Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

Y2K was a supposed computer virus that would wipe out everything electronically, sending us back to a state that resembled the Stone Age. Most assumed people wouldn’t be able to survive eventually wiping out mankind. While priests and rabbis were praying in their churches and synagouges, praying to their Gods, he was at a party.

Earlier that day:

"Police have identified the man to be Abdul Salim. He was arrested earlier today by 3 white police officers who beat him until Abdul could no longer breath, he was rushed to the local hospital where he was diagnosed with internal injuries so severe he died of complications due to heavy blood loss. Syrian supremists soon began to riot in downtown Manhattan. SWAT teams arrived and tried to restore order, but when all else failed they gassed the crowd and the groups fled. Chief of police Desmond Marx had this to say."

"Today should have been a joyous day and sadly this was not the case. I am eternally sorry for what has transpired. The 3 men have been discharged and are currently in our custody until further notice."

"That is all Chief Marx had to say about today's events, we may or may not have any new information later on today. Roy got anything to add?"

"Well Stacy, I'd just like to add that we have our deepest sympathies to Abdul's family. And that about wraps up our morning coverage, be back at 5 for our look at how Y2K may in fact be a hoax after all. We here at KCAL wish you a happy afternoon, this is Roy Marsh saying goodbye."

Flick goes to the color TV. Joseph Yamin, a 26 year old police officer at the time. It was 11:24am and he was already late for work. As usual he ate, took a shower and got dressed for work. It was now 12:01pm. Traffic had prolonged his lateness, by the time he reached the 35^th Precinct it would be 1:07pm. He was 3 hours late. Desmond Marx, his boss, had wanted him in his office ASAP. He was not happy, not one bit. "Do you realise what time it is Joe?" he asked him.

"Yes sir," looking at the clock, "it's 1:11pm."

"Joseph we here at the 35^th Precinct are never late. You sir are not. You're 3 hours late, that is practically a minute late for half the year it's-"

Cutting him off he said, "Actually it's 180 days sir."

"Oh a wise guy huh, do you know what happens to wise guys Joey?"

"I have no-”

Cutting him off he told Joeseph, "They are embarrassed out in public, stripped of their duties and sometimes beaten until their life is grasping for salvation. Now you get your a*s in a patrol car and do something for the next 12 hours!"

"But sir I get off at 8, and it's the New Year."

"Not when your late dumbass, now move!" he roared.

10 hours later approximately 11:00pm. By this time he had been bored outta his damn mind. Joey was missing the party of the century. His best friend Rick Daedalus, they had been friends for years, told him he had 3 very special ladies for him to meet. And here he was, patrolling. What was gonna happen, everyone in their right mind was out partying, or in some cases hiding.

An hour Earlier 10:00pm :

Home of the Occult, Brooklyn, New York.

"So all is going according to plan than?"

"Yes grandmaster Daedalus.”

"The girls, they are ready?"

"Not yet, your friend, is he here yet?"

"He can not make it, police duties.”

"Ahh, then let me do it, we only have a hour an a half."

"No! We must remain pure, if the dark one is too appear tonight, all must go according to plan. I have arranged for another to lay with one of them."

"Grandmaster?!? He is trustworthy?"

"Do you dare question me Maven?"

"Not at all my lord, I just hope the dark one appreciates our sacrifices."

"He shall Maven, he shall."

"Grandmaster Daedalus."

"Oh Mideon, what is it?"

"Sources indicate we are wrong, the one woman, Susan, she's actually a w***e by the street name of Candii. She is not pure, we must find another, yet we have so little time, we may not be able to accomplish what the dark one asks of us. We are not worthy. May he have mercy on our-" In the middle of Mideon's sentence he feels a sharp sensation near his abdomen, as he looks down, "Si..sir, why? What have you done?" asks Mideon as he coughs up blood followed by a second sharp sensation as the knife is taken out and sheathed. As Mideon drops to the floor, Daedalus warns his followers to not cross him.

"What Brother Mideon thought to be true is in fact a lie. Susan is my blood relative, she is NOT a w***e, for the love of Satan she's just turned 18."

"Sir?" Maven asks.

"Yes Maven?"

"I do not impeach on your authority but what if Brother Mideon is correct?"

Daedalus thinks long and hard before answering, "Then all of our efforts will have been in vain."

11:21pm 6^th and Province, a tip is called in that a party is too loud and that there maybe underage drinking.

"-dispatch, are there any officers in the vacinity?"

Joseph sits there long and hard thinking, he can't go to break up a party he was invited to, on the other hand, he can't let someone break up said party so he answers, "This is Officer Yamin, I'm at 6^th and Jordan, I'm a few blocks away. I'll go."

"Thank you Officer Yamin." says the operator.

Reviews

[Donovan "Grey Wolf" Go..]

its cool but mad confussing who's talking.

[karmic]

This was pretty good, but there one thing. Through most of the story i was confused on who was talking. Other then that the storyline seems good so far. I read this before, but i read it before it was redone. When are you going to post chapter2?

[SMKM]

I had to redo the entire thing, I was heading in a bad direction so instead of the story being told from Joseph's PoV, its now in 3rd Person ^_^