Lick The Pavement
Chapter Nine: Lukka Miller
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//I don't cry when the police die cause they probably deserved it
Run around with a badge and a gun and they goddamned fuck with everyone
Enforce rules, made by fools, violence and fear their tools
They dress to oppress with the laws they arrest and they leave us powerless//
Fault The Police (I Don't) - Corporate Avenger
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"I repeat, we need back up, now. All units respond, subject proving highly dangerous."
The Australian MSDC Police were having trouble with this one, and that was an understatement.
They'd been trying to subdue the mutant for the past twenty minutes, and it had already taken out twelve of their men.
Four had been thrown over the floor divider and were critically injured, seven others had been knocked out cold and one of them had been killed.
Hell, they'd already shot the nineteen year old with a power suppressant dart, and he STILL wouldn't go down.
He almost admired this kid- almost.
It was funny to think, of all the freakish powers he'd faced, of all the mutants he'd fought, the one to cause the most trouble yet had a power which basically made his hair grow. Okay, it became a super-strong vine-type WEAPON as well, but at its root, no pun intended, that was all it did.
"We're taking this mutie down." He growled, lifting a sniper rifle and sighting.
He took aim and fired, sending a dart piercing through the boy's loose fitting jeans to pierce his leg. Someone else had obviously had the same idea, as another dart appeared, pinning his open fronted shirt to his tank top.
The power of three darts thankfully proved too much for the boy, and he finally collapsed to the ground.
The policeman breathed a sigh relief and reported back via walkie-talkie.
"Subject Zero-zero-nine-zero, Lukka Miller, finally captured. Subject is male, around nineteen and five-eight in height. Power is suppressed, but the subject must be considered as highly lethal. Restraints and on-scene power suppressant necessary. Twelve officers down, over."
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Holly, you're right, the songs ARE from the characters favourite type of music, but they also link in as much as possible to the chapter content or the character themselves.
On that note, the lyrics are the artist's opinion, not mine. I don't fault the police, cause the people that run 'em got 'em on a short leash, but I don't think they deserve to die, they're just doing their jobs, for the most part anyway.
Also, the plot should be moving along speedily now. See you later.