Story Event: It is at this moment that I'd like to call upon you guys to help me here. If you're reading this chapter it means that you've (hopefully) read the rest of the chapters and you've had a little bit of a feel for the relationship between my character and Vi and Jinx. I'm having a little bit of trouble deciding which of the girls I want to pair him with. Based on the way each of them have been acting while they were involved with this character, (not the way they act towards each other after their time spent with him) I'd like to leave it up to you to vote on which pairing you like the most. To vote, PM me with the pairing you'd like to see, with a brief explanation as to why you'd like me to pair them together. The choices are OC x Vi and OC x Jinx. Caitlyn and Jayce are uninvolved in this because a) I don't personally believe that Caitlyn should be paired with my OC, and b) I don't write Yaoi. (Not that I have anything against Yaoi or Yuri, I'm just not confident that I can write homosexual romance, sorry.)

A/N: Hey there readers, I know it's been a long time, but unfortunately life gets in the way sometimes and that's exactly what it did to me. I won't give too many details but let's just say I wasn't in the mood to write for a while. With school starting this week, hopefully I won't have an absurd amount of life to deal with and I'll be able to update more frequently. Now, without further ado, Chapter Six, I hope you like it. Feel free to leave a review to share your thoughts with me on what you liked and what you think I should improve on, or if you're confused about anything at all in the story, even PM me. I'll try to respond as soon as possible. Enjoy.

Chapter Six: Someone New

Location: Sheriff's Office in Uptown Piltover

"So you mean to tell me that you left her there? Alone?" Sheriff Caitlyn asked angrily. She stood behind her desk, frustrated and angry, as Jayce sat on a bench to the right of the Sheriff's desk, reserved for Officers and witnesses of arrests. I stood by a large window, looking down at the city below, thinking about what just happened.

"...Yeah, Cait..." Jayce responded, his eyes shifting around the room.
"Are you out of your mind?!" Caitlyn shouted.
"I had no choice! She was killing him! I wouldn't let her in the same room with him, let alone the same fucking vehicle!"

"And so you thought the better idea was to leave her alone, in the apartment of the man she just attempted murder on?! Does that seem like a smart idea, Jayce?" Caitlyn shouted, as she stepped toward him, pressing her forehead against his.

Jayce stood up, stomping his foot on the ground angrily.

"For fuck sakes, Cait, I'm not her fucking babysitter! You hired the bitch, so why the hell can't you do something about-"

"STAND DOWN!" She shouted so loud that it made me jump.

"You may be seen as a hero to the people of Piltover, but I am still your superior! You do not speak to me in that tone, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"

He just stood there shocked until he could squeak out the phrase, "...Yeah, Cait-"

"No..." She interrupted, taking a deep breath and sitting down in her office chair, "This is the last straw. Due to your recent performance and your lack of respect for authority, You are hereby stripped of your rank as deputee, and will resume work as an officer, until you can prove to me that you can not only perform your duties as instructed, but show some god damn respect to your superiors, understood?"

Jayce said nothing; instead he just stood there staring at the Sheriff with wide eyes.

"Do I make myself clear, officer?" Caitlyn asked sternly.
"Yes, Caitlyn." Jayce said, as formal as he could.
"That's 'Yes Sheriff!' to you!" Caitlyn shouted.
"Yes, Sheriff!" He exclaimed, standing up as straight as possible.
"Now go out and find Vi, officer. It isn't much on the way to getting your title back, but it's a start."

"Yes, Sheriff!" Jayce exclaimed again, saluting the brunette as she stood up.

After he left, Caitlyn slammed the door shut, punching it. "Fucking really..." she mumbled under her breath.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." She said to me. "I don't know what's gotten into those two lately, but it's really pissing me off."

"Was it around the time that I showed up?" I asked,

"No, it's not your fault." She quickly interrupted. "It's this whole 'Jinx' situation. For some reason it's really getting to Vi, and Jayce is only making it worse by coming down on her all the time."

I sighed, "I don't really know what to do. Vi won't even listen to me about last night." I said.

"If you don't mind, that's why I called you here today." The brunette stated, "Can you tell me what exactly happened?"

I told her about the incident in great detail. I told her about what happened with Jinx and what I keep thinking about, and what's been going on with Jayce and

Vi.
"So she raped you?" Caitlyn asked rather bluntly.
"Not particularly." I responded, "She more or less tried, and I didn't really...stop her."

"Well, I can't really say I sympathize with you..." The brunette said, "You

basically cheated on her with her nemesis, so you dug your own grave there."
"I know." I said, "But I honestly don't know what to feel right now. Emotions just keep pouring into my head, and I have no idea how to act on them."

"I'm no therapist," Caitlyn said, "But I need your help with this investigation, so I'll try to help you any way I can."

"I appreciate that, Sheriff." I said.
"For now, I'll set up a room for you to stay in while we get this whole situation sorted out. Follow me." Caitlyn got up from her chair, putting the paperwork she was working on away, and leading me to a small empty office.

"This office hasn't been used in a few years, so you'll sleep here for a while." She said. "I know it doesn't look very 'homey', but unfortunately, under the circumstances, we can't leave you alone in your destroyed apartment with a dangerous criminal on the loose."

"I don't mind." I said, "It's not like my apartment was any better, really."

"Good to hear." She said, "I have a few calls to make, so I'll let you be. Make yourself at home, and if there's anything you need, let me know. I'll be in my office."

"Thanks, Sheriff." I said.
"Call me Caitlyn." She said with a smirk, "'Sheriff' is just for my officers." During the night, I slept on a sleeping bag with a pillow in the corner by the window. Caitlyn had placed a small television and refrigerator in the office for me so I could eat and entertain myself. Over the next few days, she would leave and come back from the office, each time with a more frustrated look on her face. Finally, at the end of the week, Jayce returned, carrying an unconscious, bloodied and beat-up Vi over his shoulder. Interested in the following events, I followed him peering through the door to Caitlyn's office.

"She lost the fight...again, sir." Jayce said, annoyed and frustrated, looking down at Vi. "We found her unconscious in the middle of Downtown, near the construction site of the Piltover Treasury. The medics are on their-" Jayce's voice was suddenly interrupted by a short gasp as his vision shifted upwards. He stood silent for a few seconds, staring straight in front of him. Unable to get a look, I stood on my tiptoes, craning my neck to get a good view. I noticed a young man, with long, blonde hair, sitting in a chair, next to Caitlyn, who sat with her feet up on her desk.

The young man was wearing a brown, leather jacket overtop of a grey linen shirt, and a pair of ripped, black pants and brown leather boots that reached his knees. He wore brown belts around his waist, chest, and legs, as well as a tattered, cream- coloured scarf. Around his head was a pair of goggles, and on his face, he bore two triangular markings; one underneath each of his icy blue eyes. He sat back in his chair, with his right foot resting on his left knee. The expression on his face was not welcoming.

"Ezreal?" Jayce said, "Wha-why are you here? I thought you were on a mission in Demacia!"

Ezreal sighed deeply. "I was..." he said, "Until Sheriff Caitlyn called me, and explained that you two idiots couldn't even catch one bloody terrorist."

"Hey." Caitlyn shot at him, "Play nice."
"But...why Cait-" Jayce began.
"Do you forget your place?" Caitlyn interrupted.
"Why...sir?"
Ezreal laughed, "Looks like someone got demoted." He mocked, "What'd ya do this time? Forget your walker and let the enemy escape again, ya wrinkly old bastard?"

"Big talk from Princess Lux over here!" Jayce shot back.

"Tch! You belong in a museum old man!"
"You wanna fight, Goldilocks?!"
"Name a time and a place, grandpa!"

Suddenly, I saw Vi, still laying on the ground, lift her fist up into the air, and slam it down hard. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up!" She said, lifting her head up slightly, "Hearing you idiots throw empty threats at each other reminds me of my time in that punk-ass gang of drunks that I used to call 'family'."

"What did you just say to me?" Ezreal shouted, stomping over to Vi and pressing his boot against the back of her neck.

"Stand down Ezreal," Caitlyn exclaimed, "I get that you're angry about the interruption, but I'm sure I don't need to remind you that if we don't manage to catch Jinx, you won't have a home to come back to."

"If you had a somewhat competent force, I wouldn't even have to be here right now!"

"Don't get all high and mighty with me, punk!" Caitlyn shouted, standing straight up. "You may be working for Jarvan now, but don't even think for one second that it wasn't me who got you there!"

The room suddenly went silent. I noticed that Ezreal wore a strange, glowing gauntlet on his right hand. After a few seconds, it began to glow brighter, and the triangular shaped markings under his eyes began glowing a bright blue as well.

Caitlyn seemed to notice as well, because she quickly grabbed her rifle and fired at his right arm.

"Aaagh!" he shouted, clutching his arm in pain. Blood seeped through his jacket, colouring his hand red.
Caitlyn walked over to Ezreal, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him into the air.

"Don't ever fire that at me." Caitlyn said in a strangely calm tone of voice.

"Now that you realize that I am still your superior, are you ready to cooperate?"

"Whatever." He said, "Put me down!"
"That's 'Yes, sir.'" Caitlyn said.
"Fine..." Ezreal struggled, "Yes, sir. I'll cooperate. Now put me down!"
"Like you mean it." She said, raising her voice.
"Yes, sir! I'll cooperate!" Ezreal shouted.
Caitlyn took him by the neck and threw him on the ground, next to Vi. As he hit the floor, he gasped and coughed, clutching his throat.

"Jayce, take him and investigate the new crime scene." Caitlyn ordered, "See if you can find out which direction Jinx went and report back to me with your findings."

"Understood." Jayce said. He walked over to Ezreal and kicked him in the stomach, making him cough even more.

"Get up, dumbass." Jayce said, "We've got work to do."

He picked up Ezreal by his jacket and pushed him forward. As they passed by me, I ducked back into my room.

Ugh, I thought, what am I going to do? Everyone's just fighting with each other and I'm caught in the middle of it.

Suddenly a voice echoed in my head.
"Assert your dominance."
I looked around, but I saw nobody.
"Assert your dominance, and they will listen." I shook my head in disbelief.

"You are the player, they are the pieces, command them!"

The...player? I thought.
"You are a Summoner! You cannot command your champions without establishing dominion over them!"

End of Chapter Six.