North Basin was a friendly town with friendly people and friendly crimes. The only offences that ever happened were petty thefts, and the occasional vandalism of that statue of John A Macdonald in the city park. Nothing serious ever happened. Not once on Officer Gummery's watch, at least, not until now.
They had gotten a call from a lady who thought a bunch of punks had broke into her house, but when they got there, no one was around. The lady, Mrs. Arnold, had opened the door for them, crying like she was at some funeral. While his partner looked around the house for any hiding miscreants, he was led up to the daughter's bedroom and shown her computer. It took a total of three minutes to read it all, fifteen more minutes to gather backup from headquarters, and only ten minutes and get his ass to the apartment where a particular Ms. Renee Hofstadter was most certainly being held.
Unfortunately, while Gummery was trained to always expect the worse, this was beyond his imagination. Looking into the room, the robust officer took in the gory scene with widened eyes. Off to the corner a young woman was being comforted by some teenager with a pretty damn long nose. Gummery assumed that the girl was the victim, but had no idea about the boy. One of the other policemen went to straighten things out with the two, so Gummery put his focus on the other, more violent residents of the room.
One of the teens, a Goth it seemed, was practically ripping the skin off of two lanky men with a fricking sword! No, this certainly wasn't expected. With a gulp, Gummery watched as his fellow crime fighters stormed into the room guns a-blazing, trying to take control.
The Goth-teen immediately put down his sword, when the police came in, and sat down cross legged on the floor. No problem there. It was the other boy who was the real hassle. The teen, a black haired Caucasian, was still raging like a demon. The poor bastards didn't stand a chance; arms were flailing, blood was jumping and screams were ringing. No chance indeed...