Sins of Chaos : Seeking Justice by scongrove |
Previously . . . When widespread reports of gruesome attacks on homeless victims, and local residents sweep across Berkeley California and the San Francisco Bay area, two local human detectives are desperate to catch whoever is responsible for the disturbing and heinous crimes. When they question Zeke Rizzo—who is a Breedline, born with the curse of a sin-eater, and owner of the Cat Club—about a woman they’d found brutally murdered near his bar, one of Zeke’s bouncers recognizes the victim after Detective Perkins shares her photo from social media. He also confirms the victim left the bar around midnight with a guy that oddly resembled the famous actor, Jason Momoa. Before the detectives leave, Zeke gives them a copy of the bar’s video surveillance, hoping it would help with their investigation. As the detectives exit the club, Zeke found himself confronted by a beautiful woman he’d saw earlier hanging out in the VIP section with an older gentleman. After introducing herself as Callisto and that she was every man’s dream, she asked him to spend the night with her. Zeke refused her proposition, but she was not the type to take no for an answer, and grabbed his arm. At the same time he realized she was not human and craved human blood, he got a glimpse into her past, using his sin-eater skills. What he saw nearly brought him to his knees. She’d been trapped alive for years in some kind of sarcophagus. At the same time Zeke questioned her about his vision, Callisto’s brother, Apollyon, interrupted their conversation and warned Zeke to keep his sister’s past to himself. When the detectives find another body with the same MO, they contact Zeke before they head back to his bar for more questions. As they arrive, Zeke found himself caught off guard by Apollyon, who was furious after he found out Zeke spoke to the detectives and cut his throat just as his head of security, Yelena, and the detectives walked in, witnessing everything. Before Apollyon used his powers and disappeared, he took Yelena with him. While the detectives question Zeke after he mysteriously heals, he refuses to answer their questions and leaves them clueless to what they’d just encountered. As they report to another crime scene, they discover another suspect after reviewing the surveillance video. Their next step was to visit the owner of several popular bars in the area who happened to be Detectives Manuel Sanchez’s nephew, Nathan Gage, hoping he could help identify the suspects. When they arrive at the bar, and explain to the owner what they have discovered, asking him if he’d take a look at the video they retrieved from the crime scene, Nathan becomes worried. He knew something his Uncle Sanchez wasn’t aware of. Not only was Nathan a Breedline, he knew his uncle was born with the same genetics but it was kept a secret. Now, he was faced with a difficult decision. In order to keep his uncle safe, he would have to go against the Breedline law and tell him everything. Meanwhile, Anna is looking forward to a fun night out after Helen invited her to a bachelorette party at a popular club which happens to be the same bar the detectives are at. As she waits for Helen to find a table, Anna takes a seat at the crowded bar next to a gorgeous man named Apollyon. When they carry on a conversation, she becomes mysteriously drawn to him. When he asks her to skip the party and leave with him, they are approached by two strange men. When they push themselves on Anna, she tells them she’s not interested. But they are not the type to take no for an answer, and become threatening to her. As they forcefully grab her arm, Apollyon’s anger boils out of control. In a heated fury, he punches the guy, nearly knocking his head completely off his body. Witnessing the horrific incident, the crowded bar erupts into chaos, and Apollyon vanishes into thin air. As Detective Sanchez and his partner take over the crime scene, they discover two witnesses by the victim, Dr. Helen Carrington and her friend Anna. While the detectives wait for backup, they ask Helen and Anna to stop by the police station to give a statement. Before the detectives leave the bar, Detective Manuel Sanchez surprisingly gets a call from Zeke Rizzo asking Manuel and his partner to meet him at his bar. With the permission of the Breedline council, they agree to bring both detectives to the Covenant to explain everything they know about the supernatural trio they are looking for, including everything about the Breedline. Continued . . . Tim crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. The others stood back in the library, waiting for him to speak. Downstairs in the basement, Valkin Steele and his men were in lockdown and heavily guarded. Corbin Azzo and Fredrick Mercier—both Breedline traitors—were placed in separate confinement waiting to face the council for their betrayal. “I know our laws forbid us to reveal our species to humans, but as you already know,” Tim paused and looked between Jace and Jem, acknowledging the fact that their adoptive human parents were aware of the Breedline species, “sometimes, we are left with no choice in certain cases.” He cleared his throat. “And this is one of them.” He looked at Tessa as she stepped forward to take over. “As your queen, I am prepared to disclose our species to the detectives that will be arriving with Zeke Rizzo. They should be here any minute. It has come to our attention that Detective Manuel Sanchez was born half Breedline, but has no knowledge of his lineage. Although Detective Frank Perkins is a human, both of them have witnessed more than any person in their right mind could possibly process.” Her tone was edged with sympathy. “After discussing this with our council and taking in account all the risks involved, we have come to an agreement that’s in our best interest. We have decided to develop a partnership with them. Does anyone here disagree with our decision?” And then she added, “Remember, your voice matters.” Tessa searched the room in anticipation for someone to speak out in protest. When everyone remained silent, she nodded and said, “So be it. The decision has been made.” Voices coming from downstairs caught their attention. They left the library and went downstairs in a group. As they stepped into the foyer, Bruce Carmichael stood in front of Zeke Rizzo, and Detective Manuel Sanchez and his partner, Detective Frank Perkins. Tim could feel their astonishment by the looks on their faces. For a moment, Detective Sanchez was utterly immobilized, caught between wanting to scream and slap himself awake. After Zeke had explained to him and his partner about the Breedline species and that his father—who’d abandoned him at birth—had passed on the same bloodline, Manuel thought the whole situation was just a damn nightmare. But at least they finally had answers to all bizarre things that had been happening in the city, especially the vampire-like creatures they were after. He jumped as the door behind him abruptly opened and closed. When Manuel looked back, he was convinced that he was hallucinating. There were nine of the meanest, biggest bastards he’d ever seen. Their stares made Manuel feel like a bug under glass or a slab of meat about to be carved up. A big hand landed on his shoulder the size of a catcher’s mitt and leaned in. “Welcome to our abode, Detectives. My name is Drakon Hexus.” Manuel and Frank looked up. The guy stood at least six-feet-seven with a black Mohawk and had some kind of marking—was that a tattoo on his neck? Both detectives took a few steps back. Frank dragged in some air. “T-thanks,” he stuttered his words. Manuel nodded in complete silence. Drakon formally introduced Lieutenant Colonel Deshazo and his Special Ops team, and Roman and his crew. Then, stunning, electric purple eyes caught Manuel’s attention. They had to be colored contacts, he thought. No one really had that color of eyes. Major Wyckoff extended his hand out to Manuel. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Detective,” he said in a deep baritone. Manuel slightly hesitated before he took his hand. “Nice to meet you too,” he said to the guy with purple eyes. “I’m Detective Manuel Sanchez, and this is my partner, Detective Frank Perkins.” After Wyckoff shook hands with Detective Sanchez, he offered his giant palm to Detective Perkins. The others clustered around and took turns greeting them. Manuel’s mouth flapped open as Helen and Anna came forward. Frank appeared just as surprised as his partner. When Anna caught Zeke’s attention, he found it hard to take his eyes off her. He felt an odd, but familiar feeling stirring in his chest. He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent, so clean and fresh, with a slight hint of citrus. Opening his lids, he glanced over her body and realized he would kill any member of his sex who tried to touch her, be with her, or love her. His feelings for Yelena had betrayed him. But . . . why? And then one powerful word echoed in Zeke’s head. Beloved. Anna shifted her focus on Zeke and stared into his electric blue eyes. Suddenly, she felt breathless in his presence and found that she couldn’t think, much less speak. Feeling the raw, somewhat alluring power of his body, she tried to catch her breath as the unfamiliar emotions constricted her chest. As Helen stepped forward to greet the detectives, her movement brought Anna back to reality. “It’s good to see you again, Detective Sanchez,” Helen said with her hand extended. “Of course, considering the first time, the circumstances are much better.” He shook her hand. “Yes, I agree, Dr. Carrington.” “Please, call me Helen.” “I-I don’t believe it,” Frank said, sounding tongue-tied. “Y-you’re one of them?” Helen lightly chuckled. “Don’t look so shocked, Detective Perkins. Our kind is everywhere.” Frank blew out his breath. “Unbelievable.” “I guess there’s no need for you and Ms. Saeni to stop by the station for further questioning,” Manuel said, crossing his arms. “It looks like we’re about to get more than what we bargained for.” Tim cleared his throat. “Detectives, I’d like to introduce our queen, Tessa Chamberlain.” Manuel watched as a petite woman stepped forward. Her face was delicate, and her eyes were the rarest color he’d ever seen. They had the intensity of the finest green gemstones. Tessa extended her hand to Frank. “Hello, gentlemen,” she said softly. “Thank you for accepting our invitation. I’m sure you have a lot of questions.” He didn’t move; he barely breathed. All Frank did was stare at her. This was unreal, he thought. And then his partner nudged his arm, bringing him back to focus. Frank flinched. He let out a long breath as if all the oxygen in his body were being expelled and reached out with a trembling hand. He noticed that she wore a ruby ring on her left hand. “It’s my pleasure, Mrs. Chamberlain.” “Please,” Tessa said, smiling at Frank. “Call me Tessa.” As Tessa came forward with her hand outstretched to Manuel, he felt like he should bow. Instead, he offered her a lopsided grin and shook her hand. There was an awkward silence. Manuel looked away from Tessa to the two men standing next to her. They looked identical. Both had long blond hair and pale blue eyes. One of them extended his hand. “I’m Jace,” he said in a raspy voice, “Tessa’s husband.” Manuel looked back and forth between the two men, appearing confused like he’d just stepped into the Twilight Zone. “Hello, Jace,” Manuel finally said, reaching for his hand. Jace put his hand on Jem’s shoulder and said, “This is my twin brother, Jem.” “Gentlemen,” Jem said. He shook Manuel’s hand, and then extended it to Frank. “It’s nice to meet you both.” Frank looked at Tessa and shrugged. “Is it true? Can you really shift into a . . . wolf?” Tessa nodded and started talking, telling Frank and Manuel things they couldn’t believe. When she fell silent, the detectives could only stare at her. Manuel’s instincts were telling him that she wasn’t lying. But it was all just too hard to accept. Manuel shook his head, wishing he had a drink. “It’s so hard for me to comprehend all this.” “I’m sure it is,” Tessa said. “Trust me, I know how you feel.” “Can you bite someone and turn them into a wolf?” Frank queried. “It doesn’t work that way,” Jace chimed in. “You’re either born our kind, or you’re not.” “You must be born an identical twin to be able to shift,” Jem told them. He turned to Tessa and winked. “For most of us, anyway,” he added. Since Tessa and Steven were fraternal twins, the unexplainable reason why she could shift was still a mystery to them all. Manuel’s shoulders sagged. “So you’re telling me I’m not going to . . . turn?” Tessa shook her head, and Manuel looked disappointed. “What about the murders in the city?” Frank asked. “I mean . . . the ones responsible. What are they?” “They’re a combination of supernatural beings,” Tim said. “They were genetically engineered in Dr. Hans Autenburg’s lab years ago. Valkin Steele was funding the physician’s research.” “The only thing I’m interested in,” Manuel spoke harshly, “is how we can destroy them.” Tessa sighed. “So far, we haven’t been able to solve that mystery. But we do know that we’re dealing with three creatures. Years ago, Dr. Autenburg placed three separate eggs from mixed species inside a succubus using his own DNA. They were born fraternal triplets, one male and two females and very powerful.” “What type of species are you talking about?” Manuel asked, the cop in him coming out. “Yeah,” Frank said. “And what’s a succubus?” “A Breedline, an Adalwolf, a Wicca, and of course they inherited the succubus side from their mother. A succubus is like,” Tessa briefly hesitated, “a vampire, except they’re alive. They need blood from a Breedline to survive. Tim and Jem’s bonded mates are half-succubus.” Frank’s eyes widened. Good god, he thought. “It’s okay, Frank,” Tessa giggled. “They’re part of our family.” He nodded and looked relieved. “What about the other species?” Manuel questioned further. “I know what a Wicca is, but I’ve never heard of an Adalwolf.” Tessa smiled. “An Adalwolf is a species that has the power to shift from their human form into a creature twice the size, resembling half man and half wolf. They are born with super-strength and can move from one place to another with supernatural speed. With the ability to regenerate their own cells, an Adalwolf will stop aging at thirty. My fraternal twin brother Steven is part Breedline and Adalwolf.” She turned toward Roman and said, “Mr. Roman Kincaid is also an Adalwolf.” Manuel and Frank immediately turned to Roman, who said, “Don’t worry guys. I’m loyal to the Covenant.” “As I was saying,” Tessa continued. “The male who Dr. Autenburg created is called Apollyon. He has the power of teleportation and the strength of ten men. The female named Electra has the power of conduction. She can transfer electrical currents from the inside of her body and use it as a weapon. The other female is called Callisto. She was born a shield with the ability to create an invisible barrier around her and other objects for protection. And According to Mr. Steele, the creatures are called the Fury.” Manuel’s brows furrowed. “Geez,” he said releasing a deep breath. Frickin’ vampires, he thought. “Why haven’t we heard from them before? If they need human blood to survive, where in the hell have they been all this time?” “For years, they’ve been locked up in some kind of comatose,” Tessa explained. “Apparently Dr. Autenburg couldn’t control their behavior as they grew stronger. Their unruly defiance and unstoppable lust for human blood had to end, so the physician was left with no other choice.” “That explains a lot,” Frank said as he looked to Manuel. “Now we know why our guy looks like the prince of darkness. At least we know we’re not losing our minds.” “I’m not so sure about that,” Manuel grumbled. “Before this is over, I may lose my sanity yet.” Jace wrapped his arm around Tessa and shook his head. “I won’t lie to you, Detective. Living in our world will make you a little crazy at times.” “How the hell did Dr. Autenburg’s creatures manage to get free?” Zeke chimed into the conversation for the first time. Tessa shrugged. “That’s the million-dollar question.” “We do have one thing to go on,” Tim interjected. “One crucial piece of information that Steele shared on these particular creatures was a symbol. He said it has something to do with them awakening from their deep state of unconsciousness. And the symbol represents immortality.” “Wait a minute,” Zeke blurted. “This symbol you’re talking about, is it in the shape of a trefoil knot?” “Yes.” Tessa nodded. “Why do you ask?” “Because I’ve seen it before,” Zeke said. “I saw a ring on Apollyon’s finger with that particular symbol on it, and his sister Callisto had a pendant around her neck of the same thing.” “That could be the answer,” Jem pointed out. “Maybe it’s got something to do with how they woke from their slumber.” “There’s one way to find out,” Drakon said abruptly. “How in the hell are we supposed to do that?” Jace snorted. “We can’t just walk up to the guy and pluck it off his finger.” “No, but I may know a way to remove Callisto’s necklace from her throat,” Zeke declared. Jace arched a brow. “How?” “A few weeks ago, she cornered me at my bar and tried to get me to take her home,” Zeke told them, rubbing his face with his hand. Jace smirked and batted his brows. “I’m sure it wouldn’t be difficult for me to get her alone,” Zeke continued. “But I don’t know how I’m going to lure her back to the bar. I made it clear to her and her brother not to come back. I feel like I’m the cause of Yelena’s abduction.” He put his hands on his hips and stared at the floor as if disgusted with himself. “Stop beating yourself up, Zeke,” Manuel said. “It’s not your fault.” Frank stepped forward and offered him a sympathetic smile. “I swear, Mr. Rizzo, we’ll do everything we can to help get her back.” “We could put on a show at one of Nate’s clubs,” Jem suggested, changing the subject. “It would bring in a lot of people.” Zeke’s head snapped back up. Jace grinned. “Yeah, it would be like ringing a dinner bell to an all-you-can-eat buffet.” Tessa shot him a look that said without words that she disapproved of his statement. Jace shrugged his shoulders and silently mouthed, Sorry. “That’s not a bad idea,” Tim said, with his eyes focused on Jem. “Nate’s big on advertising his entertainment. This could be our only way to draw the Fury’s attention. Since you’re going to be the main attraction, I’ll leave it up to you two to set this up with Nate.” Jem nodded, and Jace said, “We’re on it.” “I want everyone to be ready,” Tim said. “This is going to end in battle. And it will be bloody.” “I’m good with that,” Detective Perkins said evenly like they were talking about nothing more than showing up for a concert. “Are you sure?” Tim asked. “No offense, but since you’re human, are you prepared to fight against supernatural beings?” “Yes.” There was a long exhale. “My job is to protect the innocent. I’m going.” The response was immediate from the others. “I’m in,” said Casey. “Sign me up,” Kyle chimed in. Drakon arched a brow. “I’m ready.” Respect rolled through Manuel’s chest as he and everyone else nodded in agreement. And then he looked between Jace and Jem. “So you two play at my nephew’s club?” “Yeah,” Jace said. “Nate’s a good friend of ours.” “Is he a—” “Breedline?” Jace finished Manuel’s sentence before he could get the word out. “Yes. He’s the one that called us. Nate wanted to tell you, but he figured hearing it from Tessa sounded less insane. Plus, he was worried about you since you and Detective Perkins were investigating all those murders.” “He did the right thing, Manuel,” Tessa said. Manuel nodded. “Yeah, he did. I’ll have to thank him later.” He let out a deep breath. “Tell me, what’s the name of your band?” “Chaos,” Jace told him. “I recall Nate mentioning that name,” Manuel said. “He told us you guys draw in the biggest crowds.” Jace stepped forward and clapped Manuel on the back. “The man doesn’t lie. We definitely kick some ass. I think you’ll become a fan.” Manuel smirked and rolled his eyes. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m more of a Frank Sinatra type of guy. Jace chuckled. “Hey, there’s nothing wrong with that. Gotta love ‘Ol’ Blue Eyes.’” To be continued . . .
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