Rebel In White | MxM [18+]

Ch. 1: The Leader

I crouched low behind the rusted Chevy, heart pounding in sync with the distant thud of bass from a nearby bar. The alley was dim, illuminated only by the flickering neon light overhead, casting shadows that danced like ghosts. I focused on the door across the street—my target was inside.

A seasoned cop might have hesitated, but I thrived in these moments. Fresh out of the academy, my instincts felt sharper than ever, honed by a lifetime of watching crime unfold on the streets I now patrolled. The tension coiled in the air, a silent promise of action.

“Just a few more minutes,” I murmured to myself, the words a mantra to steady my nerves. I’d studied the criminal’s pattern for weeks, and now the moment was finally here. My mind raced through every detail I’d gathered: the suspect’s habits, his connections, the way he slipped through the cracks like smoke. I wasn’t about to let him escape this time.

Peering around the corner, I felt the weight of my badge pressing against my chest. There he was—the silhouette of my quarry, emerging from the bar with a swagger that screamed trouble. My jaw tightened. I had to move now while the opportunity was ripe.

“Dispatch, this is Soren,” I whispered into my radio, keeping my voice steady. “I’m making a move on the suspect. Requesting backup at my location.”

“Copy that, Soren. Backup en route.”

I switched off the radio and crouched low, adrenaline sharpening my focus. I’d taken down tough cases before, but this one felt different. The city was counting on me, and I’d be damned if I let them down.

I darted from my hiding spot, sprinting toward the suspect just as he reached the street. He glanced over his shoulder, eyes widening as he recognized my determined advance. My training kicked in, my body moving instinctively.

“Police! Stop!” I shouted, my voice echoing off the walls. The suspect hesitated, and in that split second, I tackled him to the ground, the two of us hitting the pavement hard.

The impact jarred my bones, but I barely felt it. The adrenaline was coursing through my veins as I wrestled with the suspect. He was slippery, a wild animal caught in a trap, but I had been trained for this. I secured one arm behind his back, pinning it down with the weight of my body, as I maneuvered for my cuffs.

“Quit struggling,” I grunted, my breath coming in sharp bursts.

“Let me go! You don’t know who you’re messing with!” he spat, struggling against my grip.

I managed to slap the cuffs on the suspect, the clinking metal a sweet sound harmonizing with the wild beat of my heart. Just as I secured the second cuff, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted movement—three shadowy figures emerging from the bar.

“Stay back!” I shouted, aware that the suspect had friends who might not take kindly to a busted deal. The three figures exchanged glances, weighing their options as I slowly rose to my feet, my suspect in tow.

“Am I not getting any backup?” I called out to my radio, moving cautiously toward the sidewalk. But they conspired with a nod, and before I knew it, the three figures split apart, encircling me.

“Looks like you’re outnumbered, rookie,” one of them provoked, smirking under the dim light. “You really think you can keep him?”

I could hear the underlying threat in their growls.

“Get out of here while you can,” I warned, my voice steady. “This is your last chance.”

Their laughter echoed, a disgusting cackling sound.

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“Today, we celebrate courage, determination, and an unwavering commitment to our community,” the chief began, his voice echoing through the hall. He stepped forward, adjusting the microphone. “We honor Captain Monte Soren, who, just last week, faced a dangerous suspect alone, demonstrating exceptional bravery and skill.”