To get you back (Prologue+ Part1)
The devil is in the detail... You just have to know where to look.
March 5th, 2030, METRO District. 2100 hours
Blake was out of breath, he'd been running for what seemed like hours though it had only been minutes. For a detective he didn't run a lot of the time, Now he was regretting that. as he took a look behind him he still saw the dark hooded figures coming for him. He took a sharp right turn through the fuel depot only to come to a dead end. Now Blake knew he was fucked. He turned around and readied his gun from his holster and fired... *click* *click* *click*. He snarled in anger and threw the gun to the ground, watching the hooded figures still run at him. He was ready to greet death. But death was not ready to greet him, as for when he stopped and embraced it he heard a THUD behind him and a dark bulky figure knocked him out...
1 week earlier... February 26, 1400 hours
"Having fun sweetheart"? Blake asked. "Of course dad how couldn't i be"? Katherine responded. Blake shrugged "I dunno you never want to go out anymore with me". The fox said. Katherine looked down at her feet "yeah dad and im sorry I've just been...". "Busy with school i got that". Blake finished. "...yeah". she said "and not just that but you always have to go to work to do your detective thing". Now Blake couldn't help but feel like his job was interfering with his family. SURE he got the food on the table, but it would still just suck to him and his family. "Yeah..." he said. "Hey c'mon dad let go to that one clothes shop and try on all the clothes like we used to do". the female fox said. Blake looked confused "um kath.. i never did that with you". "Oh yeaaaah right heh heh well lets just go anyway". "Mmmhm" said Blake.
As they were walking down to Aeroarpostle a black hooded figure followed close behind..
"HEY DAD COME LOOK AT THESE PANTS!". Katherine yelled. "Shh! there are other people here"!. Katherine playfully rolled her eyes "hehe i was just trying to het your attenti-". Katherine was cut off abruptly. When Blake turned to figure out why he saw a hooded figure holding a knife to his daughters throat. "Don't. fucking. move or make any sound to get someones attention". Hopeless in the situation he did so "what do you want"? Blake asked."Thats none of your concern, all you need to know is im taking your daughter with me. got it"?. "heh yknow im not gonna let you do that right"? Blake said while grabbing for his gun. Just then the knife the man had in his hand was now in his chest. "Sorry bud, wrong decision". the man said before blending into the crowd of people.
Next thing Blake knew he blacked out. He heard sirens and distinct voices. A few "Your going to be okay sir" and "is he gonna make it"?
But Blake just felt something inside him. something he hadn't felt in a long long time...
HATE