Suspect is on the move headed north in a blue jeep. The radio squawked. Special Agent Maggie Toshiko gunned the throttle of her black Audie, and screeched out of the supermarket parking lot. She flicked the switch for her lights and siren. She picked up the radio transmitter and said,
"I'm in pursuit, set up a police barrier; we're not letting this one get away." The perp she was chasing was the leader of an illegal pokemon trafficking ring. Maggie's department had been tracking him for weeks, and had finally found the location of his storehouse. They had been about to apprehend him, but something had spooked him. She shifted gears as she raced down the crowded Tokyo streets. The street lights glared brightly in the darkness as she caught sight of the jeep.
He had three police cars on his trail. As they chased him towards a less populated area of the city, their speedometers' never dropped below 70mph. When the barrier came into view the jeep swerved right and rolled. The pursuit vehicles skidded to a stop. The jeep was a smoking hunk of metal now, and wasn't going anywhere. The suspect wiggled out of his crushed car and ran towards a narrow alley between two abandoned apartments.
A rookie officer with bright red hair, Liz Kimiko jumped out of her car, yelled "Freeze!", pulled out her gun and fired. The bullet passed right through the man's left leg. Blood sprayed across the pavement. He fell and howled in pain. He reached into his baggy jeans and pulled out a pokeball. He threw it and a Houndoom exploded out. It was battle scared and one of its horns was missing.
"Burning ash!" the suspect yelled. Just in time agent Maggie grabbed Liz's arm, pulled her back and yelled,
"Shit! Get down!" Black smoke streamed from the pokemon's mouth and ignited. The explosion sent the officers backwards, and the smoke obscured the perp stumbling into the alley, his pokemon bounding after him. As they coughed the black smoke from their lungs, Maggie managed to call out,
"Everyone okay?" she was answered by a chorus of groans, which at least meant the officers were alive. She stood up and pulled the younger officer up with her. Maggie was much taller than Liz. Her shoulder length pink hair was covered in soot from the explosion. Maggie's spotless uniform was now coated in grim. Her light brown eyes looked the rookie over. Liz's red hair was spikey and now singed slightly, and her pink eyes sparkled mischievously. She too was soot covered and her uniform showed off her curves.
"Why the hell did you fire on the suspect? We don't fire unless first shot at." Maggie demanded.
"I thought I could take him out Ma'am." Liz told her. Maggie glared at the young girl. Liz was 16 to Maggie's 20, and the rookie was a trainer who had just joined the unit two weeks ago.
"I don't care if you can take a suspect out. I care about the safety of my unit. We could have died. If you pull a stunt like that again I'll have you off the force faster than you can say 'Quick attack'." Maggie told her angrily.
"Yes Ma'am I understand." Liz said sulkily. Now Maggie knew it would be even more dangerous to go after the trafficker. A cornered injured criminal will fight harder than a Weedle caught in an Ariados web.