Officer Trehorn was still a rookie, fresh from the academy and ready to make a difference. Deeply entrenched in the mire of public servant propaganda, William couldn't wait to shake down his first drug dealer. Tonight he would get his chance, all these little underground dance parties had drugs. His supervisor had tipped him to the area he should patrol, sending two other squads to case the area. All Willie had to do was confirm that the party was in progress, and then the paddie wagons would roll in. He was excited about getting first shot at entry, that meant he could make choice arrests before his brothers made it inside. Arriving on the scene he parked his squad behind a couple of cars, boxing them in and preventing them from leaving. Willie got out of the squad and popped the trunk, from which he retrieved his vest and handful of plastic hand ties. After that he headed for the back dock of the fish hatchery, finding a side door slightly ajar Willie radioed in that he had penetration and entered the hatchery. The dark interior gave Willie a shiver as he swept the room with his MAG light, shadows grew and shrank giving the appearance of monsters leering at him from behind crates and boxes. Willie continued to check from area to area, shutting his MAG light off as he heard voices from the next room.
Shell was on the cosmic trip of her life, she couldn't even feel her body as her dance partner swept her around the dance floor. The colored lights and loud pumping music took away her sense of equilibrium, as she hallucinated her partner's face changing slightly. His face became more sharp at the edges, and she swore his eyes had changed color from brown to silver. She was so out of it, that she didn't even protest once when her partner helped her into one of the back rooms outside of the tank where the rave was being held.
She continued not to notice anything was wrong, as the man who had danced with her removed her clothing piece by piece. As Shell finally peaked on her trip, the world slowly faded back into perspective as her body began to register the sensations of her lover's ministrations. She felt every bump of the man's tongue, as it lightly touched the skin just behind her ear on her neck. The tickling his lips left as they slowly kissed down her neck to her shoulder, while his hands slowly massaged her scalp. Shell shuddered in anticipation, as her lover slowly moved down to her chest and took one of her erect nipples in his mouth. The swirling of his tongue as it circled her areola, made Shell's head spin. Gasping with pleasure, she grabbed a handful of her lover's hair and tugged it lightly. Shell arched her back as she felt her lover slide her panties to the side, she moved her hands down to were the elastic band was and slid her panties down by her ankles. Her lover removed them for her, making Shell shiver with delight as his body was now in complete skin to skin contact with hers. She felt his erection press lightly against her thigh, while he continued to suck lightly on her nipple. His left hand made lazy circles, as he caressed the soft skin on her belly. His hand moved slowly, building the anticipation that was already swelling within Shell. The soft tickle his fingers left as they traced her curves, coming to rest on the crease of her hip. Shell spread her legs slightly and brought his face up to hers, kissing him deeply and passionately waiting to feel him touch her most private area.
Willie heard the two doormen talking amongst themselves, as he crept past them. He continued to shadow the wall, as he moved towards the sound of the loud dance music. He moved silently to the balcony railing, overlooking the party which was now in full swing.
Havier spotted the cop almost immediately, and spoke the code into his headset that signaled the other security members that the cops were here. He then made his way downstairs to the back room area to alert his cousin's "friends" that a raid was beginning. As Havier reached the bottom stair he heard the music stop, and shouting as the cops entered the building and began rushing the dance floor. He found the room that the dealers were supposed to be doing business out of, it was already empty and several naked young girls were passed out on the floor. Havier moved to the nearest one and began to shake her, he was not prepared as her head lulled slightly to the left exposing her throat. It had been ripped open, and a large section of what should have been her treachea had been removed with force.
It was then that Havier noticed the blood starting to pool around the bodies on the floor, running for the hall he fell to his knees and retched upon the floor.
Zerceese had heard the music stop, but was reluctant to leave his meal. He had just begun to feed upon her, as he had entered her from behind. The drugs that he and his brood had made were working perfectly, a mixture of LSD and the blood of his kin left his victims helpless to stop him. The LSD obviously left the victims in a vulnerable state, the blood aroused them and took away their inhibitions. Zerceese knew he could not leave her like this, the chance of infection and turning were too great. Gathering his victim in his arms he started for the door, moving like the wind and looking for a way out of the building.
Shell felt herself being lifted, and the soft feeling of downy fur. The drugs had her fully in a dream world, one of flashing lights and strange dreams. Willie came around the corner, and was confronted by a naked man carrying what looked to be a naked teenage girl.
Willie smiled at the man and pointed his revolver in his direction. "Hey dirtbag slumming this evening are we?" Zerceese growled and leapt at Willie, dropping Shell roughly to the floor. Willie fired three rounds, striking Zerceese twice in the chest and once in the arm. Zerceese's body splintered and burst into dust, shimmering in the air and the flashing lights. Willie bent down to examine the girl, she had taken one of the rounds that had over penetrated Zerceese's body. Willie began to dress the wound, wrapping it in a piece of tattered cloth that he ripped from his under shirt.
Zerceese's body began to reform again, and once more he stood behind the patrolman who had shot him. With a malicious grin Zerceese drove his fist through Willie's back, shattering his breastbone and ripping a piece of his spine through his chest. Willie fell to the floor convulsing violently, leaving Zerceese to take Shell to his lair.
