A/N: Well everyone, I am back with another chapter!! Isn't that exciting?? Well, at least I hope that you are all somewhat excited. If not, that's cool, but at the very least enjoy the story. So how has everyone been since my last update? I hope everyone is doing well. But anyways, so far I have been a little lazy in my writing, for some reason I just can't seem to find much time to write these days…
But I will do my best to keep it coming.
So anyways, on to the Reviews!!
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Last Time:
He had enough excitement for one day, and he didn't need anymore. He lay on the bed and closed his eyes, replaying what just happened in his mind's eye.
Did he do anything too suspicious? Why did he panic like that?
His mind was just so fuzzy… he found it hard to think right now.
Why did he have to go out today?
His mental scoldings faded into the back of his mind, as sleep faded into the front of it.
WWWWW
Beep beep…
Beep beep…
"Go ahead," a firm but feminine voice answered the phone.
"We have a report of a robbery at Martin's Jewelry. Your presence is required," Answered the voice back through the phone.
"I'll be right there, Videl out," she responded as she shut her phone and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the alarm clock on the night stand.
"Ugh… its midnight," she wined to herself as she threw the blankets off herself and swung her legs off the edge of the bed.
She stood up and stretched away the lingering remnants of sleep and changed out of her pajamas and into her usual outfit: a baggy white shirt and black bicycling pants. Then she put on her shoes and walked over to the mirror and threw her hair into a quick pony-tail.
Then she ran out of the room and up to the roof of her house. She reached into a pouch hanging around her waist and pulled out a capsule.
She pushed the button on it and tossed it out, and with a loud 'pop', the capsule was replaced with her jet-copter.
She hopped inside and powered up the engines.
She navigated her vehicle to the scene of the crime. She landed in the street and put her copter back in its capsule.
She walked up to the building and first noticed the shattered window. She entered the room and was met by one of the officers.
"Alright, Jeff, why is it so important that I be here?" she asked, obviously angered by her required presence at this hour.
"First, it is Lieutenant Hanley, Videl," he answered in a nasally tone, "And you might want to see this," he said as he turned and walked towards the backroom of the store.
Videl stuck out her tongue as the officer walked away, "Coming Lieutenant Dorkster," she said, imitating his nasally voice.
Jeff Hanley was a tall and gangly guy. He was easily six and a half feet tall, a head and shoulders over Videl, yet he probably weighed less than she did, giving him an odd stance and look. He had medium length light brown hair about down to his jaw that was parted down the middle of his head, and his squinty green eyes seemed huge through his thick glasses.
She didn't care much for him, but she had to answer to him, it was part of her agreement with the chief since she wasn't officially on the force and Hanley was in charge of "Civilian Relations."
Her father was ok with her working part-time in civilian relations, but only because she massaged the duties when she and the chief told him about the job. He thought she was Public Relations for the precinct, but she was actually a civilian officer. If her father found that out, he would probably kill her.
She followed Hanley into the back room where he stopped in front of a small monitor. "We responded to the silent alarm, but by the time we got here, the crooks had already escaped," rang his nasally voice. Her silent stare made him fidget, and then continue, "We checked the surveillance video, and thought that you might want to see this," he finished as he reached over and turned on the screen.
It flicked to life and showed a view from behind the counter and the whole store was visible. It was still and quiet and the only movement was the timer on the screen. Suddenly, the window on the door shattered and a figure is seen standing at the bars behind the door.
The figure reaches one hand forward and grabs one of the bars. Then with a flick of the wrist, broke the bar, and then another until the figure was able to step through. Once through, she could see the figure was wearing a hooded cloak.
Then the cloaked figure grabs the bars over the window. Then was a bright flash, and then the bars were gone and the window was busted.
Three other masked figures hopped through the now missing window, and they headed for the display cases, breaking the glass and grabbing the items in them.
While they did this, the cloaked figure walked out the door with the broken bars. One of the masked people looked at the clock on the wall, made a hand gesture, and all three fled through the broken window.
Hanley reached over and stopped the playback. "The only person that I have seen break a steel bar is your father, but I have never seen any one disintegrate steel bars…"his nasally voice trailed off.
"We must have missed something," she said as she pushed his hand away from the monitor and replayed the tape. When it again ended, she was still at a loss for words.
Hanley's silence bugged her, especially when she was so confused about what was going on. "Well?" she asked Hanley. His continued silence bugged her even more so she continued. "Did they leave any prints" Any clues? Anything?" she snapped.
"Only this," he said as he handed her a piece of paper. She took it and looked at it.
It had a picture of a dinosaur and under it in yellow was the word 'Raptors.'
"Raptors?" she said as she handed the paper back. Hanley nodded, "I've never heard of them," she finished.
"Neither have we," he answered. "We are sending out word to all the neighboring cities for any information about the Raptors, but I don't expect anything for a few days at least."
She walked out to the front and looked at what was left of the bars on the door. She felt a little foolish for not noticing that when she entered. She grabbed one of the small remnants and pulled and wiggled as hard as she could, but couldn't get it to move. They were as solid as she expected steel to be.
She wandered the store looking at every thing, replaying in her head what she had seen on the tape, looking for anything that could help: a shoe print, a drop of blood, scraps of cloth, hair, anything.
But, like the other officers, found nothing other than broken glass. She looked at the broken window. The edges were burnt like an explosion, but no explosives were used.
It was just like at the Cell Games.
But her father said they were fake, illusions, and tricks done by people who were afraid to fight him.
This sure didn't look like a trick or an illusion.
She was so confused.
As she studied the window, another officer entered through the broken door. He was a stocky guy, a little taller than her, but almost as wide as the door. He headed over to Lieutenant Hanley and told him something. Hanley's eyes lit up and both ran at the door.
A curious Videl followed.
They stopped running around the corner, where the officer pointed to a body on the ground.
When she got a little closer and got a better view, she could see a hole about the size of her fist in the man's chest, and a puddle of blood surrounding him.
He was a younger man, maybe 20's at most. He had broad shoulder, and looked to be a very imposing man.
But now, his gray eyes stared lifelessly toward the sky, and his jaw hung open. He had been caught off guard, and terminated quickly.
She heard the officer telling Hanley about what else was known. Nothing was taken, he had money in his wallet, but otherwise they found nothing else.
Hanley said that both crimes were related, that this must have been the same people who robbed the jewelry store, and this man must have tried to stop them or gotten in the way of their escape.
These Raptors were going to be a handful.
"Jeff, I think I'm going to go now, if you're done with me that is," she said hoping that he would say that it was ok for her to leave.
"That's Lieutenant Hanley, and you saw what I wanted to show you. So unless you have anything to add, you can go." He responded.
"Ok, just submit your report and I'll review it tomorrow," she said as she pulled out her capsule.
"Yea, and tell your father that we may need his help with these Raptors," he said with a smirk.
She shuddered when he mentioned her father. She couldn't say anything to him, because if she did than he would know what she was doing. And Hanley loved to rub that in.
She activated her capsule and hopped in her jet, headed for her home.
When she got there, she headed straight for her room. As she reached for the handle, she heard a shuffle behind her.
"And where were you at this late hour of the night?" the gruff voice of her father Hercule rang out from behind her.
"I, uh, just went to get, um, a snack! Yeah! I was hungry so I went out for a snack," she responded nervously.
"Why go out when we have food here?" he questioned
"I didn't want anything that we have here. Now leave me alone, I'm going to bed!" she half shouted as she opened her door and slammed it behind her.
Alone in her room, she changed back into her pajamas and got into bed.
'I have to be more careful,' she thought as she felt sleep starting to pull at her again. 'And who are the Raptors?' was her final thought as she fell back into her slumber.
