I am currently re-writing this story. Please be patient. Thank you.

Amy Rose, Cream the Rabbit, Tails, Sonic, Knuckles and all the characters related to them belong to SEGA/ Sonic Team

Richard Helter belongs to me.

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1-

Night fell upon the city, exposing its starry sky and bright white gem. Three years since the ARK incident had passed and the moon was fully restored and shone just as beautifully as it did before. The city was the same; it was still full of life. Let it be day or night Station Square always had something to offer. At night the Casino and its nearby night clubs would be packed, during the day the city boasted of enormous activity. It was usually safe to go out at night since the crime rate - which had never been high – fell in the past few years. After the incident with Chaos and Dr. Eggman that is.

During the day the city offered three parks full of flowers; clear ponds and the cool shadows of trees; the Chao Garden, Twinkle Park, a variety of shops, and the wonderful beach. With time Amy had begun to love this city and couldn't really see herself living anywhere else by herself. After these three years she still lived in her small apartment near downtown Station Square. By handling small jobs she had been able to pay her rent and lead a fairly good life. However, as time passed by no new adventure seemed to unravel causing the pink hedgehog to become bored. This gave her more free time to practice her attacks though, and she used the free time wisely. Three times a week at 6:30 pm she had a martial arts class, and she improved easily and greatly. She usually spent the rest of her free time with friends, mainly Tails and Cream although she grew closer to Rouge the last couple of months. All in all Amy had a so called normal life which she found too boring.

But like in most lives a climax was about to be reached. It was a warm day, June 4th in downtown Station Square. The sun was setting and showing off its radiant rays of red, orange, and yellow. The pink hedgehog sporting a white top, blue jeans, and white high heeled sandals was walking towards one of the city's parks her furry pink ears perked up as she heard a hiss. Her female instincts were whispering to her that whatever had made that sound was looking for trouble. And I'll give it to them if they try anything. She kept walking straight on and tried to ignore the shadowed alley to her right. She heard the hiss again and could tell that it came from the alley. After the hiss a small cry - probably female - came from the same direction. Could someone be in trouble? Amy walked past the alley and then stood against the wall waiting for a few sounds. The beeping of cars and sirens did not help her concentrate. She was able to make out more hissing and some sort of muffled sound though, and that was enough to have her intrigued. Slowly she walked back and into the alley. A bigger shadow could be seen at the end and it seemed to be holding something small… a child?

"If ya value yas life ya'll 'eave and pretend ya saw nothin. If ya don't I'll a take ya life along with this dolly faced girlie's,"the voice hissed at her.

In the past Amy would have been angered and a little frightened. Now she showed no fright at all and her mind was racing for options. Which better way to save the girl without harming her. Whoever was holding her seemed to have a tight grasp though. Amy looked closer and made out a knife in one of its hands.

"Why don't you come here and try to grab me?" She provoked, yet her voice was almost emotionless.

"Ah, that will kill ya. I'll finish ya after 'er. Now, now, by rubies. Flow like a river."

Amy's anger flared up but she tried her best to keep it down. Acting on such an emotion could lead to a drastic end. All she needed to do was make the man, because she could now see that it was a human male, let the girl down and come after her.

"Wouldn't that be sad? Once you finish her off I'll be long gone. You can't possibly expect to have both of us?"

"Just ya try, love."

"What a coward. Going after the girl first, who almost can't run away, instead of facing a female who can. Pathetic," Amy scoffed. God it's hard to act like this.

That did the trick. The man let go of the girl, who fell with a thump, and flew towards Amy. Half expecting this she let out a kick which hit the male in the stomach. This made him take two steps back before trying to punch Amy. Another kick followed, this one hit the arm with the knife. As she expected, the weapon fell nearby but the male beat her to it. He snickered, angering Amy further. Quickly he charged at her with the knife in hand. She was sure this would be his move and with a kick to the arm and a hit on the neck she successfully unarmed the man. He fell face down. With no further more to do she hit him on the head with her Piko Piko hammer leaving him unconscious. She picked up the trembling, small girl. Her lips were chapped and her eyes watering. So young… probably six still. What an idiot. For a safe city like this such a crime is somewhat odd. The pink hedgehog ran with the girl in her arms towards the closest police station. Above her a human male stood on top of a building. He was armed and watching her. Slowly he brought a communicator up to his mouth, clicked a button and with a smile said,

"I've found the person we need. She's probably heading towards the police station. I'll follow her."

"It's a she? What are her skills?" a voice came out of the communicator.

"Yes, it's a she. She isn't human either. Hedgehog. You've probably seen her before. As for her skills… probably black belt in aikido, good at anticipating attacks and has her own… style."

"You're the one who's best at seeing people with talent for this kind of job… do you really think she's up to it?"

"She's exactly what I've been looking for."

On top of a small hill in the Mystic Ruins there's a workshop, and there resides an eleven year old two-tailed fox. For the past three years his ambitions have grown greatly, as well as his maturity. He currently works for SSA (Station Square Airline) and builds new and more sophisticated motors for the airplanes. None exceeded the tornado though.

Tails was cleaning his kitchen when he heard someone knock on his front door. Keeping the smile on his face as he wondered who it was, he headed towards the door and opened it. To his surprise a small rabbit stood on the other side. Cream. He promptly welcomed her inside and closed the door behind her.

"What brings you here today Cream?"

"Oh Tails… Amy and I were supposed to meet up at the city park near her apartment today! I waited for her… but she never showed up. I called her cell phone and she didn't pick up. I'm starting to worry," she explained, as her chao wavered about nervously.

"Don't worry Cream; I'm sure she's fine. Maybe she just had a small problem at home and will call you later and explain everything. How late is she?"

"An hour! She's never this late… and if she is she always calls!" The rabbit said close to tears.

"Shh, don't worry Cream. Sit down over there while I bring you a hot cup of tea."

The young rabbit did as was told. She sat down on a comfortable white sofa and looked around. She'd been in the workshop plenty of times before, and it was clearly more of a workshop than a home. The living room only consisted of a sofa, a table and three chairs, a TV and blueprints on all possible surfaces. The kitchen was small but comfortable enough, and the house only had two other small bedrooms with one bathroom. All the other rooms were either full of tools, books, and projects or were used as storage rooms.

"Here you are," he said as he handed her a cup of mint tea.

"Thank you. I'm going to try to call her once more…"

She took her orange cell phone from her dress pocket and clicked on a few buttons. Beep… Beep… Beep…

Standing in front of the police department with her hands in her pockets, Amy waited for the little girl to get inside the car. Something inside her jean's pocket began vibrating. One time… two times… She took her pink cell phone from her pocket and picked up after the third ring.

"Hello?"

"Please meet me in front of the train station in ten minutes. I have some information that might interest you." a deep voice said from the other side of the phone.

"Is this some kind of joke?"

"This is no joke. Present yourself in front of the train station in ten minutes sharp. As for the girl, don't worry. Our friends, the police, will make sure she gets home safely."

Amy stared at the phone. He just hung up! There had been authority in his voice, a voice to assign orders and expected them to be obeyed. Yet she knew nothing about this man. Is it safe to go there? I just kicked that guy's behind… I guess nothing could happen. Besides it's in the middle of the street. Who would attempt anything with tons of people witnessing? Amy took one last look at the police department before she began walking towards the station that was just a couple of blocks away. Her phone, now back in her pocket, began vibrating. She didn't notice.

Five minutes later she reached the first step of the stairs that led to the doors of the station. She spotted a man wearing a white polo with black jeans. He seemed to be in his mid-thirties. Hoping he was the man that had called her she walked up the steps toward him. With his dark brown eyes he observed her. She was cautious, something he found interesting. He chuckled inwardly when he saw her stop in front of him. Yes she was small, about 95 centimeters, but he had seen her fight.

"You came. Well I'll get straight to the point. I saw you fight today, you helped a little girl. You've changed your style quite a bit. I remember you being that hedgehog following Sonic around. You've proven yourself strong today… and you have a few qualities that I admire. I'm Richard Helter. I work for the Station Square Investigative Police aka Station Square Intelligence Police," he paused as he searched for a reaction on the hedgehog's face. "For a long time I've been looking for good members. Usually I spot good ones but I hadn't found the one. Today I think I found her. Take this folder and read its contents. My contact number is in there as well. Once you have an answer, give me a call," he explained with a low voice.

Richard suppressed another chuckle as he analyzed her face. She was astounded, probably considering the possibility of this being a joke.

"Are you asking me to join the… SSIP?" Amy asked in a whisper.

"Read the folder. You have three days. You either accept or decline. Farewell, Amy Rose," was all he said as he walked down the steps after handing the hedgehog a brown folder.

She stood bewildered with the folder in her hand. What had just happened was beyond her understanding. She had just been invited to join an organization that was part of the police and become a detective. All I have to do is read the folder and find out. Turning around she went down the steps and walked back to her apartment building.

Ten minutes later, she left the elevator on the fourth floor of an apartment building and opened the door of apartment 14. She was greeted by a flower pot on her left and a very soft pink carpet. She entered the room and closed the door. Looking around her living room she found it decently organized. Her silver sofa had its two pink pillows on the correct spot, in front of it the black TV with a DVD reader was dust-free, the round black coffee tables on each side of the sofa were cleaned, the black house phone on one of them as well. Her shinning silver walls had happy paintings and photos all over them. On top of the fireplace there was a photo. Amy was wearing a long red dress with a slash on the right going up her thigh and had a white rose in her hand. She was smiling and looking away from the camera. It was a Christmas photo from that year. Hastily she walked over to her bedroom, decorated in tones of beige.

She sat at her desk and opened the folder. Two pages. The first, which she scanned through, had a detailed explanation of her job offer. She would investigate crime scenes, look at reports, send weapons and any kind of proof to the labs where they would be analyzed, and much more in order to find a criminal. The job at first glance seemed exciting, a new adventure all in all. She actually liked the job, although she was aware of a few things she'd dislike. Like seeing a dead body and puddles of blood for example. Also she could be called in at practically any hour of the day. Still, Amy seemed to like the job. It would be a new lesson and chapter in her life that would help her become stronger and show the others how much she had changed. Yes… maybe this is what I need. The other paper had contact numbers, payment information, vacation information, and a few other things. I get Saturday and Sunday off, the payment isn't bad at all… Why am I hesitating? Sure I'll see blood and other disgusting things but I'll help find criminals and even save a few people.

She closed the folder and took her cell phone from her pocket. Six missed calls! From Cream? Oh I forgot! She must be so worried… I'll call her later and sort of explain. Although it does say to keep my professional identity sort of a secret in case I accept I'm sure Cream and my other friends will stay quiet about it. She opened the folder to the second page and dialed a number.

"Inspector Helter, how may I help you?" the same deep voice from earlier that day greeted.

"I accept," Amy simply said. She was nervous but was able to keep her voice steady.

"Very well. Report yourself at 9:00 am tomorrow at the address indicated at the bottom of the second page. You may call me Agent Rosso from now on."

And he hung up.