Captain Raymond Jacob Holt

"You are Ethan Alvarez, right?", I heard a voice from behind say.

I looked behind and saw the new Captain Raymond Holt.

"Yes, I am sir", I confirmed his thoughts.

"Would you come with me", the Captain said while approaching the elevator.

"Of course", I replied with a smile following.

When we were in the elevator he just tapped the -1 first floor. That was the shooting range.

"What do you want to do in the shooting range Captain?", I asked Captain Holt curiously.

"I want to talk to you about some things", the Captain replied seriously.

When the elevator door opened Captain Holt skillfully took out a revolver and began shooting towards the target.

"Very good", I complimented seeing his shooting skills.

"Thank you", the Captain responded.

"Now it is your turn", Holt said.

I took out about Armalite AR-15 model 601 from the weapon arsenal.

"Turn the figures to move at maximum speed", I told the Captain.

"Are you sure?", he asked astonished.

I just nodded.

He turned the movement on and made them move at full speed.

I waited for them to reach full speed.

They were pretty fast now, but this was nothing to my skills.

I began shooting. Around two per second. I shot every target one time.

There were 10 targets in total.

In 5 seconds I shot at all of them.

"Turn off the movement Captain", I requested.

The Captain did so and the figures stopped movement.

"Oh damm", Captain Holt said after seeing all the figures stopped.

Every shot was accurate to the heart.

Every single shot was fatal. Zero chance of survival.

"You are the best shooter I have ever seen. Who taught you?", Captain Holt said shocked and curious.

"I have had many teachers", I thought about it and remembered the templates. They were some sort of teachers.

"Have you killed someone yet?", Captain Holt asked out of nowhere.

I thought for a few seconds as I didn't know how to answer.

"Almost. I almost killed someone a long time ago"

I said remembering my past life. Worthless. Nothing to live for. I probably would have killed myself if I didn't die.

The ironic part is due to my death I continued to live.

I only live thanks to death.

"What does almost mean?", the Captain asked seemingly interested.

"It's nothing. I almost killed someone, but they are better than ever now", I replied trying to cut off the topic.

Captain Holt seemed to have noticed this and didn't mention it anymore.

"Let us take a look at how Detective Peralta, Santiago, Diaz, and Boyle do in the Morgenthau case"

"Do you want to drive in your car?", Captain Holt asked me.

"I would love to", I replied with a smile. I didn't like the slow police cars.

"Where is your car?", Captain Holt asked me after we walked out to the parking lot.

"Here it is", I said walking towards my black series and stepping in.

"This is your car?", Captain Holt asked in surprise. He probably thought I didn't have much money.

"Yes", I replied with a stronger smile this time.

Captain Holt stepped into the car and I turned on the sirens.

I accelerated immediately and started to drive towards the Morgenthau apartment.

"SLOWER! SLOWER!", Holt shouted seemingly anxious, but I saw him actually happy in his eyes.

It seems that Captain Holt likes cars quite a lot.

With the speed at which I drove, we were at the Morgenthau apartment very quickly.

We walked in and heard Jake making fun of the Captain due to the ties they needed to wear.

"Right. I forgot to ask you something. Why should Jake wear a tie?", Captain Holt asked me after hearing Jake's mockery.

"Because we are a team and a team needs to be together at all times. Otherwise it could lead to injuries or death", I explained seriously.

"Well said", Captain Holt complimented.

After that, we went into the room.

"Let us contact Captain Holt and tell him we have got a ten-tie situation", Jake mocked the Captain again. This time not while the Captain was outside, but behind him.

"Speaking of ties. Where is yours Meep-Morp", Captain Holt mocked back.

After that followed a greeting and Jake and Amy got to do Door duty.

I followed the Captain back and we drove towards the precinct.

"Who do you think killed the woman", Captain Holt asked me while I was driving.

"I read the case information today after I finally got access. The murderer was probably one of the people in the store that sells the ham nearby Bane-Beno-BENIFICIOS", I shouted Benificios as I finally got the name of the store correct.

"Good observation. I thought the same. I am hoping Peralta will do everything correctly", Captain Holt said.

"As far as I know Jake he will mess up", I said with a laugh.

"Speaking of Jake. Do you know the bet they are making?", Captain Holt asked curiously wanting to know more of his subordinates.

"If Amy wins she gets Jake's car. A pretty nice one. If Jake wins he gets a date with Amy. The date will probably be the worst date ever. Not that he isn't good at dates. He will probably just want to troll Amy", I said trying my best to explain the bet.

"I have one final question. Do you or anyone else at the precinct judge black or gay people?", the Captain asked nervously. 

That was the first time I saw him being nervous.

"No. I know of no one. As far as I know you are black and gay, right? That shouldn't really happen in this precinct. Everyone is a nice and kind person. Even Rosa. She doesn't show it though", I wanted to help relieve the Captain's nervousness. 

Of course he was nervous. It was his first precinct and it was won through his hard work.

The Captain sighed a heave of relief as we drove into the parking lot.

After that nothing special happened anymore until Jake and Charles let the Murderer go. It was indeed a person from Benificios. 

Captain Holt was angry and let Jake look at all the old files.

Jake found some interesting info and knew where the Ham and the murderer was located.

We pulled up in a warehouse.

"There he is", Amy said.

"Let us all go in", Jake said while going out of the door.

We all put on our bulletproof vests and split up to search for the murderer.

I saw a door lock being open and lifted it up.

Halfway up I saw Draco pointing a gun at me.

"Let me put your gun away", Draco said.

I had my shotgun in my left hand and couldn't shoot as he would immediately shoot if he saw me moving with my gun.

He moved towards my hand and took the shotgun.

He took the gun out of my hand.

The shotgun suddenly fell out of his hand.

My luck, I thought and punched him in his face.

He fell towards the door and hit his neck exactly on the door.

I looked at him and saw his neck was broken.

The neck was broken near his head meaning it would be fatal.

He was dead. Well he will die in 3 minutes. He is a living dead. No one can help him now.

I immediately screamed.

"Ambulance. Heavily injured person"

Soon the Captain and the others arrived.

"He threatened me with a gun. When he was distracted I punched him in the head. He fell to the door there and broke his neck", I explained nervously.

I didn't know how to feel. I just killed a man. Did he deserve it. Yes. But I still killed him.

One thing I noticed was that I wasn't feeling nauseous. I was just full of Adrenaline and- excitement?

Soon after the ambulance arrived. 

Draco was already dead.

Even if I tried to help him and they were there immediately they couldn't help him.

After that, everyone was very concerned about me. Someone from the internal affairs division came and looked at the surveillance video that captured everything. After seeing there was no problem with what I did he only suggested a therapy.

The day ended like that, but I couldn't sleep. I killed a man. 

I didn't know how I felt about that.