Sometimes he felt just like a gerbil, running around and round on his wheel and getting nowhere. No matter what he did he was always arresting repeat offenders. Currently, Vash was driving to the precinct to book 22 year old man whom had been caught driving without a valid license. Again. However, that wasn't half of the story. Vash had already run into him on drug raids and even had pulled the poor man over for several DUI's. It reality, he felt really sorry for this type of person. One who was caught up in a drug's promise of feeling good when all it ever did was destroy a person's life. Shaking his head, Vash led the cuffed man into central booking.

Inside the booking area of the jail it was the same old scene. People were dressed in what looked to be shabby off-blue scrubs with the most hideous sandal on their feet. They were all sitting in the common area waiting to be placed in cell or see the nurse. Most would be bailed out or released on their on recognizance.

Walking up to a window, Vash introduced his charge and let the guards take over. Walking back around the common area a few officers nodded at him to acknowledge the presence of a senior officer. He decided to head for the lounge and look for

'the elixir of life' also known as coffee. Once he was there he found Detective wolfwodd and three other guards; The TV was turned to a news station which was reporting about some recent riots.

"Holy shit! What happened to you guys? Vash asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Wolfwood spoke first. "Brought a guy in for public intoxication. He was fine at first, nearly passed out, but then he started attacking all strange and attacking people. He has obviously gotten into some pretty potent drugs."

"Yeah, and? That doesn't explain why these guys are sporting some rather mean looking bruises" Vash said as he gestured to the pair of guards

"Well we got him booked but when were going to put him in a holding cell he went crazy. He even bit poor Cameron here

"Bit? Like with his mouth?" Vash took a good look at the guard named Cameron. Sure enough he was nursing his left shoulder. Strangely enough Vash couldn't find any blood anywhere.

"Well yeah Vash. That is usually how it's done."

"Interesting…."Vash glanced over at the TV. "What are they blabbering about this time?"

"Something about riots and random attacks in North Carolina"

'I see… "

Funny thing though, many of the dead are all chewed up, as of something was eating them."

Vash raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Coyotes, maybe?" he asked as he pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Coyotes actually eat their food. They strip it clean. These poor sods were gnawed on. Excessively" Cameron replied.

"Shit" Vashe's eyebrows shot up another notch.

"Yeah, people are going crazy down there."

Vash glanced at Cameron again. He had pulled his shirt off to get a better look at the woulnd and all the other guys could clearly see the bite marks. They were still oozing blood. " Don't you think you should get that checked out? He asked

"It's just a bite, not a gun shot wound." Cameron retorted

"Yeah, but human mouths are filthy. Aren't you worried it wil get infected?"

"If it does, I'll deal with it. For now I'm just gonna flush it out and get back to work."

"Your funeral, man. Wolfwood, when are you heading back out?"

Wolfwood shrugged. "Whenever you want to. I guess I've sat here long enough."

"Well, let's go then; leave those guys with the loonies." Vash said as he got up. Wolfwood followed him out of the guard's Break Room and out to the parking lot. Just as they were about to get into their cruisers a call came over the radio. It informed them of a break in near by. "You wanna back me up on this one?" Wolfwood asked

"Sure, I've got your back." Vash assured him as he got in his squad car and proceeded to inform the dispatcher that he and Wolfwood were on their way