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No Good Deed (Arcane Writing Drabble #1)

[Inspired slightly by the song No Good Deed from Wicked]

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“Some things cannot be changed with passive action alone, my dear. I admire you’re passionate resolve, but even if you were successful in catching the attention of Piltover like this what do you think it would do?” Silco’s question caught me of guard.

Across the desk sat the scarred man, his mismatched gaze never leaving mine as words seemed to fail me. What would it do? It would bring attention to just how the Undercity is suffering from Piltover’s inaction to help. It would move the hearts of people to ask for change...Right?

Silco’s expression was unreadable before he continued, “Have you thought about what the possible consequences would be by bringing this attention all on you? No, you put too much faith in those people you live amongst while thinking you belong just because your parents work their way out of the slums. Once a slump rat always a slump rat, that is what Piltover thinks of people like us. Nothing will change that if we are passive and beg for help.” No Silco was wrong. He had to be wrong, because compassion is what moves the human heart. More than anything you believed in compassion and the good in people. Even men like Silco.

Did that make you naïve? Perhaps, but you truly believed in it. A part deep inside of you though also believed in the kingpin’s words. You stamped the doubt away though and steeled your resolve while meeting Silco’s gaze again. Looking into those duel colored eyes was captivating, intimidating. lifting your chin you wouldn’t falter on this. Even with his warning you wouldn’t back down now. “I truly believe that what I am trying to do can help. There are others like me that want to help because we were born to the Undercity. Piltover will have to see! The Undercity--”

“Zaun,” Silco corrected with a narrowing of his eyes and his lips drawn into a thin and growing impatient look. His tone was a bit more dangerous for just a moment forcing you to collect yourself and choose your next words carefully. “Zaun,” you started again a bit more hesitant, “Is growing darker everyday. People are suffering from more than just the terrible living conditions. The lack of funding towards social projects, enforcer brutality, no education, Zaunite against Zaunite crime. The list goes on and so does the suffering. The people here deserve more that can be afforded!” The passion once again coming back to you as your voice raised again.

Silco seemed to meet this passion with a smirk, which was more terrifying than his rage. You had no idea what he was thinking as he cocked his head to the side, almost like a bird of prey watching it’s next meal carefully. He stood to his feet to circle around the desk which left you frozen in your seat while he came to stand beside you. You stared into the chair were Silco was just sitting, realization washing over you once again that you might have said too much. Offended the man who literally ruled the Underground with an iron fist and you couldn’t even look at the man now without showing that you were scared of him, despite the brave face you put on. A hand came to your chin, forcing it up so that your eyes had to look up into his while he stared down a you. A shiver crawled up your spine and through each of your nerves leaving them feeling like electricity had been shot through you.

“I think I see,” He chuckled darkly, “You must think of yourself as a martyr then. Just trying to play the role of Zaun’s savior. A slump rat who crawled out of the sewers and pities the rest of us who haven’t been saved yet. Now she’s playing with this she doesn’t understand, thinking we need Piltover’s help. Your help?” He asked in with a silky tone that was all too smooth for his gravely voice.

You’re eyes widened at just what he was suggesting, making this all out to be part of a self serving need to quell some savior complex. You couldn’t come up with the words to even counter Silco as he continued on, “You must think this is right, am I correct? A good deed for the sake of doing a good deed?” You could only nod while Silco leaned down to your ear with a chuckle that turned your blood to ice.

“No good deed goes unpunished, darling. Do well to remember that once you have been cast away by the city you hold in such high regards. I promise this attention seeking will lead you only to ruin. When it does and you come crawling back here with nowhere else to go, I might be willing to take you into my city if you can beg well enough and learn from your consequences.” Silco let go of your chin and stood at his full height again leaving you to jerk away as if his touch was enough to burn you. Heart was beating so loud and painfully in your chest you swore the kingpin himself could even hear it as he sat in his lounge set. He pulled a cigar from an ornate case on the table. Next to it the cigar cutter, which made a clean slicing sound as he cut the butt of the cigar and lit it

‘No good deed goes unpunished, darling’

Those word shook you to your core as you stood up abruptly and turned to Silco with confusion and fear. With a hum he smirked again. The air became suffocating and you felt like you had to leave before all the air was pushed out of your lungs. You felt like you were suffocating underneath that damn gaze of his. That scalding, unblinking eye that always seemed to be able to look right though you. His title, the Eye of Zaun, it was perfectly fitting. That eye that saw everything, even into a persons soul it almost felt like.

“You’re wrong Silco, you just have to be wrong,” Your damn loud mouth was going to be the end of you, having to have the last word as you stormed out of the office. Though having the last words you didn’t feel like you won any victory over Silco. It only felt like I was running from him and running from a truth I didn’t want to see.

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So that is the little idea I had. Im not use to writing in second person but I thought I might try it a bit more but honestly I don’t really like it. Im not sure I’ll do it a whole lot for future writing. I have ideas though about turning this idea I had into a full story. I have more ideas and maybe posting this will help get those creative juices flowing. This idea wasn’t meant to be like a ship between Silco and Reader but maybe if I write an actual story it might happen who knows. It’s been a long time since I last written a story for others to read and it’s like midnight right now so this probably isn’t my best work so all constructive criticism is welcomed!

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