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"We have reports of another murder, sir..." a shaky voice said over a walkie. "Again!? Ugh, alright. Drop off the details on my desk ASAP," another voice replied. "This is the fourth one in over a month... Just what the hell is going on?" "Same calling card as the previous three; whoever is doing this is one sick S.O.B.," the voice came back. Detective Owen Wilkes of the Crimson City Police Department had been on this particular murder case since the very first incident. Four teenage boys had gone missing and their bodies were later found in rather odd places. The issue was the bodies were teenage girls around the same age as the boys and, after extensive DNA testing, it was confirmed the girls were the missing boys. Crimson City was known for two things: its rather odd name predating colonial times and that it was home to a certain business that had finally solved a big issue nobody was even aware of. EWL Industries had seemingly appeared overnight almost ten years ago; claiming to have finally made it easier for those who felt they were the wrong gender to change without the hassle of invasive surgery. Many doctors scoffed at such a crazy notion, as would be expected, but they were soon being supplied the specialized drug produced by EWL Industries. As time went on, doctors had figured out that patients still needed to take hormone replacements for this magical drug to really work which, for anyone transgendered, was just a walk in the park. Owen never paid much attention to it; as long as people were happy then more power to them...at least that was his thought process until his longtime friend came out as transgendered and took the leap. David Fletcher had eventually become Sarah Fletcher and while nothing had changed in the slightest between the two, Owen's late wife had more to do with that than he'd care to admit. The detective was only in his 30's, yet his sixteen-year-old son reminded him just how old he was getting. Riley Wilkes was Owen's one and only child with his late wife, Cecilia. He was "definitely his father's son", she would say when Riley was younger. Unfortunately, Cecilia had passed a few years prior from a long drawn out battle with lung cancer. It was thanks to Riley that Owen was able to go on without the company of his beloved. Speaking of young Riley Wilkes; he was the captain of his school's football team that many girls his age found incredibly "hot". He was very popular among his peers, with no one really having anything bad to say about him, and even had a steady relationship with a girl named Tamara who was the same age as him. A lot of girls, Tamara included, were surprised a girl like her was dating someone like Riley. She considered herself pretty nerdy despite her above average looks, so to be dating the captain of the football team was almost like a dream come true. "She wasn't even a cheerleader!", she thought, which to her was even more incredible. It had been a fairly normal day for the boys. While Owen was hard at work in search of the murderer, his son was focusing on his studies and extracurricular activities. Riley made it home shortly before his father, immediately setting off to the shower to wash off the sweat of an intense practice. Owen, on the other hand, headed straight to his office when he came in, setting his bulky black briefcase on his mahogany desk. Papers from previous nights work were scattered all over the desk as Owen began to add more to the load. It may have been a tad cluttered but he knew where every important statistic was and that's all that mattered. Sitting down, he leaned back and sighed loudly as he put his hands behind his head. A moment later, he was brought back to reality by a damp towel landing on his head. Quickly pulling it off, he saw his son laughing in the doorway dressing in a (hopefully) clean pair of gym shorts and tank top. Owen gave him an annoyed look and tossed it back at him, which he caught with ease. "Don't worry Dad," his son reassured him, leaning against the doorframe. "You'll catch that weirdo. There's never been a guy that you couldn't catch." "Thanks..." Owen muttered, "I just wish I knew why this bastard is doing this. Honestly, what is there to gain? There's no ransom, no explanation, nothing. None of this makes sense. What really stumps me is there's no sign of the hormone treatments that are normally needed for the gender change process to even work..." Riley just shrugged and told his dad he'd get dinner started while he sorted through his things. Owen didn't reply as he was was focused on looking over his papers, trying to piece together how all the murders were relevant to each other. The only piece of the puzzle he had was that the bodies were genetically once male but turned female and that each body was left with the same calling card, with the words 'Only those certain can change...', which made no sense to him. What made matters worse was whoever was committing these tragic crimes was very good at covering their tracks, no fingerprints or anything. "Only those certain can change... What in the fuck does that even mean?" Owen said to himself, clearly annoyed that he couldn't put together the pieces to this neverending puzzle. He picked up his cellphone and called his friend Sarah to see if she couldn't help piece anything together. She was still in their office working when he called, finishing up some paperwork. "Hey, what's up Owen?" she said while beginning to pack up her things. "Still working on the case during the after hours?" "Yeah, you know how I am. I won't stop until I've figured out every piece of the puzzle. Anyway I've been looking at the words on the calling cards that have been left behind. What do you think this person means with 'Only those certain can change...'?" Owen asked, running his right hand through his short cut black hair. "Hmm... I'd have to think about it. It sounds like it's linked to those boys they've been kidnapping and turning into girls. Beyond that I can't think of anything off the top of my head," Sarah replied, finally finished packing up her things and walking towards the exit. "Alright. That's kind of what I was thinking too. If you want you can stop by and have dinner with Riley and me," he paused and smiled to himself, "he's cooking just to warn you." "I like the sound of that! Beats going and picking up fast food for the umpteenth time this week. I'll be there in a few!" The call ended and Owen started going back over his papers in a vain attempt to solve the case before dinner. Sarah was pulling up to the house in her light blue Honda within twenty minutes and knocked on the front door. Riley, being the closest to the kitchen, went to answer a bit confused on why someone would be visiting at such a late hour but was delighted to see it was Sarah and invited her in with a smile. "Hey, Aunt Sarah! I take it Dad invited you over for dinner?" he asked, going back to stirring the noodles in the boiling pot. "Yeah, you know how he's always preoccupied with work. We're going to go over the case some more after dinner", she said while sitting down at the table, adjusting her skirt. Riley laughed, "Whatever you say Aunt Sarah". He picking up the pot with a couple hot pads and dumped the noodles into a strainer in the sink. Sarah had been Riley's "aunt" for as long as he could remember. He knew she used to be a guy; it's not like she even hid that from anyone but Riley didn't really mind. As long as his aunt was happy then he was happy. Owen, hearing the two chatting about how Riley was doing in school, headed out of his office. As he started down the hall, he was able to overhear them talking about the boys that were kidnaped. It was obvious Sarah was trying to be cautious when asking him if he knew any of them personally, but he hadn't heard anything about them other than them being from other high schools. The two continued their conversation as Owen walked in. He sat at the table and idly listened as Riley finished stirring the cheese powder into the pot. After a few moments, Owen realized he hasn't greeted Sarah so he nodded towards her and she smiled back. "Any more luck with the case?" Sarah asked, standing up to grab one of the blue colored bowls that Riley had pulled out of the cupboard. "Not even the slightest, but every criminal slips at some point. All we can do at this point is wait and you know how much I hate that," Owen replied. "That's been his motto since I met him," Sarah laughed looking at Riley. Owen rolled his eyes at her and stood up to get some food. When all three had their bowls full of macaroni and cheese, they sat down at the table and dug in. Casually talking about the case and whatever was on their minds, a normal night in the Wilkes house. *** Meanwhile in the deepest part of Crimson City, a scraggly man was walking through an abandoned warehouse he called home. The man had gone by many names over the years, he was known as Dr. Rodriguez to some but he called himself the Changeling. He walked through the darkened warehouse, eventually stopping next to a table with a couple wheeled work benches next to it. Each one had various items ranging from belted straps to needles of various sizes. Dr. Rodriguez flipped the switch on a lamp next to him, the lamp quickly illuminated the darkness away, revealing a teenage boy strapped to the table. The boy was fifteen years old, a student at Crimson High, the very same school that Riley attended. Joseph was his name, he struggled to move as the straps around his wrists and ankles were tightened even more. Unable to speak due to a dirty rag stuffed in his mouth, all he could do was glare at the man next to him. "Heehee my little Josephine, you will be mine soon. Though I cannot promise this will be painless nonetheless we shall meet again soon." Dr. Rodriguez said running his hand through the boys blonde locks. He tried to move his head away from the cold hand that ran through his hair and down his cheek but couldn't. His bright blue eyes were almost bloodshot from being kept awake for over a 24 hour period. The doctor grabbed one of the needles off the workbench and flicked the end a few times. A pink colored liquid with gold flakes filled the tube. The doctor brought the needle close to Joseph's face and laughed as the boy tried to squirm. "Don't worry my boy, everyone reacts differently to my concoction. It could be painless or mercifully painful, what do you think yours will be?" he asked as he moved the needle away from his face. Joseph tried to speak but was again muffled by the rag. Within the span of seconds, he felt a slight poke as the needle went into his arm. The crazy man was laughing as he pushed on the plunger slowly, watching the pink gold flaked liquid enter into the boys vein. "It won't be long before your body starts to change. Unlike the fools who originally made this, I've enhanced it for my own special needs." Dr. Rodriguez laughed as he rubbed the growing bulge in his pants. Every transformation had started differently with each boy, so it was a surprise to Dr. Rodriguez when the boy's hair started to lengthen and thicken. Joseph started to weep as he could only watch his hair start to get in his face. The doctor noticed and just smiled, he loved it when they started to break. The boys face started to soften as his eyes got bigger and his nose shrunk. His cheeks rose slightly while his lips slightly puffed up, making his feminine appearance more believable. If it weren't for his clothes it wouldn't have been hard to say Joseph looked like a girl. His neck slimmed down, adam's apple disappearing, which made him start having a coughing fit. If it weren't for the doctor removing the gag, he might have started choking. "Ah! You fucking asshole, what the fuck are you doing to me?" Joseph asked, each word making his voice rise until he sounded like a teenage girl. He instinctively tried to cover his mouth in shock at what his ears were hearing, forgetting his arms were held down by the ever tightening straps. His wrists were starting to hurt with how tight they were. His attention was soon focused on his chest which was starting to feel itchy and uncomfortable. Joseph tried to adjust his head so he could see what was going on, he could just barely see the top of his chest. As he tried to keep his head angled in its awkward position, he could see his flat chest start to puff up. His nipples were aching as they rubbed against his cotton tee, something he had never experienced in his entire life. Next came one of the bigger changes, his chest started to rise, first forming two bumps then growing and filling out. "Hmm... I would have expected you to have bigger breasts but oh well. B cups aren't bad but not my preference, my dear Josephine." Dr. Rodriguez said as he traced around Joseph's breasts. "Let me go you sick fuck! I don't want to be a girl!" Joseph yelled before the rag was shoved back into his mouth. Joseph tried to bite the probing fingers as Dr. Rodriguez forced the rag back into his mouth. This made the doctor very angry and so he backhanded him across the face. "You vile little slut, you try and do that again and I'll make sure you never see your family again!" he yelled as he went back to watching his helpless victim weep. All poor Joseph could do was silently cry, a mix between his left cheek that stung and fear. More changes took place on him, his arms and hands had shrunk dramatically, almost to a petite size. Next came his stomach and waist, both had shrunk and caved in. He tried to not throw up as he felt his rib cage shrink, squishing his vital organs briefly. The pain in his stomach was starting to get to be too much for him. His screams were muffled by the damp rag as his body shook in a tremor. Dr. Rodriguez just smiled as he watched the poor boys body shake, slimming down in various places and other parts thickening. The tremors lasted for less than thirty seconds but to Joseph it felt like hours. He was laying limp on the table, his butt providing a bit more cushion than what he was used to, but that didn't change the fact that his body had been feminized. There was just one thing left and Joseph knew it was coming. It started as a warm feeling just in his nether regions. This warm feeling stayed for a bit and faded as if it never happened. Joseph was confused, tired, and shaking as he suddenly felt what could only be described as being kicked in the crotch. Again he tried to scream, feeling his penis wither it's way back inside him, changing as it did so. The head had shrunk till it was a just a little nub, the skin around it forming a pair of vaginal lips. Joseph now Josephine cried harder than she ever had before. Her entire body had been changed, no longer a boy but a petite girl. The man next to her was licking his lips in anticipation as he rubbed his hands together. "Aww yes... You look so cute my little Josephine... Now we can start the real fun..." Dr. Rodriguez said with a devilish grin across his face. *** "So there's another body Owen, this would make number five..." a young man said as he stood in front of Owen's desk. "Son of a bitch... Was there anything left at the scene? Anything to tell us who this sick fuck is?" Owen asked angrily, slamming his right fist on his desk. "Actually that's the good news sir, we have a name: Changeling." the man replied trying to keep his cool in front of his boss. Owen took a deep breath and told the man to leave. The young man who everyone knew as Jeremy walked out of the office but not before Owen thanking him. Finally the detective had something to work with, he didn't care that the name sounded weird, it was something. He immediately began looking up anything that could possibly have any connections to that name. Nothing was coming up right away which he figured would be the case, but it wasn't enough to deter him away. At one point Sarah came by to tell him the boy/girl they found attended the same high school as Riley. This concerned Owen and when he knew his son would be at lunch he immediately called him. Owen asked Riley if he knew this Joseph kid was. Riley had only seen him a few times walking through the halls between classes, but that was about it. Everyone was talking about it and the school was going to have an assembly. Owen told his son to be careful and have Tammy watch over him. Riley just laughed and told his dad to have a fun rest of the day at work before hanging up. Owen chuckled and said his goodbye before hanging up too. He had a few minutes of silence to himself until it was interrupted by Jeremy. "Sir! The Channel 8 news team is out there wanting to get your thoughts on the whole case." Jeremey practically shouted at him through his cracked door. "Tell them to go interview the Chief, I'm busy with my work to do some stupid interview," Owen replied, annoyed that he was being interrupted to be interviewed. If there was one thing Owen hated more than anything was being caught in the lime light. He had managed to get out of plenty of news interviews over the years. In fact, the head reporter Danielle Keller had almost turned it into a game to finally interview Owen. "Ms. Keller specifically asked for you and the Chief is out on business..." Jeremy said through the door before leaving to go back out front. "Figures. Ugh I guess I don't have much of a choice," he sighed to himself. He stood up from his chair and adjusted his uniform. Stepping outside his office, he was blinded by camera flashes from other reporters. Owen had to raise his arm to block the flashes, he looked across the giant room to see what he was up against. His sights settled on Jeremy who was standing off to the side, giving him a thumbs up. If looks could kill then the young man would be very dead. Danielle Keller came up and introduced herself as more camera flashes went off. Owen wasn't really impressed and just rolled with the motions. Ms. Keller was very attractive for a woman in her 30's, something Owen couldn't deny. She had blonde shoulder length hair that she usually curled. She was wearing a pink dress with a little jacket that showed off her girls quite a bit while still being appropriate. Owen and Riley would always joke about how every year for the past few years, they got bigger. That had sparked a debate between them that they never saw themselves having. "So I've been told by Chief Ferguson that you brave men and women have gotten what could be a clue to solving these tragic events," Danielle said as they went live. "Uhh... Yes, yes a little card with the name Changeling was left with the latest victim," Owen started to say while looking between the camera and Danielle. "I've been working on figuring out just who this pers-" "How close are you to finding out the... the monster who is doing this?" Danielle cut in. "Hopefully soon" he replied, wishing this interview would end already. The interview went on for another ten minutes and Owen was beyond happy when it ended. Danielle was trying to talk to him some more, but he was in the middle of trying to get back in his office. He normally wasn't such a recluse, but Danielle was driving him nuts! To make matters worse, she was trying to flirt with him. He quickly apologized and made up an excuse to get back to his office. Danielle made a bit of a pouty face but told him to have a good rest of the day. Owen said his goodbyes and practically ran into his office to get back to work. His office was just how we had left it before going into the interview, except his phone's answering machine light was blinking. Walking over to his desk, he noticed a little red light flashing and picked up the phone. Owen pressed the button and waited for the playback to start. "Heehee this must be the famous Detective Wilkes office. I am Changeling and I've been watching you for merely a few weeks now. If you know what's good for everyone I suggest you leave me and my work alone. Detective there will be severe consequences..." the playback had stopped. Owen had to stop himself from talking to the voice over the phone. He set down the receiver and immediately sat down at his computer and started back tracing the call. Within mere minutes, he had traced the call to a pay phone in the downtown area, at least twenty minutes ago. "Saw that coming..." he muttered to himself. He made a recording of the eery voice from the answering machine and finally hung up the phone. Owen put in an immediate request to see camera footage within the past area in that specific area. It was in front of some bar that usually had local bands playing in the evenings. *** Riley had just hung up his phone from talking to his dad. He was lucky that he could even hear him over the loud chatter of other students talking. Everyone was in a panicky mood since the discovery of the sophomore Joseph Sanders. In another hour, just about everyone in the school including faculty were going to be attending an assembly in the main gym. He met up with his girlfriend Tamara and his best friend Carlos in their usual spot. As soon as they were all together they headed outside to grab something for lunch. Carlos and Riley had been best friends for as long as they could remember. He was of Latino descent, but you could never really tell with how white his skin was. Not to mention he was kind of a nerd who just happened to be on the swim team. Normally you would find him wearing these big black rimmed glasses that matched the color of his short kept hair. He considered himself decently attractive but not to the level of Mr. Pretty Boy aka Riley. The group headed off to a burger joint called Lazlo's that was nearby. It was pretty popular amongst the juniors and seniors who were allowed to go off campus for lunch. Fast and cheap burgers made it convenient when you only had 45 minute for lunch. As they walked in they were greeted by the owner, Mrs. O'Reilly who was an elderly lady in her late 50's. She had owned the place since way before Riley's dad was alive. Mrs. O'Reilly told her husband Mr. O'Reilly to get three burgers made up for the three teens as they went and found an empty booth. Despite the fact that the building was very old, the O'Reilly's had managed to keep it up to date with decor. Pictures of former students hung up on the wall in various fashions and poses, mostly as they were eating their food. Along with the pictures were odd items and other memorabilia from the past. The teens sat in the red colored booth as they rested their arms on the wooden table. Mrs. O'Reilly made small talk with them as usual while they waited for the food to finish. At one point, more students started to come in and so Mrs. O'Reilly went off to greet them. "I love Mrs. O'Reilly so much, she's just so adorable," Tammy said with glee while holding Riley's hand. The boys looked at each other with a weird look and started laughing. Tammy just rolled her eyes and sighed. Riley turned and kissed her cheek and smiled afterward. That usually did the trick and Tammy wasn't as mad at him. Their burgers were soon in front of them and they quickly dug into them. Carlos was the first to finish his burger while Riley and Tammy still had half left. "Come on mi amigos, hurry up so we can get back to school," he said trying to pressure them into finishing faster. "Shut up Carlos, we'll finish when we finish," Riley said with a mouthful of food. Tammy just giggled as Riley practically spit his food while talking, thankfully most of it landed on the table. She handed him a napkin while continuing to eat her burger. It was Tammy who finished next while Riley had a few bites left, instead of finishing he put his burger on the plate. Something was starting to bother him, but he wasn't quite sure what, he looked around the place to see if he could figure out what it was. He didn't see anything out of the ordinary besides a bunch of high schoolers ordering/getting their food and heading on out back to the school. Looking over at the other two, he shrugged and told them he was full and that they should probably start heading back to the school if they didn't want to be late. Carlos and Tammy agreed and all three stood up and went to pay for their food before leaving. As they walked out Riley was the last out the door and he turned back and saw a man sitting in the very back looking in his direction. The man smiled at him as Riley felt a cold chill run up his spine. Riley quickly looked away and stepped outside trying not to think too hard about that weird man. The other two had made it about five feet from the building when they noticed that Riley wasn't with them. He was just now catching up to them since they stopped. "Yo Riley what's up? You look like you've just seen a ghost or something," Carlos asked noticing his friend's face was a bit pale. "Huh?" Riley replied trying to play it off. "I'm fine, just have my head up in the clouds is all." "Well, you better keep your head grounded mister," Tammy giggled. Tammy walked over to her boyfriend and took his hand in hers. Carlos shrugged and walked next to Riley as they headed off back to school. The trio casually talked as they walked back to the school, occasionally Riley would turn his head and check behind him to make sure that man wasn't following them. Up until they were walking through the main doors did he feel somewhat safe. He wasn't even entirely sure why he felt unsafe in the first place. The man who was looking at him was just some random guy out on his lunch and they happened to make eye contact is all. Riley tried his best to not think about it. Lunch was about to end in the next couple minutes and the three needed to walk through the massive crowd of people lining up at either the West doors or the East doors. Unfortunately for the group, Tammy's next class was in the East wing while both Riley and Carlos had a class in the West wing. The couple kissed before parting ways saying something that they'd meet up after class to go to the assembly, right as the lunch bell rang. Students from all over started walking to their respective doors, talking aloud amongst their peers. Riley and Carlos got caught up in a few lower classman pushing and shoving their way through the crowd as they tried to get to their next class. "Man these fucking lower classmen need to learn their place," Carlos swore as he tried to grab hold of one of their backpacks and yank them back. "Hey, that was us a couple years ago, so don't sweat it, Carlos," Riley replied as they kept walking, trying to avoid bumping into people as best as they could. About a minute later they were just passing through the two double doors that led into the West Wing, thankfully Crimson High had a five minute passing period between classes and after lunch. Riley had Econ while Carlos had US History, both happened to be in the same hallway. Tamara on the other hand had Chemistry right after lunch and all the science based classes were in the East Wing. The boys parted ways as Riley walked into his Econ class while Carlos' class was a way down the hall. Tammy's caught up with a few of her friends and listened to their mindless gossip as they all walked into Chem. *** "Oh yes... the Detective's boy... such an amazing specimen..." a lowly voice said. "I just have to make my move at the right moment... but for now I shall wait..." The man who was sitting in the back of the O'Reilly's diner was none other than Dr. Rodriguez. It was a rare sight for him to come out into the public eye like this. Nobody knew he existed which was more on his part, but even he couldn't resist trying to find his next target. Normally the doctor would wait a week or two before kidnapping his next victim but that was till Riley caught his eye. It would be a rather bold move on his part to kidnap the detective's son, who was constantly looking for him. In fact right then and there the doctor had made it his goal to eventually find a way to kidnap Detective Owen's son. If he didn't do something soon all his work would be for naught and that would make him very angry. *** Owen and Sarah were out driving around Crimson City trying to find new leads on just who this "Changeling" was and how he was able to change these teenage boys. Both were shooting ideas back and forth, but none were really conclusive. They weren't really in a hurry to be anywhere so they headed off towards EWL Industries to see if they couldn't speak with their CEO and get their thoughts on the matter. EWL Industries was quite a ways south from downtown Crimson City and traffic was pretty abysmal. Owen skipped going through downtown to avoid the lunch rush, it'd take an extra couple minutes, but it was better than having to deal with all the people downtown. Within a twenty minute time frame they were parking in the parking garage attached to a rather big building. The building was only about three stories tall and had more of that industrialized appeal to it, almost like a university's science building. Windows galore aligned the walls of the building, showing off quite a number of offices and some labs. The pair walked through the skywalk that connected the parking garage to the main building, once inside the main building they were facing a fancy looking elevator. The doors had a shiny finish to them and the woodwork around them looked like it was made by an expert craftsmen. They could only go down it seemed, there was only a button with a weird looking down arrow in the middle. Sarah pressed the button while Owen was busy staring at the woodwork. "Quite a fancy place, wouldn't you agree?" Sarah asked Owen who was still off in his own world. When he didn't respond right away she nudged him with her elbow. He about fell over as he came out of his trance, shaking his head quickly and trying to regain his balance. Sarah just smiled at him and he gave her a dirty look in return. The elevator dinged and one of the doors slid open. Both casually walked in and saw a button for the first floor, Sarah was closer so she reached over and pressed it till the button lit up. The doors were about to close when they heard someone shout to wait. Owen stuck his hand through the elevator door to stop it from closing all the way just as a young man came running by. He was huffing and puffing as he walked into the elevator and thanked Owen and Sarah for holding the elevator for him. The man was dressed in normal clothes but had a name badge that read 'Matthew'. "Thanks again, you don't know how much that means to me. I was almost late getting back from lunch... Name's Matt... and you probably have read my name tag already," he said with excitement at first but it quickly faded. "No problem, we're..." Sarah started to say before being cut off by this Matt. "Detective Wilkes and Agent Fletcher! I know exactly who you two are, you've been looking into that murder case that's been plaguing the city. And you're probably going to speak with Ms. Lams, right?" he butted in. "Er, yes that's correct. We were in the area and thought to get some insight on what she thinks or something to help point us in the right direction." Owen chimed in as the elevator doors opened. Sarah and Owen started to walk out to go check in or whatever it was they would have to do to speak with this Ms. Lams when Matt offered to take them up to her office. The two looked at each other and agreed that it'd be more professional to announce their presence then spontaneously appear at her office door. Owen thanked him for the offer and explained they'd rather go check in at the reception desk and go from there. Matt nodded and stepped out to head off to the right, going under a giant banner that read "Lab". Right as he was about to step through the door at the end he turned and waved goodbye. "Interesting kid," Owen said as he did a nod towards Matt in place of a wave. "Yeah, you got that right. Makes me wonder why he was so eager to take us to his boss." Sarah replied as they walked up to an open reception desk that was a ways from the elevators. The receptionist was a girl who was most likely in her early 20's, cute face, shoulder length brunette hair, and dressed in a white blouse and a blue dress skirt. She was finishing up on a call when she noticed the two walking up. "Well hello, how may I help you?" she asked politely while looking at the pair. "Uhh yeah, we'd like to speak with your boss, a Ms. Lams?" Owen replied. "Mmm let's see do you two have an appointment with her or are you just walk-ins?" the receptionist asked while looking towards her computer monitor. "We're with the CCPD, I'm Agent Fletcher and this is Detective Wilkes. We'd like to speak with Ms. Lams to maybe get some answers to some specific questions we have." Sarah chimed in, getting rather annoyed that they've wasted this much time. Sarah read the receptionist's name tag, Kelly was the girl's name. The young gal hesitated a bit but picked up the phone and rang her boss to let her know that she had some unexpected guests arriving shortly. She pointed towards a different set of elevators to the far left and to head up to the third floor and just follow the signs. Owen thanked her and the two walked off towards the elevators, these ones didn't take nearly as long to arrive on their floor as the other one did. They stepped in and Owen pressed the button for the third floor. Luckily for them the elevator made no stops and went directly to the third floor which coincidentally was full of offices. Stepping out of the elevator neither knew where to even start, all they knew was to follow the signs. Only it would have been very helpful if there actual signs they could go off of. Someone had walked by and pointed over to the nearest wall which had a directory on it, clearly in a hurry for something. They walked over to the directory attached to the wall and looked down the long list of names to try and find the CEO. It honestly took them a couple minutes, the directory had at least fifty names attached to it. Finally they came across Ms. Lams name and a little arrow pointing left, so they walked down the hallway that was to their left. Every door had a name of someone and none matched who they were looking for, that is until they came across the final door at the very end of the hallway. "Oh, thank God we found it. This was starting to get ridiculous," Owen muttered as they reached the door that read 'Emmi Lams - CEO'. "Yeah, but what do you expect with such a big company? Sarah replied adjusting her hair so it was out of her face and trying to look more presentable. Owen looked over at her like "are you serious?" as he reached over to the door. Before he could even knock a voice from inside told them to come in. The pair looked at each other with weird looks but did as they were told and walked in. As they walked into the office they noticed that it was smaller than what you would think belonged to a CEO but overall it looked very professional. On one wall was a giant bookcase that was full of books and other nick nacks and the wall across had portraits of various people, probably relatives or friends of this person. Right across from the pair was a woman who was definitely younger than them sitting at a giant desk. The woman was looking over some papers and signing others as she looked up and noticed her unexpected guests. Shoulder length blonde hair, a mature face, and from what Owen could tell she had a very slim figure in the light gray business attire she was wearing. "Well come on in, don't be shy," she said in a sweet voice, gesturing towards the two leather chairs placed in front of her desk. "We're..." Owen started to say before the woman cut in and took over. "Agent Fletcher and Detective Wilkes, you're here to ask me questions about the ongoing murder case that has been going on for a couple months now. You think my company might have something to do with the transformations and are here to ask me questions, right?" she said looking down at some more papers. "Uhh yes," Sarah replied almost shocked that she knew so much without either saying anything. "Some of our lab test results have come up that a certain chemical/drug has been used and the only place to get such a thing is from EWL Industries." "That's nye impossible Agent Fletcher, nobody can break in and steal any of our chemical compounds. They are heavily monitored and under watchful eyes 24/7, now if you don't mind can we get to some more important questions?" the woman said, clearly annoyed that she was being bothered by these two. "Well, whoever is doing this must have some knowledge of what you use. Besides my question is how on earth is it possible to turn these young boys into girls without the need of hormone treatments like yours requires?" Owen asked trying to defuse the situation. "That's actually a good question Detective Wilkes. The human body can only handle so much stress being applied to it at one time, introducing a sudden change such as having your gender changed is more than enough and our bodies just cannot handle such a change right away. Such a huge change in hormonal balance is enough to cause permanent damage to a person, which is why we require someone has at least undergone a year's worth of hormonal transplants to help with the 'shock' the body experiences. Whoever has engineered this new 'drug' should be commended for doing what I have been unable to do." "Okay, so what you're telling me is you have no clue how they'd be able to re-engineer your own drug into something better?" "Indeed, now if you two will excuse me I have some important business to attend," She waved her hand in a shooing motion while going back to looking at her papers. Neither Owen or Sarah wanted to piss off the CEO of this rather big company so they both stood up from their seats. "Thank you for your time, Ms. Lams," Owen said as he started to walk towards the door. "When we meet again Detective Wilkes, please call me Emmi," she replied looking up at him with deep blue eyes. Owen was confused but before he could even say anything Sarah was practically pushing him out the door. Emmi Lams leaned back in her chair and watched them leave, Sarah closing the door behind them. She knew she'd be expecting Owen to come back in a couple weeks time, only on worse terms. Once she heard the footsteps fade away she wrote a note to herself to remind her about Owen and just why she'd be seeing him. "Well, that was a waste of time," Sarah sighed tieing her strawberry blonde hair into a ponytail. "Did you really expect anything from the CEO? Of course, she wasn't going to tell us a whole lot and I'm a bit skeptical about coming back to visit." Owen replied. "She was pretty nice compared to some of these business heads we've chatted with over the years. At least she didn't throw us out as soon as she knew who we were," Sarah laughed remembering past events. Owen joined in and was chuckling as he remembered a time they had just barely made it through the front doors and were already trying to be escorted out the building, those were the ones that usually had something to hide and were quickly busted. They were walking through the reception area when the receptionist, Kelly waved to them as they passed. Owen was busy looking into his phone for something and Sarah did a half wave as they walked towards the elevator they needed. Finally back in the parking garage, Owen had made a few calls to a few people on his team to start doing a bit more digging into EWL Industries. Soon they were out of the garage and back on the streets of Crimson City, heading back to their main headquarters. The drive back was mostly silent between Owen and Sarah which wasn't usually the case, usually they were talking the entire drive. Both were caught up in their own thoughts, Owen wanting to capture this "Changeling" person and hoping his son was safe, not that he didn't think his football star of a son couldn't handle himself. His thoughts drifted back towards that voicemail left on his answering machine and scoffed, empty threats didn't phase him. Sarah was just thinking of making a trip down to the lab when they got back to see if anything had been discovered. Without much help from the only source they could remotely use, they were basically stuck on their own. Sure they could get a warrant to do a search but Sarah could easily tell when a hotshot was bluffing and she had a feeling they wouldn't get very far. Eventually they were back at their office, which was just off the CCPD station, Owen walked into his office while Sarah went down to the lab which conveniently located in the basement. *** The school bell had rang, sixth period was over, students and teachers were making their way to the main gym for the assembly. Originally they were going to have it in their massive auditorium but them seating became a factor and quickly decided the main gym would be better. Riley and Carlos had met up in the hallway where their classes were, they weren't in a huge hurry to get to this assembly but as usual Riley wanted to be seated next to Tamara. Tamara was standing in their normal meeting spot waiting for her two favorite knuckleheads to come out of the West Wing. As she waited a few of her friends tried to get her to go sit with them but she was keen on waiting for Riley and Carlos, who just happened to be walking towards her at that very moment. It wasn't very difficult to spot the oddball pair, you had Riley who was unmistakable and then Carlos and his big glasses which stood out like a sore thumb. She couldn't help but smile as they finally caught up with her and Riley took her hand in his. All three followed the rest of the crowd into the gym, going through the south doors and down the steps onto the unfolded bleacher seats. They found a few empty seats near the very bottom so they trudged down the steel stairs to them, having to pass by quite a few people who were already sitting. Finally sitting down the three could barely hear themselves talk over the echo's of everyone else talking. The assembly wasn't going to start for another ten minutes, to give people enough time to make it in and get settled. Everyone was either talking or on their phone as they waited, it was better than just sitting there bored. In typical teenager fashion, there were a few rowdy students who didn't want to attend the assembly so they were making quite a fuss. Riley scanned the crowd to see if he could see any other friends of his amongst the crowd. He did see a few students trying to keep it together as they looked down at the memorial that they had for Joseph. His school picture had been enlarged into a poster to show his bright smiling face. He did see a couple of his friends in a few places, but they were busy talking with other people or engrossed in their phone. Tammy squeezed his hand, making him turn his head to look at her and smiled. How could someone like him end up with such a great girl like Tammy? Riley leaned in and gave her a quick kiss before one of the teachers told him to hold off on the PDA while they were in the gymnasium. The teenager laughed it off and said he would, by then the assembly was about to start. Their principal went up to the microphone next to the giant picture and did a few sound checks before starting his speech. "Today we are here to remember a fellow student and friend. Joseph Sanders was taken from us far too soon from a horrible monster. Not only are we here to remember a fellow Cardinal, but to make sure all of our students and staff know how to be extra careful. As you may know this sick individual only targets teenage boys and thus it is up to your teachers and other staff to make sure you're safe." the principal started his speech. A few students booed and wolf whistled, just being overall disrespectful. They were removed rather quickly as the principal picked back up where he started. He wanted to make sure the boys knew how to protect themselves and where they could go if they need help. This dragged on for a few more minutes before the big announcement came. "It has come to a vote amongst the staff that for the safety of our students, all boys in 11th and 12th grade will not be allowed to leave for lunch..." Almost all the junior and senior boys stood up and started yelling all kinds of things. Some were even starting to throw things down at the principal. It was just a huge mess for everyone. Riley and Carlos were a bit upset but not to the extremes some of the other guys were taking it. That meant no more eating lunch at O'Reilly's Diner which was a huge bummer. "Unless you're in a group!" the principal yelled into the microphone over the crowd. Only a handful of the student body heard that last bit as staff and teachers were trying to calm down the erupting hoard of students. It was a complete disaster and the principal could only try and help stop the feud. After a good twenty minutes things were getting better, quite a few students had joined in to help their fellow teachers, including the trio. Once things had finally settled the principal apologized and restated the last part. The students were much happier to hear that and even a few cheered. The assembly didn't last much longer and since there were only thirty minutes left of school the principal decided to let everyone out early except for those who had caused so many problems. Everybody cheered and were getting ready to leave the gym in a somewhat orderly fashion. Riley held onto Tammy's hand who in turn grabbed Carlos as they followed people out the many exits. They like everyone else went to their lockers to grab their stuff and get out of the school as fast as possible. It only took mere minutes before all three met up in their "spot" and walked out the front doors together. The three walked towards Riley's little Honda that his dad had gotten him for getting his license. It had a few rust spots but other than that it was a great starter car for a teenager. Riley hopped into the driver side after manually unlocking the door with his key and unlocked the doors the other two were standing by. Tammy had called shotgun as they walked out the doors way before Carlos had even thought of it. "You win this round Tam," he sneered as he hopped in the backseat behind Riley. "Aww don't be such a sore loser. You weren't even thinking about it until after I called shotgun." Tammy replied with a smirk. Riley just rolled his eyes as he started up the car. His mind was going elsewhere as he looked behind him to make sure nobody was coming. Carlos told him he was clear on both sides so Riley backed up and got the car turned, switching it over to drive and pressing on the gas pedal. The car lurched forward and with a creak it started moving. They headed off towards Riley's house to do homework and just hang out as usual. Riley handed his phone over to Tammy and asked her to text his dad that they were on their way to the house. She took the phone and within mere seconds had the message sent. Carlos and Riley never understood how girls could text so fast, but it had to have been an evolutionary trait. "Your dad says hi, by the way," she giggled. Tammy held onto his phone till they pulled up into the driveway. Carlos was the first out of the car with his backpack slung over his shoulder. Riley turned off the engine and got out, followed by Tammy. All three walked towards the front door and headed on inside as soon as Riley unlocked the door. Owen had a semi-strict policy that all three would stay in the kitchen/dining room to do their homework until he got home. So they all opened their backpacks and took out the books and notebooks stuffed inside. Within seconds, the entire dining room table was covered with their things. Riley started up on his math homework, being in Pre-Cal he needed more than enough time. Carlos was finishing up some take home quiz for his history class while Tammy was doing a mix of helping Riley with some equations and working on some Spanish. *** Owen had just received a text from his son's phone letting him know that they were on their way to the house. He chuckled and figured it was Tamara sending it to him since Riley would have been driving by now. Sending off a quick reply with 'Say hi to Riley for me', he went back to trying to decipher the calling card that had been eating up most of his time. Whoever was behind the murders clearly wanted to be known but yet left nothing else other than a name. The detective leaned back into his chair and rested his hands behind his head, taking a deep breath of air as he tried to figure out at least something. First the calling cards and then the voicemail, what else was going to happen? Little did he know his question was about to be answered. He received a phone call from one of the other agents letting him know that they ran through a hunch they had and discovered gold. While looking into a different case altogether, this agent ended up in the long-abandoned industrial district where all the empty warehouses were. After doing some checking around, they accidently stumbled upon a surgical table in the middle of one of the warehouses. The agent immediately called in backup and called Owen to let him know. Owen barely said a word as he jumped out of his chair with excitement. He told the agent to send him the coordinates and he'd be over as soon as possible. This was exactly the kind of lead the detective needed to help get the case back on track. Quickly hanging up the phone, he called Sarah to let her know the news and that they were immediately going. Sarah barely had time to say anything as Owen had hung up and was at her desk within a minute. She could only laugh to herself, there was no stopping Owen when he was like this. But she couldn't blame him, they needed this break in the case to hopefully start getting somewhere. She had time to grab her badge and gun before they were heading out to Owen's car. Soon they were weaving in and out of traffic through the bustling streets of Crimson City to the industrial district. While obeying traffic laws the trip to the industrial district took about twenty-five minutes give or take. As they pulled up where all the warehouses were, the entire scene was blocked off with caution tape. Police cruisers and vans were parked all over, so Owen parked the car nearby. They both got out and started walking towards the taped off area when one of the newer police officers told them they couldn't be here. Both flashed their badges and walked under the tape without saying a word, the new recruit didn't say anything after. Sarah loved doing that to people, showing off their badge was more than enough to shut someone up. Owen had walked over to talk to the man who called him. Agent Carter was more than happy to talk to him as he lead the way into the warehouse. "So we've found some interesting pieces to this puzzle," he started as they walked. "We've done some on hand chemical tests and though nothing has come up yet, I have a good feeling that whatever residue was left will bring good results." They walked close to the operating table that was illuminated by the dimming sunlight. Owen grabbed a pair of plastic gloves and put them on before dragging a finger across what appeared to be a pinkish residue left on the table. Bringing it up close to his face he could make out a few golden flakes, he studied it for a bit before ripping off his gloves and telling Agent Carter to get as much as they could to send off to the lab. Owen walked around the table examining everything his eyes laid on. He noticed a workbench way off to the side and walked over to it. "Has anyone checked this out yet?" Owen asked to no one in particular. "Uhh no, never noticed it until now," someone responded as they walked over to where Owen was standing. On the workbench was an obviously used needle that looked like it still had something in it. Carefully picking it up he tried to see what was still in it. Unable to really tell he put the needle in an evidence bag and handed it off. Owen looked over things one last time, making sure he didn't miss anything. After triple checking and talking to a few people, including Sarah, he was ready to head back to get the paperwork ready. Sarah was looking for any signs of blood or anything that might help them identify this "Changeling" when Owen was talking to her. Whoever this person was, was very clever in not leaving a trace. The two walked out of the warehouse and back to Owen's car, left where they had parked. They talked about what they had found and compared notes as they eventually drove back to HQ. Owen had texted his son letting him know the good news as he and Sarah had walked downstairs to the lab. As they reached the final steps they both stopped at the metal double doors that led into the lab area. They walked through and were greeted by a few of the lab assistants who were working on a few projects from other cases. Owen stopped by one of them and set down the two evidence bags he had, one with the needle and the other. He explained what they had found at the scene and that they needed some tests done as soon as possible. The lab assistants were a bit confused but when Owen told them it was about the murder case they immediately went to work. The head of the lab, an older gentleman by the name of Robert assured Owen and Sarah that they would do their best and in hope get even closer to figuring out who the murderer is. They chatted for a bit longer until Owen had received a call that there was some letter with his name on it waiting for him. Confused he walked up back to the front desk and on the counter was an envelope. It had his name on the front in scribbled letters as if someone was writing his name rather quickly. Opening the envelope he pulled out a folded piece of paper, after unfolding it he saw there was a bit of writing on the page. He quickly read the message when he dropped the paper and immediately called his son. The letter was from the man who called himself Changeling, in it he described that since they found his precious lab he was going to take something precious of Owen's. Attached to the letter was a picture of their home with a timestamp of a couple hours ago. "Riley it's Dad, I want you to lock the doors and close any curtains. Don't worry about it just do as I say, make sure Carlos and Tamara stay with you. I'm on my way home now!" Owen practically shouted as his son questioned him over the phone. Owen hung up on his son and called Sarah to let her know the situation and that he would need backup. He was outside and to his car in just a few strides, whoever this person was, Owen would not let them touch his son. In less than ten minutes, Owen was pulling up into the driveway and quickly got out, his left hand held the gun attached to his hip. He slowly unlocked the door and announced it was him coming in. Peeking in through the door, he saw no one was in the kitchen or dining room so he fully stepped into the house. Locking the door behind him, he called out for Riley. Riley yelled back that he was in the living room and demanded to know what the hell was going on. Owen walked into the living room where the three teens were, notebooks in laps and books spread out among them. Owen asked to speak with his son in the kitchen real quick. When they both were in the kitchen he explained to his son the situation and that a few police officers were on the way. Just as he finished his explanation red and blue lights could be seen flashing through the dining room curtains. Riley was starting to panic a bit and his dad just told him to stay calm and keep doing his homework while he went to go talk to his fellow officers. Riley just nodded, quite shaken up that this person his dad was after was watching them. He walked back into the living room and sat down next to Tammy on the couch. As his son went back into the living room, Owen stepped outside to meet with the few officers standing there. Sarah had just pulled up and quickly got out of her car. She passed Owen and went inside the house to keep an eye on the teens. A few more police officers arrived while the rest were doing a ten block perimeter around the house. Thirty minutes had passed and nobody was able to find anything. Owen was getting frustrated and tried to keep his cool so he wasn't going off on someone. It wasn't the first time someone had threatened his family, but it was something he didn't take too kindly. A couple officers were stationed to keep doing a perimeter check every hour to make sure nothing happened. Owen was instructed to stay inside and keep a watchful eye on his son till morning. As for Carlos and Tamara, they would be taken home by police officers to make sure they were safe. The Wilkes family was in for quite the night. *** "So can you explain better what the hell is going on?" Riley asked Sarah as she sat down at the dining room table. "The person we're after was near the house and we think they're after you," she replied looking through the closed curtains. "Your dad got a letter with a threat and a timestamped picture of the house from just a few hours ago." "Oh..." Riley replied. Tammy hugged him tightly and told him it'd be alright. Carlos gave him a fist bump and said the same. Sarah smiled at the three teens; if they only knew just how severe the situation was. As the four chatted some more there was a knock at the door and Sarah went to answer it. It was one of the police officers, she explained that they were going to take the persons called Carlos and Tamara home. Both teens protested, neither wanting to leave Riley by himself if some lunatic was on the loose. "Uhh we're staying here, Miss, besides if anyone tries to get to Riley they'll have to go through me." Carlos flexed his arms trying to show off his very little muscle. "Hehe yeah, funny. One kid but you're coming with us whether you like it or not. Now please don't make this a headache and just follow me," she replied, clearly not in the mood to deal with a teenager's shenanigans. "Well, you heard the cop lady, I don't wanna be arrested so I'll see you tomorrow bro!" Carlos said as he pulled Riley into a shoulder hug. "Yeah man," Riley replied, wishing that they could stick around to keep him company. Next to go was Tammy, who refused to leave without giving her boyfriend a long drawn out kiss and hugging him tightly. Sarah coughed trying to say that they could stop any time now. Tammy finally pulled herself away from Riley and left with the other police officer standing by the front door. Riley felt a bit alone but knew he still had his Aunt Sarah to keep him company, at least until his dad was done. Without much else to do Riley continued with his homework, Sarah had sat down on the recliner and casually chatted with him, asking questions about how school was going and what he had for homework. Riley had answered every single question despite trying to engross himself with his homework and not think about the situation at hand. It was something he was sorta good at, at least since his mom had passed. That was quite a hard time for him, he was only 12 at the time but to see his mom, whom he shared a close relationship with, finally move on after so much pain was hard on both him and his dad. He tried to keep his feelings to himself, even when he had Tammy who would try and pick and pry at him to know how he was feeling. Despite this Riley felt like he was a normal teenager, going through the motions of high school, playing football, and maybe playing for the UNCC football team when he got into college. He got lost in his thoughts as he usually did when he dwelled on his past like that. It wasn't until his dad was calling his name that he snapped out of it and looked up to see his dad frowning at him. "You alright Rye?" Owen asked, giving his son a concerned look. Riley knew his dad never called him by his nickname unless he really thought something was bothering him. The teen just shrugged his shoulders and went back to looking at his books. Owen sighed and Sarah took the hint and stood up, walking over to him to talk. While the adults were chatting about whatever Riley took the opportunity to go to his room. He pulled out his phone and texted both Carlos and Tammy. Carlos responded with a selfie of him in the passenger's seat of the police cruiser and his bright big smile. Tammy didn't respond until about twenty minutes later, which was unusual since she was normally very quick to text back. They texted back and forth most of the night until Riley was called down for dinner. Owen had ordered pizza from one of the many pizza joints and a couple 2-liters of their favorite soda. He must have had a weird look on his face because his dad just laughed and told him it was a special occasion. "So being watched is a special occasion?" Riley asked a bit annoyed with how upbeat his dad seemed. The whole situation bothered him and he figured his dad was just trying to seem happy for his sake. "Uhh yeah, I didn't feel like cooking either. So pizza it is," Owen replied. He watched his son trudge his way to the dining room table and sit down. Something was bothering him and he wanted his son to open up but didn't want to push him too hard. "So... What's been ailing you? You're not your upbeat self," Owen asked. "This whole murder case, now this, this psycho is watching us!" Riley shouted without thinking. He clammed up real quick after that sudden outburst. Owen was taken back a bit, his son never yelled like that, especially towards him. "Rye, I know how you feel, I don't like this either. Whoever is out there is upset his little hideout was discovered and is now trying to take out his anger on me." Riley opened his mouth to speak but whatever words he had on the tip of his tongue, he decided against using them. Instead, he grabbed a slice of the meat lovers pizza and put it on a paper plate. Owen grabbed a couple slices of the same pizza and put them on his plate. Afterward, he poured himself some Mountain Dew into a glass full of ice. "I wish they'd refrigerate these things, ya know?" Owen said hoping to lighten the sour mood. His son shrugged and slowly started to eat his pizza. The night continued on, both of the Wilkes weren't in great moods for their own reasons. Riley had gone off to bed a few hours later while Owen was in his office, looking over the envelope he had kept in his pocket. The message had been typed so there was no way to distinguish it from anything. It was the picture attached that bothered Owen the most. Looking at it a bit longer, he put the paper into the scanner on his desk and had it uploaded to his computer. Once there he opened it up and zoomed in on the picture. Something had caught his eye and he wanted to make sure it was what he thought. With the image zoomed in, it showed the dining room windows and Owen could easily make out his son sitting there laughing at something. Owen slammed his fist onto his desk in anger, this freak's next target was his son. At the same time, Owen felt a bit of fear as his mind wandered, what if he couldn't protect his boy? *** It had been a couple of weeks later, there were no more threatening decrypted messages or any signs of the Changeling. This didn't stop Owen's from keeping up with the investigation. He was determined more than ever to find this Changeling and finally put an end to this long drawn out case. Those who worked in the lab weren't any closer to finding out what exactly made up the drug that was inside the needle. The detective was sitting in his office reading the paper, crime had been at an all time low this year so far then the murders. Owen was hoping he'd hear some good news from the lab today, but he figured it'd be very unlikely. His team was doing their best and using whatever resources they could get their ha