It's Elementary

Plot Summery
Henry Mitchell Jr., or Junior as most everybody calls him, is the only mortal in a family of very powerful Witch-Hybrids, and that never bothered him. While his sisters and cousins were destined to fight Evil, Junior chose to become a Police Officer to fight for the Greater Good on the mortal side of things. But when Junior begins manifesting some powerful magic himself, he turns to his sisters for help to discover how he got it, and why.



“SFPD! Freeze, put your hands where I can see them!” shouted Officer Henry Mitchell Jr. at the suspect. “And don’t even thing about making a run for it!” “Ok, ok just don’t shoot.” replied the beefy thug that was their prime suspect in a string of drug related murders.

He began to raise his arms over his head and two of Junior’s fellow officers closed in to cuff him, they almost had the cuffs on him when suddenly… He bucked them off him, swung at a third officer, knocking her unconscious and then turned and ran in the opposite direction.

“DAMN IT!! Why do they always run?!” Junior exclaimed as he began to chase after the thug. He chased him through three alleys and over  a fence. ‘How is this guy so fast’ Junior thought to himself, ‘I am going to lose him, I can’t lose this guy, he’s already killed four people that we know of! C’mon Junior get your ass in gear!’

    Junior was then struck by the strangest sensation he had ever felt in his life, a strange glowing tingling feeling so intense that he was knocked off his feet, and was left there on all fours, confused and wondering what was happening to him. At that exact moment the ground beneath Junior began to shake, splitting the asphalt along the street until it reached the thug he had been so worried about losing only a moment before ,causing him to fall hard on his face.

 The strange sensation had eased somewhat, so Junior rose to his feet and slowly made his way to where the thug had fallen. When he reached the thug, he rolled him over onto his back, and Junior was shocked by the look of utter terror on his face. “What the hell was that, what happened?”  He asked before fainting. “I don’t know,” Junior replied quietly more to himself than to the thug, ‘What was that?” he thought to himself.

 His musing was disturbed by the sound of several pairs of running feet. He turned to see the other officers coming up on them,'' ''