Chapter 1
Blood
She was used to blood, and had been used to it since she was very young.
The woman simply sighed whilst smoking a cigarette that hung loosely from her mouth. She sat outside a crime scene, a homicide.
"You okay?" She heard in the background, now glancing to the side as Jefferson Morales stood behind her.
She took a deep breath and scoffed. "I'm fine. I'm just..used to those sights..homicide is my speciality for a reason." She responsed, stubbing out the cigarette as it fizzled.
"I've worked different areas..drugs, major crimes unit, Crime scene investigation, and homicide has always stuck.."
She blinked and scrunched up her face, now staring to the side. The lights of several police cruisers, ambulances and fire department vehicles..it definitely took her back.
"c'mon! Wake up! Please! Stop messing about!" The younger female weeped, blood scattered across the floor as her hands were covered in blood. The smell of iron filled her nostrils. And glass had embedded into her feet and legs.
Tears left her eyes whilst she held her breath, soft cries left her as her hand suddenly reached for the home phone. A hand stopped her, and she now glanced up. The face was covered by a mask. "DON'T even think about that..not yet.."
Her breathing quickened as her face scrunched up into anger.
The younger female rushed at him, she ended up on her ass as ahe suddenly got up, her throat suddenly tightened by his hand and a scalpel pointed towards her eyes.
"This'll teach you.."
She suddenly felt a increase in pain as she screamed at the top of her lungs. The eye was on the tip of the scalpel. Blood began to drip from her eye socket as she groaned and yelled again. She grabbed him by the wrist..before she felt another sudden pain increase..
Her cybernetic eyes flashed slightly as she winced. "I need to take this Jeff. I won't be two monents."
She walked to her cruiser and raised a eyebrow at the hologram that appeared.
"Prowler? Is everything okay?"
"Have you got the equipment??" he spoke in a slightly irritated tone. Before she scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"Yeah. I'm not stupid. I know what I'm doing. I should drop it off when I'm on my break in like twenty minutes.."
She leaned her head back and now walked up the apartment stairs, knocking on the door as he answered. She walked in, dropping a duffel bag whilst exhaling.
"I hope you're happy. I stole this shit whilst on shift." She spoke as he scoffed.
"We need to keep OUT of spidermans way. Do you understand? If you get caught then we are screwed."
She glances to the side and frowned. Now looking back over to prowler and then the bag.
It had bomb equipment in it, and it also had equipment for him.
"I need to go..contact me if you need me.."
She glances to her watch, narrowing her eyes before standing to her feet. A knock at her door sounded whilst she grasped at her gun. Now answering the door as Jeff stood there.
"Jeff? What are you doing here??" She spoke, glancing to him with a worrief look.
"You're acting differently..something ain't right.."
She shuffled and now she sighed.
"You're right..my parents are on my mind.." she muttered, now looking at the photo that laid on the kitchen table.
"I will be fine..I just need rest.."
She suddenly felt a embrace, her eyes widened as her hands twitched. It was a long time since she was actually hugged.
"I-" she slowly hugged back.
"Jeff listen..I need to tell you something.."
She winced as she saw that the bomb plot had been stopped..she was in trouble..but in all reality? It was to make room for something..bigger. something better.
Something that'll devastate more people. A grin spread on her face as she glanced to the figure that stood there with a object in their hand.
"Go ahead..try me."