Smoke And Mirrors

Final Punch

A cold sensation washed over Vi as the syringe was pressed against her neck skin. She felt her entire body freezing and a sudden pain emerged from every molecule of her body. She let out an agonizing scream while her brain was giving up.

You're mine now

The voice rang inside her head while her skin started taking a grayish colour and hardening. She hissed in pain as a couple of spikes out of her back.

Surrender to your master

"Yes, master", she managed to growl. Her voice had became unregognisable.

"Good", the distant voice of LeBlanc spoke. "Since this little party here had to stop to greet our guests we'll have to restart the production. Vi, if you may please restart the machine"

The men let go off her. Someone cut her ropes; she didn't recognize him and didn't matter. She walked slowly towards the main machine, dragging her feet. Her head was still ringing and her vision was blurry.

But she had to carry out LeBlanc's orders. She had to carry out her mistress' wishes.

Or did she?

She shook her head angrily, trying to shoove off the voice inside her head that was screaming at her to stop. She had a duty to accomplish. Right?

Memories flashed in front of her eyes like a film. A woman and a few more faces... Were they hers? She couldn't tell anymore. Her mind was a mess. She was confused.

Stop resisting and do as I told you

She finally reached the machine staggering. She took a moment to take sharp, hungry breaths as she rested her hand on the metal of the machine.  She struggled to put her thoughts in an order. It had never been so difficult to execute this simple task.

The brain hadn't reached her brain yet but it would anytime soon. When that time came, she wouldn't be able to resist anymore. Half her body had already surrendered to the Deceiver but her spirit never would. Vi never gave up.

What is taking you so long?

She raised her gaze and studied the machine. The switch was a few steps away. The only thing she had to do was pull it...

The image of Caitlyn flashed before her eyes. She shook her head, trying to wipe it off. Why did she keep showing up? What did that mean for her? Goddammit, why everything was so confusing?

She was running out of time. If she wanted to stop this madness, there go her only chance. Her arm trembling, she found the button on her left gauntlet and the hexetech masterpiece opened with a hiss, revealing her bandaged hand.
Slowly, she reached the inside of her coat and retrieved a syringe.

Stop! Throw it away now!

"You know what? Fuck off!", Vi growled before she plunged the syringe on her neck. Then, everything became dark.

When Vi drifted back to consciousness, she realized that she had slipped down on the floor. For how long had she been passed now? She hoped not for long. Panicking slightly, she reached inside her coat and she sighed in relief when she found that the capsule was still there. That meant that she hadn't passed out long enough to loose it. Good. Her skin had also returned to its normal colour and the spikes had dissapeared.

She had managed to escape LeBlanc's control just on time. If she had been a few moments late then she wouldn't be able to snap out of it. That didn't mean the danger was over. She was sure that the Noxian bitch would have realized by now what she had done so she needed to hurry up. Her head was still hurting like hell but she put it aside. There was no time to feel pain.