to his side. He let out a painful sound at the sharpness. Evelynn laughed.

"Ah please go on!"

Yet when she struck for his neck no injury came. Nothing happened. She kept hitting him and Cid found himself unable to feel anything. He looked at the ground and saw what seemed to be a spiral in the ground. A weird design that he never saw before.

But what caught his attention, was that he was standing in the border of such design. He tried to look behind him and saw the Kindred. Wolf chuckling and Lamb touching the floor.

"We would appreciate if you didn't hurt our source of entertainment…"

Evelynn looked with disdain at them. But before she could utter a word she had to jump back as Wolf came rushing to her with his fangs showing.

He took a bite of air on the place she had been standing and chuckled.

"Ah, afraid of getting bitten?!"

Before she could offer a rebuttal, an arrow soared close to her. Missing for little.

"Be gone, this is not your hunting ground…"

Lamb spoke with calm.

"Is ours!"

Wolf spoke with the ferocity.

Evelynn groaned and left. Tasting the little blood, she still had on her claws as she left. The Kindred approached Cid. Lamb spoke as Wolf kept watch of Evelynn, making sure she went away.

"Worry not for your wound. Is about to close"

In a flash of light, the spiral in the floor went away and Cid felt the wound and the pain leaving too. As if, nothing had happened.

Cid took notice of something due to his interactions with Kindred and watching them fight. They were not two beings. They were one being in two parts. Moreover, each part complemented the other. All the hunting instinct and the ferocity was in the wolf and the lamb had all the calm and patience. Together they were one, and the one was two parts. Kindred.

"Thanks…"

He took notice of Wolf biting the prosthetic leg. He seemed entertained by it.

"You don't owe us your gratitude… she was intruding, and we made sure to remind her not to do such a thing… Wolf stop biting the leg… give it back"

Wolf looked for a moment in distress. He looked like he was thinking of bolting far and away with his new toy. Cid chuckled waving.

"Keep it, take it as my thanks for avoiding me of getting injured, plus you even healed me"

Wolf nodded at him as he looked to Lamb for confirmation.

"… It does help in keeping him quiet… We accept the payment of your prosthetic leg"

Wolf surrounded Lamb as he kept on biting the leg. Both hunters walked without a word or offering help to the therapist. He managed to stand in one leg and supporting himself with the wall made his way to try to look for his office. Alone in the hallway in the darkness of the night, he found himself wondering how he would find the way back fast. Maybe by jumping in one leg.

Fate had another plan.

"Zippy!"

Cid noticed how the world suddenly seemed to be bigger. He tried to speak and found himself making squeaking noises and heard the voice of Lulu. Or a giant Lulu to be more exact.

"Found you Cid! Never thought you were one to get lost at night, I will ask what happened later"

Cid took notice thanks to a window what happened. He was a squirrel.

A squirrel who seemingly lacked a leg. It seemed not even magic could bring that lost appendage of his back. Still being a squirrel offered something he never thought of. He could run around the hat of Lulu.

She laughed as Pix was trying to follow his trail around the hat.

"Good to see you manage to keep your spirits up!"

As Lulu walked and Cid decided he should stop messing with her hat, she spoke.

"Cid could you help Veigar again? I think he is worried about something, but he will not tell me what"

Cid nodded. Albeit a small nod.

"Thanks, Cid... Oh, have you ever played hide and seek as a squirrel? It is even better than normal hide and seek!"

Cid felt the question wasn't one. But rather it was a proposition. An invitation for a game.

He nodded and Lulu released him on the floor.

"You try to hide! I will find you when I finish counting"

Covering her eyes with her hands Lulu started counting and Cid proceeded to hide in the best place. A place so great and so obvious Lulu wouldn't think of finding him in it. His office. Surely whatever magic she placed on him would end up passing by. With little to worry about he entered the office through the still open door and proceeded to let himself rest on the couch.

He decided he would later investigate how come squirrels had it easier walking with a missing limb than him...

Needless to say, all previous thoughts of resting on the office on the couch went away when he felt a poke in his side.

"Found you! Is your turn to find me!"

Lulu seemingly had no troubles at all looking for him. It appeared sleep was not on the agenda for the night...

CUT!

Well this was a funny one, I will be working on a rather longer chapter for a while focusing on Veigar and the deal with the undead of Bilgewater. Illaoi is a rather cool champion when you read her story.

Reviews are always welcome, and once again, thanks everyone who favs and follows the story, it means a lot really. I was also wondering, if I opened an art contest regarding this fanfiction, would someone be interested in participating? Just curious.

Have an awesome week everyone!