A little while ago, I had started thinking about the idea for a story for League, and began to write it down. That was, until I realized that I kind of needed a bit of a "world building" backstory here. Therefore, I decided to create this one, The Storm After the Calm, to establish said world.
A bit of background before I begin: I've been playing League since February or so, but I've been writing fanfics for a bit over two years. This'll be my first time writing one for League, so any and all feedback would be appreciated.
Since the prologue of this will be kinda short, I'll try and update with something more substantial in the near future. Now, on to the summary! For those wondering, it's going to be a semi-mystery story, as well as being mostly Piltover- (and Vi) centric, though I don't have the most experience writing said genre or location.
Revenge quests never seem to work out quite as one would expect them to.
The Storm After the Calm
It was well into the night when Caitlyn finally finished the stack of paperwork she'd been given earlier that day. Ziggs' most recent bout of explosive-filled antics had gone a bit better than he had expected, and Caitlyn was sure that this time Ziggs was going to have to be punished somehow. One does not simply blow up the mayor's home, Caitlyn thought. Even though it had started out as a few firecrackers to be left around the mayor's doorway, Ziggs had a tendency to go a bit overboard with his measures of gunpowder. The most recent miscalculation had caused the mayor to be relocated to a secure apartment complex, as far away from Ziggs as possible.
The wind blew against the back of Caitlyn's neck, reminding her that it was starting to get closer to winter in Valoran, and if Heimerdinger's weather predictions were correct like he said they were, it would be an abnormally cold one. Once I get home, I'm starting up a fire, Caitlyn thought, I just hope there's enough gas for tonight- I don't think I got it refilled this week. Her thoughts were cut short when a flake of white fell upon her shoulder, melting almost as soon as it came into contact with her.
She gasped slightly at the unexpected, extreme cold that ran through her body, and looked up at the sky. "Snow," she spoke, at a complete loss for words at this sudden occurrence, "It's snowing." The snow was coming down lightly, but Caitlyn knew that eventually it would get heavier. It might have been due to the recent malfunction of the Yordle Academy of Science's weather stabilizer, but more recently, the rains had been falling harder, the sun had felt hotter, and now, as Caitlyn hurried down the street towards her apartment, the snow seemed to fall harder, the temperature dropping rapidly.
Caitlyn's ears picked up a faint sound as her shoes crunched in the newly-fallen snow, and she stopped short. The sound of boots behind her only continued for a moment longer, but it was long enough for Caitlyn to know she was being followed. Turning on her heel to face the person behind her, Caitlyn kept her sudden bout of worry from rising any higher than it had already. What was she worried about, after all? She was the sheriff of the city, why should she even be worried? she attempted to placate herself.
"A little late for you to be out and about without anyone around, isn't it, Sheriff?" the voice sent chills down Caitlyn's spine like nothing had before, but she had no idea why. She'd faced off against the most notorious criminals in Piltover, as well as all manners of monstrosities from the Void and the Shadow Isles on the Fields of Justice. Why would this one person scare her?
"I should think not," Caitlyn kept her voice level despite her inner uneasiness, "Why would that matter to you?"
The figure shrugged, his silhouette moving closer to Caitlyn, who still couldn't see any distinguishing features besides being male, "It really doesn't, Sheriff. It just makes my job easier." Caitlyn realized, too late, what the man was talking about and her cry for help was cut off as his hands wrapped around her throat, "Now now," the man chuckled, "I can't have you alerting anyone. I was paid good money, and I intend to spend it once this is all over. Now let's find somewhere more... private for me to do my work, Sheriff." They headed away from the light, towards an alley, Caitlyn's hat falling by the entrance as she struggled to break free.
Caitlyn felt a hot pain in her chest as the knife sliced into her, and she feebly grasped at her assailant, her blood staining the snow a dark pink. The man continued his work despite the struggles of his victim, until Caitlyn lay still in the snow, her eyes staring up at the sky. Satisfied he was complete, the man stood up, cleaning his hands in the snow, and walked out of the alley, leaving the hat at the entrance, before disappearing into the night.
And thus, the first real chapter begins!
Chapter 1: The Storm Begins
Vi woke up to a sharp rap on her door.
"Ugh... The hell knocks so early?" she grumbled as she got out of bed, changing out of her sleeping clothes into a new undersuit in a hurry, the knocking continuing as she did. "I'll be there in a sec, cool your jets!" she yelled at the door, and the knocking stopped. "Finally," she grumbled as she got the rest of her uniform on, strapping on her personal shield backpack, her gloves hung on the hooks that were also on it. Sparing herself a moment to look out at the clock tower, she saw she'd overslept a few hours, "Damn, Cait's going to be flaming by the time I get there..." she mumbled, wondering absently if her partner was the one on the other side of the door.
Throwing the door open, she found one of the senior officers there to greet her instead of Caitlyn. "Ma'am," he greeted her, his demeanor sullen.
Vi looked at him, confused and curious at the same time, "Hey Perkins. Hope Cupcake didn't send you over to drag me into work," she winked amicably at him, "We know that's a job for the junior officers."
Perkins shook his head, "No, ma'am, the sheriff didn't send me to get you. We were just looking for you... there's something you need to see." Something about the way he said it made Vi feel more uneasy than having to face down Lee Sin on the Fields of Justice, "Please, ma'am, follow me."
Vi did as he asked, following closely behind Perkins as he headed out of the building, strapping on her gauntlets as she did so, "So... can you tell me anything about what happened? There's got to be something you can tell me, right?"
Perkins shook his head, "You should see it for yourself, ma'am. It's really not something I can explain."
Vi huffed in annoyance but nodded and followed Perkins out the door, unable to shake the uneasiness from the corner of her mind. What's going on? she thought, There shouldn't be a reason for me to be worried at all. Brushing aside her unease, she followed Perkins through a crowd and under the police line, nodding to a few of the officers she did know. They nodded back, but Vi could tell that they weren't in the best of moods. "Did the entire city wake up with their everything in a twist?" Vi grumbled, "I know I'm late enough..." she trailed off when she saw the coroner standing down the alley Perkins was leading her into, "Did we lose someone from the force?"
Perkins winced at her last question, "Yeah, we did." He stopped about twenty feet away from Marcus, the coroner, and the body that lay in the snow. Danielle, Caitlyn's second in command in the Officer Division, stood beside him, and Vi could tell that the officer was putting on her "brave face". Danielle had joined the police force three months after Vi had been called into service by Caitlyn, and in the time between her recruitment and the present, she showed enough skill that the sheriff decided she was worth promoting to such a high position. Vi had shared a few drinks with Danielle, and while she was nice enough, Vi didn't really consider her to be someone who shared the same interests as her. Aside from that, she didn't really see why the sheriff herself wasn't here. Usually whenever there was a death of some kind and Marcus was called in, Caitlyn wasn't too far behind. Especially in an alley, which, despite the perceived image of Piltover, was a fairly common ground for dumping bodies.
Vi walked past Perkins with a nod and came up to the pair. "So, Marcus, who've we got?" she asked, and winced as Marcus' shoulders sagged, while Danielle jumped in surprise. Vi had learned that Marcus reacted certain ways depending on what his answer was, and the sagging of the shoulders was never a good thing.
Marcus spoke, sounding tired even though the day was still young, "Perhaps you should take a look for yourself, Vi."
Vi walked over to the figure covered in a sheet, and pulled down the sheet, crying out in surprise as she saw Caitlyn stare back, "Cupcake! You scared... me..." Vi trailed off when Caitlyn did not respond, "Oh." Vi looked up, not seeming to grasp the situation entirely. Her eyes remained unfocused for some time as Danielle and Marcus looked at her. After a few more moments, reality seemed to hit Vi like a brick in the face and she let out a strangled cry of anguish, "No... No, this can't be happening!" Vi's eyes began to fill with tears, something that hadn't happened to her in a long time, "She can't be-"
"Dead?" Marcus spoke, his tone even despite the horror of what was going on, "I'm sorry, Vi. She's gone. We found her like that this morning... She was killed a few hours before midnight."
Vi let out a cry of rage and punched the nearest wall, her glove fist shattering the brick beneath it. But in her mind, she knew that it wouldn't bring her friend and partner back. She just didn't want to admit it. The single punch was enough to release her rage for a moment, and it broke into anguish as Vi felt her knees buckle, taking her to the ground, "She can't be gone... She can't be..."
Danielle tentatively touched Vi's shoulder, "I'm so sorry, Vi. She meant a lot to all of us, but I know she meant more to you."
Vi let Danielle's hand stay for a moment before she brushed it aside, wiping her eyes and turning to look at Marcus, "Do you have any suspects?"
Marcus shook his head, "Not yet, Vi. The forensics team is still looking into everything."
Vi balled her fists up, but was silent for a moment. After what felt like an excruciatingly long time, she looked up at Marcus, fire burning in her violet eyes, "Make sure you tell me when you do."
End of Chapter 1
Can't wait to see what you guys think of it. Hope to see you further down the thread!
First, an apology, because I don't actually have time to read your story properly. I will try to do so when I do have time.
Second, I love the title. I really do. Even the synopsis made me grin at its cleverness. And just by skimming over what you've written, I can tell you've got talent. Please keep it up! ^__^
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