Hello this is my first boondocks story. Although I've only watched the show I'll base all my extra knowledge from the stories I've read here and research.

Huey POV

"Nigga wake up crashing on people's couches and shit," I heard my younger dumbass brother yell.

I opened one eye and got adjusted to the light. I came here late from work since it was closer than my apartment. Three years since I moved away from Riley and grandad and got my own place. I would come back to check up on Grandad and make sure Riley wasn't causing problems as usual.

Three years ago I started working as a officer. What better way to change the system than to work within? It really didn't make a huge difference but I made sure people my skin color was treated the same. With my skills they moved me into a detective department, not that I mind. Higher pay and closer to my goal.

"Nigga did you hear me with your huge ass afro. Looking all homo."

I clenched my jaw at his stupid comments. "Homo Riley? I have a girlfriend while you surround yourself with men all day. Who homo?"

"Man I wouldn't call that bitch your-"

I threw something at him. Hard. "Don't be calling her a bitch."

"All I'm saying is that's no girl you should have as a girlfriend. I mean she pretty and all and rich too but damn her attitude stinks. Kinda ruins it all."

He had a point about that. I've been dating a girl by the name of Brianna Johnson. African American just like me. We've been dating for a year since I've started working as a detective. Her father was my boss and I met her when she came around often. We had things in common so I decided to date her but lately she's been acting up. She's always gotten what she wants but if she doesn't calm down this relationship could be over soon.

I got up. Maybe I'll take a shower before I leave or maybe I should leave before some fool for this neighborhood feels the need to question my job. Like they know anything. I think I'll head to my apartment first. I need clothes anyway.

"Grandad I'm leaving," I shouted up the stairs.

"Good. I'm tired of feeding y'all. I thought once y'all left I'll be free of seeing you…."

I blocked out the rest of his rant. I spotted Riley staring at me.

"What? You need a ride?" I asked him.

"Nah man I'm good. I don't have clients till later and I don't want to show up with my homo cop brother," Riley joked but I could tell with his thug like friends I'll be the last person he brings around.

I ignored him and headed to my car. I start it up and made my way to my apartment. We all have reasons for doing things. The last thing I wanted to become was a cop. But when my friend Caesar was wrongfully imprisoned I had to find out what's wrong. Three years go by and I haven't gotten him out yet but I'll do it soon. Something is wrong with Caesar's case. Like it was just planted on him. What if that was Riley? As dumb as he is that's still my brother.

The station is a messed up place and being one of the few black men there they get a little secretive and not tell us things. I'll serve them until the moment I get my friend out of there.

I pulled up infront of my apartment building. It's a nice place in a decent neighborhood. I don't spend my money loosely so I have enough saved just in case anything happens and I'll need to help Ceasar get back on his feet again. Life is cruel and we all fall victim to it but I will get my friend out of there.

The hot water from my shower hits me hard but it helps to relieve the stress. Another day living the life as something I don't want to be. As soon as I crack this case them niggas better let Caesar go the same time. They're underestimating me if they think catching a few criminals is all I can do but damn why was this hard?

I get out the shower to go get ready for work. Another day, another step closer.

-Woodcrest Police department-

I pull up my car into my usual parking spot. I don't know why people depended on this place for their safety. It was funded by Wuncler the first and he's the one who they need protecting from. His idiot grandson Ed can get away with anything.

I shake my head entering the building. The usual stares are there but who cares? Straight to the office to get this day over with.

"Huey why didn't you answer your phone?" A female called after me.

I sighed. Brianna.

"I worked la-"

"That's not an excuse a-"

"It's a fact not an excuse and you don't need to be checking in on me every hour," I coldly told her. She should be used to it by now.

"Keep this up and this relationship is over," She warned me.

"What a gift that is to me," I then ignored her and go into my office where there's already a meeting. No one couldn't even given me a heads up.

"Nice you can join us huey," Carl Johnson, Brianna's father greeted me with a fake ass smile. Probably thought I couldn't tell. The only black dude here who doesn't seem to respect well….. black dudes. When they get that money they all seem to change.

I took my seat ignoring him.

"We want info on Tom Dubois. He's been too quiet lately and we want to know what he's up to. Tonight we'll send someone to check his home. And that someone is Huey."

He smirked at me. This nigga is up to something.

Well isn't this messed up. Purposely giving me this case on my own. I looked up at the mansion. The famous gang leader Tom Dubois lived here. This place must be heavily guarded. How the hell do they feel I'd find info about his activities without getting caught?

These niggas trying to kill me. They thought wrong. The only people who'll be killed is these dumbass rookies they sent with me.

I hid behind a wall while those two idiots stood out in the open. Fools.

"Huey-"

Bang!

I turned around and the guy was telling me something is there dead.

"Freeze," The other rookied yelled.

Is he stupid? He should move. It's too late seeing as the person shot him. It's only one person. How did they know where we are. We can't be seen yet? This was all a fucking setup. They knew I was trying to get Ceasar out.

The shooter came closer to me. If they think they're killing me today they thought wrong. The moment he got next to me I sent a shot right through his head. He fell to the ground. They shouldn't underestimate me.

"Huey?"

I looked back behind me and saw works with me at the station. What the hell is he doing here?

"I asked to join and I heard gunshots," He told me looking at the bodies.

Something isn't right. Before I could figure it out he shot me in chest and I fell from the impact. I held my gun up to him.

"Huey man. You're in no position to shoot me," He chuckled evilly. "Come on. You already the station is messed up."

He raised his gun to me. My body is losing blood but I'll still put up a fight. But damn it hurts.

"Goodbye Hu-"

He didn't get to finish. Out of nowhere these men ran up to us. I guess they heard the shots and Tom sent his men. They shot Cairo and I knew they were about to do the same to me. If there wasn't a pain in my chest and my vision being blurry from the loss of blood maybe I could've gotten away.

"Stop!" A woman yelled.

She touched my chest. I looked up from where the voice is coming from and although my vision is blurry I can see a woman with frizzy hair staring down at me.

"Are you okay?"

Her voice faded away as darkness overcame my vision.

"Huey?" She almost screamed.

How did she know my name?