05-03-2016, 05:50 PM
Calvin heard the incident before he saw it, despite the distance from it. Throughout the past months, he had learned how to utilize his abilities for his police work. He graduated from Police Academy with high marks and then was assigned near the edge of the city.
It was also dark. This part of the city wasn't kept up as well as the rest, but there were still street lamps. It wasn't like the lack of light would bother Calvin anyways. He could see just fine.
Upon hearing the struggle, Calvin moved in a quick run towards the sound. He soon saw what was causing the commotion. A man assaulting another with a knife. Calvin called out, drawing attention and the assailant looked to see a police officer approaching, hand hovering near his pistol. The assailant, more interested in saving himself than hurting the other man, broke for it.
Another cop approached arriving at the same time as Calvin even though Calvin had been farther away, said he would take care of the scene and instructed Calvin to give chase. He did as instructed as the other officer spoke into his radio to inform command.
Calvin followed as the other headed into an abandoned warehouse. Calvin entered carefully after, neglecting to use his flashlight. That would only give away his position, and Calvin didn't need it anyway. It was like the other times that he had been able to use his abilities to his advantage.
A few weeks ago, he had found a stash of illegal drugs, and before that, he had tracked a criminal by scent. He always kept his reports vague enough that he wasn't lying, but at the same time, he wasn't revealing his abilities to others. He couldn't exactly put on the report that he had found the drugs simply because he had smelled them.
Calvin stretched out his senses. The room smelled musty, and Calvin crinkled his nose slightly, but kept searching for a scent that didn't fit. He listened for the quick breathing of a man who had just finished a sprint. And he searched through the dark building looking for odd shapes.
From the left he heard the breathing - quick and shallow. Calvin moved quietly with the stealth of a hunting wolf, making his way behind the assailant. The man jumped as Calvin spoke, directing the man to drop his weapon and place his hands behind his head. Surprisingly, the man did as instructed. Calvin read him his rights and cuffed him taking him outside and informing dispatch that the assailant had been apprehended.
Upon returning to the station, Calvin once again filled out his report. He kept things vague as always. It had been another day's good work.
It was also dark. This part of the city wasn't kept up as well as the rest, but there were still street lamps. It wasn't like the lack of light would bother Calvin anyways. He could see just fine.
Upon hearing the struggle, Calvin moved in a quick run towards the sound. He soon saw what was causing the commotion. A man assaulting another with a knife. Calvin called out, drawing attention and the assailant looked to see a police officer approaching, hand hovering near his pistol. The assailant, more interested in saving himself than hurting the other man, broke for it.
Another cop approached arriving at the same time as Calvin even though Calvin had been farther away, said he would take care of the scene and instructed Calvin to give chase. He did as instructed as the other officer spoke into his radio to inform command.
Calvin followed as the other headed into an abandoned warehouse. Calvin entered carefully after, neglecting to use his flashlight. That would only give away his position, and Calvin didn't need it anyway. It was like the other times that he had been able to use his abilities to his advantage.
A few weeks ago, he had found a stash of illegal drugs, and before that, he had tracked a criminal by scent. He always kept his reports vague enough that he wasn't lying, but at the same time, he wasn't revealing his abilities to others. He couldn't exactly put on the report that he had found the drugs simply because he had smelled them.
Calvin stretched out his senses. The room smelled musty, and Calvin crinkled his nose slightly, but kept searching for a scent that didn't fit. He listened for the quick breathing of a man who had just finished a sprint. And he searched through the dark building looking for odd shapes.
From the left he heard the breathing - quick and shallow. Calvin moved quietly with the stealth of a hunting wolf, making his way behind the assailant. The man jumped as Calvin spoke, directing the man to drop his weapon and place his hands behind his head. Surprisingly, the man did as instructed. Calvin read him his rights and cuffed him taking him outside and informing dispatch that the assailant had been apprehended.
Upon returning to the station, Calvin once again filled out his report. He kept things vague as always. It had been another day's good work.