Welcome to the re-write of the first instalment of the Fiona Fox series! You may have read the original version of this story, but I decided that it wasn't as good as it could be. Apologies if you were in the middle of reading that. Anyway, let's get on with the story!

Rated M for mature content. Bad language, sexual themes and mentions of drugs.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the SEGA or Archie universe...I only own my OC's

Introduction

Three years after the defeat of Eggman, life has returned mostly back to normal. However, despite Eggman being absent, the world is still a chaotic and sinister mess...crime is still a concern. That's why the Central City Police Department are recruiting...and guess who happens to answer the call?

Fiona's POV

Central City...the bustling metropolis where everyone is trying to get to the top. Even the most blue-collar of citizens aspire to one day own a huge penthouse and a flash car. I haven't set foot here for what feels like forever...even though it's only been 5 years. Still, my life of crime is over...but I ain't expecting anyone to roll out the red carpet. How did I get back here? Funny thing, really...

It essentially started when I applied for a job with the CCPD. Not much detail in the job description...just 'HELP WANTED'...major clickbait, if you ask me. A few days later, they called me up...asking me to join the ranks. They said my skills in 'interrogation' were an asset to the force...and I couldn't really argue with it. It's a job, right? Who cares?

Am I wanting to make up for my past misdeeds? You bet your ass I am. My one shot at redemption...my only chance to be one of the good guys, again...with no Scourge in sight to stop me. Oh yeah...that prick. Left him a long time ago. He decided it was a good idea to cheat on me...bad choice. A brick to the face told him exactly how I felt...so I'm single, too.

I don't exactly have many 'friends', either. The Destructix are long gone...and as for the good guys...Sonic and co won't exactly be happy to see me. That is...all but one. I bumped into Amy Rose as I got off the train, who was coming back from a shopping trip. When I say 'bumped into'...I mean it. The contents of her shopping bags were strewn all over the floor after our foreheads collided. After we exchanged greetings...mostly with Amy shouting at me for causing her to drop her shopping...we got to talking.

Amy offered up her apartment as a place to stay...and I couldn't really say no. I had nowhere to go...no money for a hotel...and no idea where anything was in this place. Central City had changed since I'd last been here...and the tourist maps weren't any help. So, I moved all my stuff into Amy's...whatever I had, really...which was nothing...and headed off to CCPD HQ. My first day on the job...and I was feeling pretty good about it.

So there I was...outside CCPD HQ...starting a new chapter in my life. The building was taller than I expected...at least 40 floors, each one surrounded by spotless glass windows. The exterior was clean...right down to the last detail. At least they took care of the place. Inside, it was the same story. Dark blue carpets, adorned with the CCPD logo...clean, polished wood surfaces...comfy seats. Wow...compared to my old place...this was like the Ritz.

The girl on the reception desk told me where to go...in the elevator, 4th floor...room 235. There, I came across a desk where new recruits were getting their uniforms...each one seemed to be made to fit them. I joined the line, only moving forward when the word "Next" was announced by the person behind the desk. After a few minutes, it was my turn.

"Your name?" a young chameleon on the desk asked. "Fiona. Fiona Fox." I answered, plainly. He took a look at the clipboard in front of him and then reached for my uniform. Light blue shirt...black pants, complete with a yellow stripe down them...and a gold badge. First impressions...I didn't really take a fancy to them. "Can't I just have the badge?" I asked him. "Well...it's kinda the rules...so..." he was about to say no...but Fiona Fox don't take no for an answer. "Listen, I just want to get on with things, OK, pal?!" I tried a more forceful approach...which he yielded to. I took my badge out of his shaky hand...and went along my way.

A few minutes later, after receiving my badge and getting acquainted with the place, it was time for me to receive my partner. A partner...someone who'll work with you on the job...I guess it's one of those 'team-building' things that people do, nowadays. Whatever...it was better than working with anyone from the Destructix. Every single one of those lowlifes were inept in some way. The signs around the building told me to go to room 301...on the 6th floor, this time.

Then, I met the Chief, my boss, who was quite a character. An old bulldog...must be in his late 50s...or early 60s...can't tell. He was pretty fat, too. I guess he must be comfort-eating for some secret reason. I don't wanna know...I just wanna get on with it. I was sitting in a room, with a large group of officers...each one different from the last. Hedgehogs...birds...even a rhino. No foxes, though.

The Chief read out a name and then called out their partner...I just ignored most of the names and just focused on listening out for my own. "...Fiona Fox..." I heard. That's me, alright. Now...who is it gonna be? I didn't really like the look of that rhino guy. Nor did I like the look of that koala...she looks like a real bitch. "You will be partnered with..." here it comes..."Terrence Wolf. Please stand up, Fiona." the Chief said. I stood up...but didn't see this 'Terrence'. That's an odd name...'Terrence'...not gonna be American, I guess.

"You, too...Stand up, Terrence." the Chief pointed to someone behind me. I heard a chair scrape along the floor...and then I turned around. I was met by the sight of a wolf...grey fur...brown eyes...quite tall. He had a blue shirt and black pants on...complete with a belt with a badge attached. He didn't speak, though...I guess he was shy. Well, I suppose he wasn't too bad. At least I wouldn't have to put up with a chatterbox.

"Now, everyone make their way to the cafeteria. You have half an hour for a break. Then, I want you to read the list by the notice board. I will see you at certain times, in your pairs. GET GOING!" the Chief suddenly turned his voice up to eleven...no, a hundred. Jeez, man! That hurt my ears. Seems like the Chief has some kind of vocal tic...or maybe just aggression? No fucking clue...but no shit is given from me.

End Of Introduction