Shadows in the Dark.

Chapter 1

A lean black figure clad in leather leaned against a small motor bike looking at a picture of a family of foxes. One was a black female and the others were more of a yellowish color The figure placed it in her jacket before pulling out a small sucker and placing it in her mouth. She pulled out a helmet without a visor and put it on her head before getting on the motorbike and kicking the kickstand back. Without bothering to turn her lights on, she sped off, for the streets were nearly abandoned as it was late and few dared to go out at this time for fear of murderers and mobbings which were becoming increasingly more common.

As she drove she realized that more police were stationed to keep watch so she slowed it down to seem like any other driver. Never the less, she was stopped often and ID's were exchanged.

"Ma'am, we need a license and verification. Can you please step off the bike?" The question annoyed her to no end. So now, on the downtown area of the town, she passed by the police at the maximum speed and had everything ready for them to pull. There were fewer officers on this side, one for every few miles and more often then not they were asleep on duty.

While driving she noticed a brief streak of blue heading in her direction so she slammed the brakes and aimed a kick approximately where a face would be earning a slight oof, before the bike flew on the air and she landed on another Mobian. During the process of crashing, she realized she had dropped her sucker, which put her in a rather foul mood. She pushed herself up and looked at a blue figure. Well that explains the blue streak. If my info is correct then this must be Sonic the Hedgehog. Possible friends with Miles 'Tails' Prower, Knuckles the Echidna, and Amy Rose, however, no verification. Possible enemies Dr. Ivo Robotnik 'Eggman' and the Chaotix Team, still no verification, she thought as she pushed herself up and sat with her legs on either side of the blue hedgehog.

A well known blue figure groaned ever so slightly as the pain of having a booted foot connect with his forehead became less of the sudden shock of the incident and more of a throbbing headache in reminder of his collision with the cement. Sonic had been enjoying the late night quiet on one of his runs and didn't remember the time until it had become the earlier hours before dawn and so decided to head back. It was of course on his way back that he failed to notice the light-less motorbike and it's equally dark occupant approaching at break neck speed. He only slowed slightly, from about 800 mph to about 600 mph, as he heard a sound that could only be described as a muffled rumble not dissimilar to a vehicle, not seeing anything when he looked around the tried to shake it off as drowsiness only turning his head back just in time to see a full force kick to the head, sending both him and the driver careening back the way he came as a motorbike flew over his head. The poor hedgehog tried to lift a hand to his almost obviously bruised head to check for blood only to find his actions impeded by another furry form. As Sonic gained his bearings from the almost crash, he noticed a shoulder on his face. Whoever had crashed into him was wearing leather, had black fur, and smelled of chocolate. The hero tried to shift again only to freeze slightly as the rider shifted suddenly and rose into a sitting position on top of him and exposed themselves to be, quite surprisingly, a her.

She glared down at him momentarily before getting up and stalking off to retrieve her bike angrily. Her night was to be get home safely. She scanned over the side for scratches and found more than enough to make her mood worse. She placed another small sucker in her mouth and propped her bike up before going over to prod Sonic awake with her toe.

"Oi! Move it. You have some explaining to do." She said perhaps a tad bit too softly, trying not wake up the police officers. He stirred slightly before opening his eyes.

"Explaining? About what?" He asked, clearly confused. Does she honestly think this is my fault? He sat up slowly and grimaced at the amount of pain he was in.

"What in all bloody worlds are you doing running at high speeds at two in the morning?" She sounded more then slightly angry. She doesn't seem very nice. I wonder what her name is anyways. Sonic opened his mouth before she groaned slightly at the sound of sirens and flashing lights. . She walked off quickly, started her motor bike.

"It's Sendoa, the informant." She sped off leaving Sonic to stare in shock.

"Where the hell are you going?" He half yelled at her retreating figure. He realized he was left to deal with the police alone as they pulled up. She's going to get it later.