Broken Blades, Broken Souls - An Arcane Fanfiction

Cupcake, You Just Shot Me

July 18th, 1:40 AM

Vi's POV

There was no way it was real. There wasn't. In her head Vi tried to form any possible explanation that would prove wrong what she just had seen and heard. Something to deny the unbelievable fact that Warwick was Vander.

He died right in front of me. I saw him die. It's not possible to bring someone back from the dead, especially not if the person's been dead for years. Singed's gotta be kidding me.

As if he'd heard her last thought, Singed waved his hands to where his desk was standing. A few meters from it, Vi spotted some old, derelict chairs.

"Please. Take a seat. I'll explain everything to you." The scientist smiled an actual warm smile. Vi had never met him in person before, but from what she'd heard, she didn't exactly think of him as a friendly person.

Although it seemed completely stupid, she took a few, hesitant steps forward, grabbed a chair and pulled it closer to the desk. When she sat down, Zeri and Blitzcrank followed her example.

Singed settled down in his own chair and was already opening his mouth to speak, when he was interrupted by Zeri, who'd, immediately after falling down in her chair, jolted up again. There was something yellow, slimy all over her hands.

"Ew! What is that?!", she yelped, trying to get rid of whatever that was, but only making it worse.

Singed shrugged. "Oh. Those chairs are broken from former experiments. I think yours had been in an incident where one of the tanks exploded. Nothing to worry about, it won't kill you."

Zeri looked everything but thrilled about those news.

"Whatever", Vi remarked, eager to ask the millions of questions that were swirling around in her head. "What are you doing down here, Singed? I thought you were working for Silco?"

The scientist shook his head. "Not anymore. I worked for him for a couple of years, that's correct. But after he'd gotten what he wanted, I decided to go along my own path again."

Somehow, the fact that he talked about it so calmly was spiting Vi. It had been his drug which had led to Zaun's misfortunes in the first place.

"So you just wandered off like that?", Zeri snapped, speaking aloud exactly what Vi had been wanting to say. "After you drugged a whole city with your damn shimmer and destroyed thousands of lives?!"

"I wasn't the one who gave shimmer to the people", Singed retorted, still as calm as ever. "I just invented it. Besides, shimmer can have a very healing effect on one's body, especially if it is badly damaged. Shimmer can defy death, if necessary."

"So you can live on as a drug addict? How does that improve lives?", Vi asked, knowing that Singed was referring to Jinx, whose life he'd saved after the fight at the bridge.

"It doesn't matter how you live. It's the fact that you live."

After a short pause where no one really knew what to say, the scientist continued.

"But you didn't stay to talk about shimmer, did you?"

Vi shook her head. "No. How did you do that with Van-" She hesitated and went on. "I mean, how did you do that with Warwick?"

He smiled. "That's quite an achievement I made. I have been trying to resurrect lives for over three decades now, and I've failed countless times. I had planned to do Project Warwick for a long time, but I've never found the right object fitting the model. When Vander died, I knew he was the right one."