Ark 1 Episode 1: Rocky Roads

**Main Cast**

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**Dean StrikerKareem HundsonLeon DarbyDumasSalem Al GhulJack GreenYwainKendrick Knight**

## **Iasdsa**

Neo Gotham 10:49am 3/24/2050~Gotham.. Gotham hasn't been the same without it's proctor it's guridan. As much as I wanted to believe that the bat was a force of nature, the easier it became to realize he had only been a man. As time beaten our hero into retirement the more colder the days in Gotham became. Gotham's symbol had become tarnish " The average height male looked upon the middle age women who had been speaking, the ACME factory they had been within were lit in flames The laughter evaporated from his eyes. His customary warmth gone faster than summer rain on the tarmac. Indeed even his focus was on her as if everything had become invisible to him his hands grasping upon her vest roughly as his voice booming withing the factory as he shouted out. "Enough of this! Tell me were is the Obelisk!"~Fades to black

~Gotham Parks~ 9:30PM

Lights flashed within Gotham's Museum auction reception it had been filled with Gotham's most wealthiest business and side business of Neo Gotham. A lot of people swarmed this reception as a certain prize had been for sale to most it had been a normal sword but for one person within the crowd it had meant a lifetime of searching. Making his way through the crowded area would've been Dean Striker, Commissioner of GCPD. "Where are these guys. I cant believe the Mayor sends me recruits for back up on this day, God help us tonight." Reaching for his mobile device he would've soon texted the new recruits within GCPD to meet him in front of the museum. He would've awaited outside for each and everyone of them, he was very adamant about them being on time and by the looks of it they were running late.

### DO YOU BELIEVE ME NOW CYPHER

Meanwhile Azreal Dumas head of Wayne corp had been prepping for his speech later on tonight, "I could've took this auction you didnt...: " Im fine Rachel.." Dumas was determined to take this action. It's been a couple of days since the museum had receive the this classic sword who belonged to one of the villains of the late Batman and since that time Dumas has show interest in his business he was still growing his global corporation known as Wayne Corp since the meeting he held with the Mayor. Soon his waiter would've came within his room speaking about Star labs they had sent one of their scientist to accpect his donations. "Have him wait by the dinning room for me, i'll come to him after my speech."

Astra: Ywain, recieved a text while driving, basically telling him to meet them at the front of the Museum, he looked over to his partner saying to him "Yo, we're gonna go pull up at the fuckin' museum, we were told by the commisioner too meet him there." he turned onto the highway now, stepping down on the pedal of the cop car, and turning on the sirens, signaling for everyone to move, hoping for the people to just move as he made his way to the Museum. As he pulled up to the museum, turning off the siren and lights, hopping out of the car and beginning to walk up.

Kareem was looking out the window in the passenger seat of the Police car he was in. With Ywain driving the car Kareem could just sit back and relax, staring out the window. Everything seemed to be calm right now, nothing out of the ordinary going on at the moment. Kareem would adjust his seat bringing it further back trying to get comptable. He brought his right arm up and sat it upon the door, bringing his hand up to his chin as he continued to look out the window. He was getting pretty bored patrolling around Gotham, but that would soon change once his partner would begin speaking. "Going to the museum? I wonder whats happening." Kareem thought as Ywain pulled on to the Highway. He would then lose his relaxed position once his partner was to turn on the sirens and proceeds to rush down the highway. Kareem place his hands on his forehead as he laid back in the chair thinking "What the hell is he doing". Kareem would just brush it off as if it didnt happen. Upon approaching the museum he would bring his seat back up and starts to take off his seat belt. Once they stopped and the car was put in park Kareem would get out of the car and walked along side Ywain as the walked up to the museum.

YaguraAoki: Kendrick was making his way to the helipad that the top of the star labs facilities after shutting down his work computer and packing up his laptop in a black suitcase. Today he decided to wear casual wear just some black jeans, dress shoes, and a lose dress shirt..casual wear for him. Leaving the room he adjusted his glasses on his face, the glasses he didn't need but adopted in attempt to be normal and grabbed his tan coat from the rack next to the office door. As he exited the main building onto the helipad he finally he got his coat on to combat the cold nights air then boarded the large ch-47d-chinook helicopter along side the pilots already inside who had been waiting and the S.T.A.R Labs Director. Director: “ Evening Dr. Knight I assume you got my brief. “ Kendrick was excited for the experience to meet the CEO of the legendary Wayne Enterprise and nodded rapidly in response. The Director rolled his eyes thinking how could such a smart man be a giant goof like Kendrick was. The helicopter took off shortly after Kendrick got inside and based off the situation at hand decided to push the speed in the direction of the museum.

II
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Keruberosu: |LD|- It was
just a very normal patrol day through the high rises of Gotham city. It
had seemed to be very quiet for some reason, almost too quiet for
comfort. It was enough to allow Leon to just cruise inside of his police
 vehicle and get lost in the limelight of the star’s slight above him.
Though this push through wanderlust would be interrupted with a
swiftness. Leon’s phone was normally connected to a port within the car
so If he got a call or notification it’d buzz all throughout the entire
vehicle. Leon then quickly snapped to his senses are reached for the
phones, slowing down the acceleration of his car and nearly coming to a
stop as he read the message. “Commissioner Dean needs us at the front of
 Gotham museum, shit we are already late?!” After reading it thoroughly
one more time he threw his phone into the consoles and promptly made his
 car nose dive down in the air as he was headed towards the ground city
streets of Gotham from miles up. As he did so the harsh increase of
speed made his purely kempt hair fly back like a bat out of hell, making
 it look like he just got out of bed or something. “Wanda, Call Jack.” A
 few days prior, Leon was given the privilege of finally finishing his
first year of working for the GCPD which cleared him to be a regular
instead of a rookie. This allowing him a small pay raise and to
obtain/train a new rookie partner for the foreseeable future. Leon had
yet to meet Jack but this abrupt meeting would have to do. (Pav fill in
response dialogue) The phone rang a few times until Jack would pick up.
“Oi Jack, sorry to call so abruptly but it’s your new partner Leon.
Commissioner Dean has called for us to be at the Gotham museum about 5
minutes ago. I’m swinging by your databased address now, be ready. Leon
out.” The phone system would chime off and he took a deep breath almost
 to be cut off by another flying car this making him take a sharp turn
which was sending him hurling into a corner. But Leon quickly thinking
pulled upwards and allowed himself to nose straight up and lose all
potential speed to continue falling down safely. Slowly turning the
wheel Leon turned the vehicle back laterally and forward and eventually
pulled up again to reach ground “air” vehicle air space. His heart was
metaphorically beating out of his ass and he felt he had got out of the
fire for now but he was sweating a fucking bucket all over his forehead
and his hair looked like a meteor smacked it. After another short 5
minutes through traffic he’d arrive at Jacks with the passenger door at
the entrance/exit of his house. From there he should hop in and Leon
would regain altitude and begin to speed through traffic towards the

Pavor: Unlike
 everyone else who seemed to be cruising around Gotham at these late
hours, Jack Green was just chilling out at the edge of the street. He
was leaning against a street light that looked over a worn out and
cracked concrete road. The backwash of Gotham lived here, and they
didn't get as much attention as other parts of the city where the roads
were better maintained even after the transition from regular to flying
cars. Currently he was in his regular uniform with the loose-fitting
GCPD jacket and tight undershirt, even with that little driving cap of
his. The pocket opposite of his badge began to buzz and a cheap little
midi began to play. He took it out and answered to Leon, "Who's this?"
"Yeah, I remember." "Fuck. I'll be there." With a bit of a sour look on
him, Jack put his phone into his pant pocket before trading a look with
someone else walking down. As soon as they looked at each other, their
contact broke and both swerved out of each other's way. Jack broke into a
 sprint, it felt a little weird what just happened but he wasn't the
type to reflect on little things like this. He didn't realize it was
already so late, an amateur mistake that bit at Jack just a little. As
he ran off through the hood of Gotham, he began to reach a somewhat
transitional area where things began to clear out and the environment
was a sight for sore eyes compared to the slums he had just been in. He
took a minute longer than it did for Leon to arrive, 'Perfect, don't
have to wait.' Jack thought before opening the passenger door and
sliding right in before slamming it shut. He buckled in just before
looking over to Leon with a cheeky smile about, "Let's ride!" On their
way to the auction, Jack did a quick check on himself. He had all of his
 standard attire about him, after all he was in uniform. The only
additional things that he had about him this time were 2 extra magazines
 that were clipped to the side of his belt. Hopefully he wouldn't have
to resort to that or his baton however, and if it were to ever get worse
 he always had his hand-out mossberg that could blow down most things in
 his path that were human at the least. Never knew these days in a city
full of psychos and villains.

Serizawaa: (Once RPCS arrive) "I'm
 glad you guys could make it, it seems your the best GCPD has to offer
me tonight." Striker would've lead his team into a alley way in back of
the museum, which held a swat truck monitored by two GCPD agents.
Leading them inside the open space within the back of the truck held
weapons and blueprints of the entire layout of the Museum. He would've
awaited for the two agents to shut the door behind them before he got a
chance to look every one of his cadets within the eyes, his father
always told him he could know someone just by eyeing them down. He
needed to believe he could count on each and everyone who stood in front
 of him. "I guess your probably wondering what is this about well I'll
tell yah, It seems Star labs had came with an discovery last year.
They've found this ancient blade within the Arabian deserts with
markings that can be translated back to the BC era. Not much was given
to us but the scientist in charge is here Kendrick Knight." A picture of
 the male would appear of the hologram "See what else he knowws maybe
there's more to the story than the press is giving us. But these gold
plates around this blade could be worth trillions, which is were we come
 in. That blade can not leave this museum Gotham is counting on you."
Just before he could even finish his last sentence one of the agents
posted outside would've gave word that Dumas speech was about to start.
"Show time.. lets get this night over with." The agent now will lead the
 officers within the back leading them back into the main halls of this
auction the place had been full of food and cake, one of the waiters
would've approached the group of officers offering them a nice slice of
chocolate cake. Upon sight one of the agents would've taken a plate of
the fluffy cake it looked just like a normal slice it just held a
strange faint smell. The agent eating the slice would've took his
attention towards a family sitting alone at the dinner hall "It's the Al
 Ghuls I wonder why their here.~Elsewhere~ Sitting in the dark side of
the dinning room surrounded by his family would've been Salem al Ghul
his eyes soon glancing towards the group of cops that entered. "Great
what is the GCPD doing here.." /There doing their job sweaty..No need to
 worry about them were here for your Uncle's sword that's all that
matters./ The voice of his mother would've calmed the stern look upon
Salem face his eyes looking towards the guards sitting at their table
eating the chocolate cake from the dinning area. "How did they even find
 it? we've been searching for years and this Kendrick guy just stumbles
upon it? No way.." Standing from his seat Salem began to make his
towards the crowd his eyes looking through the entire crowd as his eyes
would've look towards the man of the evening. "Mr. Knight!" If he
would've turned and looked he would've been approached by Salem who
attempted to shake his hand. "The Names Salem..Salem al Ghul."

## III

Astraphobia: Ywaine would begin to approach the building now to be greeted by the man they were meeting, he'd now smile and nod to him, waiting for the rest of the people too show up, sitting with his partner, trying to hold a conversation. "So, where do you originate from? We're partners I should probably get too know you abit so I can trust you and shit." once everyone arrived he'd turn his attention to the commissioner listening to the situation carefully, thinking too himself once money was involved. "Damn, trillions, that's alot of fucking money.." as he grew up without any money at first, it was hard for him not to think about things like this once money was mentioned it was usually what he focused on. He began to follow the Agent now, going to the back where the sword was held, stuffing his hands into his pockets and tapping his thumb onto top of his cards, you never knew what would happen in a situation with an expensive item like this.. because more money always equals more problems. As he and the squad walked into the back he'd hear a male voice asking what they were doing here, he was slightly hurt by the content, not sure of how to feel thinking to himself. "Why such an aggressive comment off the bat? We're just here to guard this item no point in being angry about it.." he watched one of the agents start to dive into the cake automatically, in a normal circumstance he'd likely take some cake but, in this situation that would be unprofessional.

Guest\_Interaction: As
 Kareem continued to walk up to the museum he would see the
commissioner. Stepping in front of the commissioner he would just wait
there until he spoke. Noticing other officers stepping up to the
commissioner, he would look at them before looking back to the man who
brought us here as he started talking. "So this is the team huh". Kareem
 already knew Ywaine a bit, since they are partner. But the others, he
has only seen around the station a few times. As Ywaine spoke to him he
would reply "Oh I was actually born here in gotham, the south side of
gotham was where i stayed" As the commissioner lead us to the ally where
 the swat vehicle was, he would step into the truck and begin to listen
up to what exactly the commissioner has us here for. But before he
started talking, the commissioner would begin to look Kareem into the
eye. Kareem continued to stand as he was, calm as can be. The
commissioner would continue to do that with all of the other officers in
 the truck with him. Kareem would continue to stand there waiting for
the exact moment to speak. Kareem listened up as the commissioner
finally got to speaking about what we are here to do. "A sword with
runes that date back to the BC day? Thats definatlly a reason to have us
 here. Shit maybe a little more officers but fuck it, were going to have
 to make due with what we have." Kareem gave his opinion on the
situation out loud. Not really needing a reply he mostly was thinking
out loud. Once things was settled the commissioner would lead us out of
the truck back to the museum. As he walked in he noticed all sorts of
different people here. People seemed to be really interested in this
sword, shit why would they not be. Turning his heads towards the agents
getting the cake from the waiter handing it out he would smile at them.
Kareem didnt want to eat right now, so he simply told the waiter "No
thanks". As the agents eating cake would notice the Al Ghuls were in the
 building he would look over to them. He didnt know much of the al Ghul
family but he knew enough to know that they are very wealthy. Displaying
 their wealth being at a auction as big as this one. The squad was now
moving so Kareem followed. Stepping into the back where the sword was,
Kareem wanted to get a good look at this sword himself. But that would
change with just a look to his partner, who seemes to be stepping up to
one of the members of the family. Being his partner Kareem stepped over
to Ywaine's side, not speaking but being there for moral support.

YaguraAoki: The
 helicopter pulled on the top of the helipad to the building behind the
museum, Kendrick stepped out then it lifted off again leaving him
behind. Kendrick went down the building stairs inside and out basically
running and out the front door of it. Kendrick then calmly walked over
to the museum’s front but it was clear he had been moving fast because
he was breathing rather heavy. Kendrick wasn't an Olympic runner but
wasn't a slouch either so that even stamina showed itself fine here. The
 guards in the front didn't question it once he flashed his id revealing
 he was the amazing scientist that discovered the blade in the first
place. Once past them he walked inside taking his coat off and draping
it over his left arm putting the laptop suitcase in his right hand now,
he could tell the sword lived up to it's reputation because of the crowd
 and wealthy families. The most notable was the Al Guls, a history edged
 in the city's very myths, a track record S.T.A.R labs tried to keep up
with but eventually they proved to be resourceful at vanishing. Kendrick
 moved further into the building trying to find a seat for the auction
and ultimately avoid the nosy ass GCPD who he also couldn't help notice
had turned the place into a fort. The last thing the Dr. Knight needed
was thousands of questions from the pigs when he was here to just do
business for S.T.A.R labs with Dumas eventually leaving with a nice
raise in his future. He was a single thirty seven year old six foot and
six inches man scientist living in an one room apartment in Chinatown,
he could use more money especially for the work he did. No other
genetics or biophysics doctor would go beyond and more in a big ass
desert for a dumb ass sword like Kendrick would. He did it mainly for
the love of his job not for the money because that was his character but
 anyone looking from the outside could see he went unappreciated as an
employee.

Keruberosu: |LD|- Leon was waiting outside of Jack’s residence for an
entire minute and he was started to get pretty pissed off at his new “partner”
to be already. Leon was a very punctual person so this was abet of a gear
grinder to say the least. He began to grip the steer wheel much harder than
normal and dig his nails into the leather, indenting it slightly with the
curvature of his finger nails. But before long he heard someone running and
then eventually hopping into his passenger seat. Leon simply glanced over to
him quickly and slammed his foot onto the gas and took off. Going from 0 to 60
in three seconds flat, the future had a lot of perks. Fast flying cars being
one of them. It’d only be another 5-minute ride to the museum and instead of
taking the conventional route of parking, he placed his car into an alley just
south of the museum itself and then the two would get out of the car and run
the rest of the way towards the front of the building together. On the way,
Leon simply fixed his hair the best he could with his hands, not perfect but
presentable enough not to be easily identifiable. While making their way around
the scene almost looked like something out of a movie, blocked off exits, many
expensive and rich folks looking cars all around and the air smelling of
expensive perfume/cologne. It had to be something important or something that
could make many parties very wealthy. Once the duo made it to the pre-destined
location they met up with the other 2 GCPD cops and the commissioner himself.
Once in his presence, Leon would proceed to give him a soldier like salute as
he spoke. Holding it until he finished his initial sentence and lead them away
towards another alley location. While walking If Jack happened to be next to
him he’d softly say while leaning near him, “What do you make of this so far?
Smells like rich people haven here.” Before they’d finish the walk hopefully
Jack would respond, if not he’d just shrug it off and think his partner was shy.
They made their way to a monitoring truck, he’d been in and seen plenty in his
first year of GCPD field work. He didn’t pay much attention to the entrails within
the truck. Mainly keep his sharp gaze on the commissioner. As the commissioner gave
them their briefing, Leon turned his back and tuned out the rest of what was
being said for the most part. The exact corruption he was attempting to fight
had to reared its head in the highest-ranking member of the police force. He
did turn back to look at the picture of Kendrick Knight, taking note of his
appearance. An agent would appear from the inside and lead them group of four
officers inside. Leon kept fairly calm as he analyzed the area around them, “Called
it, rich folk. All sitting while looking forward at an empty stage, seminar?
Speech? We need to have eyes on this main area at all times.” He murmured under
his breath. When the waiter came to offer cake Leon simply walked straight past
him as he hit a soft stride towards looking for stairs to reach a higher
vantage point within the building. Whether his partner or the rest followed him
he didn’t care. He has his own morality and code to keep here. What he’d do to

Pavor: Like a bolt of lightning, they sped out from the hoods of Gotham. Jack had to keep a hold of his hat so it didn't go flying off and into some dark recess of the midnight city. Before they could even park in the alley, Jack already had his hand on the door ready to leap out at a moment's notice. He followed through with this little rush of his, leaping out just as they parked before beginning to walk around the back of the car and behind Leon. "Looks like every other bit of this part of town, fake." Jack let out a little chuckle while turning behind and walking backward. He got a good look of the alleyway before they headed off towards where the commissioner and the others were present. None of them seemed particularly interesting, the rest of the present GCPD just didn't seem to hold charm to him. Personally, Jack even thought his new partner Leon seemed a bit pedantic. Nothing serious though, all of them were just regular people on the job. Although he tried not to show it too much, a little glimmer shined in Jack's eye at the worth of the blade that was on display. Trillions of dollars, it was easy to say but to try and visually imagine... a different story. He got the idea of what they needed to do, following behind Leon before they reached upstairs. The general noise and some carelessness led him to ignore Leon's little mumbles regarding what they should do. However, once they got up there where things were a bit more cleared out he'd lean over the bannister looking down below. "So... Leon, right? What do you do for fun around here?"

IV
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"Sir.. It's time for your speech. Shall I tell the board your ready?" The words of Azrael Dumas assistant walking into his private room she would've witness Mr. Dumas fixing his tie and walking towards the large double doors it had been time for the auction. "Yes tell the board I'll be right out.." Elsewhere  Salem would've awaited for the reply of Knight it seemed he had been busy who could blame him this event had been a night to live for. Between conversation though Salem was able to watch two of the cops walk upstairs as he noticed the rest of the gang stay on the lower floor. The Agent that led them inside would've returned to his post meanwhile as Jack and Leon stood above ground south from their perimeter would've been the sight of Azrael making his way to the stage the lights of the room soon started to dim all eyes soon turning too the CEO his back had been facing the ancient sword that caught all the hype. "What is Gotham city to me, Dumas? in a single word.. Home? Family? Purpose? but the truth the real truth is for a long time I couldn't answer that question. But then I remembered something, friends. I remembered something my mother use to say to me before bed, sometimes back when i was a child and had a bad day she would confront me and she would say "Azreal, Tomorrow is one dream away." Thats was her phrase sentimental, I know but it worked for me." Dumas hands would soon turn to look at the piece of art the holy sword. "Shall we start the bid ladies and gentlemen?" A loud and strong applaud would be held as he spoke about the bidding, "But before we start I want to congratulate Mr. Knight the man who made this night possible for us. Star labs has been here longer than I can remember it wasn't just a few decades ago you guys just starting out now look at you making billions.. Speaking of Billions I would like award Star labs with a small donation after tonight. The light would soon shine a bit on Knight another applaud up lifting in the room, Salem who had been within the crowd right next to the scientist himself thought it be easier to speak to him another time. Now moving from his location and through the crowd Salem would've made his way into the bathroom moving into one of the stalls.
Meanwhile Green and Darby would be in a surprise a loud shout would take hold of the upper floor, the faint voice would've came from the storage room. If they attempted to open the door it would've been locked from the other side it would've taken a bit of force to open the sounds of this shout getting louder as they drew closer. Elsewhere- In ear of a few GCPD officer would've been Dean Striker" Ywain! Hudson! I need you two go check on the agents posted outside in the back alley they haven't responded in the last ten min I believe something wrong. there's a sighting of a truck reeling inside get there and check it out."

He watched carefully, the situation around him. Just to hear his commisioner, telling him to make his way out to the back alley, he'd speak out now. "Yes Sir, I'll go check on them now Sir." he started to head out to the back alley where he was told to go by the commisioner, he began to walk out, tugging up on his belt pulling his pants up as he walked he'd cross his arms over eachother carefully, just walking making his way back, lost in his own mind as he walked, thinking too himself. "They haven't responded in awhile so I should be careful now.." as he walked he'd watch his surroundings carefully, focusing on everything around him to an extreme detail as he walked.

V

Guest\_Interaction: Kareem
 would hear the commissioner voice, even though he wasnt that close to
the guy he still seemed to hear his voice. Reacting almost instantly he
would pull out his Kel-Tec pistol out from the holster, holding the
pistol with two hands facing the front of the gun down towards the
ground as he starts to rush out the museum. As he rushed out he would
see Ywaine next to him. Upon approaching the ally Kareem would pose up
against a nearby wall takening cover. He would then turn out of cover
putting up his gun ready for anything to pop up. If nothing was there he
 would continue in looking around for something out of the order.
Looking up at the truck, Kareem would put up his gun up towards the
trucks back doors and yell out "Who ever is in there, come out or we
will have to use force." Kareem said and waited a while. No one came
out, and Kareem wasnt giving them another chance. He slowly walked up to
 the back doors. He would then grab the doors and swing them open
bringing his gun up as fast as he could saying "Freeze!"

YaguraAoki: Kendrick
 was trying his hardest to sneak to a seat but first the Al Gul boy that
 had made some reputation just off his wealth called for his attention
and came to zoom in for conversation. Then the worst sprung upon the
doctor as Dumas said his name and the spotlight fell on his figure for
the entire dark room to see. That moment Knight started to sweat then he
 took a deep breath and sighed assuming now he would actually have to be
 an active member of this event. The audio people brought Knight a
microphone so he could reply but before he could get his thanks out and
words of acknowledgment the screams echoed through the halls of the
museum. Cops got their orders and started rushing to duty and the poor
Doctor could only stare in shock like the rest of the wealthy people, in
 fact it was worse because the spotlight remained on the scientist. “ I
have to move I have to get out of here before star labs is pulled into
another media mess and my name all over it.” Kendrick debated running
but for some reason his body wouldn't move he didn't know if it was fear
 or stupidity because he wanted to actually help at the same time
despite the trouble it could get him in after living such a normal life
all this time.

Keruberosu: |LD|- As the duo moved upstairs to a good vantage point that
looked over a good portion of the rich seated guests and the entire stage. Jack
would try to entertain some friendly small chat as he leaned over a piece of
banister nearby them. Leon only looked at him blankly for three seconds before
responded with, “I mainly do myself but sometimes hookers are good to.” He’d
crack a smirk, a way to sniff and stroke his own ego for what he assumed was a
pretty good wise crack joke to his question. Though after a small amount of
time passed Leon with his stale voice would speak once again, actually
intending to answer his question this time. “I mainly play videogames to be
honest. Big fan of Duty of The Honor: Nazi Overrun. Game has some of the best
graphics and gameplay mechanics I’ve seen in a while to be honest. Yourself?” Jack
would have a short minute to respond before the speech and Leon would promptly
react if needed. Mr. Dumas finally entered the Frey and finally appeared onto
the stage, all of the room including Leon’s eyes currently fixtured onto the
man. This would give him the final dip of information he needed to understand
why so many high value bodies were all in one place at the same time. The
lights dimmed and this caused Leon to take a few steps backwards and place
himself against a wall with his back resting on it firmly. The farther back he
moved the more sight he had over the situation in case it got hairy. As the lights
drifted to the extremely ornate looking blade, Leon eyed it over a few times
and heard the small gasp of many below him and he finally understood. “Auction,
that thing looks worth more than all the lives in here. Many have to want this
right? No reason they’d all come to look at it right?” He muttered under his breath.
The man continued to give a slightly convincing speech and his mention of bids
had confirmed his suspicions fully at this rate. Though before it could even
all begin to come underway the light drifted to the man of the hour. Kendrick
Knight, the man who found the blade so it could even be here in the first
place. Leon joined in on the clapping just to more easily blend in within the
crowd. Though the continuing of the spotlight of Knight was cut off on the two
partners end. Leon would hear the shout and it was enough to make the inner ear
reverberate and cause slight irritation. He moved off the wall and looked down
the hallway which lead to a small corridor looking area. Leon’s head would whip
over to Jack and he spoke. “Feel free to take the lead and take care of that.
We need to have an eye out here at all times. I know that sounds bad but, this
item could attract much more than the rich I’m sure you know.” Now it’d just be
a matter of who would do what between Darby and Green. With this be the

Pavor: Time passed, and for a moment it seemed as though eveything was going underway just as planned. Without a hitch, no dastardly villains revealing themselves... yet. Jack couldn't shake the feeling something wasn't going to happen though, although he wanted to lull himself into a false sense of security like everyone else: This is Gotham. Halfway through Knight's speech muffled screams could be heard. Despite this, they were loud enough for everyone in the hall below to take notice and freeze in fear. Jack looked over to where the noise was coming from, before looking over to his partner. The plan he suggested, although it was right in some aspects; there were also things that weren't respected enough. "Not this shit," Jack shook his head already moving ahead as he took out his pistol, "are you dense? Do you know what city we're in? I get what you're saying, but I'm not checking it entirely alone. You can look at that stupid sword, but keep that gun at the ready." He kept to a quick and hushed voice given the silence beyond the screams. Reluctantly, Jack struggled with his first step before breaking off into a sprint down the corridor towards the source. When he neared closer he immediately first tried using his free hand to open the door, yet to no avail. "Open up, GCPD!" If the screams continued and there wasn't even a brief sign of it stopping he'd back up just a little before swinging his left leg up. Jack threw it out shifting the weight of his body onto it sending his heel crashing right by the door knob and lock. With proper technique and it being a simple, wooden door it should've busted open right away. Once it came swinging open his leg would come down and Jack would use the shift in weight to throw himself to the side of the door. Quickly he'd peer around the corner with his flashlight on if the storage room was dark, and take his aim with his finger on the trigger. Coming from a place like the hood, hearing stories of Killer Croc and witnessing bad shit happen in daily life; even after the intense training necessary to pass into the GCPD: Apprehension and anxiety still held an invisible hand on the everyman like Jack.

The moment Hudson and his partner opened the doors to the truck they both would've been hit in the face with a deadly scent. One officer had his face deep  in the dark chocolate cake, if one of the two GCPD officers would've lifted his head they would've been in for a surprise the Agent's face all clusted his lips held a green tint as the eyes behind this agent had became solid white. Within moments the agent would attempt to form words but an dark green toxin would soon escape his lips the substance dripping on the desk. The cake well what was left on his plate had decayed away leaving not a substance left, if one of the officers attempted to call for back up they would notice their com communication unit had been dead. But these two men had other issues to deal with that same truck that had been pulling in would've flashed it high beams right on to the truck. Soon enough four men holding AK's had stepped from the back their guns aimed high."What do you know a few pigs for us to play with boys!" ~Elsewhere~ As the door broke down Darby and Green would've been in for a sight, they would've noticed an abrasive blonde turning her body a bit.. as she leaned on the wall. she smashed her lips into one of the guards of the party she started to attack his bottom lip sucking as if she was a vampire wanting blood pulling his lip with her teeth. The bright light of the door opening would've caused her to release as she had been using her thick muscular legs to back up against his moving cock.

She would've shrieked in fright seeing his gun the embarrassment would've caused her to hide behind the male she had been with who had been to busy pulling up his pants. "Just who do you think you are! Do you know who I-\*Hack!\*" In mid sentence the male started to hack heavily coughing hard in front of the two men clutching his chest roughly the man would've dropped to his knees spitting out a chaloacte substance if any of the officers would've attempted to help him he would've attempted to push them off him as soon his pain would've turned to a hard raspy laughter. The male would've attempted to tackle green into the floor aiming to place his hands around the young officers throat a harsh laughter that would've echoed throughout the floor if this had happened the crazed male would've attempted to send vicious jabs into Green there was no direct spot he had been hitting this mad man just saw Green as a target. But as this let out if Darby would've looked towards the female she too would've had a green slim oozing from her lips turning her eye color to a shade of white, and just like the male she would've rushed Leon her crazed naked figure swaying as she attempted to tackle him down as well. Soon enough everyone within the crowd started to do the same before a full on riot taken it's course. It became so hectic it would've caused Salem to rush out the stalls his mother had been out there then suddenly from out of nowhere, a spray of bullets infiltrates the area. Causing massive patrons to fall like toy soldiers.