(Hello everyone and before I begin, I would like to say a few things~ Sometimes I do get a bit dark, maybe more than a bit, for when I write I always jam out to Three Days Grace, Within Temptation, Skillet, and a few songs of Five Finger Death Punch. Music influences my writing, so if I listen to the same song over and over?*JOKE FOR THREE DAYS GRACE LOVERS* I will likely write a bit about what's happening in that song.

Anyway...lets get on with it!)

Chapter 1~Framing

Robbie sat in his fluffy, orange chair, wondering what he could come up with today. Letting out a small sigh, he stood and stared at the array of costume tubes. Within sat a few dresses, a detective costume and...What was that? Aha! It was that same stupid uniform the blue elf wore. Without thinking he quickly pulled the lever. In a few seconds, Robbie had pulled the goggles onto his head, the look of Sportaus now complete. Slowly tapping his chin an idea popped into his rotten mind. With a small grunt of satisfaction, he went back to his arm chair. Sitting back on the fluff, he spoke to himself, "What would the bars be made of?" He brainstormed as he rubbed his hands together. "Steel like every other one that has ever been created? Should I make it like my mini cell?" He let out a low growl as he shook his head, "That wont work."

Much time had passed, after the idea had been created and drawn out. Looking through a box of old parts, Robbie found large, dangerous, sharp spikes. A smile passed across his face as he pulled several of the strong spikes from the crate. Next came the metal bars, the heavy, sturdy metal took him a few minutes to retrieve from the box. Finding all of the parts he had wished for, he went to work for the rest of the day.

Still in the Sportacus outfit, Robbie had on a large smile, for his trap was created, and all he had to do was wait until morning to set it up. "Are Poodle's cameras up at night?" He sighed and shook his head, "I need a nap anyway." He turned and practically jumped into his chair, falling asleep instantly.

Blinking open one eye and then the next, Robbie stood and smiled, "A bright new day for something new to happen." Picking up a heavy bag, it took him awhile to climb back out of the pipe, but it would be worth it later.

Once in the Sports Area, no one was there thankfully. The blue suited villain strode along and put his trap in place as quickly as he could. Hanging the spiked cage over a branch, he set the bear trap as the trigger. Taking up time to do this, he noticed a pink blob bouncing a basketball. Cursing under his breath, he did his usual cover-up and threw some leaves over the bear trap, before darting off the scene.

Stephanie bounced the basketball, hoping to practice shooting her hoops. She saw a pile of leaves in the center of the Sports Area where she needed to stand, and sighed. Walking over to it she got down onto all fours, placing her hand inside the leaves to move them away. As soon as her hand went fully inside the leaves, she screamed, watching as a giant cage fell atop her, furiously digging into her skin.

Sportacus grabbed an apple from the dispenser and took a bite, gazing around the airship. He froze as an abrupt light shone from his chest. "Someone's in trouble." He muttered as he took one more bite of the apple before dropping it. "Door!" He shouted as he flipping onto the platform. Picking up his telescope, he placed it against his eye, searching the town. He looked at the Sports Area and saw a mixture of colors. Pink, Grey, and Red. Jumping out of the airship, he touched ground, rushing towards the crime scene. Seeing Stephanie laying on the ground in a small pool of blood, bear trap stuck to her hand, he gasped.

Who would do this? He thought as his fists clenched. With a quick reaction, he dived onto the ground, eye level with Stephanie. "I'm going to get you out of there!" he nodded to her, Icelandic accent slowly calming her. Inside, she looked like a pink beast, shaking quite violently from pain and tears. Letting out a growl, Sportacus looked for a hold on the cage where there weren't any spikes. Seeing no clear spots, he gave a sigh. Planting his hands on the top of the cage, he slowly tilted it to the side, tilting it more so Stephanie could escape. "Get out Stephanie, Now!" He watched as the hurting, pink girl crawled out of the cage, bear trap still caught on her hand.

Sportacus dropped the cage, hands burning from stab wounds. As he slowly drew a shaky breath, he jumped over the cage and looked at the bear trap on Stephanie's wrist. "On three." He muttered as she nodded. "One." He growled, struggling for a grip on the slick metal. "Two...Three" He grunted as he lifted both ends of the trap, allowing Stephanie to slip out. He dropped the trap, watching Stephanie curl up in the fetal position, crying. "Lets go." He muttered as he tried to scoop up Stephanie without hurting her. Standing up, the above-average hero had his back on the bloodied cage, heading straight for the Mayor's house, hoping to get Stephanie fixed up more than himself.

Knocking on the door, Sportacus watched the Mayor's eyes widen at the sight of him and his Niece. "Wh-" Meanswell was at a loss for words as he gazed at the destroyed bodies of the hero and his own family.

Sportacus shook his head and told the story to Mr. Meanswell. He watched as the Mayor had no suspects, for this was way too extreme for Robbie, for anyone. "There may be a new criminal, worse than Robbie." Sportacus muttered after they had bandaged up Stephanie and himself. "But whoever did this..can't you go to jail for this? Child abuse?"

Mayor Meanswell shrugged, "Well, I guess, but-"

Stephanie looked at her Uncle, then at Sportacus, "Don't be afraid to put someone in jail Uncle, and...I know how we can find who did it. Pixel has footage of everything, everywhere."

To Be Continued~

(Okay so see what I mean by dark? Yes, well..I also like writing dark sometimes so, hope you enjoy!~)