Title: A Gay Metropolis
By: rockofmarduk
Summary: Tensions have been running high since a mysterious killer began killing gay Marduks and political businessmen whenever one of them ventured into one of the seedy gay clubs deep in zone 1. Duke Red and other powerful figures have plenty to worry about since there all in relationships they want kept from the public. Rock, angry that some of his own men were killed, goes undercover to try and flush out the killer and meets up with detective Shunsaku Ban and his nephew Kenichi working on the same case. As each person deals with his own love problems, hearts are broken, secrets are revealed, and promises are smashed, all leading up to the identity of the Marduk killer.
Couples to come: Rock+Kenichi/ Duke Red+Skunk/ Ban+Pero/ Ban+Duke Red/ Skunk+Lamp/ Boon+Lyon/ Nortalin+Ham Egg/ Atlas+Lamp/ more to come soon.
Authors Comment: The long awaited update is finally here! I've had my nephews and my sister and brother in-law over from Texas. We don't get to see them very often so I spent, as much time with them as I could before they had to go back. Now I'm back to writing so enjoy!
Chapter 4: Allies and Enemies: Part 2
The next day...
A dark figure watched quietly from his roost on top of one of the many skyscrapers in metropolis. Below him, men, women, and children make their way to work or to school, not knowing that the now infamous Marduk killer was watching them, trying to pick out his next victim.
"Hmmm." The Killer muttered to himself. "Whoever I'm going to pick next has got to be someone of importance, or the police and newspapers won't pay any attention to my letter."
As he continued to watch his crowd of maybe victims, his eyes final fell upon a man dressed in a nice business suit, carrying a briefcase and reading a newspaper, walk out of one of the office buildings.
"Hmmm, He'll do." The killer sneered as he showed off the whites of his teeth. "Yes, he'll do very nicely indeed." Climbing off his secret perch on the roof, he disappeared down the fire escape and back into the darkness he called home. **
Skunk's office...
Skunk sat in his plush office looking over some paper work when there was a knock at his door.
"Come in."
The door opened and Skunk's secretary walked in. "Sir here's today's mail. There's one here that's addressed to you and it looks rather important." She said as she placed a baby blue envelope on Skunk's desk.
"Yes thank you. Just put them on my desk and I'll look at them later." Skunk replied without looking up from his work.
After his secretary left, Skunk reached over and picked up the letter and examined it.
"Hmmm, wonder who's it from?" Skunk wondered as he turned the letter over in his hands. "There's no return address on it?"
Opening the letter Skunk's face became paler then before, when he began reading the contents of the letter....
Dear Skunk...
How nice it is to see you taking such good care of Duke Red after the passing of his wife. How long has
it been now, four, five months since she died? Now I know that the public won't mind Duke Red
starting a new relationship so soon after her death. I mean they would sympathy with him wanting
someone to love him and for him to love back in return. But really, Duke Red, a favored millionaire,
"GAY?" And to be doing it with the secretary of defense no less. Tsk, tsk; shame on you Skunk for
leading our dear duke astray. I always wonder what you two were always whispering about behind our
backs. What were you two doing? Whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears? What would the
President and the rest of the citizens of metropolis think of all this? Well I think I can keep quiet about
all this... for a price of course. All you have to do is cut me in on whatever Duke Red is planning. Its
just that simple. Talk it over with Duke Red and I'll be in-contact with you soon to know of your
decision.
Bye-bye lover-boy!
PS. I left a couple of photos of your latest visit with Duke Red in the envelope. Hope you like them.
Skunk slipped his fingers into the envelope and pulled out two very explicit photos of himself and Red. One showed him holding Duke Red in his arms, their hands very gently exploring each other's bodies. And the other showed him kissing Red on the lips, while gently caressing Duke Red's hair.
Skunk just sat there in his seat not believing what was happening. Only three questions came into his mind: One, who was it that found out about them? Two, how were these pictures taken? And three, how the hell was he going to tell Duke Red about this? **
Metropolis Police Department...
(Ring)
"Yes, yes, don't worry Mrs. Mathew's. We'll find the killer soon don't you worry."
(Ring)
"No Mr. Andrews, I have no idea who the killer is yet!"
(Ring)
"No Mr. Peterson."
(Ring)
"No Mr. and Mrs. Thornberry..."
(Ring)
"Now look... WILL YOU PEOPLE STOP CALLING ME FOR CHRIST SAKE! WE HAVE APSOLUTLY NO IDEA WHO THE KILLER IS YET, BUT WHEN WE DO WE'LL LET YOU KNOW! ALRIGHT?"
Nortarlin slammed the receiver of his phone back down on his desk and grumbled a few choice words. That was the thirty-seventh call he had received just this morning and it was getting pretty annoying. Every single prominent member of society had been breathing down the department's neck trying to get answers to their questions. Many were worried that the killer would start targeting their friends, their family's and themselves. The rest of the calls were from the Metropolitan newspaper trying to get a scope on the story. The police department was under fire from them, demanding what was taking so long and why they hadn't caught the killer yet. Many were wondering if the police weren't up to the job. The press were like piranhas, each time he made a statement they'd eat away at his words until there was nothing left but more questions and more scrutinizing.
"Damn. Once, just once I'd like something to go right today. God damn killer." Nortarlin rested his head on his desk and groaned. "What else can possibly go wrong."
But just then...
"Chief Superintendent Nortarlin! Superintendent Nortarlin!" One of Nortarlin's police officers came running into his office holding a gray envelope and shouting at the top of his lungs. "We just got this letter Sir, and I don't think your going to like it."
"Spoke to soon." Nortarlin sighed and lifted his head from off his desk. "Alright right spit it out. What is it this time?"
"Sir we just got this letter... We think it's from the Marduk Killer sir!" The officer shouted waving the letter in the air.
"What! Why the hell didn't you say so?" Nortarlin shouted as he snatched the letter from the officer's hand.
Being careful not to smudge any fingerprints that may be on it, he opened the letter slowly and read the contents carefully.
Dear Nortarlin...
The next one should be found soon. Hope I didn't get you into too much trouble with the press. So sorry
if I did. Don't worry, the next one is of higher class and will be found in a nice area. Bye-bye for now.
From your friendly neighborhood Gay Marduk Killer.
Nortarlin gasped and turned to the young officer. "Go get me the head of the underground Administer, and hurry." The officer saluted and ran out of the office leaving Nortarlin to ponder over the letter.
"If this letter really is from the killer, then maybe we can save the victim before it's too late."
To be continued....
Next time on metropolis: The killer prepares his next victim. Hameggs and Nortarlin have a meeting and discover something more then just the case. Skunk tells Duke Red about the blackmail note and the press receives the killers other note.
By: rockofmarduk
Summary: Tensions have been running high since a mysterious killer began killing gay Marduks and political businessmen whenever one of them ventured into one of the seedy gay clubs deep in zone 1. Duke Red and other powerful figures have plenty to worry about since there all in relationships they want kept from the public. Rock, angry that some of his own men were killed, goes undercover to try and flush out the killer and meets up with detective Shunsaku Ban and his nephew Kenichi working on the same case. As each person deals with his own love problems, hearts are broken, secrets are revealed, and promises are smashed, all leading up to the identity of the Marduk killer.
Couples to come: Rock+Kenichi/ Duke Red+Skunk/ Ban+Pero/ Ban+Duke Red/ Skunk+Lamp/ Boon+Lyon/ Nortalin+Ham Egg/ Atlas+Lamp/ more to come soon.
Authors Comment: The long awaited update is finally here! I've had my nephews and my sister and brother in-law over from Texas. We don't get to see them very often so I spent, as much time with them as I could before they had to go back. Now I'm back to writing so enjoy!
Chapter 4: Allies and Enemies: Part 2
The next day...
A dark figure watched quietly from his roost on top of one of the many skyscrapers in metropolis. Below him, men, women, and children make their way to work or to school, not knowing that the now infamous Marduk killer was watching them, trying to pick out his next victim.
"Hmmm." The Killer muttered to himself. "Whoever I'm going to pick next has got to be someone of importance, or the police and newspapers won't pay any attention to my letter."
As he continued to watch his crowd of maybe victims, his eyes final fell upon a man dressed in a nice business suit, carrying a briefcase and reading a newspaper, walk out of one of the office buildings.
"Hmmm, He'll do." The killer sneered as he showed off the whites of his teeth. "Yes, he'll do very nicely indeed." Climbing off his secret perch on the roof, he disappeared down the fire escape and back into the darkness he called home. **
Skunk's office...
Skunk sat in his plush office looking over some paper work when there was a knock at his door.
"Come in."
The door opened and Skunk's secretary walked in. "Sir here's today's mail. There's one here that's addressed to you and it looks rather important." She said as she placed a baby blue envelope on Skunk's desk.
"Yes thank you. Just put them on my desk and I'll look at them later." Skunk replied without looking up from his work.
After his secretary left, Skunk reached over and picked up the letter and examined it.
"Hmmm, wonder who's it from?" Skunk wondered as he turned the letter over in his hands. "There's no return address on it?"
Opening the letter Skunk's face became paler then before, when he began reading the contents of the letter....
Dear Skunk...
How nice it is to see you taking such good care of Duke Red after the passing of his wife. How long has
it been now, four, five months since she died? Now I know that the public won't mind Duke Red
starting a new relationship so soon after her death. I mean they would sympathy with him wanting
someone to love him and for him to love back in return. But really, Duke Red, a favored millionaire,
"GAY?" And to be doing it with the secretary of defense no less. Tsk, tsk; shame on you Skunk for
leading our dear duke astray. I always wonder what you two were always whispering about behind our
backs. What were you two doing? Whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears? What would the
President and the rest of the citizens of metropolis think of all this? Well I think I can keep quiet about
all this... for a price of course. All you have to do is cut me in on whatever Duke Red is planning. Its
just that simple. Talk it over with Duke Red and I'll be in-contact with you soon to know of your
decision.
Bye-bye lover-boy!
PS. I left a couple of photos of your latest visit with Duke Red in the envelope. Hope you like them.
Skunk slipped his fingers into the envelope and pulled out two very explicit photos of himself and Red. One showed him holding Duke Red in his arms, their hands very gently exploring each other's bodies. And the other showed him kissing Red on the lips, while gently caressing Duke Red's hair.
Skunk just sat there in his seat not believing what was happening. Only three questions came into his mind: One, who was it that found out about them? Two, how were these pictures taken? And three, how the hell was he going to tell Duke Red about this? **
Metropolis Police Department...
(Ring)
"Yes, yes, don't worry Mrs. Mathew's. We'll find the killer soon don't you worry."
(Ring)
"No Mr. Andrews, I have no idea who the killer is yet!"
(Ring)
"No Mr. Peterson."
(Ring)
"No Mr. and Mrs. Thornberry..."
(Ring)
"Now look... WILL YOU PEOPLE STOP CALLING ME FOR CHRIST SAKE! WE HAVE APSOLUTLY NO IDEA WHO THE KILLER IS YET, BUT WHEN WE DO WE'LL LET YOU KNOW! ALRIGHT?"
Nortarlin slammed the receiver of his phone back down on his desk and grumbled a few choice words. That was the thirty-seventh call he had received just this morning and it was getting pretty annoying. Every single prominent member of society had been breathing down the department's neck trying to get answers to their questions. Many were worried that the killer would start targeting their friends, their family's and themselves. The rest of the calls were from the Metropolitan newspaper trying to get a scope on the story. The police department was under fire from them, demanding what was taking so long and why they hadn't caught the killer yet. Many were wondering if the police weren't up to the job. The press were like piranhas, each time he made a statement they'd eat away at his words until there was nothing left but more questions and more scrutinizing.
"Damn. Once, just once I'd like something to go right today. God damn killer." Nortarlin rested his head on his desk and groaned. "What else can possibly go wrong."
But just then...
"Chief Superintendent Nortarlin! Superintendent Nortarlin!" One of Nortarlin's police officers came running into his office holding a gray envelope and shouting at the top of his lungs. "We just got this letter Sir, and I don't think your going to like it."
"Spoke to soon." Nortarlin sighed and lifted his head from off his desk. "Alright right spit it out. What is it this time?"
"Sir we just got this letter... We think it's from the Marduk Killer sir!" The officer shouted waving the letter in the air.
"What! Why the hell didn't you say so?" Nortarlin shouted as he snatched the letter from the officer's hand.
Being careful not to smudge any fingerprints that may be on it, he opened the letter slowly and read the contents carefully.
Dear Nortarlin...
The next one should be found soon. Hope I didn't get you into too much trouble with the press. So sorry
if I did. Don't worry, the next one is of higher class and will be found in a nice area. Bye-bye for now.
From your friendly neighborhood Gay Marduk Killer.
Nortarlin gasped and turned to the young officer. "Go get me the head of the underground Administer, and hurry." The officer saluted and ran out of the office leaving Nortarlin to ponder over the letter.
"If this letter really is from the killer, then maybe we can save the victim before it's too late."
To be continued....
Next time on metropolis: The killer prepares his next victim. Hameggs and Nortarlin have a meeting and discover something more then just the case. Skunk tells Duke Red about the blackmail note and the press receives the killers other note.
