My Vaniro One-Shot Collection

Heroes and Medical Examiners

Heroes and Medical Examiners

"We know this isn't your job, but we need you to go to the medical examiners to help us with our case," the chief of police said, handing Hiro a folder with the victim's name on the tab.

It's been a risk allying with the police force without hiding their identities, but it proved useful. They now almost had full government permission, save a few cases in which case the officers on duty at that would time "overlook". It's taken them a few months to get there, but getting into the police station and being given tasks were new and, despite the fact that they were soon to be tedious, were new and exciting.

It was the reason why Hiro and the team were in the SFPD station (in the chief's office to be more exact).

"I... guess." Hiro replied uncertainly.

Gogo (who was grumpy because the chief made her spit out her gum in the trash can before she walked in the office) glared.

"Why? It's not at all our job."

Before the chief of police could answer, a passerby officer snickered.

"Because no one else will." before walking off.

The chief looked conflicted between giving the police officer a scolding or assuring the team. It seemed she had decided she could just talk to him later, because the chief turned to the group.

"Listen, it's nothing to worry about . It's just that the two that work there today are, ah, well... To begin, they're good at what they do. We wouldn't have hired them if they weren't. But, um, they're," the chief of police sighed out her nose, "They're just off."

The group exchanged looks. They couldn't be that bad... right? They knew a good amount of people that would say that they were "off" too. This would be fine.

Hiro shrugged, "Sure, if no one else will."

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"Is anyone else wondering if this was a mistake?" Wasabi asked as they walked through the hallways of the building (after showing the front desk the SFPD warrant), "Those guys at the station were sticking as we left, and the girl at the front desk said 'good luck'."

Yeah, so there were signs of bad news. A lot of them. But all they had to do was get an overlook on the body, get an analysis, add them to the files, and boom. Done.

Honey Lemon shrugged, "I'm sure they're just... eclectic. Like us."

Gogo glanced at Fred, who was rambling about what if there was a zombie amongst the dead bodies or something like that.

"Let's hope not him." she added.

They team nodded in agreement and they made their way into the room where the victim, 32 year old Eliza Rye, was lying on the examination table. From there, a large, hulking man approached them.

"Hey, you the police?" he asked.

Hiro fumbled a bit.

"Uh, yeah. Well, no, but we were sent by them." To prove his statement, Hiro held up the papers with their authenticity.

The large man huffed and nodded.

"Hey, Vanny!" he called, "Break's over, we got the police here for Eliza Rye's autopsy!"

A female voice ringing from the opposite end of the room caused the large man to sigh.

"She's coming," he said, and went back into the back office to finish up the paper work.

'Vanny' came running in, pulling her white lab coat over her mint and pink-striped tee-shirt and brown leggings. She was eating something, as the man that had 'greeted' them before noticed.