Chapter 1:
He sat in his squad car eating his lunch. He went without a partner not only because he didn't trust his colleagues after their racist cult was exposed, but because he needed time alone. His stepson Officer McDaniels was also busy training a new recruit. He'd decided that it was time the police department brought in more officers and it wasn't just due to the lack of trust within the department. He and his wife Mary – who is the mayor of South Park – decided to boost numbers after they'd taken a heavy hit during the Nazi zombie outbreak. They've also lost cops to shootings, town wide riots, vampires and other disasters that have plagued the town over recent years. He shuddered and pushed the memories away. He hoped he wouldn't see another zombie, vampire or anything undead ever again.
He sighed with exasperation when he saw him across the street with his son and daughter in tow. His blood boiled whenever he saw Randy Marsh. Why couldn't he just leave them alone? Mary didn't want him and he wouldn't take the hint.
Not this ninny again! What's he doing here? I thought we locked him up. Up until now Randy had been in an institution after he attacked his wife. He wanted to get him and he was close enough to his squad car to be in violation of the restraining order Mary had taken out against him. He sighed and didn't know what to do. He also didn't want to confront him because he didn't need Randy Marsh telling him he wasn't good enough for Mary.
His radio startled him and he dropped his Subway sandwich on the ground. "Oh camel poo!"
Yates alerted him to a robbery in progress at the bank. "All units! A robbery in progress at the bank. Suspects are armed! I repeat: suspects are armed!"
"Gee whiz!" He already knew who was responsible for the robbery. They'd robbed the bank before and whenever there was a callout to a robbery or a break in or a home invasion it was always the Holloways who were at fault.
The Holloways were his adopted daughter's birth parents and they lost custody of her after police and child services determined they were not fit to be parents. They also lost custody of Katherine's little brother Jacob who went to live with her Aunt Stella and Uncle Chip back in Australia where Katherine is from.
When he arrived police had already blocked the exits at the bank making escape for the Holloways difficult to say the least.
"Should we bring in the negotiator Sir?" Yates asked and waited for his orders.
"No." He shook his head. "They're completely surrounded and we'll get them before they start killing hostages."
"This'd be good material for COPS." Jake interjected enthusiastically. He was the new recruit and his stepson's new partner. He transferred from Denver after graduating from the police academy. He looked younger than his twenty-years. He had olive skin, brown eyes and brown hair.
"Stay focused Jake!" Alex hit him across the back of the head. His stepson wasn't too happy with his new partner when he met him and he bitched about it for weeks when he found out he was the one who had to mentor him.
"Aim your weapon at the robbers and make sure the safety's on. Gee whiz!" He snapped at Jake. Not even Alex was this green when he first joined the force.
"Would be good to get on COPS though." He mumbled meekly after he finally decided to follow orders.
"Just shut up and do what we tell you!" Alex snapped at him to his surprise.
The recruit would soon learn that his stepson had his mother's fiery temper and he hadn't been around long enough to piss Mary off.
"Smell that?" Murphy whispered to Foley. They red his mind. "What is that?"
Foley nodded. "Fear."
"Wait until he gets a load of his mom." Mitch giggled. He stopped giggling when Alex glowered at them.
"Geez! You look like your mom!" They nervously backed away from him.
"Move in!" He ordered. Yates and Mitch banged the door down and they stormed the building.
"Freeze fuck face!" Officer McDaniels screamed at and aimed his gun at Dazza Holloway who was waving his weapon at hostages and demanding money.
Instead of complying despite being hopelessly outnumbered The Holloways opened fire. The hostages had been cleared and scurried away from the bank like frightened rats. Janet and Dazza Holloway randomly fired at officers.
Someone threw tear gas which spilled out and engulfed the room. Janet Holloway wasn't wearing a gas mask whereas her husband had one on.
"Ow! I'm hit!" Fortunately he was wearing a vest. He slumped against the wall and slid to the ground. Yates and his stepson rushed to his side as he plucked the bullet from his vest.
"Sir?" Yates checked him over. "Are you okay?"
"Son of a bitch shot me!" It pissed him off. He didn't need another reason to hate the Holloways. "Can you believe that?!"He removed the vest and lifted his shirt to reveal a big purple bruise. "Don't you dare say anything to my wife about this!"
"How are you planning on hiding that big purple bruise from mom?" Alex asked as she would eventually see it.
"Just tell her one of them kicked me. Then it won't be so bad." The last thing he wanted was for his wife to freak out. "I mean it Alexander! Don't tell her I got shot!"
"Okay! I won't say anything!" Alex swore he wouldn't mention this to his mother.
"You fucking assholes!" Dazza cried after his colleagues shot and killed Janet Holloway. "You killed my wife!" He aimed his weapon at him and fired.
Everything went black.