Confession and Reports

"My real name is Jhon Smith and I live at..."

*Bling*

You have a new V-mail from Your-Little-Angel613 open?

""Yes""

Zeph,

Do not worry, he is not the only one that I huu mistook you for. There are around seven hundred and three Jhon Smith's in LD alone. Well I guess more like 702 if the New Department of Death Department Head corrected my little mistake.

Siael

"Is that the name your mother gave you or did you change it to that when you reached the age of twenty-one?"

"Both, well it was Jonathan before I shortened it to Jhon. I can not tell you if that is the name my mother gave me or not. I never met her. She died when I was born according to what the nuns at Our Lady of Darkness orphanage told me when it turned twelve."

"Father?"

"His name will not show up even on the DNA test results, so I can only guess that he is some Pureblood with high enough status to be an administrator or knows one that was willing to I.D. lock him even on an official genetic test."

"No, mother, no father, explains why you got into a life of crime pushing illegal Mod White Pills and even Black a few times for special clients. While I can not guarantee that I can get past the I.D. locks, I will make an effort as a Level One Administrator if you are able to provide information on your real supplier, and not just the middleman."

"My the Dark mother that stands before me now, I can not tell you who is behind the man behind the man. The top dog if you will. I just know that he is powerful. Powerful enough to scare the first gen Neph that did the modding on my VGPIINNC."

"Got a name of that first Gen? Information like that might even get you a reduced amount of time if Central can make use of it, but that is between them and you."

"Only ever met him twice in person. Can't exactly remember his name off the top of my head. That street nap you gave me scrambled up what the Mod has not, and I can't access my VGPIINNC in this room as you said, so I am not able to retrieve his contact information."

"That is no problem I can access it."

"What?"

"Not going to repeat myself. This might sting a little bit. Try not to resist it will only make things worse.

""System access suspect Jhon Smith A.ka. Six Fingered Joe's optical input backup memory storage for the last two weeks, flagging any entries that include illegal activity, and all contact information stored on VGPIINNC Authorization Black Badge Level One Administrator.""

*Bling*

Processing request Administrator Demonbane.

*Bling*

Multiple files found matching requested information. Playback will be in chronological order.

""Start with contact information data matching with the suspects given description of his supplier.""

Processing request

Displaying results by relevance to the requested parameters Administrator Demonbane.

**Over Coms**

"I have the suspects full list of contacts being sent to the terminal in your ready room sir. It is a rather extensive list so I thought that I would spare your skull the unpleasantness of having that much information shoved into it at once. The first three entries should be of interest to Central. I will have the optical input backup memory storage for the last two weeks sent to the building's main AI for additional scanning and processing."

"Cadet Demonbane, your suspect appears to have passed out, and I believe that you have demonstrated your understanding of Patrol and Interrogation procedures. We will take it from here. Go find an empty desk and get to those reports. A copy of the standards for writing them should be in the archives that are available to you." After you finish ask the captain if she needs you to go back out on patrol."

"What about the code book and..."

"Save it for tomorrow's training Cadet. The Sr. Instructor and I are going to have to make a few changes to your training schedule and having a day or two to determine what those changes need to be is necessary."

"Understood Sir."

"Lill that was be all. Return to whatever task you have during my training hours."

"Yes, master."

Exiting the interrogation room Zeph's first stop was the closest restroom he could find. The stress of being watched by so many people and several bottles of iced coffee did a number on his bladder.

With that pressing matter out of the way Zeph pop two migrate tabs that he was able to bum off the dispatcher on his way to find an empty desk to write up the reports on the three intake Interrogations he just conducted. 

Just as he sat down in the chair belonging to the first empty desk he came to.

"Hay you the new rookie everyone is hollering about? No matter, you are definitely a rookie, you smell to nice to have been on the night shift for long. Just as a word of warning, that is a sergeant's desk, and you should really move over there unless you want to get on the bad side of a superior right after getting assigned here."

Turning towards the NEO that just spoke to him, Zeph could tell the guy had been stuck on the graveyard shift for a while, unless vampires really existed in this world. He was not entirely sure.

"Uhh, thanks um, ah, corporal. Sorry first day in the academy, not familiar with rank yet."

"Recruit your not even supposed to be on this floor. Go back down to the academy floor before I report you to the XO or Captain on duty."

"Corporal Biggs, look at his badge before you do something stupid."

"Captain!"

"This recruit is.."

*Twack*

*Point*

Knocking off the corporal's patrol cap Captain Halt pointed out the very obvious Black Badge on the otherwise white uniform jacket Zeph was wearing. 

"What color is your badge corporal?"

"Silver ma'am, err Sir."

"And mine?

"Silver Sir."

"The XO's"

"Gold I think, not sure."

"Now look has his."

"Black, sir."

Three seconds passed be better it registered in Corporal Biggs brain that was not something that was part of the standard uniform for a fresh recruit. 

"What color is a cadet badge normally?"

"I, I can not recall, Sir."

"You ever heard of Black Badge Division before Corporal Biggs?"

"I thought that was just a hazing thing that was told to rookies, Sir."

"It is real, very real. Cadet Demonbane here is A Level One Administrator, and he has reports to write on the irrigations he just conducted on Six Fingered Joe and Zorodo the nose, corporal Biggs. Why don't you find a chair and drag it over here and help out your fellow NEO fill out his first interrogation report. Sorry second, if you count that sorry excuse for one that he filled earlier when interrogating the culprit behind the vending machine tampering."

"Yes Sir, right away Sir. Would you care for some coffee Administrator Demonbane?"

"No thanks, I have drank plenty already. But if you are heading to a machine anyway a bottle of water would be appreciated."

Over the next two hours Zeph got a crash course on proper report writing from Corporal Biggs, and the corporal got to hear a first hand account of how insane the training was for Zeph even though it was his first day, along how he by pure coincidence busted a infamous Mod pusher in the shadow of LDHQ while out on a foot patrol that was just supposed to be a boring long walk to fill up his ridiculous twelve hour training day.

"That is more acceptable. Corporal Biggs you can join us for lunch. It is my treat today. Cadet Demonbane go catch Jack Dean before he pulls out of mortar pool. You can ride shotgun with him until shift ends. That should just about fill up your training schedule for today. If you find anyone else with a big bounty you better radio it in so I can get some credit."

"Yes Sir, Captain Halt."