Chapter 3. Arrangement

I woke up in a room I hadn't seen before. I looked around only to have a splitting headache. Slowly I got up from the ground to finally get a look at where I was. The area was dark with the only light coming from a barred window. The room was empty with only a bed and a toilet with a sink. I knew where I was, I was in jail. I sighed loudly as I moved up to the bars to see if anyone was around. I was only greeted by silence and the darkness that filled the rooms near me. I moved to the back of my room and sat against the wall recalling what had happened. Someone broke in and I had knocked one of them out. The other one fought me and I wounded him severely. Then I went to cut the bindings of everyone then... My mind went black from there.

I had been sitting in my cell for around a hour when the door down the hall opened. I could hear footsteps approaching my cell and finally a woman stood at the cell door. "Get up, you're free to go" I sat there looking up at her. She wore a strange top-hat and a purple dress of sorts, the hat also had the same colour. She had handcuffs as well as a key ring attached to a belt she wore and sported a strange rifle on her back She spoke with a strange accent I hadn't heard before. "Why was I here in the first place" I asked.

"I can explain if you get up, or do you like the cell?" She said the last part mockingly but ironically I actually did like the cell.

"Sure, It's about the same as my room only with a sink and toilet, minus the books I had" I said back mocking her.

She stared at me for a moment before she took a step back and closed my cell door, locking it as she did so. "What about now" She said mockingly again.

"Good, now no one can harm me but everyone can annoy me" I said not moving from my spot. She cuckled a bit and under her breath I could hear her say "This kid" while shaking her head.

"Look, You were in a bit of a misunderstanding. How much do you remember?" She asked.

Now that we were on the same page I got up off the ground and stood on the other end of the cell.

"I remember knocking the one girl out and wounding the guy, then getting knocked out" I said.

"Really? I'm impressed, not everyone has full memory of what happens when Vi knocks someone out." She said with a smirk.

"I'd ask who that is but I most likely won't see them again" I said.

The cop was about to say something but stopped and shook her head "I'll let you find out, anyways we brought you in because it looked like you were about to gut the hostages".

"Vi said she saw you approaching them with a knife and assumed you were the intruder. She a ask questions later kind of person" She rubbed the back of her head as she said this.

"The other reason she said was because it looked like it was a family you gutted, what with you killing that man" She said.

"So he died then" I said with a slightly serious look

"Yeah, you really did a number on him. I'm actually going to have to take that sword away from you since your not old enough to own one yet" She said. "You can come pick it up from me when your turn 18"

"As far as I know you can't be sent to jail until then as well, so why am I here" I said annoyed.

"No need to get so aggressive. We were just holding you until we could check you out" She said.

"You couldn't just leave me at the orphanage and come talk to me later" I asked.

"Well you see" She averted her eyes for a seconds "The owner of the orphanage didn't want to keep you there any longer..."

It took me a moment to let what she said sink in. The people who offered to take care of me until someone else does, repays the person who may have just saved their lives by telling them to fuck off? And people say I'm messed up...
"So what will you do?" She asked

"I'll go to noxus and survive off what I can scrounge up" I said with a sigh. From what I read noxus was a very broken city, with most people stealing at some point in their lives. I could pick up how to do it and slowly work my way back to whatever I wanted to do... I still didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. I wasn't exactly educated and I couldn't really fight just yet...

"Absolutely not" The cop shot down the idea shortly after I finished talking cutting into my train of thought.

I eyed her for a moment "Why would you care" I asked.

"It's my job to protect everyone in piltover and stop crime. Your going to break both of those rules if I let you go" She said. She looked at me with more seriousness than I have seen in my life but that didn't stop me.

"I have nowhere to go, I have nothing to use to strive here, I now have a bad reputation with other homes and now I don't have a weapon. I can get a weapon from noxus and steal for my other ne-" I was cut off while I was explaining.

"If thats your real plan then I can't let you leave" She said once again looking at me seriously.

"Not only am I leaving the city but I'm also committing crimes in noxus, where I hear crime is so common its a shock if you 'Haven't' stolen something. Another point is you can't do very much about it. You can only hold me here for so long" I said pointing out her clear flaws.

She stood there for a moment clearly enraged at what I just said "Fine then, If that's you plan I'll deal with you"

Deal with me? "How so" I asked.

"You're a orphan, Until you turn 18 I'll be your guardian" She said turning away from me.

I chuckled at her while there was nothing I could do about that but she couldn't be serious... could she? "You're bluffing, You're not thinking straight. You're clearly mad about what I had said so I'll give you a moment to think that over again" I call out.

Not a heartbeat after I finished she responded "Try me" as she turns to me with a smirk.

I stare at her to look for some sort of sign that she wasn't serious. Her face wasn't showing any real emotion. Her lips were neither frowning nor smiling, her eyes where looking dead at mine and there was no sign of her biting her hurting herself to hide feeling of lying. Her hands were crossed and her body language was very straightforward. She was serious.

"Tsk... Whatever" I say turning away from her to face the barred window. I had lost this fight, If she became my guardian she was responsible to both take care of me and to keep me in line with the law. Considering shes a cop both of those should be easy.

"Whats your name" She asked.

I pause for a moment to think about if I should lie or tell the truth but went I weighed everything out it seemed to be best not to lie. "My name is Blade" I said firmly.

"Well then Blade my name is Caitlyn" She said as she opened my cell door "Now shall we get moving?"