Hexed (Vi x POC! Reader)

Fragile Minds Break like Glass

A sob leaves your throat as you pull out the final bullet. You shakily grab your sutures and try to relax your shoulder. Your hand trembles violently, making it impossible to stick the needle where it needs to go. You place it back down, fisting your hair in your hands and giving in to the grief.

"Why?!" You sob, "Why? Why? Why? Why? Why you?! Why?! Why would they take you from me?!" You whimper as you rock yourself back and forth.

"Why take my brother? He's a good kid. He's always been a good kid. He didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve it." You babble to no one, "I should've gone. I've failed you. I've failed you. It should've been me, Ekko. Ekko, please, please tell me it's all a dream. Please, wake me up. Wake me up. Please. . . just wake up." You choke and cough as your throat seizes up. You're crying so hard that you can only take in shallow breaths. You clutch at your aching chest and let out a heart-wrenching wail.

***

Viktor had just stepped out of the hospital when he sees Jayce, Mel, and Sky being escorted by a group of Enforcers. Sky notices him and slips away from the group to approach him. Viktor steps down and meets her halfway. They lock eyes and Sky jerks her head in the direction Mel and Jayce were headed. He nods and the two of them set off after his co-worker and the councilwoman. After being dragged to the hospital last night, Viktor was told marvelous news. The doctors announced that he was no longer dying. His cells stopped their decaying process and were actually doing the reverse. The cells were repairing themselves at a rapid pace, undoing previous damage, and consuming it. They were astounded by his miraculous recovery and said it would only be a few days before he was healthy again.

They interrogated him and begged him to tell them how he did it. How he managed to reverse the process and save his life but Viktor couldn't give them an answer. He didn't do it. The woman in white did. Hexxit. The Zaunite who paid him a visit late last night.

It didn't take long for him and Sky to reach the bridge. Viktor's mobility was improving only hours after the incident. He got to the bridge a few moments after Jayce did, and stopped as Sky let out a small gasp. It was a gruesome scene. Half a dozen Enforcers were blown up, covered in burn marks with missing limbs. Six more... at least from what Viktor can gather, were completely torn apart. Their body parts littering the area. The iron smell of blood permeated the usually sweet air, tainting it with a sourness. Large pools of the coagulated red liquid covered the grey concrete. Jayce and Mel were standing off to the side in front of them. Viktor couldn't see their facial expressions but he hears Jayce make a retching sound before he rushes to the railing.

"The bodies you can see happened earlier this morning." Sky says so quietly that only Viktor can hear her, "The... pieces... happened a few moments ago. They were getting evidence for the crime scene when they were ruthlessly attacked."

"Did anyone see who the perpetrator was?" Viktor glances at her. He wanted to pretend like he felt something towards those who died, but he couldn't. He felt nothing. Living in Piltover didn't remove the scars from his youth. If anything, it made those scars all the more apparent.

"Five enforcers. One got shot in the thigh, and the other four were unable to apprehend the suspect before they jumped off the bridge." Viktor's eyes settle on the body of Marcus and narrow slightly. 'Marcus had always been a shifty character. Even before he became Sheriff, he was an asshole and thought he was better than everyone. Good riddance. A pity for his daughter to be without her parents, though. She'll be an orphan, but a well-taken care of one. The orphanage here is run by a quaint queer couple.' He continues examining the scene as Sky talks, "The thing is... no one can give a complete matching description of the suspect. The only thing they have in common is..." There's a soft rustling of paper, "Glowing, golden eyes with no pupil or iris."