Your POV

I groaned with a throbbing headache as I tried to sit up. As I did I realized my vision was covered by a blindfold. My hands were also handcuffed behind my back. Rolling onto my back I huffed as I simply waited for anything to happen.

Me: This day just gets better and better...

I heard a door open and footsteps approach me that stopped at my side. A hand on each of my shoulders pulled me up and then against the wall. They then ripped the bag off my head as I looked up seeing three Firelights in the room. I guessed that the one in the middle was the leader. I looked at the mask and noticed they were the one who "rescued" me.

Me: So... You're the Firelights?

Firelight: And you're the Blood Reaper.

Me: Why did you save me?

Firelight: The real question is. Why shouldn't have I let her put a bullet in your head? From what I've been told. You're not a good omen. But you don't look like much.

Me: I'm not the problem. IT is... I change physically.

Firelight: How? Are you fueled with shimmer?

Me: It just happens...

Firelight:...I'm not buying it.

Me: Fine...

I let my hands turn into claws as they bent and then broke my cuffs. The two on the side backed up ready to fight as I simply turned them to normal and laid my arms on my legs. The leader simply kept his arms crossed looking down at me.

Me: I've been looking for you.

Firelight: Why is that?

Me: You and your people know Vaun and Piltover top to bottom. You're my only way to topside without anyone getting hurt.

Firelight: And why would I help someone with your history?

Me: Record?... Youthink you know my history?... You know what it feels like to be born and declared as a killing machine? To not even know where you've came from? To have no control over your own body for the first 3 years of your life? Do you? Is that in your little history book everyone likes to read?

He stood there for a second before taking off his mask and holding it to his side. He ended his open hand out to me as I grabbed it accepting the invitation to stand.

Firelight: I'm Ekko. I keep the gears running around here.

Me: I'm (Y/N).

Ekko: Well (Y/N). I'm feeling generous. My group will get you away to the surface away from any unwanted attention. Come take a step outside.

I put my hands in my pocket as I followed him. Taking a step out of containment. I looked around seeing color all around. With a giant tree in the middle. People floated with hoverboards cheering as I looked down below seeing nothing, but smiles.

Me:...This is... Fantastic...

Ekko: Everyone here has been affected by the shimmer in some way. Whether they were tricked or they lost someone to it... Also, those that the "Enforcers" turned a blind eye to.

Me: All these people... And you built this together?

Ekko: With a bit of brain and water.

Me: Whoever made Zaun can go eat their heart out... This is something else.

I looked around smiling still and then noticed a painting to the right of us. Crossing the small bridge to it Ekko followed. I looked at all the faces on it and then what was under it.

Me:...These are the people you've lost?

Ekko:...All of them.

I looked in the middle seeing familiar faces... Two standing out more than most.

Me: The girls... What are their names?

Ekko:... We used to call the girl in the blue hair Powder... She was a good friend. The one in the red hair is Violet. Everyone called her Vi...

Wait... These two... Damn it I was right, wasn't I? There's only one way to know.

Me: You said, "used to." What do you call the blue girl now?

Ekko: She goes by Jinx now. She works for Silco.

I looked at Jinx's illustrated face seeing a bright smile. She looked like someone who kept quiet and kept to herself... So these people are her origins... As much as I want to ask more questions; I want to hear it from her. I then put my focus on Violet as I turned to Ekko.

Me: I've seen Vi. She's back in town.

Ekko: You sure? Not just a look-alike?

Me: I know what I saw and she even went by the same nickname. She's working with a female enforcer.

Ekko: Vi with an enforcer? I'll believe it when I see it.

Me: She's got herself covered up and is about our age. Blue hair and eyes you can't miss her.

Ekko: I'll keep an eye out. Thanks for the information. Let me find that way topside.

Me: Thank you Ekko. I owe you and your people one.

Ekko: I'll hold you up to that.

He kept his stern expression as he left and I simply stared at the painting in front of me. Looking at the two boys right under Powder... Those two are the voices she hears. The ones that haunt her day and night.

For some reason, I felt the illustration calling out to me. Luring me in.. I felt myself for some reason in a trance as I reached out to it. Letting my claws form at the tip of the finger. As soon as I touched it a flash of images went through my mind.

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I gasped taking my hand back holding it feeling slight pain. I then felt decay forming around my left eye had I breathed heavily.

Reaper: Death... DEATH...

Me: Calm down... Not here... Please not here...

I tried to calm down as I put my hand over my heart. I then tried to breathe normally and at a slow pace... I thought about being with the gang and Jinx again. Remembering even the small moments. I then felt around my eye feeling my skin there return to normal. I took a step back as I pinched the bridge of my nose shaking my head.

Me: What the hell just happened?... Where the memories?

I removed my hand from my face and then looked at the painting again. I looked down at my hand and then took a deep breath. I changed my hand into a claw and reached out to the painting touching it... This time there was nothing... I sighed in relief but also disappointment. Not able to put together whatever I was shown at first.

Me: And I thought my life couldn't get any more confusing...

Azima POV

Thug: I swear I don't know nothin'! I don't mess with the Firelights!

Me: That Firelight just helped the most minacious thing on the planet! It could bring down this whole city by itself if it tried hard enough! So you better think real DAMN good of idea where I can find them!

I held a guy by the collar of his shirt near the edge. Letting only the tips of his toes remain on the roof. I was beyond reason. Only because I was this close to putting that plague of death one hundred feet underground.

?: I thought I told you to keep it quiet.

I heard a raspy and deep voice behind me. I rolled my eyes as I looked slightly behind me.

Me: That was until your little Firelights got in my way Silco.

Silco: I assure you that the Firelights are not at all in my control. They've been causing a lot of mishaps in my business.

I threw the guy behind me as he fell on his back groaning before getting up to run away. I turned my hands into a fist as I turned to Silco.

Me: I don't give a damn about your business. We just share a common need and then we're out of each other's hair. I don't have time to be dealing with you.

Silco: I share the same amount of patience with you as well... But my has Warrior Mechanic fallen from grace... I wonder what your beloved would have thought working with the lowest of the low? Just to settle a tailing score? Even setting up a bounty...

I simply cracked my neck as if to relieve my anger and I pulled out my grapple gun. I was about to just be on my way before he spoke.

Silco: I suggest you make your way to Piltover... These Firelight "rebels" have many ways around... You'll find your target there. I trust he won't be a problem from there. Trouble as much as the Blood Reaper is the last thing I need here.

Me: I'll handle it...

Your POV

In the cover of the night Ekko and I were topside on the gate to Piltover. I sighed in relief as I turned to him.

Me: Thanks again for your help. It's good to know when not everyone wants you dead or at least shoots first and then asks questions later.

Ekko: You said you owe me one. So you can thank me then. Turns out you were right about Vi. I'll be keeping an eye on her.

Me: Sounds good... Until next time.

I said sticking a hand out to him as he hesitated. He then eventually grasped my hand and gave me a firm shake. I turned around to the bridge, but I didn't walk off just yet. Letting Jinx cross my mind once again.

Me: About Jinx... You two were friends once right?

Ekko:... At a point... Heh even had a crush on her...

Me: Then what happened?

Ekko:... She started talking to the gun.

Me:... Can you do me a favor?

Ekko: What's that?

Me: Even if it looks bad or if she looks far gone... Give her a chance... Everyone deserves that right?

Ekko: No promises.

Me: Until we cross paths again...