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The sun hadn't even risen when I woke up. When I had stood from my bed, I immediately felt Tonrar moving about in the kitchen. He was standing in front of the stove from what I can tell. I could smell coffee brewing and food frying. Walking down the stairs warily, I saw Tonrar, shirtless, in front of the stove. His tattoo seemed more vibrant than the night he slept at the station. The blue and red sides seemed to glow and pulsate almost.

He turned to me and smiled an innocent smile. It almost looked like that boy from the picture he showed me. I looked over his shoulder to see rice frying and eggs cooking along with some of my sausages.

"A cook, huh?" I asked.

He smirked like a sly snake fox.

"Alright. Let's see how it is." I shrugged, walked over to the table and sat, watching him. He brought the pan and two bowls to the table. He poured the rice in both, went back for the pan with the eggs and the sausage and two plates. He poured three eggs on one plate and three on the other. Then, he split sausage coins into both bowls of rice. He set the pan on the stove and walked over to sit beside me. I grabbed a fork, he offered and took a bite. Good for the only food in my fridge.

"Pretty good. We have to hurry." I said before beginning to shovel food into my mouth. He rolled his eyes and followed suit. I saw something glint in the corner of my eye and I glanced at Tonrar. My eyes were drawn to his lips piercings. I quickly returned my gaze to my food when he looked at me.

'Of all the things to stare at, his lips?! I could gawk at his chest his arms hell even his ass but his lips? I've lost it.' I thought, finishing my bowl. Tonrar grabbed it and his bowl and started on the dishes. I walked passed him but he grabbed my shoulder then put a cup of coffee in my hand.

I think I might grow to like this boy. I smirked and walked up the stairs. I got dressed in my police attire and returned to see Tonrar, fully dressed, looking through the pantry with a paper and pencil in hand.

"What are you doing now?" He handed me the list with a frown. Reading the list, it was mostly food, cheap food, along with some spices and materials like leather and cloth.

"Why the leather and cloth?" He pulled off his duster and showed me tears in the tails.

"I'll see what I can do." I sighed and pocketed the note. I pulled on my coat and so did Tonrar. We walked out to the car and Tonrar jumped into the passenger seat. I got into the driver side and turned the key causing the engine to purr. I pulled away from the house and started towards the station. Immediately we hit traffic and we were stuck. Tonrar pointed to a road on the left.

"You know a shortcut?" I asked which he responded with a nod. I turned down the road and followed his directions. We ended up on a road about 4 blocks from the harbor and completely clear. We got to the station with relative ease because of him.

'He might be good on chases.' I thought as I watched him look around as we got to my space.

"That was good directing." I said as I got out. He looked at me and nodded smirking. His smirk turned into a serious frown as he looked around.

"Everything alright?" I asked. He ignored me and walked in looking around. He looked on a mission. I followed him till he stormed into the jailing and just stood there. He was glaring at a guy asleep in one of the cells.

"Hey, Tonrar. You know him?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah. He knows me." I looked at the man in the cell. He was middle aged, water bender, and his left eye was scarred and nothing more than a white ball in his skull.

"Explain."

"His neck is my handy work and my eye is his." He said standing.

"You took his voice?" I questioned walking closer.

"I can't take all the credit. My boys did some work on the mother of his. Oh boy, she was fun. She kept on screaming and cumming like a rabbit dog in heat." He smirked as Tonrar lunged sticking his arm through the bars to grab him but I pushed him away. He pinched a nerve in my neck and I went limp. Some other officers grabbed him and pinned him down to the ground.

"Lock him up in my office," I muttered. They dragged the thrashing boy away and lifted me up by my arms.

"You are under arrest for the murder of three people. Take me to the infirmary." I ordered.

"Yes, Ma'am." They said and carried me off. By the time, I arrived, the majority of the feeling was back in my body. The nurse checked me out and told me it will wear off without any damage to my body. I sat in her room for about ten minutes then the feeling the rest of y body came back. I walked to my office, feeling not anger or any form of hatred but I felt sympathy. His family's killer was not 20 feet from him, taunting him and he couldn't do shit about it. I understand not from my experience but the many victims I've questioned.

I was right outside my office. I tapped my foot a little to get a general idea of his location. He was sitting on the window sill. I just about opened the door when I heard someone call my name.

"Chief Bei Fong!" I turned to Lieutenant Anju was running towards me.

"Yes?" I asked turning towards her. I noticed Tonrar's heart beat faster when he heard us.

"I heard what happened. Where is he?" She asked, worried.

"He's inside," I replied, pointing to my office.

"Can I talk to him first?" She asked switching her weight from one foot to the other. My eyebrow rose before I rolled my eyes and let her through. When she turned the knob, I felt Tonrar jump up looking at the door. I could practically hear his heart racing then it practically stopped when she opened the door. I stood beside the door and sort of watched. He looked out the window and Kyoshi sat on the sill with him. His heart jumped when she placed her hand on his knee. I'm surprised she hasn't noticed yet.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I saw him glare at her.

"I'm serious. Here." She handed him a chalkboard and a piece of chalk. He scribbled furiously on it then shoved it in her hands. She sat for a moment and I thought.

'Should I really be spying on them like this? I mean I'm in charge of him so I should but I should respect his privacy.'

I shook my head and walked away to the break room. With each step, I wanted to run back and help him somehow. After an entire pot of coffee black as tar, he walked in and sat down at my table. He sighed and laid his head on the table. I stood up and started to fix him a cup of coffee. I nearly dropped the pot when I felt a body press up behind me and hug me. I turned my head to see Tonrar hugging me. His face was on my back and he didn't seem like he was going to let go anytime soon.

"I'm now sure what to tell you right now," I muttered, setting the pot on the counter.

He sniffled and buried his face further into my back. He backed away and I turned to him. He looked soulless and broken. I could see the memories coming back like it was just yesterday

"Are you OK to work?" I asked and laid a hand on his shoulder. He tilted his head just enough for his right eye to look at me. It showed his pain and anger like a book.

He watched me for a minute but nodded.

"Help me take inventory of evidence, alright?" I asked.

He nodded and sniffled again. I stepped forward and gave him an awkward hug. He quickly wrapped his arms around me and cried. It wasn't audible but his body wracked with his sobs and the tears hit my armor and slipped through the openings, onto my skin. His knees buckled and we both went down. I still held him.

At one point, the twins, Kaoru and Hikaru, walked in and saw us but they quickly came and helped Tonrar to the restroom to clean up.

I followed and waited outside the men's restroom and listened. The twins opened their mouths about me again and I couldn't help but laugh when the twins went crashing through the door and Tonrar walked out with a smile. It was a mask but he looked better than before.

"Better?" I asked.

He looked up then held up his pointer finger then began to walk back to the two boys. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Nice try. Come on." I smirked and he followed me back to the evidence garage. He hid his sadness well behind that smile but it was his eyes that gave him away.

"Here, write about your mutt. I wanna know about him." I said and handed him my notepad. He wrote quickly and happily. He seemed to enjoy the distraction from his family.

He stopped once and read it over before handing it to me.

"My wolf-bat is actually a she. Her name is ty lee. She's loyal almost to a fault. I found her in the forest outside of town. She was a pup at the time and her mother was killed by a car. Her wing was torn and I stitched it up. She can still fly, though." I read aloud.

"Is that why she attacked me when I went to feed her?" I asked putting the notepad in my hip pocket. My arms still remembered the feel of her teeth through my armor.

He nodding, smiling as he rubbed his hand.

"She left a mark on you?" I asked.

His head jerked to me and he nodded.

"Can I see?"

His smiling face turned into one of shock and horror. He looked down and nodded. He pulled his sleeves up and untied the wrapping. The wrapping began to slip away more and more to reveal scares. My eyes widened as he became embarrassed. These scars weren't from cuts or scraps, they were electric scars and burns. I grabbed his arm and began to wrap it back up.

"Don't make yourself uncomfortable," I said and he covered my hand.

I looked at him and he grabbed my hand. He pulled me down the hall, into an empty office and locked the door. He untied both wrappings and let them drop at his feet.

Both his arms were scarred. They were almost deliberate like a fight. He must have fought a fire/lightning bender to acquire these. No wonder he hid them they almost made him look broken completely. He was damaged but he moved passed it and got stronger through the pain.

"Will you tell me how it happened?" I asked grabbing his left hand and examining the damage. He grabbed the notepad from my hip and began to write. He handed me the notepad back and picked up a wrapping. He began wrapping as I read.

"Maybe but not today. Sometime in the future." It read and I smirked.

"Here," I said and grabbed the wrapping. I began covering his hand back up. His skin felt different but it had a nice feel too. it that left my fingers tingling when I finished. He clenched his fist a few times and nodded. I grabbed the other and wrapped his other hand. I felt the urge to say something but I don't know. He was watching me like a hawk.

"How is that?" I asked, tying it off. He clenched his fist and nodded. He leaned forward and hugged me. He stood up and walked out. I was frozen. Why was I frozen just from a hug?

I quickly recovered and followed him. We walked in peace as I led him to the evidence garage. He was tense and stoic almost like on a war path that caused even officers to be wary of him. I smirked and unlocked the door to evidence. He bolted in faster than a cheetah leopard searching shelf after shelf.

It was entertaining to watch him look through box after box. He stopped at one near the wall and he grinned. My smile turned to a frown.

"What you got there?" I asked walking over to him.

It was a box containing files. I read the label to find it was a case when he was just a rat on the street. It involved an old but out of commission gang.

He grabbed my notepad and scribbled before showing me.

"I knew this gang wasn't a myth." I almost chuckled at his child like smile.

"Yeah, we charged them all for drug running, murder, and human trafficking. They were a big gang but we got them thanks to a tip." I smiled as he rifled through the box, looking at files and pictures. He closed the box and continued looking around. That's basically all we were gonna do.

He looked like shit and we both knew he felt like it. I walked with him, explaining this case and that one, telling him about the interrogations and the busts. He was loving every second and it seemed to distract him. He almost instinctively reached for a cigarette but he stopped when he watched his hand for a sec to see it wasn't shaking.

"You good?" I asked offering him a lit match.

He shook his head. He placed his hand on mine and leaned close blowing out the match. It seemed almost reluctant and painful.

"Hey, let's go get some stuff from your place? Clothes, your animal, and maybe some food from the market?" I offered when I noticed the time.

He perked up and nodded with a sad smile.

We walked out of the evidence garage and to the car garage it seemed we wasted the whole day in there. We got in my car and I paused.

"Have you ever drove a stick?" I asked him.

He looked at me like a rabbit deer in the headlights. He shook his head and I got out. I walked over to his side, pulling open the door then grabbing his jacket to pull him out as well.

"Get in the driver seat. I wanna see how you drive." I commented. He jumped over and hopped in the hot seat.

I bulked in and the car lurched forward. Tires squealed and the engine roared. He turned the wheel and jumped into traffic weaving in and out like a snake wolf hunting his prey.

The look in his eye was predatory and lustful. He was getting off on this shit.

We came to a stop light and another car pulled up. He pushed me back by my shoulder to keep me from view of the other car. The other car revved its engine as a challenge. Tonrar accepted by flooring the gas to make the engine roar out its power to the world. The light changed to green and both cars lurched. Tonrar grinned as he got ahead. He got to the fifth light and he slowed down to pull up beside them. He gave them some hand signals and sped up. The car followed. He reached over and grabbed my badge. I let him watching to see what he was gonna do.

He pulled up to a gas station and parked. The other parked too and a man got out almost twice his size. Tonrar walked over and shook his hand. Then he flashed my badge and the guy tried to run, had it not been for Tonrar pinching a pressure point in his hand sending him to the ground. He gave a high whistle to me and jerked his head in a 'come here' gesture.

"You are under arrest for illegal street racing," I said tying him up.

"Fucking hell." The guy muttered as Tonrar watched him. I walked over to the car and called for someone to pick him up. Two officers drove up and took him away and soon a tow truck arrived for the car.

'This kid is legit he can be an undercover rat for so many people. How many thugs could I get off the streets with my Tonrar working? Wait?! Where did my come from?' I thought and got in the car. Tonrar got in and this time he drove more slowly like he finally got his adrenaline hype for the year.

When we arrived at a rundown hotel in the black light district I almost thought we were at the wrong place. However, Tonrar proved me wrong by getting out and kicking the front door in. You could hear babies crying, adults screaming, TV's blaring and all sort of other sounds. The walls were stained with a cocktail of liquids possibly ranging from urine to water and possibly dumped drugs. The floors creaked and a staircase of old wood spiraled down the center of the hotel. We got to the top floor and it quieter the higher we went. He kicked a door in and a large brown and white blur tackled him to the wall behind him.

His Wolf bat was about hip height with white fur and brown wings. It lapped at his face as he loved on it from his lack of affection towards it. It was almost like seeing time reverse. He looked like that boy from the picture he showed me.

He finally managed to stand and walked into his room. I tried to follow but his wolf bat had other ideas and growled at me. I was about to growl back when Tonrar two different whistles. Its defensive stance became neutral and it walked over to lick my hand.

I walked in to see fire nation decorations on the walls. A picture of Fire Lord Zuko and Fire bending training posters were hung in some areas but what really caught my attention was a shrine that sat in the corner with Tonrar sitting in front of it. I walked over to Him he lit some fresh incense and prayed to the three pictures. I sat beside him and paid my respects as well.

He stood and walked into what I assumed was his room. I sat there studying the living room till a body crashed through the bedroom door and into the wall. Tonrar walked out of the bedroom furious as the blur stood to be a man. Tonrar tackled him and they rolled on the floor in a flurry of punches and kicks and the wolf-bat jumped in biting at the stranger's leg. The stranger kicked the pet away and Tonrar managed to get the strangers arm between his legs and bent his knee slowly cutting off the man's oxygen. The man slowly stopped struggling till he was completely motionless. He let the man go and stood. He searched his body and I noticed a distinct tattoo on the back of his neck. I grabbed Tonrar's arm, showing him the triple T tattoo.

The look on his face told me to get the soon-to-be victim away from Tonrar before he rips the guy a new asshole on his forehead. I quickly grabbed Tonrar and shoved him into the bathroom before I grabbed the guy. I dragged the triple threat down the stairs and tossed him in the back of my car, wrapped in wire. Running up the stairs, Tonrar's room was empty. I couldn't find him. Looking out the window I found him and his Wolf-Bat on the balcony. He was balanced on the railing, petting his companion's head beside him. He climbed off the railing and walked inside. He located a cigarette from his breast pocket and flopped on the couch. I sat beside him and offered him a lit match. He accepted the match before taking a long drag of the cigarette, almost burning through just about half of it. I sat there, feeling awkward mostly because I didn't feel like I belonged there. I felt his hand after a moment, grab my notepad. I watched as he scribbled away before showing me the paper with the cigarette dangling lazily from his lips.

"I have food in the fridge if you're hungry."

"Thanks," I replied, getting up. His fridge was surprisingly stocked with cooked and packaged meals. Neat, hand written labels said what each package was. There was one shelf filled to the top with packed meals with a series of numbers on the lids.

"Experimenting with your stomach, huh?" I asked, looking at Tonrar. At that precise moment, Tonrar had the very definition of relaxed down to a T.

He was lounged back on the couch with his arms on the back and his head lulled back. His feet were propped up on the coffee table. You wouldn't have known he was awake had it not been for the cigarette in his lips wagging from side to side.

His head shot up and he had a confused frown. The sudden motion caused the cherry of his cigarette, to fall right in his lap. He jerked up, trying to cool off his burning crotch.

After I got my laughter under control, Tonrar walked over and looked at the package in my hand. HE smirked and reached above me on top of the fridge. He tossed a journal onto the counter. The journal hit the counter on the spine and it flew open to a picture of a mask. Beautifully drawn had it not been for the disturbing image of a mask with a black grin and four slits for eyes and stitches crisscrossing over the smile with blood flowing from the stitch holes. He flipped the page and opened it to a neatly written recipe.

"That's pretty cool," I said reading through it.

A knock at the door made Tonrar jump.

"I'll go check it out," I said.

Tonrar hesitantly nodded and I walked to the front door preparing my cables in case of another triple threat. I opened the door to a woman. She was dressed far fancier than anyone in this area was supposed to be. She had black hair, pale skin, and violet eyes. She was busty and curvy.

"Is pretty boy busy right now? I don't mind waiting or if it's ok with you joining." She said.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"he's about this tall, long hair, black choker, and hand wraps." She said gesturing.

"TONRAR!" I yelled and his head peeked into the living room. His face was confused until he spotted the woman behind me and it turned shocked then horror.

"You have a lot of explaining to do," I said before turning to the woman.

"You better run like hell before I arrest you for statutory rape," I growled and slammed the door in her face, hard.

I turned to Tonrar and he was pale and piss scared. I stormed up to him and he began to back away shaking.

"You were selling your body!?" I yelled and spun, slinging a cable. Tonrar dodged and lunged. He jabbed a few points along my side. My armor prevented him from reaching them. He seemed to realize it and switched tactics. He closed his fist and swung for a solid punch, landing on my gut. I was bent over gasping for air before I knew it. He didn't hesitate and slammed his knee into my chest.

He's wearing reinforced body armor in his clothes!

He spun himself around my body and wrapped his arm around my neck. He tightened his sleeper hold and I elbowed his side. He let go and jumped back when I spun, launching my cables. I shot my cables at him and he lifted his foot, kicking them away.

My cables should have pierced right through his boots. Wait a second, those aren't the ones I gave him. I spun, shooting my cables again and again but he would turn his body or position his arm just right for it to just bounce off, making a metal on metal sound. I focused on his body and searched for the metal.

He flicked my forehead and jumped back at my moment of distraction. He lifted his shirt and tapped a layer of metal shells on his chest.

"Platinum body armor." I scoffed before he lunged and I swung my fist but he ducked under and punched me in the middle of my back before spinning a kick into my side. I was thrown into the wall and slumped to the floor. I quickly pushed myself to my feet and held up my fist ready. I stood there in front of me, hands on hips before sighing and shaking his head.

He reached under his trench coat and shirt, fiddling with something before the layer of body armor slip from under his shirt. The armor hit the floor with a loud clang. He rolled up his sleeves and took off metal arm bracers. He took off hi trench coat and held his arms out leaving himself completely defenseless.

'What is he doing?' I thought as he walked up to me. He pulled a knife from his boot and flipped it around between his fingers before touching the point against his chest. All I'd need to do is hit the butt and it would pierce his heart.

He stared into my eyes as I glanced at his face and the knife. He was prepared to die, right now, or was he calling my bluff?

"I'm not going to kill you Tonrar." I finally said.

He nodded and flipped the blade again till the handle was in his hand. He took a few steps back before he stabbed the tip into his forearm and slashed his palm and arms. I rushed to him attempting to grab the knife from him. He spun and kept it from me while still cutting and stabbing at his arms. I tripped him and he landed on me. I wrapped my arms around him and the cables snaked from my uniform, wrapping around his hands. I finally felt the sobs rack his body and I took the knife and hugged him close to me. I took a moment to place the knife on the couch and turned my attention back to him. His head tucked under my chin and tears streamed from his eyes.

"It's alright, calm down. You don't have to do this anymore. I promise." I felt horrible just watching him break down a second time but he needed to let this all out. He was surviving on thieving, selling his body and being and all around street rat, but he was no street rat. At least, he's not gonna be anymore.

"Here, stand up," I said retracting my cables. I stood up and helped him to his feet and wrapped my arm around him, guiding him to his room. I grabbed looked around the small bedroom with a hammock for a bed and a small closet. Nothing else. I looked through his closet and found tattered street clothes. He had a suit in the back of the closet and it looked it had been worn a lot. I grabbed a hand full of shirts and pants and tossed them on the hammock. I rummaged around the bottom of the closet and found a small bag. I grabbed the bag, starting to stuff clothes inside with Tonrar standing beside me, broken. I closed the bag, picking it up to take out to the car. Tonrar halted in the middle of the living room and stared at a door to our left. I glanced between him and the door before setting the bag down to walk over to it. I opened the door to see a dark room. Tonrar reached in and flicked a switch. The room illuminated with an old bulb hanging from a wire in the middle of the ceiling. Light splashed over shelves covered in gadgets much like the ones I confiscated. The back wall had several swords hanging on nails with a singular white mask exactly like the drawing in his journal. They ranged from large swords to small rapiers and throwing knives. Tonrar reached and grabbed a large long sword, a short small black sword, a belt of throwing knives, and the white mask. I let him take them and pulled him to the door after grabbing the bag. Walking down the stairs, Tonrar clutched the swords, throwing knives, and mask closely. I stopped mid step and whistled. The wolf bat ran down the stairs till I was beside Tonrar.

"Don't want your friend to be alone." I smiled and his lips curved into a small smile. I pulled him along and the wolf bat followed obediently. I remembered the guy in the trunk and grumbled. I set Tonrar on the front steps and nudged the wolf bat towards him to give him something to tie himself down to. I hurried to the car and called for a car to pick up the thug. A car arrived quick and took him and I hurried Tonrar into the passenger seat with the wolf bat between his legs head on his lap. I managed to get the blades away from him and place them in the trunk. When I got in the driver seat, his hand grabbed mine and refused to let go. I let him and drove towards my house.

Pulling up to the front of my house I turned to Tonrar. He was fast asleep clutching my hand tightly in his. The wolf bat was asleep too. I smiled and slipped my hand from his. Walking around I grabbed the swords and took them inside in my closet along with his other gadgets.

'I think he'll like it if I give those back during breakfast.' I thought with a smirk. I hurried out and lifted Tonrar in my arms. He was surprisingly light for his strength and speed. I grabbed the bag beside the wolf bat and she woke up. She followed lazily as I carried Tonrar inside and placed him on the couch. I made him sit up and his eyes fluttered open.

'He's so cute when he's half awake.' I thought not really caring about the fact I called him cute.

I pulled the trench coat off him along with his shirt and pulled the blanket over him. I grabbed his pants legs and pulled them off, making sure to keep the blanket on him. I walked to my room and grabbed another pair of pajama pants for him. I hurried to where he was and slipped them on him. I laid him down and his wolf bat crawled on the couch laying on his chest with her paws on either side of his neck. I looked at him for a moment and decided to leave him alone. I walked up the stairs and changed into my sleepwear. I crawled into bed and sat there for a moment.

I felt different than I did this morning. Not tired but I felt like I helped Tonrar in a way. He opened up to me both today and yesterday. I still had questions but I didn't mind waiting for answers. HE was here safe and sound and I'm not going to let him go back to the streets willingly.

Laying down I made a silent wish for Tonrar to stay with me forever.

"Goodnight Tonrar."

Yeah I know this one is short and its in lin's point of view please don't hate me I really love Tonrar but in my opinion no one is all sunshine and rainbows especially with his history. His history will be explained in the next chapter but it might take a while so read review and suggest ideas please. You guys literally help this story come along.

Angel, out.