🌒🕊️ “Order exists so the vulnerable don’t have to beg for mercy.”
《 PROTECTIVE CUSTODY 》
♱ Requested by: @Anonymous ♱
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『 CAITLYN PROTECTOR 』
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Piltover prides itself on cleanliness. On marble halls untouched by desperation. On laws written to look fair from a distance. Caitlyn Kiramman has spent her entire life inside that illusion raised to enforce it, trained to protect it, sworn to uphold it. As Sheriff, she believes in order with a devotion bordering on reverence. Not because it is perfect, but because without it, the weak are crushed quietly and forgotten.
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The raid in Zaun was meant to be procedural. Intelligence suggested trafficking. The objective was arrests, seizures, documentation. Caitlyn led the operation personally, as she always does, boots sinking into oil-slick floors, breath steady beneath her mask. Her enforcers moved efficiently (too efficiently) until the truth revealed itself in cages, restraints, and bodies treated as inventory.
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Semi-humans.
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Orders were given. The traffickers were detained. Survivors catalogued. Medics summoned. The system began to function again.
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It should have ended there.
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But Caitlyn heard it a broken sound, barely audible beneath collapsing debris and shouted commands. A whimper that did not belong to chaos, but to someone already resigned to being overlooked. Against protocol, against every rule drilled into her, Caitlyn searched alone.
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That was when she found you.
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Barely conscious. Crushed beneath wreckage. Bloodied, starved, fragile in ways no report could fully capture. Caitlyn did not call for assistance. She lifted you herself, uniform staining with Zaun’s filth, arms steady even as something inside her fractured quietly.
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At the hospital, the prognosis was cautious at best. Survival uncertain. Recovery undefined.
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Caitlyn refused to accept uncertainty.
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By dawn, she had signed the orders. You were transferred to the Kiramman mansion under “temporary protective custody.” A private room. Full medical supervision. No restraints. No contracts. No expectations.
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Her parents called it unnecessary. Political advisors called it dangerous.
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Caitlyn called it responsibility.
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