Unconditional Love

Going Topside

Y/n POV~
Once we get off the elevator we scale up the first golden wall we see. The building is big, but not big enough for a couple of undercity kids not to climb it. We're moving at the speed of light. We're lunging over chimney tops. We're sprinting across roofs. But most importantly, we're staying together.

Vi is at the front of the pack, and she's leading us to the coordinates of the Pilties home. We all memorized them last night just in case someone got separated. So we can always find each other at the house.

Claggor is holding up the end while Mylo, Powder, and I are in the middle. I make sure to keep an extra close eye on Powder. Even though I'm certain she is ready for this job, I still can't help but feel protective of my little sister.

The higher we scale up the side of this fancy, Piltover building, the higher my excitement gets.

Vi takes a steady breath as she speaks down to us, "We're almost there".

"Awe man", Mylo groans from below.

"If you quit your bitching for the rest of the job I'll let you borrow my daggers whenever you want," I smirk at him because I know he can't refuse that offer.

He rolls his eyes and sighs in defeat.

"Just know I will be using those daggers on your smart ass" he whispers.

I laugh to myself just picturing that fight. And it does NOT end well for him.

Vi gets to the top first. And she takes a deep, long breath in. She takes in the view that is the city of progress.

"Hey powder, come take a look."

The rest of us get onto the roof and catch our breath while Powder runs forward to Vi.

"Woah," Pow says with a gasp.

"Woah is right, Pow," I say with a huge grin.

We're really here. We're really doing this.

Vi turns to me "it's nice getting about it all, huh?"

"Yeah, I can actually breathe up here. I can actually see the sun."

Vi laughs at my dramatics, but in the undercity, the only lights are neon.

I get snapped back into reality when I hear a big WHOOSH above our heads. It's a blimp like air ship sailing over us.

Powder points at the ship, "One day, I'm gonna ride in one of those things."

"And one day, I'm gonna shoot one of em down"

I scoff at Mylo's childish behavior. I mean who does he thinks he is? Vi slaps his finger gun down and walks ahead.

I lean down and whisper to powder, "Don't listen to him. He's just being a sour diva today." Powder snickers at my comment.

"You're trash at whispering, Y/n"

"Yeah Mylo? Well you're trash at fighting so."

Claggor, Pow, and Vi all giggle at our bickering while we start off again on our hunt.