Small boots stomped across the cemented ground as a small young girl raced through the streets of the under city, hysterically sobbing as she couldn't catch her breath from running either. Tears streamed down her pale face.

Why did you leave me?

Why did I ruin it all.

Why was I born a jinx, again and again and again.

The little girl collapsed in exhaustion to her knees as her chest heaved for a breath while wailing into the empty air.

She screamed into her hands, her nails digging into her hairline. Unable to make a single word.

But then there was more footsteps around her and she looked up through her fingers seeing unfamiliar face, and others that had gas masks on. Enforcers.

The girl gasp jumping back and trying to scramble away but multiple strong hands were able to grab and lift her up in front of whoever the leader was, he didn't seem to have sympathy for her being a child.

"Are you looking for someone?" The man asked as the girl panted still, it was fear and adrenaline mixed that wouldn't allow her to breathe.

"N-no I'm just trying to get h-home," the blue hair girl trembled as enforcers kept her on her feet. But she froze feeling hand cuffs around her wrists.

"What-wait wait no no, I didn't do anything!" The girl screamed hysterically, kicking her feet and trying to jump away.

"You didn't steal and caused an explosion from someone in piltover?" Marcus looked at her coldly and the girl looked at him with wide eyes.

"N-no?" She whimpered but she was never good at lying. Vi would do the talking and the fighting. Vi wasn't going to help her anymore though...

"Seems wherever there is an explosion your just close by, do you know what you've done?" Marcus glared at her and she felt tears again.

"Let's go," he motioned for the enforcers to drag the girl alone. She looked around frantically trying to find anyone, someone, but there was no one to be found.

She struggled against the officers but she knew she was too weak to escape but didn't want them to know how weak she truly was.

It wasn't until the bridge that she began to feel like there was no hope. She would be sent off the Stillwater soon enough, or worst, who knows what the council would do to her.

The girl looked back at the undercity while she walked, she looked at her home not knowing when the next time she would be home again.

She never stop crying, she bowed her head down and tried to stay quiet now that she walked on her own, with gloved hands on each of her shoulder.

She had no idea where she was going, who would see her. It was the dead of night so they walked the streets with no one seeing the imprisoned child.

It all felt like a blur, when she stopped walking on cobblestone to a smooth tile that was part of a building that looked damn near like a castle. She never thought she could step foot in a place like this.

Until they started going down stairs she knew that would lead to a jail cell. But it wasn't a prison.

"You'll stay here till your trial, brat," the main enforcer opened a jail cell for her while the handcuffs were taken off her, the blue hair girl was shoved in with a yelp.

She scoot down as far back as she could away from the man, she pulled her knees to her chest with wide blue eyes, the enforcers made sure the cell was locked before leaving her alone in the cold.

How did they find her. How did they know it was her. Did someone from the last drop rat them out. Did violet tell them because she hated her? Vi wouldn't rat out her own sister even if she was nothing but a jinx.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry-" she sobbed into her hands still feeling the pain on her face where violet hit her and the pinching when she grabbed her cheeks.

"Vi please I need you, I need you vi," she hit the side of her head against the wall trying to punish herself for her wrongs.

Powder rocked herself on the ground as she cried and hit her head feeling like she was going insane being alone in a dungeon. She was going to die down here.

The voices told her it was for the best though, no one else would be hurt if she died.