"What the Hell's a 'Mentoring Program'?"

[JJ Johnson]

For once, JJ was actually having a pretty good day. He'd managed to get in a few arrests, mostly some druggies and stuff, and he'd heard that the bitch Erika had suddenly disappeared. Rumor had it that she'd just taken off or something, but JJ didn't care. He liked to think that the uppity little bitch had gotten what she'd deserved and ended up kidnapped. The mere thought was enough to elevate JJ's mood further, and he was still riding high on an adrenaline boost he'd had from chasing down a perp a little while ago. Even better: Harver had gotten stuck with all the paperwork again, leaving JJ pleeeenty of time to chill and bask in his own glory.

Then the chief had called him into his office. Figuring that his Fate was about to turn a massive upswing, JJ hopped from his desk as quick as a kid getting out of bed on Christmas morning. He gave a few of his coworkers winks, and a few more the finger as he headed into the chief's office. JJ just knew what this was gonna be about: he was so getting a promotion. They'd recognized him for just how freakin' awesome he was and now he'd finally get what he deserved. Be even better if he got to rub it in that jackass Sterling's face. Just thinking about it nearly made JJ hard.

Though that about went away as he entered the office and saw that the chief had someone else there. A kid. JJ looked at the kid, his eyebrows raising. "Christmas bonus come early this year?" he asked, soon chuckling, obviously thinking this was an absolutely hilarious comment. He turned to the chief, who frowned. Said chief soon explained that this young man had recently been picked up out of Chicago, which had JJ momentarily brightening, before the chief then went on to explain that the kid was one of "JJ's kind." That didn't dim his enthusiasm overmuch, until the other shoe dropped:

"And you'll be watching out for him. Think of it as parole meets mentoring."

"the hell?" said JJ, looking at the kid. "You really think I'm gonna play babysitter from some shit-face kid you--" but the chief gave JJ a stern look, and JJ turned to look at the kid. Surely he couldn't be happy about this situation either, right?

[Kodah Gallagher]

“Oh great, another fucking police station.” Kodah rolled his eyes as he was escorted into the hall. It hadn't been a full twenty four hours before he was back in a police station. He would have been glad if he’d never have to step foot in a place like this again but his thirst for trouble would never allow for that. He was led to the back office and passed by numerous cubicles and police officers, each eyeing Kodah carefully. His presence had everyone on edge, he was as dangerous and unpredictable as he looked.

The office door shut behind him and Kodah was greeted by the police chief. “Good afternoon Mr. Gallagher,” he motioned toward the seat in front of his desk. “Take a seat.” Kodah gave the chief an angry stare before taking the chair closest to the door. “You’re probably wondering why your instructors have sent you down here,” the Chief sighed and sat at his desk, pulling a file out from the stack of papers. “So basically a fucking baby sister?” Kodah argued. “Nah, I don’t think so.” The chief cleared his throat, “You do not have a say in the matter, Mr. Gallagher.”


“This is bullshit!” Kodah kicked at floor and the chief called his ‘mentor’ in. As he sauntered into the office, Kodah caught a glimpse of his named tag, Johnson. He didn’t look as official an uptight as the other cops around the station. He’s probably a mutant, Kodah thought to himself. The Police chief explained the situation and Officer Johnson seemed less than pleased. “Well you ain’t too good looking yerself, asshole,” Kodah spat. The Police Chief handed JJ the file, “Everything you need to know about Mr. Gallagher is in this file, dismissed.”

[JJ Johnson]

JJ growled as his new "mentee" snapped back at him. Kid needed... wait a second, kid looked kind of familiar. JJ frowned, pulling out the file to scan over. Kodah? "What kind of fucking stupid name is Kodah?" he asked, looking over at the kid. The chief had sighed by this point, likely knowing that asking JJ to move and read was probably asking a little too much. JJ had flipped through more information, frowning as he absorbed more and more information. As he got to points though, he had to chuckle. "Kodah" had a rap sheet almost like JJ's.

"From the Windy City, huh?" he asked, looking over at Kodah. "You been to the Southside? You know, the shitty place everyone drives through in a hurry? That was my home beat,' he smiled, obviously hoping to impress Kodah. he looked back at the file, flipping through more, obviously not feeling any need or pressing urge to actually start going somewhere and doing something that would have been more productive, let alone address Kodah further.