Shadows of the Law
By: Ninja of the Warrior Star
Act One: Masks of a death
It was a normal on the grounds of X middle school, just one period left and all will be let out for a day. A student was hurying to class seeing that he was running out of time. He dashed through an alley on the campus thinking it was a shortcut. He ran through the alley but turns out it was a dead-end.
"DAMNIT!!!!!" The boy yelled angrilly. He began to turn but then heard something that made him stop in his tracks. The sounds were footsteps...and they were getting closer. The boy tried to hide behind a dumpster that was there. He hid and saw several people come into the alley. He couldn't tell who they were, the fact being that he only saw their torsos.
"--- will be pleased with the latest ---- r--." One of the people said. The student stayed silent, not wanting to be found there.
"Yes --- will finally realize that we are true warriors that he always wanted." The other said. The student couldn't believe what he was hearing. But then he felt a cough traveling through his throat. He tried his hardest to stifle it and keep his presence unknown. But to his dismay the cough came and noise was made.
One of the people silenced the others and looked to where the voice came from.
"Silence you idiots." The obvious leader scolded the others.
"Sir, what's wrong?" One of the others asked. The leader walked over to the trashcans and looked for a second at them. The student was scared out of his mind now, he could be found out right now. The leader walked back to the group as if nothing had happened, the student felt a tremendous amount of reliefe. As he breathed silently a breath of reliefe but it was short lived. The dumpster's lid burst open and the student is lifted out by one of the men. He saw their faces but they were all covered by masks of a skull with no bottom jaw, sharp fangs, a crack in the top, one eye showing, the other covered with an eye covered with a white shell with a dark slash down it.
"Well boys, I bring you our latest pet...Let's show him a warm welcome." The leader said with a sadistic smile and holding lighter in his hand. The student began pleading for freedom,
"No, no, please, NOOOOO!!!!" The students scream's though fall on the empty ears as he is tortured by these faceless killers.
Later two teachers came into the alley obviously commiting an afternoon activity.
"C'mon baby, I've been waiting for this all day." The man said.
"You're not the only one but--AAAAAAAGGHHHHHH!!!!" The woman screams. The man turns to see the charred and beaten remains of a person with a skull mask on. Later, the alley was blocked off and the whole place is covered by campus security and safety patrollers. Two other patrollers came. One a black male, wearing rounded rimmed glasses, a green shirt and deep blue pants, his name was Cornelius Fillmore. The other was a white female, black hair, black dress, and green eyes. She was Ingrid Third.
The two newly arrived patrollers went to their commissioner. The commissioner was a male of Latin descent, stout, his hair cut in a flat top, he wore a light blue long-sleeved shirt with white on the collar and on the cuffs. He was the junior commissioner Valejo.
"Velajo." Fillmore said to his boss. Valejo turned and saw his two officers.
"You two shouldn't be here. It's pretty wrong here." Velajo tells the two.
"What's burnt?" Ingrid asks.
"I warn you two, this should go to police not us." Velajo said taking out a tissue and covering his mouth and nose.
The two went past their commissioner and went to the body. Fillmore knelt down and looked at the body closer. He saw burns on multiple places on the body, brusies also on multiple located on the body. He went to grab the mask to see under it but Valejo grabbed his hand to stop. Fillmore turned his head and gave his commissioner a questionable look. Velajo shook his head and said,
"This may be too much even for you Fillmore." Fillmore; taking this as a good time to finally listen to his boss, got off his knee and turned to his commisioner.
"Time of death?" He asked. Velajo turned and said,
"Tehama said sometime around the schools final period, there were pre-mortum brusies and those burns are said to have belonged to a butaine lighter."
"Those brusies..." Fillmore began.
"What about them?" Velajo asked,
"The way the appeared on the body...They weren't your ordinary punches. They seemed more like martial arts strikes."
"Martial arts? You're telling me some ninja turtle wanabe got a little bored and went on with a little training session that went wrong?!?" Velajo asked unconvinced.
"No, it seems more like he was found somewhere he shouldn't have been." Fillmore replied.
"Fillmore, Velajo!!" The both turned after Ingrid yelled to them.
"What is it Ingrid?" Fillmore asked. Ingrid pointed up to the roof of the school in the alley.
Everyone looked up and saw someone watching from the roof. The most they could see was someone dressed in a black costume. Velajo turned to the two patrollers and ordered them to get him and bring him here. The two nodded and made their way to the roof. When they reached the top they did not see the watcher there.
"He couldn't have gone far let's split up you go that way, I'll come over to you when I'm done on the other side." Fillmore said to Ingrid. Ingrid nodded and went to the one side she agreed to go to.
Ingrid was walking her designated way not turning back to look. She kept hearing noises but said it was just the wind. She kept walking until she reached an edge and looked over the edge to see if the person they were looking for. A voice was heard behind her whispered into her ear.
"He will come. Stay out of the way, the deed is mine." The voice said. Ingrid turned but saw no one.
Fillmore walked his way as well, but for some reason he kept watch on all sides around him.He stoped and for a second and turned. There he saw the person. Closer the person can be seen as wearing a jet black one piece costume with a belt with containers on them., with white covers on his eyes, one looked bare, but the other cover had a slach right through it. This unknown person got into a battle ready stance.
"X-middle School safety patrol. Stay as you are." Fillmore demanded to the stranger. The stranger just stood in his stance, "You are interfering in what is not your concern patroller." The stranger said. Fillmore went over to the stranger, keeping enough distance to still be able to avoid what may come at him.
"People getting burned here are my concern. Why should it matter to you?" Fillmore inquiered.
The stranger did not answer just continued to stare at Fillmore. Fillmore dashed at the stranger trying to tackle him. The stranger; as if he saw this move coming sidesteped and triped Fillmore. Fillmore fell over on to his stomach. Surprised that he was triped. He got back up and this time his hands turned into fist. He got closer to the stranger who stayed in his stance. Fillmore threw a barage of left and right punches at the stranger. The stranger easily dodged and redirected the punches. Fillmore couldn't believe this. Fillmore actually connected with one hit but it didn't even register as pain to the stranger. But as he connected the stranger connected with a knee to Fillmores chest. Fillmore fell to the ground the wind knocked out of him. The stranger squatted down next to the head of the doubled over patroller. He leaned his head farther down to Fillmores head and whispered,
"I'm here now, keep this quite and stay out of my way patroller. He is mine."
Fillmore raised his head only to see the stranger gone. He got off the ground and looked around for the stranger. Fillmore made his way back to the latter from where he came and saw Ingrid there waiting for him.
"What happened to you?" Ingrid said with concern in her voice. Fillmore still clutched his chest trying to hold in the pain.
"We're not dealing with something home brewed here Ingrid." He replied looking away. Ingrid got closer and moved Fillmore's hand from his chest and rubbed her hand around the main area she could guess was causing the most pain. Fillmore still looked one way. not trying to come into eye contact with her.
"Looks like this case could be fun." Ingrid said with a smirk. She did not know why but she felt like Fillmore was trying to distance himself from her.
"Fillmore, you okay?" She asked with concern. Fillmore just stared at Ingrid. A minute passed and his gaze did not break until he turned to the latter and began to go down it.
"See you tomorrow Ingrid." He said plainly.
Ingrid stood there, not sure what to do now. She turned to look behind her but no one was there. She left the roof going down the latter, but as she went down she was being watched b the eyes of that stranger who appeared from the shadowes.
This is where I take this investigation deeper. If ---'s here I will finish what he began with me.
There, this is my first chapter of Shadows of the Law. I hope you all will enjoy it and the chapters to come. Tell me if you have any add-on's that you think I could use to improve my story.
Thank you.
Ninja of the Warrior Star.