Lightspeed: Drug Detectives

Prologue: Finding A Replacement

-2024-

-Celestial Compound, Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic-

In an isolated, secluded, and darkened side room within the Celestial Compound's central factory, the sick and perverted man known as Xavier Costello was sitting on his bottom with both of his legs spread at an angle and his brown pants pulled down to his ankles, with his black shirt struggling to contain his build. He was currently sitting at the head of his rather unsettling shrine-like display that was filled with notably crude and very inappropriate photos of his niece, Isabela Acosta.

He had been sexually attracted to her, and she was the wayward daughter of the cartel which he served, which was known as the Celestial Syndicate. Ultimately, Isabela attempted to flee the Syndicate—and the Dominican Republic altogether—to try and build a new life for herself in America free from what she perceived to be the "dark legacy" of her family and their past.

Unfortunately, even though she managed to make it on her own there for quite a while—even getting herself into a momentary superhero mentorship with the Paragon James Markovsky a.k.a. Powerhouse—she ultimately didn't last long, getting fatally shot by the FBI operative Special Agent Warren Schaefer during a rescue mission carried out at the King Street Station.

Unlike the other members of the Celestial Syndicate—including his own brother Angelo and his wife Daniela—who didn't care in the slightest for Isabela's death since she had "betrayed" and "abandoned" the Syndicate, Xavier actually did mourn for her passing on the inside.

But it was for very, very bad reasons.

He would now no longer get to subject her to long, painstaking, humiliating "punishment sessions", like he had used to do back when she was still regularly on the Celestial Compound's campus. He would no longer get to experience the sheer pleasure and bliss he derived from watching her completely bared in front of him, coerced into showing off her form to get him going. He would no longer get to thrust his whip into his back, leave searing wounds, or hear her harrowing and bloodcurdling screams of pain.

So, all the "pleasure" that he could obtain now came solely from the memories. The thoughts. The pictures. The "happy" moments that they shared together back when Isabela was still alive, even though Isabela herself may not have seen it the same way.

"Ugh....." Xavier groaned in pleasure as he kept staring at all of the inappropriate photos of Isabela that were pinned up on his display, rubbing his length the whole time; as a matter of fact, pretty much all of the snapshots had been taken without Isabela's knowledge or consent. "It's like she's.....still right beside me.....ohhh......"

Suddenly, the sound of the room's door opening came reverberating in from behind him, prompting him to quickly jump to his feet and pull his pants back up. However, he didn't need to bother hiding his remarkably creepy "stalker shrine" to Isabela; after all, pretty much everyone on the Celestial Compound's campus let it slide without answering too many questions, since they were afraid of running afoul of either him or his brother Angelo.

Once Xavier was fully clothed again, he stood up and turned around, being met with the sight of Angelo Acosta himself, with his white suit outlined with gold and his black, gelled-back hair. Additionally, Angelo was dragging his daughter Isabela's body—or, at least, what remained of it after the Compound employees' assault on her—behind him with his left hand.....and then, once he neared Xavier sufficiently, he chucked the body at his feet, which almost immediately set Xavier off once again.

"You know....." Angelo remarked with a chuckle. "I would've almost had you turned in for your sick tendencies, had you not been so useful to me."