Ch.1: One Sudden Night

(Amy's P.O.V.):

This city is called Station Square, one the coolest places to be. I live here, in an apartment down at Green Street. At 'Emerald Hotel', I stay in room 206. However, I don't live alone. I live with my best friend/roommate, Cream. She's a sweet and kind rabbit that always does her best to help. For a 15 year old, she's really sweet, considering she's not like those bratty teenagers in the streets. Betcha wonderin' who I am, right? Well, my name is Amy Rose. I'm 21 years old, and I'm a detective. I used to tag along with the Chaotix years ago, but I decided to take my own way of hunting down criminals. Good thing Cream's my sidekick, because nothing can get done when I'm by myself. So now, they call me 'Detective Rose'. And Cream's nickname is…um…haven't thought of it yet. But I'll think about it.

I remember far back that I'd always helped Sonic the Hedgehog to save the world from Dr. Eggman, who's in jail for life right now. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't even get his attention. Plus, he's with Sally now. Think they're engaged now. Cha, what does that matter? I've been over that hero' since I became 13. Guess he doesn't go for the 'sweet kind' of girls. Heck, I was so ready to prepare a future for the both of us. But no. He had to go on his way. Still, I don't give a damn, because he didn't give a damn about me. So I'm now single. As for my friends, Tails, Knuckles, Rouge, Espio, Charmy, Vector, Mighty, and Vanilla, they're growing up too. I guess I'm not the only one who has changed in the time being.

Anyway, that's all for my background history crap. Now, it's time for a real story. A case that I'll never forget. It all started on a cold rainy night of April 25th 2006.I was in my room watching TV while Cream was making some pie. Just at the stroke of 10:00 p.m., the story begins… (P.O.V. Ends.)

Cream was sitting at the kitchen table while Amy was watching a boring soap opera on the television in the living room. The pink hedgehog yawned. The timer on the oven beeped while the pie was done. The cute rabbit cheered as she ran to the oven. For safety, she put on her oven mitts. Then she opened the oven and pulled out a large plate of cherry pie. Smoothly, the smell caught Amy's nose. Apparently, she was hungry since she didn't eat a lot that day. Cream gently placed the pie on the counter. Amy rushed into the kitchen with hunger.

"Bout time", she quickly set the table for her and Cream.

"Yeah, I know", Cream said as she fanned the cooked pie so the heat would dissolve a little. "You seem kind of hungry", she looked at Amy, who was waiting impatiently at the table.

"I know", Amy hopped up and down in her seat like a little kid.

"Welp, here it is", Cream presented the pie at the table.

"Yes", Amy got her utensils ready.

All of the sudden, the phone rang loudly. Amy growled angrily as Cream sat the pie on the table. Since Cream still had on her oven mitts, her friend stomped to the phone that was on the wall near the door. Cooling off her anger, Amy picked it up.

"Talk to me", she played with her sort of long hair.

"Rose, there's been a murder at an alley", a man said calmly.

"Really?" Amy widened her eyes. "Where?"

"Right down at 25th and Little Street", the man on the phone explained.

"How does it look?" Amy scratched her nose.

"Looks deadly", the man sighed. "Really deadly."

"Hm", Amy nodded. "I'm on my way", she said and then hung up.

"What's wrong, Amy?" Cream asked nicely.

"We got a case to fill in", Amy looked back at her. "Put the pie in the fridge."

"Ok", Cream nodded.

After she put the pie in the refrigerator, she and Amy put on their raincoats. Amy's raincoat was her favorite red color while Cream's was bright yellow. Aside that, Amy took her car keys, Cream grabbed her notebook, and they put on their tennis shoes, and then left the room. Once Amy was done locking the door, the girls took off to the elevator. It went down very slowly as they were heading down to the B2F, which was the garage. The peach colored rabbit yawned as Amy whistled some tune up in her mind.

Five minutes later, they reached down to the garage. Bad thing was that a few light bulbs looked like they were about to blow up. A few sections in the garage were dark. Amy pressed a button on her car alarm, and heard a loud honk. With luck, she and Cream dashed to the car. It was a white 2004 Cadillac XLR that automatically opened the front doors. The two girls got in and fastened their seatbelts as the doors closed. Carefully, Amy turned her key into ignition and backed up the car. Then she drove out of the exit while avoiding the other cars. Next, she sped off into the clear street with some loud rock and roll music playing on the radio. Cream held her blue notebook in her left arm and pulled up a red umbrella under her seat with the other. Only Amy kept focused on the road.

(Amy's P.O.V.):

I haven't had a murder case in three years. The last case was about some dude that killed his wife after she cheated on him. But this one was bloody. With Cream by my side, I was ready. So anxious to find the criminal…

To be continued…