Flashback

 "Hmm...do you Chinese like Indian food?"

"Do I look Chinese to you?"

BANG! A new sound which echoes along the street, and that is the sound of Yoshi's foot connecting cleanly with the jaw of Eric Lockheart. Yoshi smirks, and turns around, when he loses control of his arms, with the cold, hard steel of metal clutched around his wrist. Click, the noise will scar Yoshi for the rest of his life...as will the following words.

"You have the right to remain silent..."

End Flashback

Trust me, Lockheart, you have no idea who you’re thinking of.

Oh, I disagree. I think I damn well have a very good idea who I’m thinking of. Mr. Yawakuzi. You think that you could have gotten away with flying to America illegally? Our technology may not be as advanced as we like to think, they may not be as good as Chinese-

Yoshi shakes angrily and tries desperately to release the metal captors from his wrist. He shakes his hand and his body, to no avail, they wouldn’t release him from the imprisonment. As you may have guessed Yoshi has arose from the punch from Eric Lockheart from earlier, and shouldn’t there be cops?

Like I said, our technology may not be as good as the Chinese, but damn straight can they find out when no good summ’bitches try to illegally live in our humble and great nation.

Yoshi smirks and spits on the floor.

Great nation? Your police force is full of incompetent pricks who have no idea what they are doing. They waste their time trying to frame famous people, like me and OJ Simpson, and they should spend more time kidnapping people like R.Kelly, the true criminals, that have yet to be convicted! What the hell happened there, huh!?

Eric tightens the grip, and kicks the back of Yoshi’s knee, sending Yoshi bundled down to his knees.

Where the hell are they? Don’t worry,Yawakuzi, the cops haven’t forgotten about you. They’ll be here soon

Abandoned you, have they? Worthless pieces of shit. I told you, Lockheart, that nobody even likes you, but that can all change…just LET ME GO!

Yoshi shakes once more, a desperate attempt and he can begin to hear sirens coming from the distance, but it is getting louder, at a great rate.

Here they are, Yawakuzi. I told you they haven’t forgotten about you, and soon, you’ll be in prison, which is better than you deserve, scum.

Yoshi winces and shakes his head.

You’ve got it all wrong, Lockheart! I’m not a criminal! I have abided to law for my whole life, and now I get busted for no apparent reason! I shouldn’t even have a police file on there!

Yoshi hears the sirens now, and it appears that they are right across the street. Yoshi sits there in silence, whilst Lockheart rambles on.

…you’ll be surprised, actually. Oh, and the showers are great. I have a friend in there named Butch, I think you’ll get on really well. We even have that new ‘Dove’ soap, the one with extra slip. Made especially for prisons, y’know. It’s fun to watch, we have our own cameras in there, and it links directly to the staff room. It’s very funny. I’ll keep an eye out for you. Maybe Troy Knight’ll pay you a visit, but one can only hope, huh?

Yoshi shudders and feels a sharp pain at the back of his head. Everything goes black, and Yoshi falls down to the floor. Shortly afterwards, Yoshi feels the mixture of a shaking and dragging sensation.

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New scene – Home

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Hey…what the hell? You’ve been tossing and turning all night. Are you OK?

Yoshi’s eyes open, and no longer feels restricted in any way. Yoshi is back at his house, with Eric Lockheart looking concerned, right in front of his face.

You look like you’ve seen a ghost…did you have a nightmare or something?

Yoshi has a bitter look on his face, and he draws his fist and punches Eric Lockheart square in the jaw (Poor character, I almost feel sorry for creating him). Lockheart lands on the floor. Yoshi gets out of bed and puts on a pair of jeans. He looks over at Lockheart.

You fucking prick…

What? What the hell…Yoshi…what…what the hell is going on?...you’ve confused me…tell me what…what…Holy Christ Yoshi, you’re scaring the hell out of me.

Yoshi smiles and chuckles weakly.

Ha-ha…you prick. You almost had me there, but deep down I knew…deep down I knew you were just a twat.

Eric Lockheart extends his hand, and Yoshi takes it, and helps Eric up. Eric rubs his jaw.

That was a hard punch…considering it was a joke…

Sorry…I didn’t know.

Hey man, it’s alright. I’m gonna get in the shower and get washed up.

Yoshi looks over towards the alarm clock.

It’s 5 AM?

Yeah…well…I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep after that. That was a pretty brutal punch. It’ll hurt my jaw if I lay on it. Anyway, go back to sleep and I’ll see you later on.

Yeah…OK…night.

Night, kid…

Yoshi shakes his head and lays back in bed. He thinks about the dream that he had, and if it could possibly have been true. Yoshi is sure that he isn’t an illegal immigrant, hell, he’s certain he isn’t. But what if Lockheart IS a cop? And what if he IS working under cover? Once Yoshi was sure that Eric Lockheart wouldn’t be coming back (well, until the shower is finished), Yoshi climbed back out of bed. Walking over to Eric’s part of the room, Yoshi checks all of Eric’s pockets. Yoshi finds nothing.

Hm…I guess I’m just paranoid.

Eventually, something Gold glimpses the corner of his eye, beneath his bed. Curiosity taking over, Yoshi lifted up the mattress and picked it up. It was a police badge. Yoshi gasps and continues looking. He picks up Eric’s wallet, and opens it. No…no ID in there. Yoshi lifted up the mattress further and saw nothing. Yoshi checked behind the alarm, nothing. There was only one decent place where it could be, if anything. Yoshi, wincing completely, glanced over at Eric’s underwear, which lay sprawled on the floor.

Now I really wished I did have Troy Knight here, he’d jump with glee at the prospect to go through someones underwear.

Laughing at his own joke, Yoshi winced and picked up the underwear. Yoshi got angry and threw it at the bedside table, which knocked over the picture of Eric’s ex-wife, Larissa. Yoshi saw something blue fall behind the counter, and moving it from it’s original position, Yoshi managed to get behind it and pick it up. Looking at the card, it confirmed Yoshi’s suspicions. Eric Lockheart was indeed a cop! The door to the bedroom opened, and in came Eric Lockheart in a blue towel. Yoshi scowls at him, and Eric looks confused.

What’s the matter…man?

Yoshi looks at the card again, before throwing it in Eric’s hand. Eric looks at it and his eyes widen.

Hey man, I don’t know where the fuck this came from?

But it’s got your picture on it!

Look, I have no idea how the hell this got here. Someone must have fucking planted it, like the OJ Simpson case! This is a fake, this isn’t real! I’m not a god damn cop! You know I hate the cop movies!

…Get…out.

Dude! You know I wouldn’t try anything like that!

…Get…out…

I’m not a fucking cop!

…Get…out…

You have to fucking listen to me!

Get the hell out of here and don’t return!

Eric sighs and shakes his head. Yoshi watches him, glaring every now and then, as he looks at Eric, who is packing his bags. Yoshi can’t believe that Eric is a cop. He even brought that scum KFC! Eric has reached his all-time lowest. Eric sighs as he finishes packing his bags. Slinging the bags over his two shoulders, Eric looks at Yoshi.

Look. You don’t have to believe me-

…Get…

But can I just say one final thing!

Yoshi sighs, and Eric steps forward.

Even if I was a cop, I wouldn’t have done anything to you. You’ve been a friend to me in the few weeks we’ve known each other…and I’d just like to say…thanks…thanks for being a friend to me, even when nobody wouldn’t. Thanks for hiring me, when I really needed the money, and thanks for the good times we’ve shared together.

Eric Lockheart leaves the building as this scene closes.

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New scene – Unknown

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Clank, clank, clank. Footsteps are heard as a man is seen walking through a corridor. He stops in front of a door, blocked by two guards. The guards let the man through. The man enters the room, and a man is seated in a black leather chair. Wearing a green silk robe. His face is disguised as we can only see the back of the chair, however we can see the long back hair. The disguised man speaks.

How is my good friend?

The first man smirks and giggles.

His friend is gone…the plan worked to perfection. He is now unprotected.

Hmm…good…now, my dear Mr. Yawakuzi…it will soon be time to meet your destiny…it will soon be time to meet your real father.