"So, you're telling me that what caused Jayce to turn into this hideous monster was some dark cells in his blood?"
"Preety much, yes" Caitlyn nodded as she took a turn to the left.
"Alright, that's officially fucked up" Vi declared, scratching the back of her head "But how did those cells appear in his blood anyways?"
"An assumption could be some sort of illness but I'm not so sure about that. What sort of known disease creates mutated cells that fully reform the person?" Caitlyn questioned rhetorically
"Do you think that someone, somehow drugged him?" Vi raised a brow
"Glad you catch up so easily" Caitlyn praised as she slammed the car's breaks to stop in a red light.
"Wow, easy there... But who would want to drug him anyways?"
"There are a lot of candidates. But until we get our hands on the CCTV records of that day, we can't be sure"
"Do you believe Jinx is responsible for what happened to Jayce?" Vi inquired, starring out the front window.
Caitlyn frowned "Jinx is a terrorist, her only goal is to bring chaos. Even if a monster Jayce would bring the wanted results, I highly doubt if she'd got the knowledge or the capability to do something like that"
"I'm not so sure about that" Vi deadpanned, her eyes darkening as she remembered the explosion moments before Jayce had actually tried to kill her.
"If you mean the explosion, I still don't believe it was what it caused his transformation" Caitlyn said as the car accelerated again "If it was a sort of gas, wouldn't it have affected the hostages?"
Vi understood where Caitlyn was heading this, and she sighed in frustration as her theory rumbled down like a tower made of playing cards. She really wanted to believe that the Loose Canon wasn't involved in any of this but she couldn't help but be suspicious of the criminal.
"And what about the cure? Have they found how to deal with this yet?" Vi asked again
Caitlyn shook her head slightly "I'm afraid not. If I understood correctly, they have employed their best scientists and physicians, including proffesor Heimedinger"
"Heimendinger?" Vi sounded surprised "But he's a hexetech mechanic, I don't see how he could help them out"
"I'm just transferring what Sona told me" Caitlyn said "And to answer your question, they probably using «the more, the merrier» tactic"
Vi nodded, though she wasn't really sure what to believe anymore. As if Harrold Fitzwilliam's mysterious disappearance wasn't enough, there was another mystery to be solved too. What they were going to do was up to Caitlyn. Whatever her decision would be, she would follow up no matter what.
The rest of their trip was quiet, with an occasional comment by Vi on a passing-by car or pedestrian with a rubberneck hair look or clothing. Piltover's citizens were famous for their unique choices in dressing and styling, especially in this part of the city.
A little while before they arrived to Vi's apartment, Caitlyn suddenly asked Vi to pick her bag up, with the enforcer obeying, curious of what the sherrif needed it for.
"Open it up" she instructed "There's a black notebook in there. Pick it up"
Vi did as she was told and she withdrew a leather black notebook, with the golden letters HF decorating its cover.
"If that's your Death Note, then I hope I'm not included" Vi joked as she flipped it over to have a better look at it.
Caitlyn barely surpressed the urge to roll her eyes at Vi's comment but she knew better than doing so while driving "No, you silly. That's my father's diary"

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Smoke And Mirrors
Fanfiction"All we believe, is it a dream that comes crashing down on us? All that we hope, is it just smoke and mirrors?" Nothing is as it seems in the City Of Progress but the Sherrif and her Enforcer are fond to find the truth behind the smoke. At what cost?