File 4: The Crime
The Dazed Hunter Bar - 11:54 AM
Kai'sa was entering the bar after a long walk through backstreets and alleys, avoiding every person she could by both avoiding them and blending in. She had managed to go undetected, an impressive feat for even the most skilled Hunter or assassin, and now she was at her destination. The bar was empty, obviously, but she could hear some music playing upstairs and followed the noise. However she stopped when she noticed two sets of footprints leading up the stairs, one were obviously Abraham's, but the other looked like small military boots.
She made her way up to the third floor and looked at the dark wood door, it was ajar and she could hear Abraham arguing with someone, she listened to him yell "Look, I have given you all I've got, what else do you want?! - Now listen here, i am not giving you anything else, all i have left is my car and my God damn clothes! So go to hell!" Kai'sa watched this from the doorway, abit surprised that he would be so furious with someone, and asked "You okay, Abraham?"
Abraham looked up at her and sighed, took a seat, gave her a nod then explaining in a tiered voice "Yeah... Yeah it's just my Ex-wife, you would think that after twelve years of being married you'd know a person... Heh, goes to show how wrong i was... Came back from the war and found her with the neighbor in her..." Kai'sa walked over to to him trying to reassure him with "Well... At least you were the innocent one." Abraham simply replied dryly "Yeah... Yet somehow i was the one who had to give her everything i own and had to leave the house.."
Kai'sa sat on his lap and reassured "Well, at least you got one friend who will help you." Abraham sighed and nodded, still feeling defeated, but was snapped out of it when Kai'sa wrapped her arms around him in a gentle embrace. Abraham patted her back and said "Alright... Let's get back to work... I got a two possible leads, but first, how would you lure your prey out?" Kai'sa got off and started thinking, then replied "Simplest way would be to bait it out. Put something it needs or is familiar with then attack."
Abraham nodded and handed her Jinx's file, asking "Think any of them would set Jinx up?" Kai'sa looked at both names and replied with "Honestly? I'm not sure, i don't know them personally." Abraham nodded and got up, walked to the kitchen on the opposite direction of the bathroom and washed his face in the sink, making Kai'sa think abit. She looked at Jinx's file then asked playfully "Getting soft with the criminal, aren't we?" Abraham looked at her with a questioning look and asked "What do you mean?" Kai'sa chuckled and pointed at Jinx's things and continued "You are practically letting her stay here, you are doing everything in your power to prove her innocence, and you already spent the whole morning with her."
Abraham didn't fall for the tease, he simply replied by asking "And are you getting soft on me?" Kai'sa remained silent and replied with "Touché, but in all seriousness, doesn't she freak you out? I mean, even champions do all they can to straight up avoid her." Abraham sighed, turned the music off and explained "Look, she might be crazy, but i don't think she's a bad person, alright? Just.. Bored i guess, but not bad. Hell she behaved herself all morning."
Kai'sa smiled and simply replied with "Alright, but be careful, being friends with her is like being friends with a toddler hopped up of sugar. And don't go falling-" She was cut off when the bathroom door swung open, a cloud of steam filling the room as Jinx stepped out with nothing but a towel wrapped around her body. Both Abraham and Kai'sa stared at Jinx as she asked the Detective "Copper, got any clothes i can use?" However she went silent when the steam cleared up and she saw Kai'sa also staring.
Jinx smirked however and asked Kai'sa in a eerie tone "Take your clothes off." It took Kai'sa a solid minute to react by blushing and demanding "Why?! Use your own clothes!" Jinx shot back in a deadpan "Mine are drying, plus you got that living thing as clothes... Now give me your clothes... I feel a breeze..." Abraham got up and simply cut in "I'll get you something to wear, no need for anyone to strip.. Follow me Jinx." then walked over to his room, with Jinx following close behind, looking over her shoulder and sticking her tongue out at Kai'sa.
Piltover Police Department - Solitary Confinement - 12:20 PM
Caitlyn was running down the narrow corridor leading into their solitary confinement cells, the walls either littered with bullet holes or claw marks from previous stays. But this time it was different, instead of the prisoner killing a guard, it was a prisoner found dead. She entered the holding cell and found Urgot, his corpse sprawled on the floor with his green vital fluid pooling under him. Caitlyn covered her nose with a small cloth and examined the body, looking for any signs of aggravation or conflict, none were visible sadly.
She got up, walked out to the confinement and locked herself in her office, pulled her phone out and dialed up a number. She tapped her foot impatiently until a harmonic voice answered the phone with "Caitlyn how may i-" Caitlyn cut in, demanding "Urgot is dead in my cell, Jinx was almost kidnapped and i have a Detective making statements that i can't. Tell me what i don't know Sona, and don't try to soothe me, or so help me I'll-" Sona cut in, plucking the stings of her Ethwal in a quick "Calm down Caitlyn, I'll explain."
Caitlyn took a breath, calmed down and listen as Sona explained "Now Caitlyn, you are the only champion who is updated on the situation... Members of the League are being hunted down by many underground syndicates and mercenaries. We are currently looking for the people putting champions on the hunt list in the black market." Caitlyn replied flatly with "Alright... Now i wanna know a possible organization or even suspect?" Sona replied, a low and sad tone filling Caitlyn's ear "None, but we have lost one more Champion.. Poppy.. That makes her, Galio, Kog'Maw, Janna, Anivia and Alistar..."
Caitlyn reminded silent and tried avoiding that subject by asking "I need information on a civilian... Abraham Colt... Can you help?" Sona noticed the sudden change of subject and replied "What do you wanna know? The league keeps tabs on all ex-military troops." Caitlyn looked around, as if someone could hear what she was about to say, and replied in a low, almost inaudible tone "Everything, his parents, his childhood, friends, first job, absolutely and undeniably everything... He is turning into a thorn in my side.. He is investigating the missing Champions and i need him to back down... Last thing we need is for this to go public."
Piltover Downtown - Heimerdinger's Pyrotechnic Provisions - 1:20 PM
Abraham entered the small quaint store, looking around you could find various powders and complex devices ranging from fluorescent and bright to Explosive and destructive. However Abraham had been here many times before, not for the explosives, but for the inventions. He walked up to the counter and tapped the small shop bell with a nice "Ding" sounding off. Coming out of the back with a thick pair of goggles was the Revered Inventor himself, Heimerdinger, covered in some soot and chard, from a failed experiment no doubt.
The Yordle cleaned the lenses and answered in a very cheery and intellectual tone "My my! Detective Colt, it has been ages my good man. How is my equipment been over the years? Finally come to update them?" Abraham smiled and put down some of the gadgets he had, mainly his Bar-Code-Hacker, his Tube Camera and his revolver and asked "Go on ahead professor, and while you do that i have some questions." The yordle didn't hesitate, he picked up the items and hurried to the back of the shop, detective following close behind.
Heimerdinger didn't waste time, he got straight to work and asked "What can i help you with detective? I am always open to enlighten those who have doubts on many subjects." Abraham watched him and asked "Can you tell me about a certain... Dreadnought..." The yordle stopped, looked at the detective and replied "What that man has become is not my problem... Yes alot of his modifications are mine, but only because i was held hostage... If you are implying that i am in cahoots with the brute, then you are sorely mistaken my good sir." Abraham pit his hands up and replied with "No, nothing of the sorts.."
The yordle got back to work and listened to Abraham explain "Yesterday he was apprehended after trying to abduct Jinx... And i am in need of any information on any known associates, benefactors, even providers.." Heimerdinger stopped and rubbed his head, thinking and muttering "A benefactor... Provider... He hasn't been here... Who else could keep a machine like him going..? An interesting question that even makes me think.." Abraham listened and heard the front door open, looked and saw three men in black suits and ties walk in, turning the sigh on the door to "Closed"
Abraham picked the yordle up and whispered "I think we have some window shoppers..." then motioned to the counter. Heimerdinger looked and nodded, catching on quickly and walked casually to the counter and distracted the men with "Welcome to Heimerdinger's Pyrotechnic Provisions, how may i help you? Looking for something bright and flashy? Or something reliable and concentrated?" Abraham took his revolver and held it tightly, the men in suits holding zapper pistols and ready to end the small yordle. Heimerdinger felt the threat and stepped on a small button on the floor, dropping two flash-bangs in front of the assailants and blowing up.
At this point Abraham came out of the back and fired at the first man, shooting him right between the eyes then jumping for cover along with Heimerdinger. Two streaks of electricity passed by them as Abraham ordered in a low tone "Run, go to the Dazed Hunter bar and wait for me in the third floor, I'll dispose of these goons." Heimerdinger nodded and hurried to the back while Abraham shot at the men, hitting one in the leg and hearing him scream in pain. Abraham then stood up, took aim and fired at the last one, leaving a hole in his chest.
Abraham walked up to the injured man, trying to reach his pistol, and spoke in a dry tone "I know what you're thinking... Did he fire six shots or only five... Well to tell you the truth, in this excitement I've kinda lost count myself.. But this is a .44 magnum, strongest handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off.. You've got to ask yourself one question "Do I Feel Lucky?"... Well, Do you... punk..?" The man simply stared at the revolver, shaking his head and watching as Abraham picked up his zapper and walked to the door.
However the man spoke up "W..wait..." Making Abraham turn and listen to him beg "I..I've got to know.." Abraham obliged, he aimed at the head, cocked it and smiled, pulling the trigger to a nice and loud "click" The man pissed himself on the spot after that, thinking it still had one bullet, then swore to himself as Abraham left, got in his car and left as the police sirens sounded off in the distance. The man only uttering one phrase before biting a Cyanide Pill "Son of a bitch.. He's good.."
And another chapter done.
Not much to comment this time around, but still listening to you guys.
Like always, i'm still in the trenches, and hope you enjoyed.