Clanks and screeches, the siren's repetitive song and the irritating smell of burned tires. The atmosphere inside the fire truck was as solemn as one could have possibly guessed in such a serious situation, the three scrunched up figures dressed in their respective black and yellow uniforms tense and surprisingly quiet, trying to focus on their wise leader's helpful instructions.
"Secluded building, two floors, there are multiple points of entrance and while there were no reports of any civilians trapped inside the building's walls we will still have to check and make sure that everyone managed to get out. We are going to be there in a few minutes, so be ready to act when we do. Any questions?"
Caitlyn awaits for her subordinates' response, her gaze pinned on their silent nervous forms, the grim expression painting the brunette's face both expectant and extremely serious. But there is no response. Tristana is busy playing with her gas mask while Sion is silently glaring menacingly at his shiny fire axe and Gnar is trying to eat his own knuckles. The brunette firefighter can only sigh and pinch the bridge of her nose in annoyance.
The tires screech burning dark smelly marks all over the blackened concrete and the siren of the vehicle instantly dies as the fire truck abruptly halts next to the burning house, so suddenly in fact that poor distracted Tris is sent flying inside the cramped vehicle, bouncing off the immobile fire truck's walls only to be stopped a few moments later, courtesy of Sion's gigantic hands wrapping around her small vibrating body.
"Good catch, big guy!" Tristana yells at the Noxian undead firefighter headbutting the enormous man in jest, their helmets clanking in greeting.
"Sion eat little yordle."
A quick tap at the door and another person suddenly pokes their head in, their driver's neon blue hair sliding against the vehicle's floor as a grinning Jinx happily marches in and wraps a tattooed arm around her brunette leader's already slumped shoulders.
"We have arrived at the party! Come on fire lady, let's go and fan the flames!"
A roll of the eyes and a heavy sigh full of soul-crushing exhaustion and defeat produced by the visibly depressed brunette firefighter leave the young maniac puzzled to say the least as the juggernaut of the team finally opts to drop Tristana back on the ground.
The female yordle just pouts and gets up while rubbing its sore behind as Caitlyn gathers the team once more and tries to explain their next course of action. Jinx's occasional interruptions in order to share her ingenious ideas with the rest of the team and Sion's futile attempts to sharpen his bloody fire axe against his own teeth only further serving to agitate the usually composed brunette firefighter.
"Fine, I've had enough! Just go out there and put out the fire, but we are going to have a talk afterwards." The authoritative voice of the young brunette growls after a little bit as Caitlyn observes the creepily vacant expressions and the glassy eyes of her troublesome comrades. Each one lost in their own lack of thoughts until their leader's words finally settle in and the three of them happily rash to the fire.
Caitlyn groans, tired brown eyes hesitantly following the humongous silhouette of Sion that's currently waving his gigantic axe, furiously spinning the iron tool around as if hell-bent in actually hacking the fire's scorching tongues to pieces and removing the burning obstacle through sheer force and masculinity. The already disturbing image abruptly getting only worse after Tristana suddenly hops on top of the Noxian giant's head and starts cheering for him at the top of her small lungs, urging the mountain of a man to keep slamming his scorched fire axe against the foundations of the still burning building.
"Hey fire lady, I think we might be having an itty-bitty little problem."
Caitlyn scowls and then moves her head, she sends a cold glare towards the widely smirking driver that's currently holding her blue twintails under the brunette firefighter's nose, probably pretending that her braids are a moustache of sorts and Cailtyn's eyes seem to only narrow even further. Brown orbs filled with more heat than even Sion's smoking, burning hands aimed straight at the blue-haired troublemaker's shining pink pools of madness.
"Are you certain?"
Jinx smiles and nods and the smirking psycho even takes a small step back before she pointedly gestures at Gnar that has been nervously staring at the blazing building this whole time while cowering next to his agitated fearless leader. The brunette just sighs for what feels like the hundredth time that day before she leans towards the small furry man and presses a tentative hand against his stiff trembling shoulder.
"We've been through this before, Gnar. It's ok to be afraid of the heat and the fire, but you have to at least try to help your comrades once in a while."
The little yordle just stands still, its big round eyes utterly mesmerized by the fire's pulsing glow, Sion's pained screams completely escaping it. Meanwhile Tristana finally decides to abandon the ship and so the female yordle hastily dives away from the rapidly immolating juggernaut.
And while all of this is happening and everyone around her is either drooling, burning to death, or at the very least having an existential crisis, Jinx is currently laughing in glee as she watches Sion trying to get the angry flames in a chokehold.
Caitlyn ignores the young maniac for the most part. The bleu-haired psycho might be a thorn in her side and have a bizarre sense of humor, but she is a damn good driver.
"Gnar? Are you listening to me? Just nod your head if you are going to help your comrades."
But the male yordle simply remains stock still, silently observing the glowing tongues performing their beautiful, mesmerizing dance, their bright yellow heads swaying hypnotically back and forth before quickly resuming their astonishing mystical beckoning, the happy lights seemingly waving at him… as they slowly devour his gigantic and admittedly kind of rude, undead teammate.
"Leave it to me, fire lady. Be a man, Gnar!"
A few moments later and Caitlyn's confusion abruptly gives way to horror as her blue-haired comrade suddenly walks up to Gnar and slaps the poor male yordle right in the face.
The yordle freezes for a moment and then roars in anger, its small furry body abruptly increasing in size, its uniform starting to shred as the powerful muscles of its new form start to spill forth right before the very eyes of the two shocked firefighters.
"She did it!" Yell's the still smiling maniac as she points at the stunned brunette before making a run for it, darting towards the blazing inferno that used to be the building they were supposed to evacuate and secure, and it isn't even a second later that Caitlyn hurriedly follows the giggling lunatic.
And it is just like that, with a tiny fire axe clenched in his grasp and a giant fire truck held against his humongous right shoulder that Gnar finally follows his team, fearlessly diving into the angry flames as the monstrous yordle snarls and roars in the familiar tune of the blue and red sirens approaching them.
Meanwhile a few blocks away from the team of brave firefighters a tall cloaked figure gazes at the curious spectacle taking place among the glowing yellow tongues. The figure snorts, tosses the empty matchbox near the side of the road and starts walking away from the flickering lights of the fire, a low scratchy murmur following the vanishing form as a couple of emergency vehicles hastily pass it by.
"She is such a misfit, always ready to brawl…"
Notes: Why isn't there a firefighter Sion skin? The concept is perfect. Gnar could be funny too, being scared of fire and going mega Gnar whenever approaching the flames. I like Jinx as the suicidal driver of the team, driving the vehicle through flames and obstacles. Tristana is meh, but the skin is cool and so she has a place in the team, while the brains of the team can't be other than Caitlyn. Vi could be the antihero as a plot twist since Jinx joined the good side, maybe the firefighters of Piltover didn't help Vi because she was poor and Vi got her facial scar-tattoo in a fire and wants revenge so she is burning Piltover.