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<div style="text-align: left">For the past ten years, the<i> Society for Supernatural Rights (SSR) </i>and the <i>Son and Daughters of Cain (SDOC) </i>began working in tandem against the <i>Regional Preternatural Investigation Taskforce (RPIT), Humans Against Vampires and Humans First Nationalist groups.</i>Supernaturals, especially vampires, claimed police persecution of supernatural businesses and entrapment of vampires and other supernatural groups in Austin. It was illegal for vampires and other supernaturals to vote, and in 2007, nearly 90 vampires in the city were arrested for violating the voting act.<i> Humans First, </i>a supernatural hate group, was founded after humans started to believe supernatural crimes committed against humans had grown out of control, so they began to take matters into their own hands.<br/>
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Mayor Steve Adler asked the RPIT police to target the supernatural groups, hoping the decision would appeal to the Humans Against Vampires and Humans First Nationalist Group. In 2011, 200 vampires were arrested for publicly rolling humans and feeding from them in the city of Austin. Any supernatural arrested for a morals charge was now required to out themselves and formally register as a supernatural entity. Congressman Phillip Burton, Assemblyman Willie Brown, and other Texas politicians became worried about the growing clout and organization of supernaturals in the city, and courted human votes by attending meetings of Humans Against Vampires and the extremist Humans First Nationalist groups. Brown pushed for a veto to Addison vs. Clark. which legalized vampirism in the United States, and gave vampires legal status along with certain rights.<br/>
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Addison v. Clarke made the murder of vampires and other supernaturals illegal without a court order of execution. The legislation for the legalization of citizenship for foreign born vampires and other supernaturals hit a dead end in 2010. Supernatural voting rights was also supported by popular liberal Supervisor Bill Frohman in his bid to become mayor, opposing Steve Adler. In 2011, SSR members Jim Foster, Rick Stokes, and Advocate publisher David Goodstein formed the <i>Human-Preternatural Alliance, known as simply HPA</i>. HPA befriended liberal politicians to persuade them to sponsor bills, proving successful in 2012 when Del Martin and Phyllis Lyon obtained Frohman's support for an ordinance outlawing employment discrimination on the basis of identifying as a supernatural being.<br/>
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Jim Foster shot to national prominence by being the first supernatural entity to address a political convention. His speech at the 2012 Democratic National Convention ensured that his voice, according to Austin politicians, was the one to be heard when they wanted the opinions, and especially the votes, of the supernatural community. Clarence Johnson, Foster's opposition, became interested in political and civic matters when he was faced with civic problems and policies he particularly disliked. Johnson's reception by the supernatural political establishment in Austin was icy. Foster, who had by then been active in supernatural politics for 10 years, resented the newcomer's asking for his endorsement for a position as prestigious as city supervisor.<br/>
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Foster told Johnson, "There's an old saying in politics. You don't get to dance unless you put up the chairs. I ain't seen you put up the chairs yet." <br/>
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Johnson was furious at the patronizing snub, and the conversation marked the beginning of an antagonistic relationship between the HPA and Johnson. Some supernatural business owners, still battling police harassment and unhappy with what they saw as a timid approach by HPA to established authority in the city, decided to endorse Foster. The press planned to announce Foster's endorsement on November 27, 2016. A half hour before the press conference, an unidentified gunman entered City Hall through a basement window to avoid the metal detectors, and walked to the rear courtyard, where witnesses heard shouting followed by gunshots. The masked assailant shot Foster in the shoulder and chest, then twice in the head. Rick Stokes had paused to talk to the press then quickly walked to his office, but the assailant reloaded his revolver with silver hollow-point bullets along the way, and intercepted Stokes, asking him to step inside for a moment. <i>David Goodstein</i> heard gunshots and called police, then found Foster face down on the floor, shot five times, including twice in the head.<br/>
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Soon after, he announced to the press, "Today Austin has experienced a double tragedy of immense proportions. As President of the Board of Supervisors, it is my duty to inform you that both Jim Foster and Supervisor Rick Stokes have been shot and killed, by someone we suspect is from the Humans First Nationalist group."<br/>
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The assassination of two pillars of the supernatural community wouldn't go unanswered, they began playing tit for tat. On December 21, 2016, Mayor Steve Adler and his wife Corinne were forcibly abducted from their home in affluent Westlake, and despite coordinated groups of friends, family and bloodhounds searching high and low for them, the husband and wife had been missing for approximately three days. Then Congressman Phillip Burton, and Assemblyman Willie Brown were expected at a State Dinner at the Capitol Building on December 23, and never showed up.<br/>
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The search and rescue parties were worn thin, until a bloodhound picked up a scent that was followed to a wooded area at the corner of West Howard Lane and Metric Boulevard where the first of four bodies was found at 4:25 p.m. Officers at the scene cordoned off the area with crime scene tape attached to signs advertising nearby homes for sale. It took a great deal to shock and to disgust the homicide detectives at the Austin Police Department, but the kidnapping and cold-blooded murder of three state officials and a civilian was a horrific turn in the chain of political and human events.<br/>
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Whoever committed this atrocious crime, left Congressman Burton with both legs severed, his abdomen torn open and partially disemboweled. His heart, eyes and one ear had removed from his body. A few yards from the first set of remains, lay a second male body. The throat was severed by two cuts, and the lower part of the abdomen was partly ripped open by a deep, jagged wound. Several other incisions on the abdomen were caused by a razor sharp weapon. The eyeless corpse was identified as Assemblyman Willie Brown. But the bloodhound, Maisie, wasn't finished. The scent trail led further through the woods and along Waller Creek.<br/>
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Laying half in and half out of the water along the banks was the body of a woman with a fire poker inserted into her vagina, rupturing her uterus. The throat was severed and the abdomen was ripped open by a long, deep, jagged wound. The left kidney and both of her eyes were missing. Face up beside the woman lay the body of another man. His throat had been severed down to the spine, and the abdomen almost emptied of its organs. The heart was missing, and his face partially hacked away. At the Travis County Coroner's office, all four were prepared for autopsy, and the man and woman were identified through DNA analysis as the missing Mayor Adler and his wife Corinne.<br/>
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The man everyone suspected of committing this heinous crime was sitting at the interview desk, waiting for Detective Tony Deschenes to return.<br/>
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And he did, with a small cup of Top Ramen for the suspect.<br/>
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The longer Amadan was forced to sit still in the interview room, the more restless he became. The Top Ramen was being rapidly metabolized by his arachnid form, Amadan needed something more substantial to eat and the cagey behavior and ravenous appetite of the spider were becoming more of a challenge to conceal from the detective. Amadan felt more of the spider's senses pouring into him, and his humanity diminishing. In this restless state, Amadan could no longer stay seated in the uncomfortable chair. He needed to move around the room, in a seemingly aimless way.<br/>
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Amadan couldn't control the spider's metaphysical pull any longer.<br/>
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He paced back and forth, running his fingertips along the walls of his 12 x 12 prison, stroking the gray paint as if he were stroking a lover's flesh. Dark eyes that appeared to shine reflectively back in Tony's direction, took on an almost lambent glow as he studied him wondering how good he might taste.<br/>
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Although Amadan's lips never moved to speak these words, and no sound could be heard within the room or over the speakers in the observation area beyond the glass, Tony would clearly hear Amadan say, "I <i>think that I need to eat more</i>, Detective Tony Dees-shay-nees. That fat interpreter would have sufficed, but you'll do just fine."<br/>
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Dangerously attractive, there was no mistaking the smile on his lips as it bled into his dark mocha colored eyes.<br/>
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His head cocked to one side, this time using his mouth to speak. "Something wrong, Detective? You look....troubled by something. Are you...frustrated?" Amadan asked with a quizzical expression on his face.<br/>
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Yet still, if anyone within earshot of the observation room was listening in, there was no sound to be heard coming from Amadan.<br/>
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He seemed entertained as his human nature disintegrated before Tony's eyes, until the detective could really feel what was lurking beneath the surface. "I would be frustrated too if I didn't know what I was dealing with. Except, I do. It appears that you do not have a clue, do you?"<br/>
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Amadan didn't seem to care that he was toying with the detective as he swept his hand over the wall so that the tips of his nails raked over the surface like nails on a chalkboard. Not a mark was left upon the wall, which didn't add up from the way it had sounded.<br/>
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Amadan pressed the lean line of his back against the wall, and focused the intensity of his gaze upon Tony. "Just how quickly can you make it to the door, Tony? 10 seconds? 5? 3? Or maybe I will catch you before you do, and all the questions in your mind will be answered. No one has to know, but you."<br/>
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"Shall I start counting then?" he flashed a white smile, fully capable of making it to the door before Tony could.<br/>
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It would behoove Detective Deschenes to start running <i>now.</i><br/>​</div></div>