Somewhere in Seattle, Washington
The rain outside came down incessantly. As it pelted against the metal roof it resonated throughout the entire warehouse. Rusted meat hooks hung from rusty chains attached to the ceiling. Slimy, rotting pieces of meat hung from several of these hooks and caused the entire building to smell like death. The footsteps of the two humans would have echoed throughout the empty facility but the patter of rain drowned any sound. One of the humans was dressed in a black suit and tie and he bore a symbol on both his hands. The other human had two marks as well but wasn't in a suit. He was more casual and was spinning a circular weapon around his finger. The one in the suit bumped one of the large pieces of rotting meat and from it fell a pile of off-white, dirty, writhing creatures- maggots. The man's face cringed at the sight of the disgusting insects.
They noticed a large room with large strips of heavy plastic hanging from the door. The man in the black suit made his way over and as he pushed through the plastic the color in his face rushed out. Sam followed him and his eyes widened at what was in the room. Hanging from multiple meat hooks were the bodies of several human beings. Some of the hooks held only limbs and the rotting body lay under it. Sam felt sick to his stomach and ran out of the room. The other man followed but could not hold down his lunch. He threw up across the floor and even onto his suit. When he stood up he apologized and Sam just nodded. Somewhere in the building they heard a door slam shut and they hid behind a large box.
Out of one of the rooms walked an overweight man with blood smeared across his tank top. He was dragging along a body that seemed to still be alive. The man had a large tattoo running up his arm and he held a meat cleaver.
Guess that's his weapon, Sam thought as the man stopped where he was. He dropped the girl and turned around to face her. She was frightened for her life. He raised the meat cleaver and as he was about to bring it down on her head Sam's partner emerged from behind the box. The man turned to look at himr and a disgusted look crossed his face. “Oh! It’s you guys…” He groaned. “Look just let me kill this girl and then I’ll deal with you.” Sam’s partner generated a sword and ran towards the man. The man grew angrier and waddled over to the oncoming “enemy”. “Fine! I’ll deal with you now!”
The sword hit the cleaver and the man disarmed Sam’s partner and cut off his hands. He was smiling. “It’s the only way to defeat you people… oops or should I say “us” people!” Sam climbed onto the box and threw his chakram at the man. It sliced straight through his neck and decapitated him. "That's another way to defeat "Us" people..." Sam said jumping down.
“Dave, Are you ok?!” Sam exclaimed running over to his partner. He looked at his hands and then up at his partner.
“Heh,” Dave, Sam’s partner said as he looked at his hands. Sam ripped a strip of cloth from his shirt and wrapped it around his hand’s to stop the bleeding. “Damn… You think they can fix this?”
“I don’t know I better take you two to a hospital…” Sam said referring to the girl on the ground and Dave.
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Sam sat in the hospital and awaited the verdict on Dave. As he did he watched the television and dozed off. He was awakened by a news report on the television. A man had killed an entire family in Chicago. It was the “Ripper” fellow who had been killing many across the country. The doctor had walked up as Sam was watching. He told him that Dave would need prosthetic hands.
After the surgery they boarded a plane to head back to New York to the academy. “Looks like I’m gonna need a new partner…” Sam said while waiting to claim his bags. They caught a cab and entered the academy.