Chapter 5

Petunia is currently sitting in the now fully fixed and furnished pub Vander set up to help the unification of the Lanes.

With a glass of the closest thing to red wine she could find, she was drowning her worries.

You see, Petunia has been going through a huge dilemma. She must decide between taking a chance at making her children's lives better without discrimination towards them for just living in the Lanes but risk a chance at death by gunfire if the peaceful protest collapses and the enforcers come. Or she can stay down not risk having her kids grow up without her.

"Go home." Vander demands.

Petunia looks at him blankly, "No."

"You know none of us would hold it against you if you didn't come up with us." Benzo states.

Vander nods along, "mhm, most of us Zaunites can fight, you cannot. So, we understand completely if you don't come with us."

"But…" She pauses.

A blue almost purplish haired mother decides to give her own opinion, "You've already got most of our respect dealing with the kids, girl. I thought it was rough with just Powder and Violet, but now I've seen what a kid with magic thrown into the mix does," she stops for dramatic flair.

"Let's just say my husband and I won't be making the girls any more siblings."

Petunia chuckles at that truth. After Harry found out that he could change things like colour and minor psionics with his magic, Undercity gained a group of menace kids going around using Harry like a weapon.

the group of 6 kids going around causing chaos for months on end almost caused a bounty to be placed on them. What was worse was that all 6 kids were all children of those close to the head of the Zaun movement.

Petunia had to track them down to a collapsed building at the bottom of the Ravine to find them, next she managed to bribe Harry onto her side with a few sweets she managed to get from some rich Piltovian market a day before. Next, she made him turn his ire onto one of the kids there called Mylo and made him an example to not cause chaos with Harry.

Back to the bar, Petunia was still reflecting when Benzo starts laughing to himself.

"That makes you our revolutionist Nanny."

A round of laughter encompasses the pub quickly much to Petunia's embarrassment.

"Petunia, I've been meaning to ask you this for a while now. But if anything happens on the day next month, could you take in the kids and keep them safe?" the blue haired mother asks with a troubled look.

"Since I'm apparently the nanny, sure." Petunia mumbles back as she takes a swig.

She shakes her head slowly, "I didn't mean it like that, I am asking if you could take them in."

Petunia chokes, "Really? I- I mean sure, but… Really?"

"we've seen each other nearly every day for months now. I trust you. And anyone else, even Vander, wouldn't handle having kids well," this causes a lot of agreements from those listening in.

Petunia hardens her gaze onto her blue headed friend, "Fine, I promise."

In the corner of the table sat Silco, smiling along to the warm atmosphere of the pub. But his smile seemed a touch too pleased that the kid's won't be a part of the protest.

(\HOH/)

Silco was not happy with how the future was looking. He was happy with how much people his and his brother's movement had amassed and unified, but to him no one was truly thinking of the future.

A show of passive unity which everyone is planning won't do anything, the walk into Piltover will be blocked at the bridge and won't get through to the Piltovian Council at all.

So Silco was hatching his own little plan with a few of his less then savoury friends.

This plan was to have the unified front make its way to the bridge and get blocked, then instigate a small fight with an enforcer and cause the peaceful protest to become a show of force.

Zaun will show its might in being born by fighting for itself. And Vander will understand the small sacrifice of the fight for our place.

The plan was going to work, it had to.

(!SHT!) {This dude raising a flag…}

The day of the protest came quickly, and around 200 hundred people start amassing near the top of the lanes.

"The plan is for us to split up between these five bridges and slowly walk into Piltover, we need to make it so as many people see us," Vander delivers the plans to the heads of each faction involved in the protest.

"Why are we splitting up so thin? We'll be weaker with like this," the wheezy voice of the head of the miners speaks up, voice no doubt impaired from living in the polluted mines for so long.

"We don't need fighting strength; we just need to look like a bigger force to the Piltovan Populace to give the picture that we are more powerful than we are to the council," Benzo speaks up.

Most people there see and accept the logic behind this, what with the council being the driving force for whether Zaun becomes a reality or not.

Silco looks slightly uneasy with this but doesn't try to change anything.

The kids of those going off wave them off, alongside them stood 6 kids and a slightly long necked nervous narrow faced lady.

"They'll be fine, right?" Vi asks Petunia, who nods with a look of conviction.

"They will, your mother is with them," she says half joking.

"What about dad?" Powder questions.

Petunia laughs, their father was Piltovan intellectual through and through. He wouldn't be able to win a fist fight to save his life, maybe a fight involving explosives or anything to do with inventing. But a physical fight…

"Sure," she chuckles.

The 200ish move out while petunia and kids move down to the pub.

The protest setup goes along to plan, they separate into 5 groups of around 40 each. They walk up out of the ravine and soon they approach the river.

It doesn't take long for the groups to each get their own respective bridges which represent the start of the start of the Piltover protest.

Then they come across a blockade. Each bridge has a blockade with 10 enforcers on each one.

As Vander's group approaches their respective blockade, a loud voice comes through a speaker.

"Stop right there and return back to the filthy hole you all crawled out of."

"What is this, how did they know we were coming?" a man named Hubert, father to a kid named Claggor, voices out what a fair majority of them are thinking.

Vander starts to growl, "One of our own told them."

"I repeat, leave now!" yells the voice of an Enforcer over speaker.

"Fuck this shit!" A voice with an eerie amount of excitement to It comes from behind them.

Shortly after, a flaming bottle comes from the same direction as the voice over their heads and towards the Enforcer blockade.

As the bottle splashes down onto one of the spotlights, it ignites the energy source of the light, and everything goes up. A dark crimson red flame covers a lot of the bridge quickly and most, if not all find themselves on the floor with a concussion.

Vander is first to come to, he looks around and quickly notices a figure walking through the dark red smoke of the chemical fire. he grips onto his gauntlets and run forward.

He started fighting off the one Enforcer he saw before, he quickly notices a few unmoving bodies around him, a flash of blue from one of the bodies heads reveals the terrible answer to who one was. Hubert was another. And a few miners' bodies littered the ground as well.

He had to steel his heart, for if he doesn't, the tears might get in the way of his fighting.

He just focused on the hope that the other groups weren't as bad as his were.

(\UmU'/)

Petunia's head snaps up the second she hears an explosion.

"What was that?" Harry asks, also fearful of what the explosion meant.

Petunia looked down at the scared faces of the kid's currently in her care.

"Nothing dears, probably just one of the mine charges going off," she fibs.

She glanced at her elven looking friend she made from her work, who she had asked to help look after the kids. "I'm going to go up and check if anything bad happened and come straight back, don't let any of them out of your sight," she whispers.

The older woman nods and waves her out the door.

Harry walks over to the corner after Petunia left and towards the group of Dudley, Vi, and Powder.

"Something bad happened, Petunia left," he says with worry dripping from his voice.

Dudley gets a scared look, Vi looks down right terrified, and Powder looks lost in her own head.

"Let's go see if anything bad happened!" Dudley whisper-yells.

"She left grandma to keep us from leaving," harry says.

"Then magic us a way-out kid." Vi little less then demands.

Harry looks shocked at the forcefulness of Vi, but snaps out of it and mutters, "Okay, I'll try. But don't blame me if it doesn't work."

Within seconds the old lady's eyes gain a slightly unfocused look which comes along with accidental magic related mental magic.

The four run out of the bar without the other kids realising and follow the same path as Petunia.

(I'm thinking of making Harry stronger using the Hp world a bit after this bridge event happens, but it would require me going down a story path some might not like. Being stranded and fucked over by Dumbles and his big old hubris instead of joining Silco or the firelights and being out of Arcane till around a year or so before the 2nd act. Do yea or Nay in the reviews if you have an opinion on that.)

(If not, the power I'm thinking of can be made in Arcane. But it might be a little less believable and fun. But it could also include a glimpse into a small amount of working with Singed and even bring in the real theory that Warwick is Vander.)[They have the same age, and on the fandom page it labels Vander under 'Unknown'!!!!]