Chapter 0
Prologue
London, 1981, and there is a racist fight in the back streets of Brixton. A Black youth is constantly being punched all over by a gang of white skin headed youths. A few seconds later, they stopped hitting the white youth.
White Youth #1
Are you had enough nigger?
The Black youth is weak due to the amount of bruises he has on his body and face.
Black Youth
Yes, now can you let me go home?
White Youth #2
Shall we?
White Youth #1
OK then.
Black Youth
Thank you.
The black youth ran away from the two white youths, but as he approach the junction, a third white youth pulls out one of his leg and the black youth trips over.
Black Youth
What have you fucking done to me?
White Youth #1
We thought you like the trip.
The 3 youths laughs and they started to punch the black youths again. Suddenly, an Audi Quattro pulls over into the back street and three men and a woman quickly exits the car. DCI Gene Hunt got out from the front left door, DI Alex Drake exits from the front right door, DS Ray Carling exits from the back left, and DS Chris Skelton exits from the back right. A police van is following the Quattro. As soon as they all got out of the car, the three white youths stops punching the black youth.
White Youth #1
Fucking 'ell fire!
DCI Hunt
Right you nonces, playtime's over! You're all under arrest! This is the police!
White Youth #2
Shit! We doomed!
DCI Hunt and DS's Carling and Skelton approaches the white youths. Hunt pins white youth
#1 against the wall and punches him for a couple of seconds.
DCI Hunt
If you can be a racist bastard, I can be a bigger bastard then you!
Carling pins down white youth #2 against the floor and punches him.
DI Carling
Had enough sunshine?! You fucking better be!
Skelton pins down White youth #3 against the Quattro and handcuffed him.
DI Skelton
Your nicked mate!
Meanwhile, Drake comforts the Black Youth.
DI Drake
Are you all right sir?
Black Youth
Pretty much so ma'am, thanks to you lot. Those guy really don't know the meaning of respect.
DI Drake
I believe so. Let me take you to the car and we will take you to the station as soon as we sort out those lot.
Eventually, all the white youths were handcuffed and a couple of policemen escorts them inside the police van via the back doors.
All of that was on TV, because in fact, this is Bolton, England, 2008. Inside a bedroom in the halls of residents, a New Zealand-born student named Tyler Drake was sitting on his bed, watching "Ashes to Ashes" (where all of this was taken) on his PC which has a TV card installed. He is holding a bottle of beer in his hand.
Then the screen fades to black and the first part of opening credits is shown.
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