Arcane - Male Reader

Chapter 8 - Hurt

The boat rocked back and forth as the waves gently pressed themselves against the hull of the boat. Fog rested firmly on top of the dark ocean water while Caitlyn stood on the bow, looking towards the Island acting as a prison.

The light on top of the prisons lighthouse shines onto Caitlyns face after every rotation revealing the scratch above her eyebrow and her determined expression.

She makes her way up the plentiful stairs and through the fog to reach the enormous front doors. She makes her way to the front desk and speaks to the warden on duty,

"I need to speak with one of the inmates"

The quite large warden responds,

"Oh, folks in here aren't usually very talkative"

Caitlyn stands her ground and replies,

"This one was hit by friendly fire. He's got reason to talk. Must have been sent in today?"

The warden takes a moment before replying,

"Oh. Inmate 2135. Yeah, I'm, uh, afraid that isn't possible"

"Why not?"

"Uh, well there's been... an incident"

Confused Caitlyn continues,

"What kind of incident?"

"The..."

He takes a moment to think of how to best explain it,

"...Not so pretty kind"

She continues in a desperate attempt,

"You don't understand, I have to talk to him"

The warden chuckles,

"Oh, you'll be able to. As soon as he can move his jaw again."

Caitlyn then speaks curiously,

"Who assaulted him?"

She rides down an elevator reaching level -40. The door opens slowly revealing a large dark corridor of cells. Taking a breath, she begins walking down.

Thumping can be heard from further down, unnerving the Kiramman as she continues making her way down. The thumps get louder as she gets further down the hall where she eventually comes to stop in front of a cell. Inside is a pink-haired inmate.

Inmate 516.

Tattoos cover her visible skin and her hands up to her forearms are wrapped in bandages. The inmate stops punching the wall and looks over her shoulder, speaking while out of breath,

"Who the hell are you?"

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You sat in your office. You have been completely silent since returning.

Anna had cracked a joke in an attempt to get you talking but it didn't work. You had this far off look in your eyes and no one could figure out why.

But you did. And you were fucking pissed.

Powder is a fucking criminal.

You arent a saint but at least you aren't working with the fucking devil.

You knew it was Powder you saw, god you knew it. So you went back and looked at all of the crimes, murders and damages committed by Jinx and holy shit.

This isn't Powder anymore.

But you blamed yourself for the reason she became this. You promised her and she expected you to keep it but here you were. You couldn't blame her, in fact on top of blaming yourself, you blamed Vi.