Sirens wailed all around the small usually quiet suburbs of Onett.

I impatiently tapped my pen on the steering wheel of my Mercedez-Benz.

My loyal companion, Fox held my shoulder in support as he smiled at me.

"How I hate scenes like these." Officer Lucario replied outside my car window.

"I guess someone has to deal with them, meaning us of course." I said silently.

"Come on, Officer Lucario, send your troops in now." Fox quickly pointed to the dark pink house that stood in the middle of the darkness.

I put the pen to my beak, and click my tounge.

"I'll send them on your order, Private Falco." Officer Lucario looked me in the eyes, as if trying to read my mind.

But I quickly blocked his view by thinking of a solid brick wall.

I slowly nodded my head in agreement. "Permission granted. Officer Lucario, send your boys in now."

Officer Lucario and the rest of the police crew burst into the pink house pointing guns and shouting at the residents inside it.

I as I enter behind them, all I saw a blur of rushing cops and screams to my surroundings, my assistant Fox stayed close to me.

"No! Don't take my baby girl away! Please! Have mercy, she's a good girl, please!" The defendant's mother's sobs echo throughout the crowded house as Officer Lucario took away two young girls.

One of them was an adorable blonde with kind blue eyes and the other was a burnette with hard gray eyes.

The blonde was crying uncontrollably, while the burnette was struggling to get free, violently shaking like a tiger trying to flee her tamer.

The blonde gave her little brother a pink book before she was taken away by the authorities.

"Search the home for clues," I said to Fox.

"Yes, Private Falco." As he went off in search for clues outside the house, I climbed up the stairs.

I looked down the corridor and saw the brother and mother of the accussed blonde hugging each other and crying.

The scene broke my heart and I would have wanted nothing more than to go over there and try to confort them, but that wasn't part of the plan.

I continued toward the young woman's bedroom.

I looked out the window and the scene was just awful, crowdedness, the blackness soaking up the whole town, the sirens taking away the two girls.

I continued to look around the blonde's bedroom; I found no possible evidence. On top of her desk sat a photo album with pictures of the same girl that was with her just now, the burnette along with some other friends having fun.

Silently, I made my way downstairs.

"All done here?" I asked Officer Lucario.

"Yes sir!" The aura pokemon responded quickly said as he pulled the rest of his men out.

The little boy, brother of the accused, came up to me and tugged on my coat.

I knelt down close to him.

"Why are you arresting my big sister?" He asked, with tears overflowing in his eyes.

I wanted to cry as well, but I didn't.

"I didn't arrest her, that's the police's job. I am a detective, it's my job to investigate who is responsible for such incident."

"Maybe this will help." He handed me the pink book that his sister handed him before being arrested.

I flipped through the pages, this seemed to be her diary.

"Please help my sister and her friend, I know they're innocent." Tears swelled up even more on the little boy's saddened gaze. "I know you can do it."

I patted the boy on the head and told Fox to exit the permissses.

"But I didn't get any evidence, Private Falco!" Fox cried.

I showed my companion the journal.

"This might be all the evidence we might need, Fox."

By know you might be asking yourself...

"Who were these two mysterious girls that got arrested just now?"

and

"Will I be able to read the pink journal for myself?"

and

"Hey Jetta, can I get your Brawl friendcode?"

Fear not, reader.

Because you will find out the answers to these questions and other questions in Chapter 2...

Thank you so much for reading.

Warm regards,

Jetta.