{Kyux} I Can't Save Everyone [Dream Evil]

[Gelatinous Cube]

Another day, another life.
That familiar feeling of butterflies and a fast beating heart was there again. It felt the same before saving somebody and reached a glorious inner crescendo as he improvised a rescue, and finally dwindled as he walked away from the scene.
Sometimes it was simple, other times it was complicated.
Simple just meant grabbing a woman before she got flattened by a bus.
Complicated usually involved large bald men with brawling scars, men in disguise cradling firearms in their hands, or even the naturally frightening beauty of a raging torrent of storm-water.

Blake Denmoor had walked away from one such complicated rescue today. There was more blood than usual, which left him a little shaken, but the bastard that had murdered a man and was about to carve out an innocent junkies (he'd snort self-righteous laughter at that later over a scotch) heart. He didn't play the morality game. If he saw you, he saved you.
Unless he couldn't, which had happened. Nothing jades a man more than failing the dying.

He could hear the sirens before he saw the cars. He thought of ducking into an alleyway or rushing inside the cover of a store, but he was too slow. Besides, he hardly stood out. With his stubble and shoulder length hair (only just starting to recede a little at the hairline), hooded jumper, jeans and sneakers, he was just another face in the crowd.
All for the best he supposed. It had kept him awake a few nights, thinking of all the recognition he missed out on.
But it just wouldn't do. He wasn't like any other blue-collar hero. He was abnormal and frightened of revealing his ability. It just couldn't be done.

Especially not with those dark figures shadowing him. Like the ghosts of 1930's movie stars Humphrey Bogart or James Cagney, with their trench coats and fedoras, casting dark cowls over their faces while their eyes shone like headlights through their mystery.
He just kept his head down and walked on, hoping she wasn't amongst the officers rushing to the scene.

[Kyux]

Abigeil Taylor. That was her name. She was a detective, the kind that nobody would ever guess she is a detective. She didin't wear anything too offical, just her normal, white buttoned top, with dark blue jeans that emphasized her feminine figure. Her hair, waist length, black and slightly curly was plaited in a long braid that hanged down her back. Her cat like eyes reminded the eyes of a lioness ready to pounce on her pray. And she was like that too, she was careful in her job, never letting people know she is there, and then just attack them when they will least expected it.

"Miss Taylor, There was a murdering event in St Jaques street, someone called us to check the crime scene." One of the officers turned to Abbigeil." Is there anyone there Officer?" She reassured. The officer shook his head and sighed. it wasn't the first time that something illegal was going onand the person who called the police wasn't there."Alright then, what're you waiting for officer? Call the others, I'll set to the road, catch up later." She said immpatinatly and as she grabbed her gun she ducked it to her belt and headed out to her black Suzuki motorcycle and hit the road to St Jaques.

"How can i find him?This is beyond anything I have ever saw.. Tch.. I must find him... I will find him, he can't be a ghost can he? Just another human being. and theres no human that can escape from me." She thought as she was getting to the place. After few minutes she arrived there, hearing few of the police cars comming her way. She looked around the area to see any suspects, but there was nothing but blood in the area. She took of her helmet and put it on her motorcycle. Quietly, she headed towards the crime scene, holding her gun near her face in case of an attack."...1....2....3!" She counted under her breathe and aimed to the place, seeing there was no one."Ahh shit." She sighed and gone out.

"Don';t bother going there officers, theres nobody there. Besides the corpse of the man of course." She said calmly and looked at the road, seeing a man in a hoddie walking with his face lowered."...Hmm.... Wait for me here." she ordered to the officers before walking after the man quietly, without him noticing."If thats you.. your going down!"

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Blake had stopped to get some coffee from a shopfront vendor. The kind of quaint, intimate service where the counter was practically on the curb. They made great coffee. and it always helped to calm the nerves.
"Thanks, Claudia," Blake said to the woman behind her counter. Having become something of a regular, Blake and Claudia had come to know one another on like acquaintances. It was his only real interaction. Something normal, something human.
He put a five dollar note down in front of her and told her to to keep the change.
Coffee, coffee, coffee...if it weren't for stress, there'd be none of this shit. Blake often let his bemused, disjointed thoughts run freely in his own head. Kept him from thinking too much about other things. Bury it down, because nobody is going to want to dig that shit up.

He lit a cigarette and placed in the corner of his mouth. Yeah, it was a bad habit, so fucking what? It wasn't like he also made a bad habit out of kicking puppies to death or selling newborns for crack money.
Though that was another thought he was quick to dismiss.
His only real thought as he drank his coffee and smoked his cigarette was of her. That passively antagonistic detective that seemed to spy something off about him.
He'd take it a lot harder than he did if he didn't realize that it must make her a damn good detective; it made him glad she was protecting the city.
Funny how life throws us backhanded appreciation like that, if only more people could stop and think enough about it to actually come to terms with it.

She never did anything outright hostile, such actions would get her into a lot of trouble, but she made sure that Blake knew he was being watched. He wouldn't put it past her to have done some sort of off-the-record surveillance on him. She seemed like just the kind of hard-assed, up-tight bitch who would go that far.
There goes that attitude again.

[Kyux]

Abigeil saw the man drinking coffe. She sat down near the coffe stand and waited. She waited untill He would finish and she could go to "Claudia" So she herd that its the womans name, would mabye tell her whats his full name and she could end this unstopable search for the man who gets to the crime scenes before her.after a few minutes she decided not to waste time and headed to the counter."Hello, One Capuccino without sugar please." she ordered and smiled to Claudia waiting for her order. When she got it she sat behind the man she suspcted to be the one she's been searching for.

Opening a book she pretented to read "Gone wWith The wind", By Margaret Mitchel, she glanced at him from time to time to study his movements, gestures, and facial expressions whenever she got the chance to see his face." Hmm.. Wears a hoodie... thats not a first.. He is young.." She examined his body and wear."What does he has to do with these crime scenes in this age?... Mabye he is somehow related to one of the criminals? Mabye he is one of the criminals... But then again why would he help the people ... I just can't put my finger on it." she sighed and waited for him to leave.

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There was something about sitting on a bench and watching the world go by that Blake found comforting. For a little while he could sit and watch people who didn't need anything from him. People who were happy, sad, pensive or carefree. It didn't matter, they all sat on the same comfortable little level.
He drank his coffee in slow and measured sips. If he had the time, he was going to enjoy it.
He had once seen a counselor when he was younger who had told him of a thing called mindfulness. It was easy once you started, but everybody seemed to overlook it. It helped calm the nerves, and working in conjunction with coffee, he felt himself very relaxed.

Though it was short-lived.
He got that old feeling, like he was about to receive another vision. It never always happened that way, but he forgot all about his coffee and his cigarette in an instant.
Sometimes the feeling walked the line between a vision and innate premonition. He just didn't feel right, and it all had to do with someone sitting behind him. He took a glance behind to see who it was.
Sure enough.
Give me a fucking breeeeaaaak! He moaned internally, trying to appear outwardly nonchalant.
He crushed out his half-smoked cigarette and downed the rest of his coffee in a quick two gulps. He tossed them both in the trash and made to get away. His steps were measured, but not desperate.
He couldn't be pinned with anything, but the more she hounded him, the more she would work away at his alibis.
They were already starting to wear thin.

[Kyux]

" Hmm, does he knows me? How can that be possible.." She looked at him and saw him leaving. his steps were fast and she smiled a little in victory. She got up and walked to Claudia."Excuse me Miss, can you please tell me the name of the guy who just left? The one with the hoddie, shoulder length hair, blue jeans and sneakers?". Abigeil questioned Claudia and showed her her badge." Don't tell him i asked you tho, he is a suspect. She waited for the womans anser."Im going to get you, finally!"" she grinned. Having his name ment knowing who he is, it ment she could capture him and ask how he knew these events will take place, and how did he know where and when. He could be a great use for her and the police.

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I save lives almost daily...and this is what I get? He couldn't help but let it get under his skin. He carried around so much stress he was probably going to die middle-aged of heart failure.
Was he selfish to want to give it all up? He did what he could with little to no return.
In fact, the only return he got was the scrutiny of a psychopath cop, and he hardly appreciated that.
Wait a second...why was he taking it? She couldn't pin any of it on him. Police work was about evidences, not hunches.

He weighed it all up and took time to convince himself into the confrontation. He hated to start a fight, but often find himself in the middle of a heated situation, and not the kind that involved a naked woman and satin sheets.
He stopped abruptly and turned on his heel, facing her directly and looking at her eyes.
They were so sharp and determined that he felt a little of his initial valor pail, but nevertheless stood his ground and tried not to sound like he was taking a chance.
"I'm sorry," he began almost indignantly, "Do you have any reason in particular for following me?"

[Kyux]

Abigeils attention turned to him. She looked at him quiet surprised at first but after only moments she smiled a little."Was I really that clear...?" She shook her head off that thought and looked at him."Well you see sir, I'm a detective, and well, about the 20 last cases I've had, you were involved in them in saving people, like you somehow knew they will happen." She grinned for a moment and smiled" I wanted to make it more interesting but i guess you give me no choice.She drawed out swiftly her badge and handcuffs. "Either you come with me on an invastagation without fight, or We will make it tougher and I'll give you 5 seconds to run first." she smirked and looked at him.

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This bitch knows waaaaaay too much.
"Look, uh...detective. I've got no idea what you're talking about. You sure you didn't get that badge out of a box of cereal?"
This was bad. Turned out she knew more than he thought she did. Just how much research had she done on him? It was creepy on the surface, downright dangerous when you really looked at it.

"No, I don't have to go anywhere with you. I'm going to go back home where I was headed, and watch some NASCAR, kay?" He tried to keep the condescending sneer out of his voice, but he may have let a little more slip through than he wanted to.
Plus, if she followed him he may actually have to watch NASCAR.
Blake hated NASCAR.
This bitch is giving me a headache.

[Kyux]

"Look, kid, I've got Every right to legally arrest you, right now. So if you don't cooporate it wont end well. She smiled sweetly, even though she was annoyed for him talking to her like that. She smirked and looked at him raising an eyebrow."p?
" i've got shots of you in every single crime scene I've been invastigating for over half a year, So if you want to go against me, just Try.