Inferno peeked over the counter, optics wide, and holding Firestar closely to him, afraid of what he might see. Outside on the street lay the mech who had been doing the shooting, offlined.

"Papa," Firestar whispered, shock making her revert to the word. Inferno smiled, even if he wasn't her actual creator, he cared for her like one, so he didn't mind when she called him that.

"Papa, what happened?"

"I'm not sure, Star." Inferno said softly, looking down as police began swarming the area. "It looks like they caught a bad guy."

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The red and white Lamborghini sighed, one hand pressed against his side as he stuggled to calm his beating spark. He hadn't thought he'd need to go that fast, especially when the mech he was chasing was a garbage truck. The fight ws shot, but rather butal. He now had a medium sized dent that was something that a medic would cluck at.

The police were currently reading the disgruntled mech his rights, even though he was only barely conscious, despite what it may of looked to an outsider. One police car trotted up to him, optics slightly wary. "Red Alert."

"Yessir?"

"What happened here?"

"I was monitoring the camera system for the 'Potenicks' family, when a burglar broke in. I attempted to stop him, and he went running off this way. I chased after him, while calling you up so that way when I took him down their were plenty of witnesses who said that he was fighting back."

"Still sore over the last time when you took that killer down and his defender claimed that you used unnecessary force to bring him down?" The police car asked, snorting.

Red Alert shook his head. "I told the judge that section 14 of code 1-9993 said that if the mech was a killer then as much force as was thought to be needed could be used. I didn't even scratch his paint." He gumbled, glaring into the distance. "But, they still let him off. Ah well, we at least got him a week later with charges to stealing."

The police car snorted again, and then looked back at the others, watching as they hauled off the truck. "So, what are you going to charge him with?"

"For one thing, assault. I also recorded him sneaking in, and attempting to break in, so there's your evidence, but if you wish you could come have the usual group come on over to pick up the rest of the evidence."

The police car nodded. "I'll come over. My wife's been nagging for me to get some more energon."

"And where I work happens to be conveniently close to an energon store." Red Alert grumbled. "I don't know how much harder my jobs become since then. Mechs breaking in, thinking their breaking into an energon store-" Red Alert snorted disdainfully. "At least I can still have them locked up."

The police car shook his head, and then Red Alert asked, "Have you got any leads on the youngling killer?"

"No. Not even a description."

"Looks like I have one up on you then." Red Alert smirked, "I talked to a rather interesting child today, and the child described a mech who may be our killer."

The police snorted. "Oh really?"

Red Alerts optics narrowed. "Yes. Don't believe me?"

"Red Alert, you do realize that if this is another one of your insane conspiracy theories, I'm not going to listen." The police car said frostily.

Icy silence fell over both of them, Red Alerts back as stiff as a rail. "Then you'll have to speak to the child yourself."

"I will, thank you very much." The police car snapped. "What's the childs and creators name?"

"Firestar is the child, and Inferno is the creator." Red Alert said softly. "They just moved here though."

"So they might not be in the system?" The police car groaned. "Great, just the thing I need. Now I have to go out and-"

"Excuse me, is it safe?" Came a worried voice that Red Alert knew all too well.

"Inferno! You live here?"

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Inferno had never believed in fate, but his was either fate or some sort of sick joke Primus was playing on him. "Ah, you're the mech who told me about that killer." Inferno muttered. "I never did get your name."

"I'm Red Alert." The mech said, nodding.

The police car next to him broke in. "And I'm Asaro. Was it your child as Red Alert claims, that saw someone who might be the killer?"

Inferno nodded. "She might of. But how do you know that it is?"

"All of the creators of the killed younglings say that their children had told them that someone scary had appeared." Red Alert explained. "Even if it wasn't the killer, he might be connected to some other crime."

Inferno shook his head as he opened the door wide. "Come on in. I live on the second floo of the building, and I left Firestar in the kitchen with an energon cube."

As they entered into Infernos apartment, Red Alert looked around curiously. Boxes were piled up everywhere, filled with numerous items. Inferno called out, "Firestar!"

Their was a soft pitter-pattering of feet, then a red blur launched itself at Inferno, giggling madly. Inferno caught her just in time, before the sticky, energon coated hands could touch his face. "Firestar, we've got guests."

"Oh, Mr. nice guy!" Firestar said, grinning.

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How's that for an interesting first impression? Sorry Shoji-san, it ain't D. I am still attempting to wite him, but he's still on the odd part of my mind, and I'm probably never going to finish him off XD