Chapter three
"Good god what happened here" Tak muttered as he looked around the rooftop. Pipes were strewn across the floor, looking like had been snapped off whatever they were attached too. In the middle off a roof was a long blackened line that looked like it had vaporized a few centimeters of the floor. Closely inspecting the walls, Tak found multiple bullet holes. Yet for all the devastation, Tak only cared about the body that was lying face down in a pool of blood and water.
Take walked over and crouched next to the body. A single gaping hole in the back of his head stared back. Kite sighed, If any forensic agent saw what he was about to do, they would have him shot. Gently, he dug his hands under the man's side, and gently flipped him over onto his back. Tak took a look at his face. It seemed to be stuck somewhere between pain and surprise. Most of the bodies Tak had seen during his run as a Private Investigator had the same expression.
Take moved his gaze down to the man's jacket. He felt around for anything that he could use. Driver's license, ID, business card, anything he could use to identify the man. His hand hit something large. Tak reached in and pulled it out. It was a cell phone. Kite smile and opened it up. A picture of a young boy being hugged by the dead man popped up as the wallpaper. Tak sighed; he hoped the boy wasn't his son. He clicked menu and opened up the phone records.
He frowned; there was only a record of a single phone call made four hours ago. It listed as "Contact". Tak frowned and looked back at the man's body. This was getting weird. First a call from some random girl telling him to come here, then finding a warzone on top of a building, and now this.
"Hoy jeez…"He muttered. He began thinking about what could have happened to the man and the amount of firepower that needed to be unleashed to cause this mess. He stood up and began to pace around, looking at the wreckage.
So he comes out onto the roof….for what reason?
He remembered he still had a few friends in the phone company, he could ask them to see if they could pull the call the man made.
A fight broke out, that's a given, but why? I guess it ended with him being shot in the back of the head….If he was running that had to have been one hell of a shot…..unless, he was shot before the fight started.
His thoughts drifted back to the name of the person he called, "contact"
He might have been meeting someone. That might explain why he was on the rooftop. But it would also mean someone else was up here with him. This guy gets shot in the back of the head and the other man runs.
He looked at the wreckage, bullet holes and scorch marks in the rooftops.
Must have had a whole army chasing after him, wonder if he made it?.....Wait if his body is this here, then that means if they killed him that other guys body should be here too.
He stiffened
Why would someone that can field this much firepower not bother to clean up the mess? Unless they wanted someone to find it.
His thoughts drifted back to the phone call he had received telling him to come here.
Could this be a set up??
Tak's adrenaline spiked and he immediately dashed towards the nearest door he could find. If this was a setup, he would be a walking target on the roof. His Fedora almost flew off his head as he slammed the door open with his shoulder. It immediately gave way and Tak found himself in a stairwell with dull lighting.
Not bothering to catch his balance he immediately jumped down a flight of steps till he made it to another door. This one was blown open. Tak skidded to a stop and looked in. This corridor also had bullet holes in the wall and he could see overturned furniture. Like the roof, a battle had also happened here.
I'm going to regret this, He thought as he stepped in. Although part of him wanted to get out of the building as fast as possible and high tail it to Jake's Pub, another part of him told him to get to the bottom of this mystery. He walked forward, looking for anything that was out of place. He shortly found it.
On the side of the wall was a small blood splatter. It was at the height of Tak's chest and it seemed to have splattered out in a direction towards where he had just come.
Looks like someone wasn't too lucky. If whoever got shot was standing like me, that would mean the shooter was somewhere over here.
Tak walked farther down the hallway. He suddenly stopped and realized something was wrong with the window he was standing next too. There was no window.
No glass on this side….looks like someone or something jumped
Tak suddenly noticed something, as he looked out the window, he could see the road he had took to get to the building. And he specifically remembered that as he walked here, there were no lights on in the building.
"Oh crap!" He managed to get out. He turned around with the intention to run for the exit. But found himself blocked by a man with a pistol that was currently aiming at his head.
How the hell did he sneak up on me?
"Who are you?" The man asked. Tak looked at the man behind the gun. He was dressed in some sort of robe.
"Uh, Janitor" Tak managed to say with a week grin.
"This building doesn't have a janitor"
"Fine, I'm the health inspector"
"Wrong again"
"I'm this buildings ghost."
"I don't care who you are you're not supposed to be here" The man reached down to his belt and brought up a radio. "This is Ray on the 6th floor, we have a-"
In one lighting fast move, Tak smacked the gun into the air and quickly threw a chop into Ray's throat. Ray let out a startled cough and dropped the radio and clutched his throat. Before he could recover, Tak dashed forward and slammed his foot down on the man's knee, and he promptly fell to the ground. Tak backed up and neatly caught the gun in his hand and aimed it at Ray's head.
"Talk" He said in a low voice.
"Bwargackack"
"Oh yeah forgot about that" Tak walked forward and kicked him in the face hard enough to knock ray out. He wouldn't be getting anything from him. Next to him the radio crackled to life.
"Ray? Ray? Hello?" There was a slight pause "If this is whoever took the phone from Callen's body, if you turn the phone in, we'll let you walk."
Tak didn't rise to the bait, but instead stomped on the radio, crushing it. He then reached towards his belt and threw two poke balls. His Glaceon and Umbreon appeared in a flash of light. His Glaceon immediately dropped down into a fighting stance, facing towards the body of Ray, while his Umbreon tried chasing her tail.
"Umbreon quit it, ok you two lets go" He started dashing towards the stairwell he had just come from, his two Pokémon running behind him. He was angry now. He was going to storm the building and find out who the hell had called him about this place and strangle her. Although he disliked fighting, preferring a more investigative approach, he wasn't naive enough to not train. He jumped down the stairs until he heard voices coming from the second floor entrance. He stopped and listened.
"-morons have already let one person escape, you better not make it two." This voice carried an air of authority, he must be the leader.
"So what if he has his cell phone, there's no way he can trace these events back to us, we already got rid of the body" Came another voice.
"I DON"T CARE" The first voice raged. "FIND HIM AND PRY THAT PHONE FROM HIS COLD DEAD FINGERS"
Tak had heard enough, he jumped into the room followed by his Glaceon and Umbreon.
"FREEZE SUKKA, YOU'RE UNDER…….arrest." Standing in the room were at least thirty of the robed men. Hands slowly reached for poke balls. Tak stared at the assembled army, and the army stared back.
"oh…..shit" He jumped backwards "Glaceon, ice beam the floor!" His small blue Pokémon jumped into the air and fired a blue beam out of his mouth. As the beam touched to the ground, ice began to form in large chunks. Some of the robed men's feet where frozen as well, preventing them from moving. As if on cue, they all started throwing poke balls.
"Time to go you two" Tak yelled at his Pokémon. His previous dream of storming the building had died when he walked into the room. He spun around and dashed back into the stairwell and started running downstairs. His best chance was to use frozen floor as a distraction to get outside and hopefully lose his assailants in the thunderstorm.
He practically dove down the stairs until he made it to the door for the first floor. Not even stopping, he ran into the old wooden door and practically knocked it off its hinges. He found himself in a lobby area, but the two things that caught his attention were the doors outside, and the robed man standing in front of them. The man quickly threw two poke balls, and a Zangoose and Manectric materialized.
"Zangoose, Use fury cutter on the Umbreon. Manectric, thunderbolt on Glaceon!"
The Zangoose's claws started to glow as it ran towards Tak's Umbreon, while the Manectric glowed a bright yellow as it charged up electricity. Tak did not have time for this.
"Umbreon, Hyper beam it in the face! Glaceon, close the distance and use ice fang!"
As the Zangoose dashed towards Umbreon, Umbreon was starting to charge up a small ball of energy. She waited until the cat ferret Pokémon was closer before she jumped forwards and shot a powerful beam of energy at its face. The Zangoose flew backwards and slammed against the wall. On the other side of the room, the Manectric had unleashed the bolt of electricity towards Glaceon, but he was already moving quickly in a zigzagging path. Quickly the electric Pokémon tried adjusting its aim, but Glaceon was already bringing down a blue scythe of energy. It quickly floored the Pokémon.
Tak grinned and began running towards the doors, but the robed man tried blocking his path.
"Umbreon, Confuse ray!" Tak's Umbreon jumped in the air and its eye began to glow a dull purple. The man's eyes lost focus for a second. Umbreon landed and stared at him as he spun around and promptly run into wall. His moonlight Pokémon let out a small giggle.
With his path clear, Tak dashed through the doors and into the rainy streets of Delta City.