AN: Thanks for all the reviews. I known this is a powerful start but don't be mad at me, please. All have a reason. So, please, do me a favour and be patience. This will take a while.

Special thanks to SoFrost for been my beta's in this story. Without your suggestions and corrections this can't be possible.

Chapter 1 - 10-54d (Possible dead body)

Three months ago

"Dispatch we received a 10-54d in an abandoned warehouse near Lin Avenue with Ana Road. Jackson and I are going to break in" Officer Keener informed to the radio in his shoulder.

This call wasn't the first for him, but for Jackson, his new partner it was. He look to Jackson. He was a rookie cop, fresh from the academy. His appearance was stoic, but Keener could tell that his partner was nothing but nervous. He needed to be the one who took in charge of the situation.

Gun in hand, he make a signal to his partner with a nod of the head. They were ready to enter the dark structure. Slowly, they came in through the door flashing with the light any type of boxes piled up on the left. When they were in, both policemen did the same grimace when the smell of chemicals and blood met them. This was going to be bad.

Keener stared his partner. Jackson was trembling, his gun was shaking. Keener could see how Jackson was trying to make an effort to control it, but failed miserably.

"Las Vegas PD! Is anyone here?" Called Keener. His voice resounded in the walls, echoing his calling. Nobody's home he thought to himself. His flashlight illuminated the right side of the warehouse, there were only naked walls. Nothing to the right, nothing to the left. Let's go to the middle

Jackson approached to the centre of the warehouse.

"This seems to be empty. I don't think we could find any…."

He stopped dead in his tracks. Something cough his attention. A pond of blood. Keener sensing there wasn't something right, go near him.

"What? Did you find something?" He was looking to his rookie, whom face had an ashen shade, the gun pointing to the floor, and his eyes looking up in terror.

Keener, follow his gaze from the pool of blood up to the macabre scene. Two meters above them a body of a male was suspended from the roof. It was like a crucifixion. The arms of the body with outstretched arms were bleeding and there cut in form of "T" in both arms. His legs were plenty of cuts and burns. That was the first thing that caught the officer's eyes. Time seemed to stop, and the blood drops were falling in slow motion to the red pool.

"My God…."

"Is …he… alive?" Asked Jackson, suppressing a retching.

"I don't think so" Keener whispered to his partner still looking above his head.

"I think I'm going to be sick…" Jackson said raising his hand to her mouth.

"Go, go, go! Outside! I don't want to hear anything from CSI why there's your vomit in here" He ordered to the poor boy who was now running to the exterior to puke.

Meanwhile Jackson was throwing up Keener called the station.

"Dispatch, this is 307, reporting a DB, send a Coroner and CSI"

With that he stayed looking up to the body. He could notice that the body was dressed in underwear, blue boxers or what it rest of the colour and a white undershirt, that it had turned red because of the blood. There was something hanging up from the neck of the victim. With his flashlight he tried to focus on the object. There was no doubt to him, it was an old VHS tape. He tried to concentrated his eyes on the letters, but only could see the capital letters LVPD.

TBC