A towering white and blue rectangular building structure with a large logo of a bald eagle engraved in front of its walls. los Angeles California police station.
A young man laid atop a camp bed suddenly squeeze his eyes open from a haunting nightmare memories of his father and lover. Screaming loudly in anger, his fingers instantly grows out in to a sharp Werewolf claws and his sharp teeth and fangs squeezed tightly like some hungry lion ready to devour a man. The alarm clock blaring loudly into his pointing ears.
"That dream again" he gets up from his bed into the shower to cool off before the other officers might notice his mid transformation. He swipes the mirror on the wall, an handsome pale skinned man with gleaming ocean blue eyes, white straight hair, soon his fangs retracted into his teeth while holding a tooth brush over his mouth. He is average height with well built body structure.
An hour later,
He walks out into a rectangular hall on black pants, shinning black shoes, a black long selves with a police traffic vest on and a walking talking on top of his selves. He has a black leather belt with a gun purse by the side of his waist.
He walks into a dark hall with little ray of lights filtering from the window on the police lockers . He swings open his locker and he looks at the police cap in the locker with an engraved emblem of a bald eagle. Recollection of thoughts flash dancing through the corner of his mind.
He was standing before a large court room with audiences sat behind looking at him distastefully and the judge rammed his mallet.
"Commander John kelly Arnold of the police special seal squad, SWAT, here is my verdict. You have been accused and charge of first degree murder of your team mates and Should face a death penalty however due to the circumstances involved and your heroic deeds of the past acknowledged by the supreme high court. You are here by demoted to a rank of a police traffic officer with commitments to community service. You are to grow in ranks from your duty to humanity." The judge rammed his mallet.
"Cooourt"
John kelly looking at the black police cap lifts the cap from his locker and right it over his head and he stares into the mirrors. His blue eyes begins to gleam brightly, and he speaks to the mirror.
"Eva, father, brother, I will find you where ever you are, even if I have to turn the world upside down. I will those murderers to justice"
Walking out from the dark room into a larger police hall painted in base silver colour, fluorescents light in the roof and two large TV in front of the rectangular room filled with other police officers in black uniforms sitting on their various sits.
Majority of the police men distastefully looks at him and scum holding a distasteful snort. The police officers gaze and attention was suddenly caught by a TV broadcast.
"Today, the prime minister of America arrives at California Galatia today. The opposition party wants three states in the country independent and rule on their own terms dividing the spoils with the South's and it given to them as part of country.
The prime minister has called for a diplomatic talks with the governors "
Several police officers watching the news solemnly and suddenly their attention was caught by a clap from a tall man walking from the side door. A commanding officer walking in and the crew stands in attention. He is dark skinned with brown eyes and brown hair with a scar on his face and speaks addressing the team with a bold and brute voice.
"Today, everyone must be serious and zealous about your duty. This is an historical moment for our nation as the most powerful prime minister of America will be visiting the galatia in California. The prime minister will arrive in an hour and I want all patrol team to stop suspicious movement of citizens and maintain maximum security and enforce the law and order. Oh where is our heroic traffic police officer?" The police men suddenly start laughing out loud at the mention of the name.
"Traffic police, hilarious Hahahaha" officer scum
"Today, you will patrol with the other officers and you will be giving a gun. Please try not to shoot any of us OK. We are friendly" A pale skinned officer with brown eyes raised his hand swifty cutting in on the talks.
"Yes, Officer Arslan, what's your question? The commander pixes motioned with his hand.
'' Sir, is it wise to give him a gun?. What if he aims his gun behind our backs and shoots at us with the gun like he killed those men in cold blood without second thoughts?" another man from the corners of the room raised his hand swiftly.
"I too, I think it's a bad idea sir. I have wife and kid." Another officer speaks
"I am the only bread winner in my family and the first son. I Agree you should not give him a gun" Another cuts in with several police men protesting.
"Stop it everyone!. He his an heroic figure good or bad. He is trained from the top secret military gorilla academy and was a captain of a seal tactical unit before he Joined the swat unit. He also was part of the team to be trained in U.S best marine force. He doesn't need a gun before he can kill you and stop with the nonsense talks. I don't know what happened but I know he is not someone that goes killing people .
Okay, because today is a special day. We give in a revolver. That way your fears will be reduced and am sure from the looks from John kelly eyes. He will not kill any one" the commander turns his gaze at him distrustfully and said
" Right Mr John kelly Arnold" April's face looked intimidating enough that he couldn't tell what is going through his mind. His voice cuts in
"No, I will not kill any one" He replied.
Another fellow officer walked up to him and he gives him a black revolver gun.
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Good, now that is settled, then let's move out" Commander pixes ordered. Police officers begins to suit up on heavy armor, armoured to the teeth like swat team. They moved in such agility into several armored vans and several minutes later. They were positioned in various towering buildings.
The swat snipers take aims from their long guns positioning at different towering buildings with walking talkie.
Some cops on black uniform helps the flow of traffic, Helicopters and large military choppers pilots the towering skyscrapers looking down. A voice from a chopper rang.
"This is Alpha bravo ! Over, can you read me. All clear from my end and the eagle has landed. I repeat the eagle has landed over".
Several luxurious armoured vehicle in black with armoured tanks and police bikes as escort swiftly move on the tarred road with much authoritative and a commanding atmosphere.
"Alpha bravo, we hear you loud and clear. All eyes on eagle one". The chopper billowing noise from it's blade flew pass neighboring houses.
A tall man suddenly appears standing in front of a towering building. He has a spiky white hair, green emerald eyes and a tattooed bar code zero seven on his neck. He is on a long black trench coat with intricate patterns and colors of red, black combat pants and lace boots. He stretches his arm looking down from a glassy skyscrapers and he speaks.
"Where there is good, there will always be the shadows of evil lurking in the deep of the dark. Love turns to hate and where there is light" He looked at the city and choppers flying over glassy building structures and said
"There will always be darkness and where there are cops and hero's of Justice, there is always going to be the league of villain's. Now, how do they think I will play my cards of evil"
A young boy with full rounded dark blue hair and sharp angular eyes in same clothing with bar code on his neck thirty begins to press a game console control button.
John kelly stood in a crowded place controlling the traffic and checking vehicles for arms. He could see mass of people standing by the side walk of the road waving their hands at the amoured convoy vehicles moving swifty across the main tarred road.
He looks at a Blondie young girl about ten on white dress holding white flowers waving at the passing black convoy vehicles. She smiles and a tooth was missing in her set of teeth. John smiles when suddenly, a flash glitches in his eyes. He sees the mass of people waving at the vehicle suddenly lay dead on the floor covered and soaked in a pool of blood all over the the place. He turns around looking and the structures engulfed in flames, people, cars blow up and dead bodies litters in parts scattering all over the place with heavy black mushroom smokes ascending the sky.
The glitching suddenly returns back to normal with people waving their hands normally.
"What's the hell? It's happening again!. Something disastrous is going to happen!. All this people are going to die and I have to find a way to stop it". He turns his face along with his body looking to and fro swiftly scanning towering buildings looking for the loop to stop it.
"Where Is the loop? I have to find it otherwise things are going to get messy, oh God of heaven, you got to help me"
He sniffles the air smelling for a scent. If I can only catch the scent. Suddenly, his nose catches a familiar scent from a towering building.
The scent of a man he saw when he was younger injecting him with an encapsuled purple drug and throwing him into a clear liquid formula and his father been dragged away by him. He begins to run angrily towards the scent.
"Hey, John, where are you going? Are you planning on killing some one again? Police officer Arslan Questions
"Sorry, but I have to go. We are all in danger". He bolted running towards the towering building.
Stalion stretching his hand and speaks from the towering building
"Now, those city shall know pain, a pain of a nation betraying his citizen and killing my comrades and my son junior and I shall kill every corrupt leader the way they killed you my Junior and your blood shall pay for a thousand. let's change the scenery shall we".
He puts on a white mask with question mark on the side of the mask. He puts on a top Aristocratic hats and instantly a large plane traveling west instantly change it's course. It travels to the center of the city and aim his nose down swiftly descending to a towering building structure closer to where the cops where stationed.
"Junior, you died by plane crash because of the useless plot of the government to make money through devious mix crashing that plane.
Now a tooth for a tooth.