Prosper City PD Homicide Squad

Prologue The Astral Manor Job

This is a recording of the events that took place on March 15 4215, in the estate district on Hunter Drive. The location in question is 146 Hunter Drive, the estate of one Arkes Astral, a relative of the Thaumaturge Admiral Of Fleet, Aurorial Astral II. Approximately 1:45 AM, the alarms to the wine cellar were triggered by an unknown assailant. By 2:00 AM, Homicide squad was deployed to the manor. The on-team captain, one Arthur Conrads, requested that the team split into two individual squads. Alpha would enter through the cellar and track down the intruders, and Omega would enter through a second floor balcony and make their way to Alpha to bottleneck the intruders. Alpha team was made up of the Captain, Sgt Horace Handley, Corp James Garthis III, Pvt 1st Joanna Banks, and Pvt Finn Fosters. Omega was made up by Lieutenant Phoebe Masters, Sgt Sarah Goodwells, Corp Selina Amys, Pvt Zeke Gorry, and the teams dog Sheelia. The following recording is of the operation.

Time: 2:15

Place: Courtyard

Team: Alpha

"Captain, the door is locked." The private whispered as he tugged on the door to the cellar. "Kid just shoot the damn thing!" A crack of a gun sounds then the hinges of the door squeak as it slides open. The team stormed in, guns at the ready for the worst. "Sir, I'm not reading any heartbeats on my radars." The captain scanned the room, confirming this. The room was empty. With the sound of wood shattering, the team kicked in the door to the cellar, entering the manor slowly and silently. "Fink you're on point." The captain ordered sharply. With a groan the young lookout headed towards the nearest door. The room was empty, the pool table in the center of the room sat still, unused for a small century, each hunting trophy gathering dust in the pitch black mansion. The next room was the kitchen, again empty of life. "Sir, Omega team is breaching now." With a loud bang, the doors to the upstairs balcony were forced open. The team headed up the stairs to meet up with their teammates.

Time: 2:30

Place: Sitting room

Team: Omega/Alpha

"Sir this place is dead!" The second in command whispered to the now angered captain. "Well we still haven't found the owner." The Lieutenant shook her head. "Don't you think he'd have met us at the door if he were still alive?" The team then made their way to the master bedroom, hoping to find a sleeping old man. The door clattered to the floor as it was kicked in. "Ah there you are! I've been waiting for you." The man sat up in his bed. His grey hair was covered by a white night cap. Corporal James Garthis approached the bed. "I... am so sorry." The elder grabbed the young man by the arm, revealing a gun that was hidden under the covers. "Kid!" The captain screamed as he watched his teammate fall to the ground, his chest ruptured by a single bullet. The old man then turned the gun to himself, ending his pain in seconds. Before the team could realize the trap, they were under fire. Dozens of gunmen stepped out of doorways, each carrying a weapon. The team opened fire, each shot a kill, and each showing no mercy for the men. They escaped the mansion with no further problems.