Oh yeah! They're right behind me! I gotta move quick.

I'm sweating and panting now, but I know this area like the back of my hand. I've gone through this place enough times to know where to escape to. Im halfway down an alley and police sirens are coming up close from behind. But i catch a wall up ahead, and use the speed my blades picked up while running away to propel myself over the it. Quickly escaping my awesome situation.

Crash!

I landed in somebody's junk-filled shopping cart and trash goes everywhere!

I scratched my arm when I hopped over, glad I didn't fall on the hard cement.

Finally! I can take a break from running away. I get up dusting myself off, peeling some cardboard off my back. I act proud at my "slick" getaway while still panting.

"Wow, today flew by quick" I say aloud to myself. Not realizing that it only sped by because I spent half of it blading around at full speed. Spray painting walls,stealing and roller blading away from the cops in one of my runners rush. I only get my I start focusing on this weird level and just go with the flow of the obstacles that pop up in front of me when being chased.

I don't know why, but I've always just loved the rush of being chased, I guess that's why I like to run from the cops.

I think I should create a new name for myself though… every time I spray a wall I just put" Osh wuz here" or "osh the racoon" and they should easily catch me soon. I've only started spray piinting recently so I think I'm good for now. Plus there aren't that many of my kind on earth. So I thinks should have no problem finding a bipeadle raccoon girl running the streets.

I look at my arm, forgetting i don't have a watch- then look up at the sky. A light red and orange fills the sky. I might as well get home, it's starting to get pretty late.

I kick up my feet and check around to see if any ones watching me, then speed away on my roller blades down the sidewalk. Right after spray painting my signature on the wall.

I'm rolling down the sloped street when I pause. Suprised, I quickly hide in a nearby gap between two buildings. The police are surrounding my house, well the home I'm staying in jamey's home.

Jamey was the first person I met when I got to earth. I just kind of ended up here a short while back. Then jamey's family just took me in.

I wince at the thought of Jamey having to pay for my actions. So I'm about to go down there and confess to my evil wrongdoings. I stop though, when I get a look at one of the officers badges. A golden badge, an F.B.I. badge!

I almost scream but hold my tounge. I-i don't want to go away! I've know about how my parents disappeared because of them. And how the fbi were supposed to take me too, but I'm only ten? I need a family!

Wait, wait- maybe I'm over thinking this they could be here just to… well…. Idunno!

I let out a stress filled sigh and Slowly inch over to them to try and hear their conversation. My whiskers twitching as my face glides along the wall. Mabey I'm wrong.

I focus my vision on the short- well dressed lady, her hair was short and choppy like mine, but she stood with a slouch. Making her barely any taller that a child.

Fbi: We need to take her away immediatly! She a danger. Everything could go wrong if she stays here, she could get half the city, well you know... Killed! So Jamey can you please tell us where she is.

Jamey: I don't know! She's always leaving to go and do bad things like stealing and stuff. I don't go with her anymore. I have no idea of where Osh could be.

Fbi: look jamey, your parents called up about Osh, and we need you to tell us where she is. So will you please comply.

Jamey please no, I know I can trust you. don't tell them about my secret hideouts, I think to myself.

Jamey: alrigh! Here is a list of all her secret bases and favorite places to eat at and junk. Now leave me alone! He yells, slamming the door.

I jolt and go back to my corner from before.

He just gave me away like that. Dangit Jamey I trusted you!