This is my KND NCIS crossover. if this is short, i am sorry, but i want to make this like NCIS episode. one little note, i adjusted KND to where they are an anti crime and corruption justice force, what they consider adult tyranny. still same weapons, tech, and bases (including the MoonBase). KND is a Scert orginazation no one know about.
Operation N.C.I. .
Navy
Cops
Investigate
Sector
DC...
DING!
Special Agent Ziva David exited the elevator doors of the NCIS Headquarters and headed over to the "bullpen", or the open office space where she worked. "Morning, Tony, McGee." She said with a slight gleam
Her coworker, Special Agent Tony DiNozzo, cocked his head in interest "Well, Well, Ziva!" he said, walking towards her desk. "You seem offly pricky, today. What has you so" he slide onto her desk with a grin of overconfidence "Optimistic"
Ziva whipped her hair back and gave Tony a taunting grin "wouldn't you like to know." She teased
Tony's eyes lit up in half jokingness "ooh, well, do I get use my imagination" he replied, his grin widening.
"Knock it off Tony." Special agent, Leroy Jethro Gibbs walked in to the bullpen, trademark vile black coffee in hand. After delivering a well-deserved smack to the back of Tony's head, he went to his twin desk and retrieved his Glock. "Load Up! Dead Marine downtown. McGee's driving." He ordered, flashing the keys to the truck to the young Agent.
"hey McGee, drive above twenty this time!" Tony taunted.
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah." The cyber specialist answered.
Later at the Scene of the crime, which was a ruined, trashed, alley way between a bar and a cheap hotel…
The body belonged to a Marine Staff Sergeant, mid-twenties, standard Marine haircut, and deathly pale. Lying face first in the concrete, several pencils stuck out of his back.
"Who pissed off a writer?" Tony said in usual lame joke style, snapping away with his camera. The other members of the team set about their various tasks in sketching, bag and tagging, and checking over the crime scene.
Gibbs leaned down next to the body, examining it closely. "where's Ducky?" he asked, noticing his Medical Examiner was missing.
"Right here, Jethro." A voice came from behind. It belonged to Donald Mallard, or Ducky what his usual moniker was.
"Sorry I was late" he explained, dragging a heavy examining box. "Mister Palmer called in sick this morning, so I am left assistantless." He stopped and Gazed over the dead Marine "a bit poetic, isn't it:" he commented "a soldier living by the sword dies through pencils."
He set down his kit and retrieved a few items "so who is our unfortunate soul?" Duck asked, his Scottish draw really coming out.
"Gunny Sergeant William Broods, 35, stationed in Quantico. Married to kids, lives here in DC while staying on base in Quantico." Ziva answered, flipping closed the Marine's credentials
"Time of death, Duck." Gibbs asked impatiently
"Patience Jethro." Ducky replied, sticking the silver liver probe deep into the patient's liver. After a few seconds, the well awaited beep alerted the two investigators to their answers.
Examining his probe closely, Ducky thought over his information. "Let's see, it looks like he died between twelve and two o clock this morning," ducky flipped the body over, closely integrating the seven holes on the back. Massive blood loss stained the back side. "Well, looks like several punctured the lungs. Very crude weaponry." He stated
"Weapons of opportunity, Doc." Gibbs gave coldly.
"Who carries around sharpened pencils?" Tony asked while snapping away with his camera.
"A teacher, perhaps" Ziva answered.
"BOSS! I found something!" McGee called out, nearby searching under a dumpster.
Gibbs coolly walked over to McGee "What is it?"
McGee held up a Glock forty S&W. "Boss, Ran the model number, it belongs to Broods."
Gibbs held out a bag to tag the gun. "If he had a gun, why didn't he use it?" tony asked, taking pictures of the gun.
"Maybe he was surprised?" Ziva added
Gibbs gazed around the crime scene, a puzzled look across his face. "Something doesn't add up. We're missing something" he glanced a bit, but then took a second glance. A busted security camera watched the street, a hole in its lens "McGee, get any footage of what you can from that. After that, load up."
Back at the Navy Yard…..
Give me something!" Gibbs called out. His agents assembled by the plasma near his desk.
Tony started off "Gunny sergeant William Broods was a respectable marine, no known enemies. Wife Lara lives downtown near the bridge with their two kids Joshua and Elizabeth. Joshua is eleven and Elizabeth is ten." Ziva snatched the remote from Tony's hand "Broods was a mechanic in the Quantico Motor pool and taught part time auto mechanics. Gibbs, he had no enemies and excelled in his job. There was no motive for murder."
"What about the security tape?" Gibbs asked with another sip of coffee
McGee did something fancy with the computer and the footage of last night appeared on the screen "wasn't hard to recover the footage but we got something." He clicked play on the controller "the last minute is the most interesting.
The black and white footage displayed an alive and well William Broods walking down the alley. Suddenly five… kids? appeared on the film carrying an assortment of unknown arms. They surrounded the Marine, pointing their weapons. The marine kneeled with hands in the air. The last seconds showed one of the kids shooting out the camera. Then static.
"Were those ten year olds?" Asked Ziva, concern and fright etching her face.
"What were they doing?" Tony questioned "were they arresting the Gunny?"
"Boss, I found something interesting." He went back to his computer and rewound the footage. Then he zoomed in on one of the kid's armaments. It looked a bit strange but there was no doubt that a pencil was stuck out the end.