Chapter 9: Seven Funny Years of Eighteen: Part One
Three years ago. Zaun Military Lab Compound.
Itchy eyes awake to a dimly lit and bleak den. Walls made of steel that look as if someone had torn the wallpaper down in a frenzy. The wall near the door has an active monitor with the image of a guard resting in a chair. He was in a room surrounded with monitors showing other people and places. A single bed in the middle with the owner of those eyes was surrounded by nothing but utilities. The figure rose up to sit and stare blankly at the monitor. It was a young girl; she was nine but looked thirteen. She spoke out loud as if someone could hear. "No I don't want to. – You have to, you need a shower. – Shut up I just want to sleep. – You got to take better care of yourself. – I swear to shit Fishbones if you wake me now I am gonna kill someone. – Don't say that I believe you would. – That guard there looks gullible enough to come in here. – No he's just doing his job, leave him be. – Nah, I think he should die. – They will get mad Jinx. After the last three guards you killed they put that tracking cuff on your ankle. If you kill again who knows what they will do. – It's been long enough, besides I am expected to maintain a good image. – No don't do it. – Too late. Hey guard, can you come in here?"
The guard in the monitor leaned forward and pressed a button to speak to the Jinx. "I heard all of that you crazy little bitch. You can rot for all I care. Second Lieutenant, sir."
"Sir, sir, sir, that's all they ever say. – It's your title. – Dammit Fishbones you need to really shut up or I will kill you like I did the other. – Okay, okay, but you need to still take that shower you stink. – What you don't like my smell?" Jinx forces her own face into her left armpit and breathes deep. "Aah, that smells good right? – No, that is awful."
Life in the Lab Compound had gotten better for Jinx. She was allowed to have freedom, which she abused and was confined often to her flat. It was a decent flat at that, with all the amenities included. She had a workspace room, a bathroom, a living room and a bed room. She never used the bedroom except to pick fights with herself, she always lost. The mattress had been pulled out to the living room, but she spent most nights sleeping in the bathtub. Honestly a psychologist was a mute point with this girl, she was not humanly sane. Brass covered the floor from her "collection" as she called it. She used it to slide around on her belly most of the time, but when she walked on it you would swear she moved on it better than a normal person would on a flat surface. The whole place smelled like cat piss and anything white had been painted pink with spray paint. She wouldn't admit it and she wouldn't ever realize it but VI was the one thing always on her mind. She had made another personality in her head to replace VI, but killed her when it was too painful that it wasn't the same. If someone knew the truth then Jinx would most likely be classified as manically depressed.
"I feel like destroying something. Guard, inform the general." Jinx said after crawling out of the bathtub soaking wet.
The guard came in on a speaker in the bathroom. "I'll tell him, but there isn't a mission planned for the next week or so." The guards started to call in the general and a reply came in, so he kept talking, "He says there is a mass prisoner execution you can do later today. He was going to gas them all, but you can kill 'em if you like."
"Sounds good. Keep me posted." Jinx replied. "Fishbones, are you ready to kill in your new body? – I don't think we should just kill innocent people. What did they do to deserve it? – They made the list. What else would qualify them better? – Maybe if they committed murder themselves or something. But they still deserve a real trial. – Nope, we're gonna kill them today and I'm gonna use your face to do it."
Jinx had finally understood enough basics of techmaturgy to create a powerful rocket launcher that uses compacted crystal energy to cause a massive explosion. The mixture was unstable once activated, so it had to be used no matter what each time. Every twenty or thirty shots a glitch in her design would cause the rocket to get a huge tail and be overloaded with explosive energy. It was like a very, very small atomic bomb and it decimated an area. In actuality there was no way to determine when the overloaded shot was prone to happen so it was a coin toss every time. She made a small device inside the weapon that would make notice when the shot was coming so she would know. It also put a firework charge inside of the powerful shot to make the explosion show a smiley face in the blast. With no amount of coincidence she had designed the aesthetics of the launcher to resemble a metallic shark with opening jaws to release each shot. Fishbones was now real to her when she held the weapon, even more so than normally.
Jinx spent the next few hours fighting with Fishbones on whether or not to increase the payload on each round. Obviously she wanted more, but the argument against was that too many big shots would destroy the launcher. In the end she "lost" and conceded for the reason that if the launcher was destroyed too soon her fun would end. Of course she would just do it the old fashioned way anyways with Pow-Pow.
The guard came in on the speaker saying, "Okay lieutenant, we're gonna let you out. Make your way to your private armory and then head to the yard."
"Gotchya, I will be there soon." Jinx replied.
The small wing of the compound Jinx was situated in was cleared out so it was only her, her room, her armory and a tunnel to the yard. Everyone was either killed around her or left to seek safety in other parts of the compound. No one wanted to be within reach of that crazy girl. Isolation was just a coincident.
She left her room dressed in her jumpsuit and changed to her leather belts in the armory. She grabbed Pow-Pow and Fishbones, a zapping pistol and some grappling grenades. These grenades were also her design. They would be thrown at targets and teeth on them would grab someone's ankle and explode in just a small enough way to take the limb. A crippled enemy was a dead enemy. She then headed out to the yard and palmed her way out.
As she surveyed the area she noticed Major General Travers standing on a platform with his officers. She saluted him and found her way to the proving grounds. Once in the fenced off area she signaled she was ready and the first prisoner was forced out a hole into the open.
"I'll give you to the count of – time's up!" Jinx pulled up Fishbones and launched her first ever shot at a live target. The man was obliterated all except his feet and hands. The crowd of military officials clapped and then stopped to await the next execution.
Jinx signaled another to come up and another did. When he came out he started screaming unintelligibly. "Seriously, screaming helps… not at all." Jinx said as she fired another round that again left the man's hands and feet behind in a fiery spray of red liquid. More clapping sounded in. Jinx gave the signal to let three out at once. When they came out she said, "Run idiots!" As they ran Jinx started shooting at them yelling, "Stay still! I'm trying to shoot you guys!" She hit them each after firing twelve shots randomly. The first to die dodged two shots before the third clipped his legs leaving his head intact. The second prisoner dodged three shots and the fourth hit him in the head, obliterating his torso. After two shots missed the third guy who was at this point near the gate Jinx aimed around him and the blasts slowed him down for the twelfth shot to wipe him from the face of Runeterra. Cheers came with the clapping crowd this time. Jinx signaled for four more to come out, but only one was left. As soon as he came out he started to run. Jinx threw one of her grappling grenades at him. It bounced around him and he tried to escape but it grabbed his ankle and ripped it apart in a fierce blast. He made a blood curdling scream and cradled his remaining thigh. His blood clotted quickly and his heart stopped, but Jinx blasted him anyways. The shot was an overloaded one and it leveled the area with a shockwave that knocked down the crowd of officers, but not Jinx. She just smiled to mirror the smiley face in the blast.
Jinx turned around to face the stunned crowd. "I feel like I forgot to shoot something…" She said as she leveled her launcher at the officers.
General Travers reacted first as the crowd started to search for cover. "Second Lieutenant Jinx. If you do that you know what will happen to you. I know you want more fun, but I need you to call it quits today."
As if Jinx had some respect for the man she lowered her weapon and left to reenter the compound. She put her toys away and strolled down to her room. Something disturbing made her bored and she decided to just sleep instead of her usual rant to destroy anything in her room she could. Climbing into her bathtub she fell asleep still dressed in her leather belts.
Two years later. Guardian's Sea en route to Navori, Ionia.
A Noxian vessel approached the southern end of Ionia carrying mercenaries from Zaun. First Lieutenant Jinx was amongst them polishing Pow-Pow on the bow, deck-side. Time had changed her age and rank. Looking like a fifteen year old, Jinx was now eleven and had been promoted to First Lieutenant. She was fully stocked in gear and ready to kill hundreds. Her mission was simple. Take the beach under the cover of night. Kill the stragglers that get away from fights with Noxian soldiers. Mostly she was ordered to be clean up. It was ordered that her presence must remain unknown. She was to kill anyone who saw her face and as a special order from Travers she was to kill any of her subordinates that make it out alive. She would be returning alone. She had a team of seven stupid grunts. Hopefully for their sake, they would die on the beach, because Jinx wanted to play awhile. The cover story dictated that no traces are to be left of Zaun military presence. This was not disclosed to either her men or the forces of Noxus. She would have to destroy the bodies, but she didn't mind. As the beach came into view all the other boats lit up signal torches and the boat lurched forward hard to let the wind carry it at ramming speed. Jinx got on the front tip of the bow, she wanted to be launched into the shore and strike a round from Fishbones into the closest tower.
One of her men came forward to warn her, "Sir, I don't think you should stand there."
She whirled around and unloaded a shot from her zapping pistol in his face. She looked at the others and said, "I give the orders. Understood?"
They all nodded and replied together, "Sir, yes sir!"
"Good the first order is to rush in behind me firing in wide arcs at the panicking people." Jinx stated.
The zapped soldier rose slowly, breathing deeply. He made it clear he wasn't going to retaliate by how he refused to lock eyes with Jinx. "Sorry, sir." He then took up post with the others.
Her soldiers carried automatic rifles, grappling grenades, and shoot-and-drop rocket launchers, as well as side arms. They wore body armor that was designed not to restrain complex movements like in melee combat, for that they had knives. Their clothes disguised them as Noxians. Unbeknown to Jinx they also were carrying special containers of an incredibly acidic material. They were ordered to use it on large populations of Ionians, and if necessary on Jinx if and when she got out of control. There was no real kind of loyalty in Zaun.
The boat breached the beachhead and Jinx was launched into the air as she fired the first round at the tower closest to her. Then she proceeded to charge with Pow-Pow firing at the people running out of it as her soldiers brought up the rear. They pushed up past the tower in minutes and had to wait for the Noxians to realize they had made a gap and their forces should come over to fill it in. They poured in cheering thanks to Zaun and it annoyed Jinx they said it so loudly. The Ionians were not supposed to know that Zaun was there, so the Noxian officers quickly shut them up to refocus. She followed behind the division in front of her, killing the runners as her men did the same.
She was getting bored in the fight because she wasn't directly inside it. She took pot-shots with her zapping pistols to save Noxian soldiers who had made openings to the Ionian soldiers. She probably saved 40 men in that first fight. She was told that the Noxian numbers needed to stay high long into the fighting, so she was basically ordered to save them whenever possible. Her zaps were disabling tough Ionians fighters making it easier for the Noxians to take them out. Some of them noticed her doing so and came to stop her. Big mistake. She tore through them with Pow-Pow and finished off the rest with Fishbones who, on the tenth shot, fired an overloaded round that leveled the fighting soldiers on both sides. Seeing this she ordered the Noxians to stay down as she rained fire from Pow-Pow at the rising Ionians. Again cheers came in from the Noxians as they pushed their lines forward.
Three of her men were dead at this point, 'Idiots.' She thought. She made sure each body of her downed men was obliterated by Fishbones. The Noxians had pushed 3 kilometers inwards from the shoreline by now. Jinx's division was leading a V-shaped push into Ionia that was going too far too fast. She told the Noxian officers and they argued with her that they don't have the forces to wait for the others to come forward. Seeing their point she told them to hold back while she and her team gave some cover. Moving to the front she fixated her men to target any ranged attackers while she poured rounds into an oncoming wave of Ionians. She fired Pow-Pow wildly into the crowd as she put shot after shot from Fishbones into the denser groupings. Her intent was to stir confusion. She wasn't taking hits from them because she moved like a flash. Almost as if the death of those around her was fueling her speed, she kept getting faster laughing the whole time. The bluish blur was blasting two kinds of fire at the confused and panicking Ionians. None of them could get a lock on her and they were too afraid to get too close. In the end the remaining soldiers from the wave took cover to regroup as Jinx noticed she needed to stop and reload. She stopped firing when an overloaded shot let out and went to the Noxian forces calling her men back, but they were all dead so she took care of their bodies and retreated to the line of Noxian officers. Before doing so Jinx passed one of her downed men to destroy the body but noticed something on his belt. It looked weird but was definitely a new kind of grenade in her eyes so she took it and blew up the corpse.
The Noxian forces started to move out feeling better now that the other lines were keeping pace and Jinx continued her orders to safeguard them and kill runners. For hours the fight went on and when the sun was high in the sky the shoreline was secured and the Ionians were in full retreat. Navori would soon be theirs. Reports from Galrin and Shon-Xan were coming in that victory had been achieved. Jinx didn't relax though she charged the retreating forces. Approaching a fleeing crowd of archers she stopped running but kept shooting so she could pull out the fancy grenade she found. She set the timer and hurled it at a thick crowd of them 15 meters away. The grenade exploded with green ooze that covered the Ionian's bodies. At first Jinx was disappointed by the grenade so she moved in to keep firing before stopping to see what was happening to them. The Ionians started to scream as their bodies were melted away and Jinx realized it was acid. In her head she thought. 'That ruins all the fun for me.' The ground was soaked in the stuff and it wasn't dissipating so she decided not to venture in. The rest of the enemy was too far off to continue and Jinx was all used up on ammunition. Depressed she left to thank the officers and went to get on one of the leaving ships.
As the beach of Novari started to disappear she thought of VI without realizing it and said aloud, "Are you proud of me?"
A week later. Zaun Military Lab Compound.
Major General Travers and Dr. Parson were in the conference room. Since the last time Mr. Parson saw Jinx he had received his Doctorate in Human Biology. Dr. Parson was his new title. Jinx sat at the far end of the table still dressed in leather belts.
Dr. Parson started, "Welcome home Jinx. Did you enjoy the trip?"
"Yeah, it was a blast, hehehe!" She replied cheerfully.
"That's good." Dr. Parson continued, "How many did you kill?"
Jinx pondered a moment and said, "Maybe two-hundred."
Dr. Parson looked pleased. "Good, now we have some news for you. We have decided, or more importantly General Travers here has decided to allow you visitors."
"Ooo, like a friend my own age?" Jinx asked.
"Well no not as young as you, just barely in their twenties. We have already found a few. You can choose what you'd like." Dr. Parson slid a dossier over to her with six people's profiles in them, all girls. Three of them had pink hair, two had blue and pink highlights and one had brown hair.
She thought for awhile on it in her head, 'I could get a VI in real life, but then the White-coats would see that and think I have a weakness. They can never know I want VI back alive.' She pulled out the brunette and gleefully said, "This one would be perfect." The one she picked was twenty-two and looked really young. She was dressed in a blue jumpsuit so besides her smooth white skin Jinx couldn't make out her features. She did however notice the girl's blue eyes, wide hips and large breasts. She would be perfect to fool them because she looked nothing like VI. She would secretly call her VI anyways. Maybe use a name to hide it, like AliVIa.
"Good." Dr. Parson continued as The General sat in perfect silence paying no attention to Jinx at all. "You wait in your room and we will send her to you. Would you like to name her?"
Jinx replied almost too quickly, "AliVIa, yeah, AliVIa is fine."
Dr. Parson said, "Okay, then. Go wait in your room."
Jinx left them alone to go to her room and wait impatiently for AliVIa. The General spoke first. "So you asked me to hold my tongue and just let you do whatever. Now you need to tell me why you just did all that? I never allowed for her to have a visitor or to name her and I assume own her. Spill it."
Dr. Parson started calmly, "That was a test for Jinx. We knew she still had some residual feelings for her original test partner number six. I knew if I gave her those choices she would go out of her way to pick the one that looked almost nothing like number six. This is where I give full disclosure of what we are trying to do. Back when they were young they thought they were unwatched in their bath time. They made a language that we have only recently translated and started to have family feelings towards one another. In time I am sure it would have led to romance. They also named each other, number six was VI and number eighteen or Jinx was XVIIJ or XJ for short. Roman numerals on their ID tags were the inspiration for this. In the end VI sacrificed herself for Jinx to continue, proving she was the weaker of the two."
Travers was in shock but asked regardless, "So what does that mean now?"
Dr. Parson smiled and continued, "We have seen proof of this residual feeling. Back during the final preliminaries we saw the footage of Jinx killing those kids. On the last boy she etched her name into his face." Dr. Parson pulled up the incident on a monitor facing Travers. "Look closely as she starts. She put VI on his face and stopped. Then she looked at the camera and noticed her mistake so she finished by etching her own name around it. We have also witnessed her interactions with a distinct personality she created for VI, but then killed her weeks later for a reason we can't be sure of yet. We hope that sending that girl in their will shed some light on the situation in her head."
General Travers rubbed his chin and looked up at Dr. Parson saying, "You lab guys really know your stuff. Okay, keep me posted. You have my go ahead."
"I am delighted to hear that General." Dr. Parson responded.
An hour later. In a small cell in the Holding Wing of the Zaun Military Lab Compound.
'Why am I here? I didn't do anything to anyone. I mean yeah, sure, prostitution is looked down on, but it's not illegal in Zaun. I should have stayed in Edgeover. I was kinda safe there. Maybe if I pleaded John would have taken me back. No. No. He was mad I wouldn't do that incredibly obese client. Why am I here?' These are the lonely thoughts of a young woman named Brittney. She was a full figured woman with brown hair and she was awaiting something in this small cell without a toilet. It was pitch-black dark, most likely an isolation cell.
The door to the cell opened with a rush of light and three armed guards with shaded helmets came in and grabbed her. They forced her out of the cell and ordered her silence and compliance as she started to ask why they were doing this to her. Through many hallways and large doors they led her to a small door with writing on it, 'Jinx' without anything else. When the door opened they pushed her in alone.
She was terrified as she looked around the room. It was dark and bleak and the whole place smelled rank with something she couldn't place. A girl, no older than fifteen came out of a bedroom holding a can of pink spray paint. Brittney looked around and noticed cameras with pink paint on the lenses. She was alone with the girl and it frightened her. She noticed the look on this girls face. It was a weird smile that seemed to look into her soul. "Who, who are you?" She asked.
"Jinx," the girl replied, "and you are now AliVIa. Got it?"
Brittney was used to getting named by clients, but to her there was no way this girl was a client. "Sure, I am Alivia."
Jinx cut her off immediately, "No! It's AliVIa. Say it right."
Brittney said it back putting emphasis on the V and the I. "AliVIa. Got it."
Jinx walked up to Brittney and spray painted her knew name on her jumpsuit. Brittney coughed from the fumes and Jinx grabbed her by the throat. "Don't be like that. It's your new name." Jinx's grip wasn't hard, so Brittney was able to stop coughing.
When Jinx released her and started to walk away, Brittney started, "So, Jinx. What would you like to do?"
Jinx spun around and smiled. "Are those real?" She pointed at Brittney's chest.
"Yeah, why?" Brittney responded.
Jinx kept smiling and sat down on her mattress. "Show me."
Brittney was confused. 'She wants to see my tits? Whatever.' Brittney unzipped the jumpsuit half way and pulled her top back to reveal her breasts. "You like?" She asked. 'Why did I just ask a little girl that question? I need to break my normal routine for this.'
"Yeah, now bounce 'em." Jinx responded.
'What is wrong with this girl? Who the fuck is she?' Brittney thought as she hopped up and down.
Jinx started giggling uncontrollably as she fell over cradling her gut. It made Brittney even more uncomfortable. Then Jinx said, "Okay haha okay, that's enough put those things away." Brittney complied and started to zip back up. "No leave 'em out I like 'em."
Brittney decided to just ask. "Okay what is all this?"
A voice came in on the speaker that Brittney could tell Jinx knew very well. "To you AliVIa she may appear to be a little girl, but she has actually matured years ago. Relatively she is more grown up than you. Not physically, but mentally."
"Shut up Dr. Parson or I'll kill you all. Leave us alone. Also I thought I got all the cameras?" Jinx started to complain.
There was no reply. Brittney felt like that's all they wanted to say.
"Okay so this isn't as weird as I thought, but it still feels weird." Brittney said aloud.
As if her words were a thorn in Jinx's side she got up and said. "I don't like what you're saying. Knock it off."
Brittney looked into evil angry eyes and got the message. "Yeah, sorry. This is fun. Really it is."
Jinx's expression changed instantly and she smiled softly. She left Brittney alone and went over to the bathroom's bathtub and started the bathwater. She waited for the water to reach a good temperature and got undressed. She peered around the corner and said, "Come on." Then she waved Brittney to come over. Brittney complied and when she came in Jinx was nude in the tub. "Get in." Jinx ordered. So Brittney undressed and climbed in. Jinx took notice of her beauty, 'Pretty. Why can't I grow tits?'
Brittney sat in the water looking confused. "So you just wanted to take a bath?"
"No. I needed to get you away from their microphones so I can show you the secret language." Jinx smiled as she held out her hands and hugged Brittney. She waited until Brittney returned the hug before letting her go. 'Man, those things are soft.' She thought. "Okay here we go. This is how you say 'hi.'" She lightly slapped her thigh with her hand to show the meaning for "hi" to Brittney. Brittney followed her example in the same motion. "Good you're doing great so far."
Jinx continued to teach and re-teach everything she could remember from the language her and VI made. Oddly, enough she was patient with Brittney and when she was all done a little time later Brittney knew enough to hold a small talk kind of conversation. Then something went wrong.
Jinx stopped doing anything and stared at Brittney. Brittney used her right foot to tap the side of the bathtub three times fast, 'What is happening?' She met Jinx's eyes and waited for a response.
"You aren't VI." Jinx said bluntly.
Brittney didn't know how to respond. "I am if you want me to be."
Jinx leaned into Brittney to grip her neck with both hands. "You aren't VI. She was stronger than me. I couldn't do this to VI!"
Brittney could feel herself losing conscious as she struggle to get Jinx's grip loose. She started to really panic and hit Jinx in the head with her fist really hard, but was slightly amazed it did nothing to stop her.
"You aren't VI!" Jinx said as she closed her grip completely around Brittney's throat.
The last thing Brittney saw was Jinx staring fiercely at her. Then she felt a moment of bliss and fell deep into the black.
Present. Zaun Military Lab Compound. Major General Travers office.
A Major from Zaun Military Intelligence Department (ZMID) came up to General Travers office and said, "Sir, permission to enter?"
General Travers was looking over some budget concerns from the Zaun Military committees; he sighed and said, "Granted, make it quick Jenson, my patience is thin today."
"Sir, this will take awhile I'm afraid." Jenson said as he entered to face the general standing.
Again Travers sighed and said, "Okay Major, you have my full attention." He set the papers down and focused on Jenson.
Jenson started in true military discipline, "Sir, our informants from Piltover Edgeland have brought some odd information to our attention." He paused to make sure that Travers was still focused, then continued, "They seem to have found a young woman with particular attributes. From what they tell us, our records indicate the woman is a product of Project Erebus."
Travers was in total shock, "Now Jenson, you understand that project is in remission until the first test subject can be proven suitable for a mass production right? Because only one of sixty-four subjects was able to pass and we have not started any works on a second generation. You have to be mistaken."
"I understand your doubts, sir, but we have spent the last two days working to confirm the information. Take a look for yourself." Jenson hands Travers the files.
Travers looks them over, then he opens a line on his intercom, "Attention all personnel, this is Major General Travers. If someone sees Dr. Parson send him to my office immediately. That is all."
The two of them wait ten minutes for him to show. Dr. Parson came in flustered. "Sir, I have no time for whatever this is."
"What is making you so hostile, Dr. Parson?" Travers says bluntly.
Dr. Parson breathed deep and replied, "The whore we sent into Jinx's room. Jinx just choked her to death. We are trying to resuscitate her at the moment. She is stabilizing and dying over and over. We fear she may not come back completely, but brain and nerve function is still intact. Now what is the meaning of all this?"
Travers hands him the files from ZMID. "Take a look."
Dr. Parson spends a minute studying them and then smiles and looks at Travers. "This is wonderful!"
"How is this wonderful?" Travers asks.
"Well," Dr. Parson started, "when we were deciding between pushing Jinx or VI forward in the project, VI committed suicide, in a basic sense, to save Jinx. You know this already. Moving on. We didn't kill her we just let her get "flushed" but we later learned that because we didn't tell the Flush Department a body was in the flush they did a quick one and we were worried she may have lived. Because neither Mr. Green nor I were fired, we assumed she died or maybe left Zaun. It seems she has lived and started to live out on her own. If the information is correct, then she is doing better than we expected. Her training and genetically manipulated structure is probably paying off well for her. The splendid part is that now we have a control to our experiments in taming Jinx. Bear with me here. If we can study VI as she is now we can use that to control Jinx. All we need to do is make a copy of VI, physically and mentally. With VI alive we can achieve that."
"I see where your headed here, but who will be our VI?" Travers asked.
Dr. Parson chuckled, "That stupid whore of course."
An hour later. Zaun Military Lab Infirmary.
Brittney woke in a rush of pain. She was zapped to life by an electric-stimulator meant to massage her heart. She gasped for air as she starred into a bright light above her. 'Do I follow the light?' She thought.
She looked to her right to see a man in a lab coat standing over her. The man started to prod and poke her checking her reaction to stimuli and the condition she was in. Then he turned to another man in a plain white coat and said, "She will be fine, but I would wait until the bruises on her neck heal before you get her up and moving again."
The man approached her bedside and brushed the doctor away. "Hello, Brittney, or better yet AliVIa. How are you feeling? No wait don't answer. I am sure your throat would strain to speak and all we need you to do now is listen and rest." The man continued with a smiling face. "You've had a nasty run in with Jinx's more maniacal side. She is a cold blooded killer as I am sure you could tell. We know now that anything short of real isn't going to cut it for her. Now, that being said let us discuss you." The man paused and then said, "Oh where are my manners? My name is Clarence Parson. You may call me Dr. Parson. Now, getting back to you. We have your record here." Dr. Parson held up a folder with her photo on it. "An Edgeover whore that defected from that profession to seek it just the same in Zaun. You followed a few friends who decided to leave with you. You all went your separate ways once you arrived. We have dispatched your friends already and we arrested you on grounds to conspire against Zaun. It was a fake charge. We killed dozens of whores in search of some that might suit our needs. But it seems now that a decent friend for Jinx isn't enough to replace her 'one true love.' Now we have a proposal for you to consider. On the one hand we kill you painlessly and feed your corpse to the dogs or option two, and I believe you may like this one, or not. We change your features through plastic surgery to resemble her 'true love' and teach you to play the part. I will give you time to consider. Feel free to live in comfort. Anything you need or want just ask and you shall get it. A week from now we will need a decision. I hope you choose the latter. Thank you for your time. Remember, one week." At that he got up to leave her alone on the table.
Brittney started to try and speak, but it came out in wheezes. She flailed her arms to get Dr. Parson's attention. He turned to look as she mouthed, 'Yes.'
"Splendid, we will begin in a week's time. Now please rest, VI." Dr. Parson said with a wide smile.
One year later. Zaun Military Lab Compound. Jinx's Room.
Jinx was on her mattress in a heated discussion with Fishbones. He was trying to convince her now to tattoo VI on her chest. The argument, which Jinx was bound to lose, spoke against her because it would be permanent and she couldn't remove it later. The big thing Fishbones was arguing was that if she ever wanted to remove it she might forget she was mortal and try to rip her own skin off. Suddenly her room door opened and a figure entered with cuffed hands and a bagged head. It was a young woman; she was dressed in some Piltover attire.
Jinx approached the woman saying, "Who are you and why are you here?"
The woman giggled, "Now there's a familiar voice. Take the bag off and see little sister."
Jinx starred at the woman with a stunned expression and then proceeded to remove the bag. When she saw her face she back stepped a meter or two. "No fucking way." She let out.
"Yeah XJ it's me. Glad to see you're alive." The woman said. The woman looked to be eighteen. She had blue eyes and pink hair with magenta sideburns. She had a smile that made Jinx quiver.
"You can't be her. She's dead." Jinx stuttered to say.
The woman spoke plainly, "No, I'm alive XJ. And if it wasn't for those White-coats I'd be blowing this place to ashes by now."
"V-I, how?" Jinx continued to stutter.
"How I got here or how I am still alive?" VI said.
Jinx blurted the word out, "Both."
"Well they didn't kill me when I got 'flushed' but after it happened I kind of wished they had. Those pipes suck. As to how I got here? I came back for revenge to kill them all. I assumed that they washed you out of their project, because you couldn't understand techmaturgy. I am glad to see you made it through." VI smiled.
Before each of VI's sentences Jinx swore she could hear a buzzing, but she was too distracted to investigate the noise. Inside Brittney's right ear, attached to her auditory ossicle surgically was a transceiver that broadcasted messages from Dr. Parson. He was telling her what to say and how to say it, secretly. This was the final product of plastic surgery and advanced character impersonation training that Brittney had received over the last year. Brittney was now VI Version 2.
"If that's really you then," Jinx tapped her right foot three times fast, 'What is happening?'
"Our special language? You remember it?" VI-V2 said as she thudded her left foot, tapped it and then thudded it again, 'I don't know.' "Really I don't."
Jinx fell into VI-V2 to embrace her. "Oh shit VI, I am so glad to see you again. I love you."
VI-V2 replied, "I love you too XJ, so much."