Leland Coyle
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SINYALA FACILITY, 1959.
The Trial areas were always known for being depressing and dreadful, the hallways were covered in blood, spunk, flesh and gore all around, the air smelt of rotting corpses, unwashed bodies and so much despair and the atmosphere was enough to give anyone terror for the rest of their lives. Especially the Reagent's.
Lucky for Jonathan though, Jonathan isn't one of the Reagent's but instead a Prime Asset, the main hunters of the trials and usually the most noticeable ones. And now currently, Jonathan was just walking down the halls of the Police Station.
Why the police station? Because Jonathan was the newest addition to the Prime Assets roster and Murkoff hasn't finished making his trial environment yet so they decided to lump him in together with Coyle's trials
Coyle is an, interesting guy to say the least, to put it in short, He's a corrupt Sergeant who's obsessed with electricity and his twisted view of the law, Jonathan didn't like him but he didn't hate him either, he were neutral to him and he was to Jonathan too.
As Jonathan walked through the many evidence rooms and to the underground parking trying to find some Reagent's to slaughter, he instead stumbled across a plushie of, wait, Is that Coyle? Why is there a plushie of Coyle on the goddamn floor?
Intrigued by the stuffed toy, Jonathan pick it up, analyzing the plushie by turning it all around, Honestly? It looked adorable and it had all of the accurate details, his sun glasses, his cattle prod, the plushie even had his little jacket on but, there was something else that intrigued him, there was a hole at the bottom of the plushy. Weird, why is the hole there?
MEANWHILE:
COYLE'S POV:
Filthy criminals, that was the first thing that came to Coyle's mind as he walked around his beloved police station, he was on the hunt for those damned criminals, those criminals who kept killing his snitch and his judge, he'll make them pay.