Natara's POV
"Charlie wants to see us both in his office!" My best friend and work partner, Mal Fallon called to me, a sour expression on his face. He had obviously not gotten over his dislike of Lieutenant Charles Anders yet. "What for?" I called back.
"I don't know for sure, but apparently it's about some super-secret mission." He said, making quotation marks with his fingers. I sighed. Not another case. Only last week we had cracked the N-13 case. I was not quite ready for another case yet. And then there had been that...
"Oh, come on, Nat. You need a little excitement. Maybe it'll help you get over.… Oscar." He said tenderly. Deciding it was best to change the topic, I fixed Mal with my best death glare, I said "If your idea of exciting is to hunt down misogynistic, pedophile serial killers, then yes, I will be very excited." I finished, and cracked up at his stunned expression. He pretended to scowl and punched my shoulder playfully. "We should really go now." I said. "Yeah, Charlie's frothing at the mouth." Mal said casually, as if though this didn't bother him at all.
"I called you both ten minutes ago." Anders said, looking at us coldly. "We're sorry to have kept you waiting, sir" I said. "Yeah, whatever." Mal said, a grumpy expression on his face.
I kicked him under the table.
"I mean, we ask for your express pardon, sir" Mal said, wincing. He emphasised the word 'sir' like it was an insult. "Forgiven. This time." he said, clearly impatient to get to the point. "Anyway, I have called you both to investigate a series of murders, which we think have been committed by the same killer. Have a look at the files." He said, handing us both files. "All were young women, in their mid twenties." I observed. "And all of them have been killed near forests." "The cause of death is also the same." Anders said. "Shot right through with a powerful machine gun." "Have you identified the gun?" I asked him. "Our forensic techs are working on it." He replied.
"Ah hell." said Mal suddenly. "Don't you see? Don't you see it?" "See what, Mal?" I asked. "The connection! All the girls were young, with no immediate family, so that no one would miss them when they were hunted down." "Hunted down." I repeated, the realization dawning upon me. "Oh. Oh no. You are not telling me that these crimes were the ones committed by-" "The Hunters." Said Mal, with a grim expression on his face.
Alright! Done! The first chapter of my first ever proper fanfic! Thank you SOOOOOOO damn much Dani(elle) for this idea! It's gonna get hot as it continues, so you've been warned! Tell me how it is. Good? Bad? Crappy? Also, give me any ideas you might have in the reviews. Love y'all! - Angel