Chapter 3: Two Titans Emerge
Sirens wailed through the neon-lit canyons of Los Angeles as police cars raced down the bustling highway.
The criminal's getaway vehicle, sleek, black and riddled with gunshots dodged between lanes, leaving a trail of flashing brake lights.
The cityscape of towering buildings served as a dramatic backdrop as the pursuit unfolded under the flickering glow of streetlights.
Tires screeched, gunshots echoed out, along with the screams of pedestrians, and the pursuit intensified against the urban symphony, echoing the relentless heartbeat of a high-stakes chase through the sprawling metropolis.
Giving chase, two police cars raced against time, and in one of them, a beautiful blonde haired woman wearing a black leather jacket was halfway out through the window of the car and continuously aimed towards the escaping getaway vehicle and fired shots.
Seated in the driver's seat, was a handsome dark haired young British man in a three piece suit with an evil smirk on his face.
"Lucifer we gotta catch up. They're going to get away!".
She re entered her car and pressured her partner with urgency.
"Patience, Detective. Good things come to those who wait.."
Flashing her a small smirk, he suddenly pressed his foot on the accelerator, speeding up even further and eventually leaving the second police car in the dust.
As they branched into a highway, two criminals suddenly lowered their windows and pushed themselves through and began firing towards the police car.
*BANG!* *BANG!*
A flurry of gunshots reverberated, as the police car manuevered, switching lanes, and trying to avoid the onslaught.
Speeding up even more, they quickly caught up to the getaway vehicle, to which the beautiful blonde haired woman instantly fired out, shooting one of the criminals in the shoulder, as his injured body fell out of the car through the window and smashed onto the ground, rolling and summersaulting like a tire on the road.
"Bullseye, Detective. Well done."
The handsome British man praised, as the beautiful blonde woman smiled and began aiming towards the getaway vehicle.
"Fuck!!"
Roaring out in a rage, one of robbers furiously pulled off his mask, revealing the face of a blonde haired middle aged man.
Aiming his gun towards the police car, he fired multiple shots towards it, going for the tires instantly.
"Bloody Hell.."
With the speed that the car was moving at, the moment the tires were destroyed, the handsome British man instantly lost control, as it somersaulted, rolling several times in the air, backed by insane momentum.
While the circumstance was a sure death experience for absolutely anyone, the handsome British man clearly didn't feel like it today.
As if time slowed down in his eyes, he quickly unbuckled the seat belts on the body and the body of the blonde haired woman who seemed frozen in time, before he grabbed her by the hand, kicked the door of the car with immense force, causing it to shoot into the distance.
Without hesitation he jumped out of the vehicle with the woman in tow, carefully shielding her body from the broken shards of glass.
*BANG!*
The car smashed into the ground with immense force, and cramped like paper, before skidding a few meters away.
Meanwhile, the beautiful blonde haired detective opened her eyes in shock and fear, only to find herself atop the body of the handsome British man.
"Quite the compromising position, don't you think, Detective. It's quite the shame we aren't somewhere... private."
The smirk and his face and his words instantly drew her out of her reverie as she quickly arose and looked around, taking in a deep breath and breathing out as heavily as she could.
"Yes, let it all out, Detective.
And yes, now that all of this is over why don't we go talk about our next course of action over some drinks.."
She instantly flashed an annoyed and disturbed glare towards the British man, who had a smirk on his face, and was completely insensitive about the fact that they had nearly died.
She was about to scold him when the other cop car finally pulled over and a handsome well built detective with neat short dark hair rushed out towards them.
"You okay Chloe?"
He quickly checked her to see if she was fine, and then asked with a worried expression.
"It's alright, Dan. I'm fine. Things got a little troublesome, but Lucifer and I made it out on time."
She patted his shoulder and nodded as she spoke with seriousness.
"Ah, Detective Douche. Late as always. You know, they say, slow and steady wins the race, but I'm afraid not, in your case."
The handsome British man quickly came over with a quip and a small smirk, earning him a glare from the two Detectives.
"Seriously, you're still working with this idiot?"
The male detective, Dan, insanely held back the urge to punch the tight lipped British man in the face, as he asked with an annoyed glare.
"I'm sorry. The Lieutenant named him consultant for the LAPD, so I'm stuck with him."
The beautiful female detective, Chloe, sighed, as she apologetically spoke to Dan.
"She's right. And she might not admit it, but she loves working with me, as much as I do. It's like we're a match made in Heaven...or Hell... whichever you prefer."
The handsome British man, Lucifer, smirked and instantly Chloe signalled towards Dan, as he released the fist he nearly hurled out.
"Lucifer, this isn't the time for your jokes."
She scolded, as he raised a brow.
"Anyway, were you able to identify any of the targets?"
Clearing her throat, Chloe looked towards Dan, who handed over a file containing several documents.
"The drones were able to get a full and clear shot on one of the targets. Some Anthony Morgan, 51. Apparently, he used to work for the Aurelian Consortium."
Dan provided specific details of the case as Chloe and Lucifer listened attentively.
"The Aurelian Consortium? Isn't that like the richest Company in the World? This doesn't make any sense, why would Morgan choose to steal from a bank if he was well off before?"
Chloe furrowed her brows, in deep thought. Her instincts were screaming at her on the inside. Perhaps this wasnt a simple bank robbing case, like she thought.
"Anyway, we put out a BOLO for him, and the higher ups want us to close the case immediately we get our hands on Morgan."
Dan spoke with a nod, as Chloe clenched her jaws in anger. The LAPD was a corrupt organisation that bent and submitted itself to will of Politicians and Wealthy Organisations. Rather than solving the cases and finding out the real perpetrators, most cases were simply covered up.
Naturally, she wanted to bring about a change in the system, however she was only one person against an organisation, what could she possibly do?
"They want us to close the case as soon as we get out hands on Morgan? What if there's something going on, hidden underneath all of this, Dan."
She asked with clenched fists as Dan sighed.
"If there is something going on, it's none of our business, Chloe. We do what we're told. Don't go out on your own, just like what you did with Palmetto. Stay put. We put out a BOLO for Morgan, and we'll receive reports soon. We just gotta wait.."
Dan finished his statement with a deep breath while Chloe shook her head.
"Well, excuse me. I'll leave you two to it, while I go get myself a drink."
Waving towards the both of them, Lucifer turned around and left with a smile, while Dan followed, leaving Chloe by herself, clearly disturbed.
•••••
Later that day...
Within a rather large penthouse, two able bodied men, dragged the nearly unconscious, ragged and bloodied body of a middle aged man to large beautiful room, well decorated with precious stones.
*Aaghh!*
The two men inhumanely forced the man to his feet and then smashed his legs in painfully, as the man dropped to his knees amidst screams of pain.
"Well, well, well. Look who decided to bask in the glory of my presence --- the audacious mongrel who dared to pilfer from the coffers of my empire..."
Seated and basking in the glow of the moonlight with a glass of wine in hand, an incredibly handsome young man, with short golden hair, dressed in an unbottoned pure white shirt with golden cuffs, that revealed his toned body underneath and the red tattoos on his body.
His beautiful red irises were breathtaking, his nose straight and tall, his lips, thin and pink. All these features coupled with a spotlessly white skin and a flawlessly chiseled jawline, the young man could only be described as devilishly handsome, unfit to be judged by the world's standards.
"I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to steal."
The man could only raise his head and plead for help, however he cowered, watching those soulless irises peer into his soul.
"You dare feast your eyes upon me, you mongrel?"
*SLASH!*
Before the man could even react, a flesh rending sound reverberated, followed by a scream of pain, as the entire left arm of the man fell to the ground, completely cleaved off as blood spurted to madly.
"I would refrain from looking at me, if I were in your shoes, now explain yourself wretch, otherwise, my blade would not miss your heart for the second time."
The man's commanding tone caused the two body guards holding the man to shiver and sweat profusely, as if they were standing in the presence of a mighty God, rather than a human.
"I needed the money. I owed a debt to the Italian mob. I had to pay back!! Please let me go!!! I beg you!!"
It was quite surreal to see a grown man cry and beg for his life in such a manner, however, the handsome young man was unmoved.
"Pilfering from my coffers was not enough, you decided to steal from a bank and in so doing, took innocent lives.. even I dont know whether to be disgusted or annoyed.
What even amuses me, is the fact that you thought you could escape my grasp. You humans never cease to amaze me, but let me tell you something, mongrel.
No one, born in Heaven or on Earth can ever escape the grasp of the King of Heroes."
The golden haired handsome man leaned in on his seat, and laughed arrogantly, as the hearts of everyone present shook.
"Please forgive me!! I'll do anything!! Anything!! Please!!!"
The man begged for his life, however the handsome youth merely sat in silence, amused by the scene playing out in front of me.
"As it stands, mongrel. Your death is already certain. Consider it your fate for crossing path with the king of Heroes, now die!".
*SLASH!!*
The next words from the handsome man, caused the hearts of the man to sink into despair. The next moment, the flesh rending sound reverberated, as the dead body of the man dropped to the ground, in a pool of his own blood, with his eyes still opened and filled with hope, as the light of life slowly disappeared.
After insta killing the man, the young handsome man stood up, stretched his back lazily and walked out of the lounge with his hands in his pockets and small smile on his face, bypassing the two guards who were soaked in blood and completely terrified.
A/N: Damn it ain't easy writing chapters for this fic. The least amount of time I've spent for a chapter is three hours😭. Luckily I'm on a vacation and have a lot of time on my hands. Stay tuned for more, and don't forget to comment, review and donate.
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