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Downtown Gotham;
The car had stopped outside of the building, as the two officers had gotten out, heading inside. One of them held a cigarette in one hand, a lighter in the other. He lit the stick of tobacco and tar, before heading inside, the other - older officer grunted. "Do you have to smoke that inside?" He asked, and the officer nodded. "Sure do." They headed for the elevator, only to find that the elevator was out of service, not unexpected from a place this rundown in Gotham. In the 60's, this had been an office building, but it had since then been turned into an apartment complex with several low-income families living in it. The two were here for one specific man. His name was Lukas Jackson, a drug dealer and suspect in a double homicide two days ago. Lucas was supposed to have been hired to kill one Martin Green, a young man with ties to several criminal organizations around town - like most people in this city.
The two arrived at the door, after climbing the stairs, the officer that had been smoking had put out his cigarette, fixed the tie around his neck on the navy blue police uniform. Inside, they found that the door was not locked, in fact, it looked like it had been kicked open. The two looked at each other and reached for their guns, drawing them and holding them up with both hands, aiming, while they walked carefully into the apartment. As they did, they heard a sound, and the officer grabbed his partner, tackling him to the floor as the shower of bullets erupted from the submachine gun being fired at them.
Looking over at his partner, he grunted, seeing him bleeding from the arm, one bullet had grazed him. The assailant had run across the room, while the two were hiding outside of the door, both of them firing their guns at him, but being unsuccesful in hitting him. He darted to the window, onto the staircase leading onto the roof. The wounded officer grunted, calling for backup into the radio, while the other one climbed to his feet. "You OK? Get down to the street and wait for backup, I'll chase this asshole down." He said, darting up the stairs, his partner shouting after him.
"Todd!"
Jason emerged onto the staircase as his target got onto the top of the roof, the young officer darted up the stairs as quickly as he could, beginning to catch up with the gunman. Bringing up his gun, the man had already jumped off of the building - onto the next rooftop before Officer Todd could fire. He chased him down, and much to the criminals surprise, the Policeman cleared the gap between the two buildings without hesitation, rolling on the concrete as his target kicked open the door leading into the next apartment complex, he was running down the staircase when the officer leaped over the railing, landing in front of the man, whom stumbled while turning around, sprinting down the corridor, running out of breath.
A young woman came out of her apartment as the two came running at her, freezing upon seeing the police and the criminal, the latter got into her apartment and headed for the window in a desperate attempt at losing his pursuer, but before he could reach the window, the cop stood in the doorway, his finger on the trigger of his department issued glock.
"Freeze!"
***
Jason walked in with Lucas in handcuffs into the Police Department, two other officers taking the criminal from his custody, putting him in holding while Jason filled out the paperwork. Jason's partner, William Harper tapped him on the shoulder " You chased him across a rooftop, down the next apartment building and leaped two stories down a staircase. What are you, Captain America?" and Jason shrugged. " I took a few gymnastic classes in high school, and I ran a lot of track." The officer grinned. The older officer, Harper shrugged. "Yeah, whatever Todd. You keep busting crooks like this, and you'll be on the fast track to getting that shield."
Jason grinned. Detective Todd.. amused at the thought.