Below the Surface

抖阴社区 Notes
So... I started writing fan fics on 抖阴社区 because I had no experience and it was easy. But when I learned more and more, I swapped to AO3, but now I'm back.

I've also noticed the amount of Votes and follows I've been getting and I really appreciate everything. (Even though those old stories are awful.) anyways, enjoy...

Stillwater
5 Years after Vander's death

The sounds of prisoners yelling filled the long and dark hall. Hands reaching out of each cell, each pair belonging to their rightful criminal owner. They banged on the bars and walls, causing even more noise. All but a few joined in, banging on their cells, when a trio of masked Enforcers walked along the hazardous yellow and black line, separating freedom and captivity.

Vi let her head fall against the brick behind her as she sat on the cold wet floors, her fists still bloody after her last boxing session with the wall. Hearing the ruckus outside, her eyes opened to see the three Enforcers standing outside of her cell.

A sigh escaped from her lips as she stood up, it wasn't like this was a rare encounter. Constantly, the Enforcers would come into her cell and beat her relentlessly, to the point where their batons had broken, and her nerves had all died.

She watched as one of the Enforcers walked to the cell, a ring covered in keys was lifted off their belt before one key slid into the lock on her cell.

Vi watched as the cell door opened, and the two Enforcers behind had reached for their batons, clearly eager to beat her senseless. When the first Enforcer stepped into her cell, she watched, confused.

They hadn't pulled their baton out, they didn't even have a baton. After closer inspection, she quickly recognized the slightly different uniform of this Enforcer.

It had all the same aspects of the guards, but with a taller collar, and a lighter color scheme than the rest.

Stepping back from the Enforcer, Vi watched closely as the officer reached behind them, pulling out a clip board. Inspecting the board, he lifted his view to Vi. Looking back down, the Enforcer pulled a pen from their belt; writing something down, before putting it away, along with the clipboard.

"Violet, is it, no family name?" The Enforcer asked, their voice deepened by the respirator covering their face.

Vi hesitated, before swiftly answering. "Yeah..."

The Enforcer nodded again before turning back to the two guards. Walking over to them, the Enforcer looked back to Vi before motioning for her to follow him, with a quick flip of their hand.

Vi stood there baffled by the guard's more polite demeanor, before reluctantly following the officer, while the two guards followed from behind.

Reaching the elevator, the four stepped in. Vi watched as the Enforcer pressed a button on the wall of the elevator.

As the doors closed to the metal box, Vi stood awkwardly in between the three Enforcers, before the leading Enforcer broke the silence. "Do you understand why you're here Violet?"

Vi looked stunned at the question before shaking her head. The Enforcer nodded before pulling out their clipboard.

"Hmm." The Enforcer responded as they stared at the clipboard. "Well Violet, I'll tell you what. We need your cell, and well... According to our records by Sheriff Marcus, you haven't done anything wrong."

Vi's eyes opened wide at what the Enforcer had just said, still contemplating whether not this was a fever dream or not. Her lips parted to speak before the Enforcer cut her off.

"What I'm saying is you're innocent on paper, but of course, you were arrested for a reason that we're not sure of. So, for now; we're going to let you go."

Vi looked at the Enforcer like she had just won a Million Coins in the lottery. "Really?" Vi asked, barely able to contain herself.

"Yes." The Enforcer asked after a few seconds. "But, you're on our list. One mistake, or we find incrimination evidence and we'll be finding space for you here." The Enforcer spoke, before putting away his Clipboard. "And trust me, we'll find room..."

There was a long drawn out moment of silence before the officer spoke up again. "Do you understand?" He asked, now look at Vi. To which she quickly nodded. As the Enforcer nodded back, the sounds of the Elevator stopping echoed in the metal box, before the large doors began to slide open.

Stepping out of the box, Vi followed the officer until they reached the dock of Stillwater. Walking over to a small row boat, the officer pointed for Vi to get in. As she did, the two guards joined her.

"Alright Violet." The officer spoke in a loud voice, a leader would speak in. "I'm hoping this is the last time we speak." Vi looked up to the officer before nodding to him.

As one of the guards untied the boat from the dock, the officer began to walk back to Stillwater with an assertive form.

Before she knew it, Vi was at the Undercity's crummy docks. When the boat pulled up, the guards ushered Vi out before shoving her off of the dock.

Looking back, Vi watched as the guards immediately got back into their boat before pulling out of dock.

Turning around, she looked up to the large buildings of the Undercity. Her legs shook as they towered over her, this felt so... similar. Like she had been here her whole life. Which was partially true, except for the past five years while being in Stillwater.

Although the nostalgia quickly wore off as her mind immediately set its goal.

Find Powder.

The Lanes

Everything felt the same, but different at the same time.

Quickly mugging some trencher for his clothes, she began to journey into the South side of Piltover.

As Vi walked through alleyways, her mind began to remember current parts of the nation she grew up in. All the layouts were the same, but the details directing her had gone astray. The weird wooden cutting board hanging from a balcony that told her she was heading east was gone, or the small sign Powder had made to find the arcade had been ravaged.

She continued through the Lanes, keeping her hood down as she walked through the busy streets. These parts were the most dangerous because recognition was likely, especially with her name tattooed on her face.

Eventually, she reached a familiar face. Jericho, the creature, owned a restaurant near the end of the Lanes. Not only was the food amazon, but the man knew Vander well, and therefore knew his prodigy.

Sitting down at one of the stools, Vi looked up to the man who immediately recognized the young girl. With a subtle nod, the man quickly served Vi. Underneath the bowl was a small folded paper.

Vi nodded back, opening the note for a few seconds, she placed it under the bowl before eating.

Glad too see you kid

Halfway through her meal, she and Jericho locked eyes again, where she tapped on her head once before doing another few signals with her hands.

Do you know anything about Powder?

The large man immediately grabbed another piece of paper before writing something down on it. Sliding it to Vi, she nodded before standing up and walking away.

As Vi walked away, she quickly sucked into a nearby alley before opening the note. Inside were a few words in Jericho's native language.

After a few translations, Vi had the message.

Rumor was Vander left town others dead sorry

Vi sighed before tucking the note into her jacket pocket. All this got her was what she knew already. But as she read the note, her stomach sank more and more.

What happened to Powder?