Love and Crime 12
Vi tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, willing time to go faster. The cut on her forehead pulsed lightly each time her heart beat, only serving to irritate her more. She rubbed it lightly with her free hand, willing the aches in her body to go away. The blue haired bitch had really done a number to her and Caitlyn earlier that day, but that's not why she was so impatient. That wasn't why she rubbed her head furiously, thinking as hard as she could, thinking back on things she hadn't thought about in almost a year.
It was raining the day her life turned upside down. Alfonse had convinced Vi and the crew that hitting a mine would be a good idea, regardless of how much she had protested. The day was bad to hit a mine, Vi had said. If the weather got any worse there could be flooding, mudslides that could block the enterance or take out the road. No one seemed to care about anything but the score though, so Vi was forced to go along with them. For the sake of Jay, at the very least.
Jay was the most important thing in Vi's world. Their parents were dead, their brother had run away years ago, and they had nothing and no one to look after them. All they had was each other. Sisters, stuck in a world that was trying to chew them up and spit them out. Vi still remembered, vividly, looking into those crimson eyes as she squeezed her sisters hand in the back of the truck. Vi smiled weakly, seeing her sisters pale white face and her nevous expression.
"We'll be fine" she had whispered. "Just watch my back and I'll watch yours, ok?" Jay smiled back and nodded.
"We'll keep each other safe" she whispered back. "Thats what sisters do."
She could understand why Jay was so afraid; It was her first job after all. Alfonse had never let her go before now, saying she would just get in the way. He almost didn't let her come on this one either, but Vi had used some rather colorful words to convince him. "We'll keep each other safe" she agreed.
If only Vi had known what would happen. If only she had fought harder, tried harder to convice the crew not to go, to wait till the weather cleared up. Because everything went to shit from there. They made it into the mine easy, even managed to grab a couple ore carts full of raw gold ore and make it to the exit shaft without firing a shot. But someone got trigger happy, someone shot a miner that wouldn't move out of the way. The rest of the miners panicked and charged them. It was a bloodbath. Vi still remembered the flashes of light in that dark place as she, her sister, and the rest of the crew cut them down like dogs.
She didn't quite remember how the Hexplosives had been triggered; maybe a miner, maybe a stray bullet, maybe even the gods themselves. All she could remember was the support beam falling towards Jay, and then she was straining beneath it's weight. Her sister had fallen to the floor as she shoved her way past her to catch the massive wooden beam. She stared at Vi, her eyes wide with fear. Vi gritted her teeth as the huge weight tore her muscles apart. "RUN!" she screamed at her sister "I'll be right behind you, just fucking RUN!"
Jay scrambled away and Vi let the beam fall, falling backwards as it did. She stumbled and ran as rocks wood and steel fell around her. She wasn't thinking anymore, not about the pain in her arms, not about the safety of Jay, not even that she was going the wrong way. She was to terrified to think. She fell to the ground, heaving as the dust settled and the mine ceased it's roar. The darkness swallowed Vi, and she lay still for longer than she could remember. Someone lit a lamp, and started trying to find survivors. A miner. She stayed silent. She had butchered their friends. Vi knew they would sooner kill her than help.
Someone groaned loudly over the screams of pain and the scraping of boulders as the men dug their friends out. "The Mech-Loader is broken!" someone shouted. "That was our best chance at getting out of here!" Vi pushed herself to her feet, looking deeper into the mine, towards the lights that sone from the miners.
"What kind of loader?" Vi croaked as loud as she could. All the miners went quiet. They ceased their movements and cries of help to listen for the voice that they did not recognize.
"It's a series four Mech-Loader" the voice called back suspiciously. Using all her remaining strength, Vi pulled herself to her feet, trying to ignore her screaming muscles. She limped into the light. The miners stared at her, sullen faced and afraid.
Vi looked around, finding the loader the man had been talking about. A massive boulder had fallen hard on it, crushing the loaders legs and most of it's body. "Get me a welder and a pair of wire cutters" she said, limping towards the machine. "If you have any spare batteries grab them too."
The miners let her pass, parting like she had some strange disease. She fell to her knees and began to detatch the two massive fists that the loader used to grab things. "This will work" she muttered to herself. "I can do this."
The rest was history. Vi had modified the fists into something she could wear, dug a path through the ruble, and saved the surviving miners. She hadn't seen Jay since.
And that was the problem. She had assumed her sister had left Piltover, had dissapperard. But this psycho was too like her. Those blue twin tails was how Jay had always worn her hair. The haunting crimson red eyes that seemed to bore into her very soul. And that laugh...
"You haven't finished that yet?" Caitlyn's voice cut through her thoughts, causing the pinket to jump slightly. She looked down at the piece of paper that she had been tapping with her pen, realizing it was some kind of after action report for the incident earlier that day.
V
"No, sorry" she said. "Learn anything? Who is this chick?" she said, forgetting the paperwork almost instantly.
Caitlyn sighed. "She's bloody crazy, thats for sure" she said. "We think she may have ties to C, not sure though. It's impossible to get more than psychotic giggles or incoherent rambling out of her."
"Sheriff!" someone called across the busy office. "We've got a lead on the crazy chicks crew!"
"Gotta run love" she said, kissing her lightly on the forehead. "Duty calls."
"Did you get a name, Cupcake?" she called after her. Caitlyn turned briefly.
"She keeps calling herself Jinx." she said shortly before continuing on her way.
Vi's heart sunk deep into her chest. It couldn't be. There was no way in hell this was Jay, but...but it had to be. Little John had always called her a Jinx on the crew.