It's a dark and stormy night in New York city. A limousine drives through the city, carrying 7 people. A driver, and 1 guard are in the front seats. 4 more guards are in the back with a man in a dark red suit, his face hidden in the shadows, sitting in the back. The man has white skin but has a very faint amount of brown. He has three rings, one on his left, two on his right hand. The ring on his left ring finger had a symbol of a lion's head facing sideways. His hands are more like claws since his nails are sharp. Around his neck was a golden chain with a small golden lion's head hanging off of it. "We'll be there in 3 minutes Mr. Mfalme Simba." The driver said.
They reached their destination as 3 more cars arrived. The other 3 cars had five men each, who exited the car. They then lined up, like soldiers would do when one of their own is getting married and is leaving the church, outside of the left limousine back door. The door opened and the driver came out with an umbrella in his hand. The guards also got out of the limousine. The driver opens the umbrella as his boss gets out. Mr. Mfalme Simba walked towards the warehouse they stopped at. Two guards were outside the door. When they see the man in the red suit they instantly stand up straighter. The one on the right, who has a missing ear and is wearing glasses, opens the door. Mr. Mfalme Simba walks in, and behind him his guards follow but three.
As Mfalme Simba walks through the building all the others in there stand or move the opposite way. When he reached a door He nodded to one of his guards to open it. The guard kicked it down. "You do know I meant to open the door with the handle, right?" He asked. "Oh, I just always wanted to do that." The man said as he blushed with embarrassment. As they walk in, an old Chinese-American man with a long white beard that goes down to his stomach is sitting on his legs at a table and says, "What is the- oh, it's you."
He stood up when he saw who entered the room. "Wh-what a pleasure it is to have to be here." The man said. "Mr. Oroko, I'm sure you know why I'm here." Mr. Mfalme Simba said. "No. May I ask why?" Mr. Oroko asked. He didn't know if Mr. Mfalme Simba was mad or not because his head was in the shadows of the dark room. "Easy, I know you are planning to overthrow me." The man said. Mr. Oroko stepped back a bit and said, "Wait. No, I would never."
"Really? Because your right hand man, Kifo, told us about your plot." Mr. Mfalme Simba said. "Kifo! You traitor!" Mr. Oroko yelled. Kifo walked towards Mr. Mfalme Simba. Kifo said, "I knew it was a stupid idea at the beginning Mr. Mfalme Simba." "Please, no need for you saying my last name." Mr. Mfalme Simba said, "My friends call me-" He stepped under the only light. "Kion." Now revealed, you can see his face. His eyes were yellowish orange. He had a round face with strong cheekbones. His hair was bright red but a bit dark. His teeth are human with some lion like fangs that you can see when his mouth is open. He had a tattoo that looked like a lion mane around his neck, except the front of it. "May I?" Ask Kifo as he gestured to Mr. Oroko, who stepped back. "No. I think I should." Kion said. He got his pistol, which looked like a bit of a shotgun, from under his suit jacket. He pointed it and as he pulled the trigger, his eyes turned to slits.
(~Heathens play in the background~)
Queen of Order and King of crime
*The 5 days later*
Even during the day crime is still a problem. Luckley, the cops are something to worry about. At one of the Police stations, a woman at 29 years, with long black hair, walked into the building. She wore a brown lambskin jacket with blue jeans on. She had emerald green eyes. This was detective Fuli Becket. Best law enforcement personnel east of the Mississippi river.
She walked up to a man who was a foot smaller than her. He had white hair, which is strange since he was around her age. "Hey Bunga." Fuli said. Bunga, who was sitting at his desk, looked up and saw Fuli. "Hey." He said. He was wearing a light blue shirt you would wear under a suit. He also had dark blue pants on. "How's everything going?" Fuli asked Bunga, who yawned and jokingly said, "Well having two kids and a pregnant wife is something I never expected to have." She sat at her desk as she asked, "Have you ever noticed that our station looks like the 12th precinct?" Bunga shrugged. Just then a skinny dude with an oval head, orange brown hair, and a shirt like Bunga was wearing, but white, came in with a African-American who was a bit bigger than the first dude, walked in. He had a gray suit with really short hair. "Hey." The skinny dude said. This was Ono, one of the smart ones, well when it comes to some things. The other dude was Beshte, and trust me, he's one of the two men in the station you don't want to mess with.
"So how's the misses doing Bunga." Beshte asked. Ono, Beshte and Bunga knew each other since childhood. Just then a tall dude with muscles under his suit, red hair and a mane like tattoo around his neck but the fount came from the captain's office. This was Commissioner Simba Mfalme Simba, he was incharge of the police force in New York city, like his father and his Grandfather. "Hey Chief." Bunga said. "Hey Simba, you okay?" Fuli asked. Simba took a deep breath and said, "I'm sure you all know about the man who rules the international underworld, Kiongozi, and also known as-'', "-your son." Everyone around finished.
They knew the dark mark on the commissioners family tree. His family, for generations, have been protectors of the law, whether it be in the field, the court, or the press. But Simba's only son, Kiongozi or Kion for short, decided to not go on that path and became a criminal. And somehow at 31 years, Kion is the ruler of all crime on the planet. Kion makes Al Capone and Oswald Cobblepot look like noobs.
"What about him?" Beshte asked. "Ono, Bunga, Beshte, Fuli. My office." Simba said. The five of them walked into the office. Simba then pulled down the blinds after closing the door. He then sat at his desk. "Since we are the only precinct in the city that doesn't have Pro-Kion agents, we have been assigned to take him down." "What, but I thoughts he ethers kill, threatens, bribe, or get dirt on anyone who goes against him in court." Ono said.
"Yes, but there is one crime the government is sure can get him jail, terrorism. We would have to get a jury made up of very patriotic people, then we might have a chance to put him in jail." Simba said, "You guys are the best officers in the force, so you ready?" They didn't need to answer him because he could tell that they were for it.
Later in the evening they got everything about Kion they could get their hands on. Plus with Kion being Simba's son, they could get a lot more. Simba, Fuli and the rest were sitting at a table looking at files, reports, photos, news articles, even doctors notes. "So he has animals features?" Fuli asked. "Yeah. They started to show up when he was either 10 or 11 years old. It's really just lion features." Simba said as he read a file. "I'll say, it's said that he has lion-like teeth and claws. And that his senses are better than other humans." Ono said as he looked at an old document. "Dame, this guy has his claws in everything you can think of." Bunga says.
As he says the list of crimes he place a folder down, filled with reports, on the table, "Murder, Illegal drug trade, Computer crimes, Organized crime, Robbery, Pirating rights crimes for some reason, a-actual sea Pirating, Blackmailing, Arson, Burglary, Human smuggling but it's really illegal immigration, Corporal injury, Violence, Embezzlement now we know how he's so rich, Identity theft, Kidnapping, interference with an crime scene and investigation, Assault, Bribery, Fraud, Juvenile delinquency, Theft, Counterfeiting, Grand larcenies, Grand theft auto, Under age drinking, Vandalism, Tax evasion, Unlawful trespassing, sleeping with diffrent married woman, and destruction of private property."
"Jesus." Beshte said. He picked up a folder and looked at it. Fuli got a call on her phone, and she answered it. "Yeah…. Okay, on my way." She said before she put the phone away. "Nirmala said she has a body at the morgue we need to see."
*At the morgue*
Nirmala, an African American who had long black hair, stands over a table with a cover on it. Simba and Fuli walk in. "So you wanted to see us?" Simba asked. "Yes. Some cops found him on the river side." Nirmala said as she took the cover off the table. The body of Mr. Oroko lays there. His body has a small shock gun wound in the center of his chest, his white beard had a chunk of it missing. "Is that Mr. Oroko?" Fuli asked. "Yep. And I think I know why." Nirmala said. "Some people are saying Kifo, the man's top lieutenant, is now incharge of Orokos old territory." Nirmala said as she put on some light blue gloves. "But you don't think Kifo killed him?" Fuli said. "No."
Nirmala gently moved the burnt parts of Oroko beard to show the shock gun holes. "If you looked, you'll see that the area size is to small to be from a regular shock gun. But Kifo is seen with a revolver. But there's more. Shock gun ain't what kill him." Nirmala said. She then lifted the beard to show that his neck was slice open by 3 cuts. "And I can assure you that these aren't from knives."
Fuli looked at Simba who said, "It's him." "Who?" Nirmala asked. Fuli showed Nimbus a mugged shot of Kion. "Man, who is that hot stuff." Nirmala said. "Um, Nirmala-", "Hey, I don't care how many people he killed, he's still hot." "That's Simba's son." Fuli said, trying not to laugh. "Oh." Nirmala said. Simba walked out of there saying, "I did not need to hear that."
When Simba and Fuli got back to the group Bunga said, "So apparently your son's a player." Bunga gave Simba another file. "Looks like he likes girls with some animal features." Ono said raising an eyebrow. Fuli for a second look at Ono, then back at the document about his known associates. She thought about what Ono said. She was snape back into reality when Simba said, "Yeah. He said that people like him, humans with animal features and traits, are the next step of human evolution."
"Well I'm heading back home." Fuli said. She was driving back to her apartment thinking of what Ono said. She made up her mind. "It's a long shot." She said as she turned a corner.
*Meanwhile in Gotham city*
Gotham city was a city on the northern coast of long island. It was similar to New york city in size but the crime was like Chicago. A man in mid height with a black suit with pointy shoes on was in a warehouse. He had a ovalish head head with a curved sharp nose. His black hair a bit of a mess. This was Oswald Cobblepot, or mostly known as the Penguin. He was in a room with 3 other people. One was a big man, Butch Gilzean. The other dude was a tall man with a black combat suit on. Two hostels are on his sides with pistols, he had no hair. This was Victor Zsasz. They stand on one side of the hallway. On the other side was a man with a white face, green hair, a purple suit, and a scars that made a red smile. This was The Joker.
"What is taking Kion so long Asked Oswald, anger starting to emerge. "Why are you so serious?" Joker asked. "Maybe because you guys don't know the meaning of patients." Kion said as he and two guards walked in. "Sir. I must say I was shock that you would come and visit us." Penguin said. "Well I thought you would like the gift I bought for you." Kion said as he pointed to one of his guards than at the door the gotham criminals were standing next to. The guard opened it and Kion, Penguin and his men, Joker, and Kions goons walked into a giant storage room. In it was a small hill of cash. "For the four of you to share." Kion said as he turned around. "How much?" Buch asked. "This is 6.328 billion dollars." Kion said. The 4 men stood there with their mouths hanging open. "Now divided equally between the 4 of you is $1,582,000,000"
*The next day*
Fuli walked into the station. She had a bag with her. "Hey Ono." Fuli said. "Yeah?" The man said. "I was thinking about what you said about how Kion is interested in women who have traits and features and I think I have an idea." Fuli said as she put the bag on her desk then went to the bathroom. "What do you think she means?" Bunga asked. Simba shrugged. After a minute or two Fuli walked out. Everyone she walked past looked at her. "So, you think this counts." Fuli said pointing to her hair, which now was bright yellow with black spots. "I think I know what she meant." Beshte said.
Hey, so hope you like this story. Also Penguin, Butch, and Zsasz look like their versions from the show Gotham, while Joker look like his Heath leder verizon. Happy Halloween.