cw: explicit depictions of misoginy, racism, homophobia and targeted police violence. Depiction of slurs.

East side Chicago, march 8 - 1991 - about 8 PM

They were called on an occurrence that could have to do with his case, he severely doubted it but Johnson was just riding along at this point, he hoped to be able to leave the investigation sooner rather than later, but after all the recent events he doubted he could simply leave the investigation like that, there was a good chance he would need to keep in there for Andrea sake as well. His group was composed of Himself, Barry, Lizbeth, Thor and Morty. He hated most of them, except Barry, whom he just slightly disliked.

Arriving at the supposed place where there was a call they could see that it was an squatt with lots of graffiti on the walls, they looked about and as they arrived someone ran out into the back, Lizbeth moved ahead and screamed “STOP RIGHT THERE!”. Whoever was going running kept running. They ran after.

Going there they saw a lot of people around, a lot of them seemed to be from the punk scene, Johnson raised an eyebrow, did not seem there would be anyone here that would have anything to do or know anything about the serial killer. After the attack on Olive place the media was already on it for days, the vultures were drawn to the fresh carnage and there was nothing he could do about it at all. However, now his name was up there and there was pressure from all sides to find whatever was going on.

Running through the corridors they arrived at a place there, it was a larger room of an old abandoned factory that they turned into a squatt it seemed, they had beds strewn about, divisories around, as well as signs of places and where to go, surprisingly well organized for how terrible Johnson thought that the walls were, as they arrived people immediately put themselves between them and whoever was fleeing.

“Hey fucking pigs, you need a warrant dont you?” Someone tried to position themselves ahead, seemed like a small girl in front of everyone.

“Alright girly, I kno-” he was about to say something when Morty kicked the girl in the head with the butt of his gun, the girl fell with a clear concussion as she bled and everything started to get heated immediately. He gave a look to Morty and could feel only anger with his happy smile. Morty spoke soon after as people screamed.

“LISTEN HERE YOU BUNCH OF USELESS FUCKS! WE NEED NO DAMN WARRANT TO GET TO EACH ONE OF YOU FUCKS HERE! SO GET IN ORDER AND GIVE THE TWO THAT RAN AWAY NOW OR WE WILL-”

He had to stop Morty there pressing him on the wall “What the fuck are you doing, Morty?? Do you want to get us killed you idiot?! Are you high?!” Johnson was extremely angry with that stunt, that was just completely uncalled for. He had the audacity of laughing in his face as well.

“You worry too much Rietz! You worry too fucking much” he said while pushing Johnson away from his chest “These fucks are just a bunch of punks that never had life scare them for real, they are squatting on property that is not their own while caring for a fucking Warrant?”

Johnson listened to that while the screams of the more or less 20 people around there were getting louder, the rest of the team was trying to contain them, they were pretty pissed, as they would be, he was kind of pissed off as well there. He groans and looked at the situation and then back at Morty “You will obey orders hear me? No going off on your own!” he then finally let go and moved to the people there.

Morty smiled with an ironic voice “Sure boss”

He ignored that and moved towards the now pissed off crowd “We are here investigating the serial killer attacks and we need to see the suspects that are hiding here.”

Someone else took the realm ahead “AS IF WE WOULD LET PIGS LIKE YOU THROUGH! GET FUCKING LOST!”

He raised his hands trying to deescalate the situation “Of course of course, my idiot of a partner caused quite the fuzz right, we just need to talk to the two people here no worries , nothing will be done, we just need to talk to them” he smiled to them as the man in front of him gave a smile.

“Get fucking lost”

He shook his head “alright alright, lets leave everyone” he turned to leave there, looking at the others with a glare and moving out, having to practically drag Morty out of there. Morty gave a smile.

“Why not just burst in there and grab the two of them?”

He was tired of this piece of crap, not that he was not too different but he was just an idiot, he hated idiots “Because, Morty, if we burst in there now we will make a massacre and that is going to make the news and we are fucked, because you are an idiot, that is why, if you had let me talk we could have them by now and probably already discharged because its very obvious those are just a bunch of kids being also idiots”

His eyes shifted a bit, something was in there and Johnson could tell “Well, Johnson, your ways are too soft and easy on these fucks, you know that they are up to something, you saw the walls while the go into someone elses property, having their shit scared out of them might not be that bad after all, don't you think? Bunch of useless eaters there, bunch of fucking assholes and fags going around, you know the type, commies and degenerates”

Johnson was not up to that bullshit “listen here I could not care less about who they are but now they are not going to hand over whoever is in there and it is your fucking fault” He really hated Morty , Thor approached

“Calm down Johnson, it is just how morty is, you know? Lets get going, they must leave the place eventually”

Johnson looked at Thor “Alright just control the fucking asshole” he was tired of that shit for sure, he looks at the others “lets build a stakeout for tonight and... well if things dont turn as they should we just leave this, as I said, they are likely not connected at all to that crap”

With that they went to set up the proper stakeout, surrounding the building there, radios active, checking every possible exit from the place, the night was clouded and dark, the yellow lights around the road cast a dim shadow for those who kept looking and Johnson had a small light coming from his cigar as well, checking the corners where they could leave.

He was alone there, hiding, the crew was spread around, he doubted they would leave the building for tonight, no one would be stupid for that unless something happened. But, his thoughts raced as he looked up at the building, oh no he realized what just happened when he smelled the smoke and screams started as people started to flee from the spot.

“Fuck!” he hated himself for being an idiot now. “FUCK FUCK FUCK! THAT FUCKING IDIOT!”

He rushed out into the building, smoke was now leaving every window as he stumbles into a couple of the fleeing people there, he could smell the gas, tear gas, did they just toss tear gas into a closed off building full of possible fire hazards? Who he was kidding, of course they did, gritting his teeth johnson moved ahead and tossed one of the young people out to see the building now completely covered with smoke.

That is when he hears shots, and then a couple shots fired back from different guns, he rushed and helped a girl that was on the floor, seeing if she was the one they needed , then he pressed her out “Get out of here, idiot!” he screamed at her and moved ahead into the direction of the now firefight.

The corridors were small and the smoke that was thin before was starting to become thick, he had no gas mask, so he had to do with a few scraps of tissue he had , coughing out as he approached the central area of the building, the smoke was thick and visibility was becoming hard, he hears and see a couple of muzzle flashes ahead, his steps were hard enough, he coughs a bit before moving step by step. Approaching he sees the two suspects, two girls. Two visibly meta girls not too much older than his daughter, they were shooting at someone behind a door frame as well.

He grabbed his pistol and pointed at them, between coughs he looks at them “STOP RIGHT THERE!” he coughed again with the dense smoke. They froze and looked at him, one of the girls had black skin, sharp cat like eyes, sharp teeth and what looked like stripes around her skin, hidden away now by the smoke, the other one had brown skin, green sapphire full eyes that seemed to glow, she extended her hand and he pointed at her “Do not be an idiot!” he said and pointed at her.

The green eyed one looks at the cat like one as she tosses the gun out and they surrender, there is a lot of smoke, <<Thank fuck>> he thinks for a second because he really was not feeling shooting them, the others approach, they had gas masks, except for Barry who was in the same situation as him, coming from another angle even, he glared at them all but started dragging the girls out.

Out into the street and without all the gas burning his eyes and vision and throat he cleans his face with a bottle of water as the girls are held close to the car, because of the gas on his eyes before he could not give a good look at them there, they were also coughing but were not given any grace about it as well.

The two girls were held there, chained up with heavy chains as well, he could notice both of them had tattoos around their body, usually associated with punk groups, specifically anarchist ones, would be tough to get to them so they speak, Morty however pressed one on the wall of the car “So, speak up! Do you know anything about the serial killer?”

The girl groans “fucking pig!”

Morty kicked her leg, Johnson groaned “stop it, imbecile” he pushed him away with force and propped the girls up again before he pointed for Morty and the others to get away “get the fuck out of my sight, go secure the perimeter” he was angry at the whole mess they pulled out now.

“Sure old man~” Morty had a stupid smile as Johnson got to Barry “keep an eye on them” and then turned back to the girls “So, I wont hit you, but I need to know what happened and if you know anything about the serial killer”

The girl spits on the ground “Nothing to say to a cop!”

He smiled largely “Hey, I am a nice one” he gives a large smile “so, I can let you both go and overlook shooting at a police officer if you are nice, how about that?”

The tiger like girl laughed “hah, as if I believe that, get us to the precinct, we want a lawyer”

Johnson would have a headache, of course they wanted a lawyer but he was not sure he could keep Morty away without some info, he gives a large groan “Yeah you are right, I am a fucking asshole, so you can tell me anything and I let you go or Morty there is going to do very not nice things to both you and I cannot do anything about that, his dad is connected to the mayor and a big name, and he is a huge racist, so, deal with the cop that just wants information, I am tired of people being stupid today! Do not be stupid alright!” he was glaring at both girls, they did not seem to buy much but his wager was that he was a lesser evil in their minds than the raging violent adrenaline boner cop that was Morty and his enablers.

“We dont know shit about the serial killer nor we are the serial killer...” said the green eyed one, still glaring at him

“Thank you, was that hard, this entire thing was stupid. Anything else?”

The tiger one looked at him and then at the green eyed one, they nod to each other “Yall have no idea of what is going on in the streets right? That is almost too funny” she gives a chuckle and a smile “Fuck man... You are all so fucked, so ... so fucked” she laughed a bit more and leaned on the car “that is all I have to say”

He pinched his nose “Look, you imbeciles, you just shot up officers with a very likely unregistered weapon and also threatened our lives with powers so you are both on very bad territory here and I am your only friend”

Both of them laughed at the mention.

“Sure play it that way, I have no intention of expanding this fucking investigation more than it needs, what is happening on the streets?”

“Lawyer”

“We talked about that, are you really sure you wanna be processed? I iam offering a get out of jail free card to both of you idiots! not something I usually do! Speak up!” he was getting fed up with all that stuff.

The green eyed one looked at the tiger one and they kept looking at each other with some non verbal communication he did not understand, the tiger one relented.

“Someone is taking territory around, man, some crazy fascistic insane fucks, thats what we know, and they are getting big, we fled from their raid on our land, you know? They killed five people there, you wont see that in the newspaper, no white boy was killed, but was brutal”

“You said you didn't know anything about the serial killer...”

“Its not a serial killer, pig, its war, and it has been raging for a couple months, thats it, thats what we know, happy now?”

Why no one tells him anything, Andrea should know something like that, he was tired and angry now, he kicked the car side, which startled one of them “Anything else?”

“I dont know, we were fleeing massacre to pick anything up, they smelled like fish tho... so there is that, let us go or charge us, whatever, we told you what we know”

He looked at them and then looked at Barry “Give me their guns”

Barry raised an eyebrow “uh, Johnson, why?”

“just shut up and give me!” he said as he looked at Barry going towards the car, grabbing the two pistols in a bag and then handing it to him, he grabs the pistols, carefully takes them , disassembles them and tosses the parts around into the dark of the place, placing the more gun like parts into a sewer close.

Barry approached “Look man I dont think destroying evidence is...”

“Barry, shut up, that is not evidence, nothing happened here other than a strange fire that caused this mess, alright? Nor you nor I want the fucking paperwork!”

“why?”

“Because I said so, thats why! We are not doing this bullshit now!” he did not want the precinct on his ass because of an incident of idiots.