A/N: Ok, chapter 3. Hey internet. I'm going to apologize in advance for spelling errors in this chapter. I had to write it largely today and bataless because my betas are away and I was so busy all week. My coaches decided they wanted me to keep playing over the summer. Keep reviewing wether you love it or hate it. Thanks to DementedRose/ That Strange Blue Eyed Girl for her reviews.
Terezi and I stand outside of the mustard blood's apartment. I check the address.
"This is the place," I say.
Terezi walks up and bangs on the door.
"Open up! she yells.
There is no response. Terezi bangs on the door again to no avail.
"Here, look out," I say and back up a step.
I throw my foot forward and keep my other foot solidly on the ground. It connects with the door right next to the handle and the door flies open with a loud bang.
"Well that works too," Terezi says and walks inside.
We look around the apartment. It is small and sparsely furnished. Terezi stops in the middle of the living room and sniffs. Then she turns toward a closed door.
"Something smells off," Terezi says. "The mustard smell is stronger than it should be."
She walks toward the door and sniffs again, then she turns to me.
"It's coming from in here."
I walk forward and test the door nob. It's unlocked. I slowly push open the door while pulling my sickle from my belt. I step inside and stop.
"What is it, Karkat?"
"Come smell for yourself."
Terezi comes into the room behind me and sniffs. She then gravitates to the body in the middle of the room.
"Is this what I think it is?" She asks me.
"Yeah," I say and kneel down next to the body.
At first glance, it's not much to look at. The eyes are the main thing that stand out. They are completely white. No pupils or irises. Mustard colored veins lace through them. A trickle of slightly dried blood flows from the man's mouth and pools around his head.
I grab the victim's arm. No pulse. His skin is ice cold. I drop his arm and it flops onto the ground.
"Someone got here before us," I say.
Terezi kneels down on the other side of the body and sniffs. She pulls out her chalk and begins to draw an outline around the body.
"What happened to him?" Terezi asks me as she works.
"By the look of his eyes... he was Subjuggulated."
Terezi stops and pulls out a communicator.
"Command, this is Legislacerator Terezi Pyrope, Are all Subjugglators accounted for?"
The communicator crackles in her hand.
"All Subjugglators are accounted for Legislacerator Pyrope."
"By the look of the body and the blood, this has only been here an hour," I say.
"Command, when did the last Subjugglator clock in?"
"The last Subjugglator clocked in three hours ago."
"Thank you, command," Terezi says. She turns to me.
"All the subjugglators have an alibi. Who could it have been?"
I think for a minute and shrug.
"Subjugglators supposedly need a lot of training. Maybe we're wrong?"
"What else could have done this?" Terezi asks.
"I don't know. Call in a forensic's team," I say.
"You do it," Terezi says and sniffs the body.
I sigh and pull out my communicator.
"Command, this is Threshecutioner Karkat Vantas can we have a forensic team on location?" I give the address.
"They will be there in five, Threshecutioner Vantas."
I put my communicator away and examine the body again with Terezi. All signs pointed to Subjugglation. The white eyes and the bloody mouth. The forensic team should be able to tell us more.
They arrive in a couple more minutes and walk into the room. Immediately, they begin dusting for prints and examining the body. No prints come up in the room. After a couple of minutes the leader of the team turns to Terezi and I.
"Well there are no prints in this room, and all signs point to Subjugglation. The only problem is, all Subjugglators are accounted for at the time of the crime which happened about an hour ago."
"Wow," I say. "You actually told us nothing we didn't know."
The man makes a sour face and turns to his team.
"Search the rest of the house for DNA evidence," he says and looks over his shoulder at us. "You two can help."
We spend about an hour and a half looking for clues in the house, but nothing comes up. Eventually, we return to command. The case is put off as unsolvable by the main office. They have us fill out some paperwork about the case and then dismiss us to our office.
I collapse onto the couch back in our office.
"That was weird," I say.
Terezi sits at her desk and leans her head on her hand.
"Yeah, but we didn't do bad for our first case."
I make an acknowledging noise and lay down.
"What are you thinking about?" Terezi asks over the sound of her typing.
"Just the body. It's weird, he was Subjugglated but why? In his profile, it said nothing about telekinetic powers, mind control or any other abilities. It's almost like... a pointless killing," I say.
"Whatever," Terezi says. "We got the case done and the mustard blood was doomed anyway. I mean we were on our way to bring him in for trial."
"Yeah, I guess," I say and walk up to my desk.
"What else do we have for today?" I ask Terezi.
"Well our lunch break is in an hour and then I assume we just have more paperwork to do until it's time to go home."
Terezi work for an hour and then head out for lunch. We stop at a small café and sit down for lunch. Our meals come and we are about to start eating when there is a sound from outside. I put down my sandwich and look out the window. A crowd has gathered outside the café.
"Don't get involved, Karkles," Terezi says.
I wave her off and walk toward the door. It opens with a jingle and I step outside. I walk toward the crowd. Someone in the back looks at me and moves aside. The crowd quickly parts before my uniform and I see whats on the inside.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me," I say. As I see the two people inside.
One of them I don't recognize. Low rust blood, based off the sign on his chest. The other one I do recognize. It's Sollux.
As I watch the rust steps forward and throws a wide punch at Sollux. Sollux holds out his hand and the other man's fist stops in the air. He then pushes with the other hand and the rust goes flying backward, only to be stopped by the crowd. He is pushed back into the circle.
Sollux moves his hands up to his face and pulls off his glasses. Red and blue sparks begin to shoot off his body.
"Stop it!" I yell.
Sollux turns to me, "Karkat?"
The rust sees this as an opening and throws another punch at Sollux. This one connects with the side of his head. Sollux stumbles to the side and turns back to the rust.
"Your gonna pay for that you little fuck," He says and puts his hands on his temples.
Fuck, I think, I've got to do something.
I run in and grab Sollux's arm, "Sollux, calm down."
"Bring it," the rust yells and rushes forward.
I grab him by the throat and pull him to his knees, "Do you want to die you little fuck? 'Caus he's going to kill you without me here."
The sound of sirens fills the air. Someone must have called the police. I quickly push Sollux to the ground.
"Stay down," I say out of the corner of my mouth. "I'll handle this."
The police cars pull up next to us and the crowd parts again. Police walk in.
"Hello officers," I say.
"Threshecutioner... Vantas," The officer says after reading at my badge. "What was going on here?"
"Just a fight, officer, I handled it."
The officer nods, "Do you want me to take them back to police headquarters to rough them up a bit?"
"Take this one," I say, shoving the rust blood at them. "I'll handle this one on my own."
The officer nods and they drive away with the rust.
I turn to Sollux, "What the fuck were you thinking?" I practically shout at him. "Are you that brain dead?"
Sollux brushes off my insults. "Thankth for helping me out, KK. I owe you one."
"Yeah, whatever," I mutter. "Just go back to your hive and don't get into any more trouble. I won't be there to bail you out."
Sollux nods and walks off. I turn and head back into the café. Terezi is done with her sandwich and took a few bites of mine.
"You handled that nicely, Nubby," She says, taking another bite of my sandwich.
I grab my sandwich back from her and wolf whats left of it down. After lunch, we go back and just like Terezi predicted, do more paperwork.
At about nine, we leave for home. In the car, Terezi turns to me.
"Whats wrong with you?" she asks.
"What do you mean?" I ask, glancing at her.
"I can tell something's bothering you," She says. "What is it?"
"It's the case, don't you think it's weird?"
Terezi shrugs, "I guess, but who cares? We got it done didn't we."
I shrug. Something about this was eating me. I look at the street we're on and take a left.
"Karkles, what are you doing? the hive is that way." Terezi says.
"Actually, it's that way," I say correcting her direction. "But we're not going home. Theres someone I want to see."
Terezi's brow wrinkles, "Who?"
"Someone who might have some information."