Ch. 1 First Day On the Job
(I decided that this will be my next big project. For it, I've chosen some of my favorite reviewers and will use their names in this. If you want me to use your name, just ask. I'll most certainly have a use for you and will give you two choices. :D hooray for choices! So, this is going to be more of a Murder Mystery Story with some gang and drug activity. Rape and reverse rape will be in this story even though I hate normal rape but It's a Detective fanfic. So, why the hell not? Chapters 1 and 2 will be done but after that, you guys will have to wait until Fruits, spices and Gardevoir is over… which will be in one or two chapters. That story needs an ending. It's too good not to end.)
{Rui's Point of View}
"I'd like you all to meet our newest member. Rui!"
Wine classes hit as everyone cheered, "Welcome Rookie!"
I looked at my cup in anger, watching it swirl until I saw a fire. One of the other officers lit a cigarette. As I stared at his lighter, that day burned through my mind.
-Many Years Ago-
I was a small boy. My friend invited me over to a party. It was far away from my house so I didn't want to stay too late. My family was very poor. We lived in the suburbs of the city surrounded by pokemon. I never made a friend that lived close by. My parents did their best to be kind but our neighbors and land lord hated us. Just because we were humans. The kids bullied me any time they could. They beat me up, burned me, stole my stuff and hung me from the top of trees. I think I broke my arms and legs at least 28 times before I was 7. At this time, I barely turned 8. The sun had already set as I walked home alone. Then, I saw it. My house was on fire. I changed my pace the instant I saw it. No one was outside. I could tell everyone was home but no one wanted to help. My parents were inside, screaming for help. I looked around and saw a Blaziken walk off. I was sure it was him. The roof began to collapse and almost landed on me. I fell back and panted heavily in shock. Loud thumping came from the house as my dad broke through the wall. He was covered in the flames, rolling around, screaming. There was nothing anyone could do as he died in agony. My mother's screaming had stopped as the house began to collapse. Not one Fireman or Police officer arrived until 4 a.m. By then, the fire was out, my parents are dead and I was staring at the last dying ember.
-Present Day-
I threw aside the cup of wine angrily before barraging out of the room. I walked out onto a Balcony overlooking our city. My name is Rui. I finally came back to this city after 8 years. Being 16 years old, I'm the youngest detective this office has ever seen. I'm a white skinned male standing at 5 foot 3. My face is borderline between narrow and round. My eyes were different, my left was Hazel, right is Brown. My unkempt Black hair extends down my forehead. My teeth, white as can be. I wore a brown and black overcoat with a black shirt underneath. I wore blue jeans and sneakers. The overcoat extends down passed the bottom of my shirt. My shirt covered the top bit of my jeans. In my left pocket is a spray like mace but for pokemon. It's called neutralize and with good reason. It turns a pokemon's abilities off, making them vulnerable. In my right pocket, a pistol with the safety always off. As I looked at the city, an officer came out to the balcony as well.
"Quite a first impression you made." He said while smoking a cigarette.
I looked at him to see he's a Magmar, "So, you things do smoke." I mutter.
"Did you just call me a 'thing'?" He asked.
"Yes. I did." I responded rudely.
"What did I do?" He asked.
"Nothing. I just hate pokemon." I responded, heading inside.
The Magmar continued to smoke, ignoring my rudeness. I decided to explore our police station. The Chief caught up with me. He was an overweight dark skinned male where a dark blue police uniform. His head is completely bald and his mustache is slowly turning gray. My best guess, he's 6 foot 3 and about 55 years old. His badge is Onyx in color with several medals/pins decorating it. These medals/pins were arranged in a square over his left breast.
"Here's your badge. Would you like me to show you to your office?" he asked politely.
He gave me a warm smile and I smiled back, "Yes. Thank you."
He beckoned me to follow, "This way."
He led me through the various halls of the police station. Everyone looked so laid back and happy. To be honest, it annoyed me. Especially since 75% of the force is populated by pokemon now. I can't help but think all of them are corrupt. My office wasn't exactly private. My roommate just so happened to be a male Gardevoir hybrid. His head was human sized but his hair extended down in that one singular bang. It was dark brown while his skin was pale white. His eyes were red like a Gardevoir but his ears were a mixture of both. It had an earlobe, the inner ear but the three spikes from a Gardevoir. He's very skinny for a human but that must be normal for him. His clothes are extra small but require more length. He also had all five fingers on each hand and feet. Currently, he wore black dress shoes. His hands had the lightest tint of green to them and didn't have fingernails. This hybrid was able to demonstrate psychic capabilities since he was able to open a file cabinet with it. A folder floated out of it and landed on his desk.
I sighed angrily as I thought, 'Great... I have to share a room with a fucking freak. This is bullshit.'
The chief said, "This is your office. Gojiro is your partner. I hope you enjoy working here with us."
I faked a smile and said, "I'll do my best chief." After he left, I took a seat at my empty desk, "Oh fucking great." I mutter.
Gojiro typed on a keyboard quickly. Suddenly his phone rang and he picked it up. He didn't say anything but I heard loud yelling. I couldn't understand it though. When the person hung up, Gojiro shook his head angrily. Whatever it was, it sounded angry. Gojiro suddenly turned his computer off and left the office. He left me there all alone and I began to wonder. I looked at the door to our office and quickly closed it. I was about to go on his computer when he opened the door. Using my wits, I turned to his file cabinet and opened one.
He forced me back with psychic, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Uh... exploring?" I lied.
He gave me an unimpressed look, "You're exploring our office? Are you retarded?"
"...uh Durr?" I chuckled.
He couldn't suppress his laughter, "Okay, that wasn't a bad respond. So, what do you really want racist?" Gojiro asked.
"Whoa, I do not appreciate these accusations sir." I chuckled nervously.
"I can tell you hate pokemon and hybrids." Gojiro told me straight.
'Well, this sucks.' I decided to shrug, "So what if I am? Fuck you and your pokemon brethren."
"Whoever sent you here is obviously very ill advised. You can get in a lot of trouble here with that attitude. Both legally and illegally." Gojiro warned.
I shook my hand like I was a spooky ghost, "Whooooo. I'm so scared."
"You should be. Have you ever lived in Draco before?" Gojiro asked.
"Dude, trust me. I was born here okay? You pokemon got my parents killed. Fuck all of you and your shitty breeding circles." I replied.
Gojiro glared at me before closing his eyes and sighing, "Look, believe it or not, we're actually on the same side. Didn't you become a detective to help get dangerous people behind bars?" Gojiro asked.
"No." I replied with a smirk.
"Then why are you here?" Gojiro asked.
"To get as many pokemon arrested or killed as I possibly can." I answered honestly.
"I get the feeling no one gave you a psychiatric evaluation." Gojiro replied.
I smirked, closing my eyes, "I don't need one. Everything I do will be cut and dry. By the book. I will not hesitate when my life is in danger. You're probably sympathetic to both sides."
Gojiro pushed me with Psychic, "My mother was raped by a Gardevoir. 9 months later, I came out. I don't like pokemon or humans. I think you're asshole."
"Oh ho hoe! So you think you're big and bad with power huh?" I egged on.
"You're nothing but a racist piece of shit!" Gojiro yelled.
I yelled back, "Thanks for the compliment you unwanted broken condom child!"
"Fuck you!" Gojiro yelled.
Gojiro and I stared each other down. I decided to back down since it's my first day. My seat was calling to me and the computer on my desk hasn't been accessed. The rest of the day was filled with inept silence. Gojiro refused to acknowledge my existence after our exchange of words. My first case came in at around 5 p.m. Someone's poochyena was kidnapped. I quickly got up, needing time away from Gojiro. The person who called is a human named Scott. I was about to call a cab when Gojiro nudged my shoulder.
"We'll take my car." he told me.
I opened my mouth to protest but stopped and instead said, "Fine."
When we got in his car, a 2001 Nissan Camaro, an awkward silence ensued. We just sat there as he drove and I looked out the window. Several people lived on the street either begging or selling themselves. When I was studying to be a detective, I remember reading about sex trafficking. Sometimes the victims die of starvation before the beatings do.
"...I'm sorry for yelling. Normally people don't get to me." Gojiro told me.
I glanced at him before saying, "Well... I'm not sorry..."
He shook his head with a disbelief filled chuckle, "You're an irregular ray of sunshine, aren't you?"
"Yeah well..." I stopped and sighed, "Okay, look. I'm sorry for being a dick. I know we're going to be stuck together so I will swallow the bullet now. I will trust you. However, you betray me and it's lights out for you."
"I'll make sure to remember that." Gojiro nodded.
"Good. We have an understanding. Now, where are we going?" I asked, looking at the file.
"The disturbance has taken place in a small apartment complex in Downtown Draco. The victim lives on the third floor at the address 143b, Highland Street." Gojiro answered.
"Okay, bet time. Pokemon or human?" I asked.
Gojiro smiled, "The victim is human so...-"
I interrupted him, "I meant the culprit. Do you think a pokemon stole the Poochyena or a human?" I asked.
"Human." Gojiro asked.
"Me, Pokemon. Damn fucking creatures." I muttered.
Gojiro shook his head before hitting the steering wheel, "Rui, stop being for hateful. This area is heavily populated by pokemon. They won't take too kindly to that way of thinking."
"I know. Get off my back." I replied.
Gojiro sighed, "Fine. I'll take your word on it."
We arrived at the apartment complex and I noted the various parties around. Several gangs of pokemon watched us get out of the car. I noticed a Lopunny sway her hips as she approached a parked car. She must have been a hooker. Gojiro got my attention and had us head into the Apartment. There's no elevator so we took the stairs. Our man Scott was waiting for us outside his door. Scott is taller than me, standing at 5 foot 9 wearing thick glasses. He wore leather fingerless gloves and work boots. He wears two bracelets, one on each to signify breast cancer awareness and my chemical romance. He has a plain hooded sweatshirt on with blue jeans.
I approached him first, "You Scott?" I asked.
"Yeah. Are you here about my stolen Poochyena?" Scott asked.
"Yes. Tell us what happened and start from the beginning." Gojiro told him.
I shot Gojiro a glance but stayed quiet as Scott began, "Yesterday, Me and my Poochyena were walking through the nearby park. While I wasn't looking, my Poochyena took off. I spent several hours looking but got a tip that someone else has my pokemon."
"You sure none of your neighbors took it?" I asked.
Scott crossed his arms, "I think I would know if someone in my apartment complex has it. I know most of the people that live here."
I put my hands up and gave my reply, "Okay, sorry. I'll take your word for it."
"What park did you lose it at?" Gojiro asked.
"The Gallade Memorial Park. It's up the road, you can't miss it." Scott answered.
Gojiro nodded, "I know the place. Come on Rui." He pats my shoulder.
I said my goodbyes to Scott and left with Gojiro. As we walked to his car, I looked to see the Lopunny in a car riding the driver's member. I shook my head, ignoring what was going on and left with Gojiro.
As we drove, I couldn't be silent, "We should have arrested that Lopunny and the guy she was fucking." I sneer.
"That's not our business. We're looking for a Poochyena, remember?" Gojiro asked.
"Yeah, I know but Prostitution is illegal. Not to mention it's a damn Lopunny. She'll lay at least 5 eggs from this single sexual experience. Do we really need her to have 5 slutty children?" I asked.
Gojiro hits his steering wheel angrily, "Are you fucking kidding me!? The children have done nothing wrong! You can't judge an unborn child. I admit, she's breaking the law but you can't just insult children like that."
"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry!" I replied.
Gojiro wanted to yelled but didn't, "Just... please keep your negative comments to yourself."
I decided to open up, "Okay... I just... hate female pokemon."
"Why?" Gojiro asked.
I shuffled nervously, "After my parents died, there was a female Grovyle at my school. She would never leave me alone. I remember days where I'd hide in the bathroom. She just wouldn't stop. It was so creepy. She made me hate pokemon even more than I originally did."
"Huh. What happened to her?" Gojiro asked curiously.
I took a deep breath, "She got arrested for multiple accounts of rape."
Gojiro shot me a surprised glance, "Wait, did she...?"
"No. She didn't. She admitted to wanting to and evidence was found in her notebooks. The bitch was going to use Sleep Powder on me."
"Can Grovyle learn Sleep powder?" Gojiro asked.
"I don't think so but her friend, an Ivysaur, helped her." I answered.
"You said she cause you to hate pokemon more. What originally made you hate pokemon?" Gojiro asked.
"When I turned 8, my apartment went on fire. My parents were trapped inside. I was at a friend's party before the fire started. Pokemon didn't like me so I had to make human friends. Sadly, I lived in an all pokemon neighborhood. So, I had to walk long distances to see my friends. When I was coming home, I saw it was on fire. I ran there as fast as I could. My parents were screaming for help. I knew my neighbors were home but... no one called 911. I saw a Blaziken leave the crime scene. It had to have been him. The police never caught the person responsible. After that day, I forced myself to work at my maximum potential. I HAVE to catch every criminal that has the unlucky pleasure of crossing my desk. If it's a pokemon, I swear to every legendary pokemon in existence that I'll catch it." I wanted to punch something but I didn't.
"Are you sure?" Gojiro asked.
"There was no other human for at least a square mile. Why would a human go out of his/her way to burn my parents' house? It was a hate crime; a statement. They wanted to kill my parents because they were humans." I answered.
"Then why are you like this?" Gojiro asked.
I was confused, "Hm?"
"By acting this way, you're allowing the tormentor to win. He succeeded in making you hate his kind for one sin. By being racist, you allowed him to win by killing your parents. Every pokemon except him is innocent. Shouldn't you hate only the one responsible?" Gojiro asked.
"No. I do not believe that." I answered simply.
Gojiro just shook his head with an aggravated sigh. We arrived at the park two minutes later. It looked peaceful but I started to feel nervous. A lot of strange looking pokemon roamed the area. I could tell they were drug addicts from the barely visible track marks along their upper arms or legs. Gojiro parked the car along the sidewalk. As we got out, I fixed myself.
"Where should we look first?" I asked.
Gojiro led the way, "We're looking for a man named Vulthurin. He's a drug dealer in this area that I get info from. Come on, he's normally hanging around the public restrooms."
"Is he a pokemon?" I asked, cautiously looking around.
"No. He's human. Male. About 23 years old, 6 feet tall. His real name has been wiped. Since then, he dubbed himself Vulthurin. He's sort of a devil lover because he worships Giratina. Last I saw him, he had Black and Red hair but he usually changes it. Pale skin, most likely Caucasian white. He was born with brown eyes but he buys dyed contacts to change them. As for his clothing, he tends to wear metal chains for necklaces and bracelets. His shirts are typically black and his shorts are brown. His drug trafficking allows him to have multiple pairs of shoes."
I followed Gojiro closely, "Nice description. He should be easy to find."
Within minutes of searching, we found Vultherin talking to a Bisharp. They were near the entrance of a tunnel. Something about this Bisharp seemed wrong but I didn't get a chance to figure it out. I only saw the back of it. After Vulthurin saw us, the Bisharp left the area. It never glanced back at us. I proceeded to follow him but Gojiro stopped me.
Gojiro gave me a stern look, "Let him be. We need to talk to Vulthurin."
I rolled my eyes before agreeing. Vulthurin checked his pockets before scratching the back of his neck. Gojiro held out his hand to shake Vulthurin's.
Vultherin shook his head no, "I'm sorry man. You know I can't be seen with you."
"Sorry. I need a favor. We're looking for a Poochyena. It was lost in this park." Gojiro told him.
Vultherin leaned against a wall, "I may know something." He shrugged, uninterested.
"Can you just tell us?" I asked impatiently.
He tilted his head, looking at me, "I heard from the grapevine that the police got a new detective. Are they hiring midgets and children now?" Vulthurin's asked.
I took a step towards him but Gojiro stopped me, "Vulthurin..." Gojiro said almost sadly.
Vulthurin shook his head before walking off, "Nearby, the sound of a Poochyena has been heard. Your welcome."
"Should we let him go?" I asked.
"He's my friend... so yeah." Gojiro told me, watching Vultherin go before turning away, "Let's go."
"What happened between you two?" I asked as we walked.
"We grew up." Gojiro answered.
I nodded, keeping up with Gojiro. We walked through the tunnel, hearing faint barks in the distance. We started running, until we found the Poochyena. It was whimpering with one leg hurt. A homeless man boiled water over a fire in a dirty pot. He looked at us calmly.
"Hi." I greeted.
"Hello." He greeted.
I decided to inform him, "We work for the police. Right now we are on a case for a missing Poochyena."
"Then it must be this little guy. You're free to take him. I did the best I could to help him." The Homeless man told us.
Gojiro walked towards the Poochyena and I felt a disturbance. This man seemed too... calm. That's when I noticed it, a pistol under his coat. As soon as he reached for it, I pulled out my pistol and shot him. I aimed for his shoulder and got a direct hit.
The pistol fell out and landed near me, "Don't move! You're under arrest!" I yelled, kicking his weapon away.
Gojiro picked up the Poochyena, "Good work. I thought you'd kill him."
"I don't need to. He's only human." I mutter sadly.
Gojiro must have noticed something but refused to acknowledge it, "Well, we found the Poochyena. Let's go."
I handcuffed the Homeless man, "Yeah." I agreed.
We called for backup and ended up giving Scott his pokemon back. It was going to make a full recovery. The homeless man was going to be charged with illegally carrying a firearm and attempting to harm an officer. We sat back down in our office and relaxed.
"So... are all first cases this simple?" I asked.
"Normally. It's just to see what you're capable of." Gojiro answered.
"So, starting tomorrow, a real assignment?" I asked.
Gojiro started typing on his computer, "That's up to the chief. If he thinks you're ready, he'll do it. You graduate from the academy at 15 and got your detective degree at 16. You need a lot of experience before we can fully trust you."
"Anything big coming up?" I asked.
"Well... I think GLMD is coming to town. If so, we'll have to protect them. Well... we as in the department. They're big time police supporters. Their last show in this town was free to all officers." Gojiro smiled.
I think that's the first time he smiled. I decided to stay quiet and type up my report.
(So that's chapter 1. This is my first time writing a Mystery type of Fanfiction. Later on Rui will do more advanced Cases. Maybe his Racism will catch up to him as well. :D Please Review, favorite or alert guys.)