Sorry for taking an extra week on this one. Been having quite a bit of homework on the days I schedule to write. Another short chapter, sorry, not feeling so good today, but I must get a chapter in!

3 Years Ago

The helpless cries from the woman were ignored by many in Zaun. Helping the public wasn't exactly a common thing, in the slightest, in the city state. It never has been. As the pinkette bruise continued to crush the gang member's shoulder against the alley wall, she spoke up in a much more snarling tone. "I'm going to ask you one more time, cause I'm a nice gal. I'm in a good mood from our earlier scrap. I need information on someone named Edmundo. Start talking or I crush the bones in your arm into a fine powder and force you to snort it.."

The woman took a deep breathe, and a deep sniffle to retract the pitiful snot dripping from her nose because of her hysterical crying. "H-he's the idol of our city. A great and powerful member of the League of Legends. How the fuck do you not know of him, from your attitude and looks, you have lived in Zaun at least a few years, right?

The pinkette scoffed, "Yeah. Most of my life really. I didn't really care to keep up to date on this dump of a city's news. This League of Legends, honestly I've heard of it. Some kind of fighting grounds if I remember, right?" The woman nodded.

"He's brought glory to our city for his accomplishments on the fields, as well as fear in the other cities for his brutality on the fields. He's a monster of a man. He doesn't just win matches, he bloodies the entire field. Tearing apart people, limb from limb, skinning them alive with his signature cleaver. He laughs while he does it. Have you even see him? What he really looks like? Why would you want to find , if you have a death wish, just give me a gun, I'll do it for y-"

The woman was cut short as the pinkette smashed her second gauntlet into the body of the woman, crushing her into the wall. The woman crumpled to the ground in a bloody heap. "Might have punctured a lung, or pierced your heart. Either way, I heard ribs shatter. Thanks for your info, consider the chance you might live as a token of my gratitude." The bruiser kicked a few bricks out of her way as she casually walked from the alleyway and onto the street. It was one in the morning, but that didn't matter. Nobody in the city questioned the sounds they heard at any point in the day. Nobody was afraid, they just did not care. They had their own lives to worry about. That's how this city was. It was like Noxus accept run by greed and self gain instead of fear.

"So he's a part of the League. Bastard must be strong." Vi scratched her head, followed by holding it for just a moment. "Why am I trying to find him again? I remember his name, I remember he was in Zaun. But that's it." The pinkette's memory was fractured. Only bits and pieces remain , and others sometimes slowly drifting to and fro. "All I know is that the thought of him, the sound and mention of his name, pisses me off. He's going to tell me why." With that thought, the bruiser continue her stroll down the darkened streets of Zaun.

Piltover Sheriff's Department

A younger Caitlyn sits at her desk in her office. The office is much more spacious since this was before she had hired the Enforcer. The office was clean, and tidy. Hardly any paperwork on the Sheriff's desk. What little of it she had already gotten done for the week. An officer knocks at the door. "Excuse me, ma'am." Caitlyn responded, "Enter." The officer opened the door wide, and greeted the Sheriff with a full salute. "At ease."

The officer walked over and placed a new stack of papers in front of the Sheriff. "We have a big update on the slew of gang violence in Zaun. It appears the latest gang to establish themselves, the one that made use of scrap metal to makeshift armor and weapons, were found wiped out in their hideout last night. 75% found dead, the rest heavily injured. We got a report from one of the survivors, a woman with her shoulder and chest frame caved in. The statement she gave our P.I. states that a pink haired women, wielding heavy gauntlets on her hands, single handedly wiped them out with little to no effort. The gauntlets were strong enough to turn their gear into crumpled paper.."

The Sheriff gave a chuckle, "Yeah, that sounds like her. Any reason to why this time?" The officer nodded, "Before losing consciousness, the woman stated she was looking for a man called Edmundo. Our intel reveals this is the name of the infamous Dr. Mundo from Zaun." Caitlyn's eyes went wide, "What on earth is she hunting him for? She's going to get herself killed." The Sheriff got lost in thought for a moment.

After a few seconds, the Sheriff stood up. "Tell me, what's the number of established gangs that have been eradicated because of this woman." She opened up a steel locker against the wall behind her desk. The officer responded, "Established gangs wiped out in the last couple years, under the assumption of this woman, called the Pinkette by the public voice, being responsible, are at least fourteen. All located in Zaun, some migrated from Piltover and Noxus."

When the Sheriff emerged from burying herself in the locker, she was holding the pieces to her rifle. She took a deep breath, and juggled the pieces in front of her. In the blink of an eye, she had her fully assembled rifle in her hands, and loaded. "Always a marvel to see you do that, ma'am." Another salute by the officer. Caitlyn kept a blank expression, "Yes, well. Alert Heimerdinger and Ezreal that I am leaving for about 8 days." The officer gave a puzzled look, and stuttered, "W-why so long, ma'am?!"

The Sheriff calmly replied, "I'm going to Zaun. I am going to find this woman." The officer was taken back by this statement, "But, Sheriff, ma'am, shouldn't you take a few of our best with you? Zaun is way too dangerous to be walking around asking questions!" Caitlyn sighed, "Do not question your commanding officer, or I'll have your badge. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Caitlyn replied with authority and a raised tone in her voice. The officer stood at salute, "Yes, ma'am. Sorry for my outburst, ma'am."

Caitlyn replied, "At. Ease." As she walked past the officer and down the hall to the lobby, every officer stood at attention and saluted. At the door to the station, she turned back and faced her saluting officers. "For those of you who feel the need to poke, prod, and eventually try and convince me otherwise, any objections from anyone will result in their immediate termination.I am going to Zaun, alone, to find this woman, the Pinkette. I am a member of the League of Legends, though I am new, I am still protected by their laws and code of ethics. No other champion, or civilian is allowed to harm me, lest they want to be hunted and severely executed by the Institute Of War. Do not worry about me, I will be back in no longer than 8 days. Maybe with a new member even.." Every officer's eyes went wide, and mumbling can quickly be heard from the back. "BUT..so help me, if on my return I get reports from Ezreal and Heimerdinger that there was any kind of misconduct, or unprofessionalism from any officer of this department…" Caitlyn opened the doors to the station and reached into her pocket, cradling her rifle with her other arm against her shoulder. She pulled out a dime, turned to face the outside, and threw it as high into the air as she could towards the parking lot. In a flash, she took aim, and fired. She motioned for an officer to go out and retrieve the dime. She saw where it landed and directed where. When he returned and gave it back to the Sheriff, she held it high for the whole lobby to see. A perfectly hole, center of the dime. There was only a very small millimeter of edge left of it. Tossing the dime aside, she continued her statement. "I'll have your badge."

With that, she left the station.