The Piltovian Mafia (Arcane fan fiction)

☆A Peaceful Awakening☆

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Caitlyn woke up, still in her regular clothes. She rubbed her eyes and remembered she wasn't in her unnecessarily large bedroom in Noxus. She was in Vi's bedroom in Zaun. She looked around and noticed that Vi was still asleep next to her. Caitlyn had a major feeling of comfort and warmth inside her chest. She just wanted to pretend to be asleep for the rest of her life if it meant staying in Vi's bed.

Caitlyn saw that Vi was smiling in her sleep when she rolled over. Then her smile slowly faded. Caitlyn rolled over to face away from Vi and noticed her phone on the nightstand. God, it must've had a nuclear explosion by now. She thought. She picked it up and noticed a lot of text messages and plenty of missed calls. She opened it up to see that Katarina had texted and tried to call her. Then there was one text message that scared her a little. It was from Marcus. She opened it.

Have you seen Katarina?

She couldn't answer it. She immediately sat up on the edge of the bed. "What the fuck...?" She asked herself under her breath. Then Marcus's name appeared in large-bolded letters at the top of her screen. "Oh, fuck me..." She said rolling her eyes and getting up. Her thumb trembled before she answered.

"Caitlyn?" Marcus responded. "I've been trying to call you."

"Yeah, so has your daughter..." Caitlyn responded.

"Katarina's okay?!"

"Barely..."

"What do you mean?"

Did he not remember? Caitlyn tried to register that in her head. Surely, he'd remember nearly slashing his daughter's eyeball out, right? Even during training, Marcus didn't take it that far. He barely gave her any scars and now Katarina would have a constant traumatic memory plastered on her face. "Caitlyn? You there? Shit... did I lose service again?"

"You're worried about losing service, Marcus?" Caitlyn asked. "If I were you, I would be a lot more worried about losing my mind and daughter rather than my service."

"Yeah, I got a little drunk last night... I-I'm picking up on it again."

"You've lost your stern silence, has the sky began to fall or something?"

"Very funny... I feel like I'm falling..."

"Do you not remember what you did last night? Or should I say about three this morning?"

"No, did I do something bad?"

"Yes, very bad."

"How bad...?"

"Like... finding-your-frantic-daughter-with-a -cut-over-her-eye-in-the-woods-and-having-to -drag-her-to-the-hospital bad."

"Is she okay?"

"You've already asked that I told you 'barely'. Hate to say this but you're going to be the one cleaning the blood out of my backseat."

"I thought those were leather..."

"They are, but I can't have any bacteria in my car, I don't know if Katarina has aids..."

"Caitlyn! That is not funny!"

"What? I don't know everywhere she's been..."

"I can assure you that she does not have aids. Have you forgotten that you two are fifteen?"

"Have you forgotten that you have three children, plus an adopted one that you can't be cutting and putting in the hospital?"

"Just give me updates..."