"Jonathan! Jonathan! Wake the f*ck up!" My friend shakes my left shoulder over and over again until my eyes are opened to behold the reality.
As I opened my eyes from the harsh agony that played over and over again from the past months that faded away.
Wayne my partner sat beside me with his eyes that crammed with worries and uncertainty while carrying a liquor bottle inside of his sweaty palm that begging himself to wipe it off and a cigarette on the bowl filled with ashes that he hunched for it evermore.
"You were bloody screaming at the back you cobber, you hardly pulled my *ss here just to see if you're alright but damn you scared the hell the f*ck out of me" Wayne rubbed his chest with his fist on and laughed after that - shaking his head from side to side.
"I am having a nightmare again" I whispered in a voice like trapped in a misery that echoes internally and then I rubbed my eyes with my sweaty fingers - imagining them they were covered in blood as I glimpse below.
Therefore, I snatched the bottle out of Wayne's hand to drink the liquor he receive as a gift from his prostitute.
"This cr*p tastes no good, Wayne" clapped my lips after sipping the liquor hastily and then brushed my parch lips with my blazer's ends above my wrist.
"We are almost there J, we're still in a f*cking smelly good plane like my true blue sugar's *ss scent I smooched in last night" Wayne tighten his vallete to revamp his chortle into a pig's chuckle in the end once more and there he savor some mist on the cigarette then blow it smokes out which bothers me to sniff it in.
"You are a disgusting dude, I bet she tries to make herself comfortable with that weight and odor you carry in your crib" I confessed with a grin and then I settle my lips for another sip of booze.
"F U C K Rack off your *ss on the seat" Wayne spelled the cuss slowly while poking me with every word he lets out - feels heavy though.
"My bad Wayne" I grin hence chuckling softly and shove my stone up to throw the bottle in the bin near the toilet even though it is not empty yet.
My commander of the guards from once Criemsons corps and the alpha of Wolfianne league sat near the door of Pilot's area.
He swiped some sites and occupied aspects on his skin touch screen technology - a pretty advance that we do not use phones here hardly often or some old technology now turned into a chip and other gadgets we use repeatedly back then.
I attempt to slither to the bin without laying his eyes on me as I thaw some butter to slide above the base.
"Jay, you alright back there?" My leader said while his eyes are still on the forearm but his legs were blocking the way on the carpet.
"Yes sir, I am alright, it is just a stupid nightmare I believe," I said while scratching the back of my neck, north to south and from side to side.
"You still remember we are directing the plane to Winter City to complete your duties as a looker of clues and blood, right?" He asked after he turned the screen off on the forearm he peered for a minute.
"Yes, I will wait for the files to come in my chip and the other assignments that you will pass to me around a quarter of midnight," I said in a breathy deep tone before I raise my right leg to throw the bottle into the bin once and for all.
"Good" He whispered with an emotionless expression he shows through his eye contact.
"Landing at Winter's port any minute, for now, please prepare the case and tasks that are given to you by the masters," the announcer said through the chip in our head.
The image of Winter City popped into my vision with advanced contact lenses that no one will ever see it but only the person who can effectively detect it after some experts access through the chip.
"You heard her Jay, call Wayne and proceed to go to the exit, I have given you the money and the location you will stay and work, and good luck," My leader said after slamming his palm on my left shoulder slowly.
I tapped my scapha to see the location where will Wayne and I depart to stay in and work for through my eyes while Wayne was taking the cases below our seats.
Wayne grabbed the cigarette and glass so that he can see the temperature of the surroundings and every being walking in this mega city that split into two which are Winter City and Twilight City.
Including the measurements of every skyscraper and construction, the name and identification of every human we pass by on the pavements, and other stuff that it can achieve necessarily.
We step into the stairs of the plane and take off to continue heading to the port of the city.
Wayne blows his last smoke before going down to the ground while holding the case. I have my stuff in my hands so as Wayne is.
"Well sh*t, crikey, I already like the place," Wayne said after he toss the cigarette from the air while we move our legs towards the entrance of the port in synchronization.
I squinch my eyes from the sunlight that was hitting me as well the winds that blend with dust attempting to enter into my eye sockets.
"Hey Wayne, you receive yours?" I asked him about the files that our leader programmed into our chip.
"F*ck yeah, let's do this!" He yelled and I cannot force myself not to smile so I chinned up and said what Wayne just shouted in the air.
The airport was built differently than the other airfields I used to discern and come by.
The roof was shaped like a shard with pointy verges, the glass was stained in black as night and the hue of the port as well the design was dead as decreased not colorful or pale as clouds but lifeless.
The wardens in the port were standing on each side and grid of the airport - holding a shotgun that was built differently not just the ordinary shotgun I used to see back then.
They were all wearing the same uniform as always, it was deep navy clothing and their bulletproof for every limb was not black which is supposed to be but white with a tint of indigo.
Their hair was sleek because of the hair gel - I was guessing.
There are robots at the entrance I glimpse from afar to examine if we have any weapons inside we carry, drones that will scan the inside of our dresses and items of luggage, and there prevailed plenty of cameras on the ceiling and walls.
"Eyes on me Boy," The guard said after I place my case on the table so they can swing it into the x-ray luggage scanner while the robot was standing in front of me.
Wayne is next after me.
They check up on me under two minutes before they let me in. Afterward, Wayne was next, we unexpectedly heard a bang of a shotgun next to our spot.
It was so loud that it echoes around the port - gaining much attention to the area where it happens.
"What in the bloody f*ck?!" Wayne yelled while I dropped my jaw on the floor while gazing at the lifeless man on the neat shiny floor where the robot stands before.
"Terrorist! Terrorist! Gun! Drugs! And RDX and C4!" The robot alerted the guards to evacuate all the passengers to the near safety niche.
Some people in the port yelled and some others cried. We need to slither out of the scene.
The guard let Wayne in so I chin up high and head my chin low to proceed our walk into the exit of the port after Wayne grabbed his case and mine as well.The middle spot of the port prevailed crowded with people that witness the incident.I hold my weight and relax myself to slither out of the area without getting touched by someone while Wayne was pushing the others that blocking his path.The people he pushed with his hand obviously complained and got mad to start an argument in the middle of the dilemma.I pressed my proximal phalanx on my finger to activate the communication process through chips in our ears like telephones or maybe telekinesis.I contacted Wayne, he was at the back of me, I believe or just a memory that I remember kept inside because I am losing a glimpse of him from making my way out of this crowded airport. JhayV: "Hang your fat in there because I am occupied finding my way out to this airport as fast as I could" WayneZ: "You cactus motherf*cker"
"Please appoint your destination onto the left screen, let me know if you are comfortable in your seats and after you enjoy your ride through the location you select, please complete your transaction through the chip in your wrist or some area in your limbs to complete the payment," the lady on the screen said while pointing her hands to the left screen where it located in front of Wayne. "Find an apartment and give us the option to choose from as long it is near the WPD (Winter Police Department) or WCA (Winter's Crime Agency)" I said as I can see Wayne's mouth was glued together after he swallowed his words to respond to the lady on the screen. "Understood, the nearest apartment you are searching for is the Dark Oak Apartment is further away from the Hessian Corps but near the WPD a measurement of twenty yards away while the Lavender Apartment is approximately two blocks away and if you want to see more apartments, please let me know," the lady said while she nods slowly.
The glass door of the elevator slide from the sides.There are some ivies that hooked on the ceiling and moss carpet below our feet - it was creative and I am truly amazed about it.I did not expect this building to have fifteen grounds and I know high-rise apartment building merely has floors between seven and twelve.There is a symphony inside the elevator and it was coming from the carton that the robot gave to me.It was a northwestern style of music with a blend of dramatic melodies and r&b. "What is in the box?" Wayne asked as he raise his left brow higher than the other's length. "Music, sounds good, right?" I answered while my shoulder was vibing to the music. "Why would that android lend ya that crate and I thought it was an actual slab at first" Wayne chuckled in the end but I curled my upper lips after he said that. "I have no idea why but let us welcome ourselves in this city for a while, one for the road at the end of this mission?" I said while smirking a
CapWolf: Hello boys, I allocated Jonathan to WPD as their investigator, I spoke to the head of the WPD and it looks like we assembled a deal after I sent Jonathan's history and the glut of information about him including his skills and so forth.The WPD stands at St. Rosaleen at the front where your apartment prevails but it was on the next block of your street.The mission is to blend with them and crack the problem that we are facing that this department might exist in our tea by acknowledging their history and objective secretly.Wayne is gonna be the employee on Mikazu Corps at Comps Plaza in Twilight City and you'll do the same thing.Every step you two make will turn the difficulty into formidable gradually and this task may step too far but there is no other choice but to do it in order to save the city from corruption and nothing but the least is for our family and above all.Do not get hooked by their eyes or fingertips from your absurdity.Do not worry boys, Melissa will sen
"Welcome home Jonathan from 604, did you enjoy your night?" The AI asked me with joy in her robotic voice. "I bet Wayne is" I nodded unhurriedly with a sarcastic smile and she smiled even more but yet she looks pretty even though without a warmness within her robotic complexion. I walked into the elevator after pressing my finger onto the bottom that printed six on it then as I walked in - the music that played before we stuffed in the room still plays inside the elevator but the beat changed. I raise my feet up and down to secretly vibe into the music. My new partner suddenly contacted me through my head so I accepted the call "How on bloody earth she knew my number?" that is the last thing I said in my mind before accepting the ring. Marina: Hello Jon Me ( If you prefer Jonathan ): How the f*ck did you get my number? Marina: From my chief, Can you do me a favor? Jonathan: What do you want? Marina: I want you to f*ck off WPD and never show up to me as my partner
"So this is our goodbye then?" Wayne proposed a conversation at last. "Not yet, we haven't consumed," I said with a smile. "Right, silly me, my job wasn't hard as yours yet didn't expect that to be boring as f*ck" "Mine is easy if you use your brains and experience, in my perspective about my job eh" "You will work on the fields?" He asked again - his voice was concerned. "I'm not sure about that unless the head of WPD accepted me to fight at the field as an investigator and search further grounds" "Better make sure my a** you'll never leave me like the last time you barely give me a bloody heart attack amount of tears, you cobb" "What can I get for you two?" The robot interrupted in with a sticky note on its forearm. "Two Bacon and Eggs with tomatoes and four buttercup toast and two coffee with natural milk please," I said. "It is our pleasure to serve both of you" the robot nodded and left us. "My expectancy is off the charts that this will
"Well send another one and janitors to clean this mess up! Pendejo! We sure don't like blood scattered around the street and letting my detective scrub this crisis all by herself, right?!Move your crap before I hire someone to blow your head in front of me and one more thing, I want all police should report and send permission such as a warrant before doing their bloody duty off the street because I heard lots of fusses and sh*ts in the dispatch room and I want all of this to halted once and for all and don't always f*king rely your buttocks on my detective, El trabajo en equipo es lo nuestro, now go!"He slammed the phone on the desk before swiveling his body to sit on his chair with an armrest. "Good morning chief" I greeted. "Por favor don't ruin my pleasure, Who on earth are you?" He asked. "I'm Jonathan Wilson, the new partner of Marina, Captain" "Oh! At last, a new partner, come to have a sit, amigo" "Marina truly needed a partner, I gave all the experien
The office was twice the eleven in length and its width is enough to fit a bus or smaller than that.The floor of her office and for me is a greyish ash marble with a splash of pale blue hue.Four cabinets with a set of drawers exist inside - I'm impressed that all of these are well fit.Above the second cabinet has a flower vase of hyacinth near the entrance, that is the few seconds after running my eyes around and that flower just caught my gaze. It is pretty. "Heads up, there is a case that I am working on, a homicide from district twenty near the barricade of the east hedge, his limbs were not attached to its torso so it could have been somewhere hidden, I sent some policies and patrols outside to keep the murderer away from each section," She said after she tosses me the plain glass where the files closed in. I grab it with one hand on the right. "When did this happen?" I inquired as I tap the glass and it turned on, the brightness of sea haze shines on my face suddenly a