Near the Coco Bongo, Nightclub

It was a mid early winters night as Doyle made his way towards the Coco Bongo, in his right hand he had a bunch of Roses and in his right tucked under his arm he had a box of chocolates in the shape of a heart.

Doyle was wearing a blue suit with a matching jacket, white shirt, a silver tie, black shoes and a pair of blue trousers. Doyle had taken the week off work as he wanted to think about his new girlfriend Ms. Mask, as he was crossing over the road he started to think out loud to himself, "Lt Kellyaway's coming home tomorrow, I bet that he will be surprised to see me with someone?"

He crossed over and right in front of him was the Coco Bongo night club, he made his way thought the entrance and came into the large bar, sitting at the bar on her own was Ms. Mask, she was wearing a purple evening dress with a slit at the top exposing her large cleavage. On her feet was a pair of purple high heeled shoes and on her hands she was wearing a pair of elbow length purple opera gloves.

On her lips she was wearing purple lipstick and on her eyelids she was wearing purple eye shadow, her long blonde hair was lose and was covering one side of her face, when she saw Doyle she got up from where she was sitting and made her way over to him smiling.

"Oh darling," she said as she came running towards him with her gloved hands stretched out, as she came running towards him Doyle put his hands out and they both hugged one another.

As they held each other Doyle began to think about his partner Lt Kellyway, as he was thinking about him he began to lose his grip on Ms. Mask, as soon as she felt his hands slip she stopped.

"What's wrong darling?" She asked him in a worried voice, "Don't you want to be with me?"

Doyle look at her and smiled, "no, it's not you I'm thinking about my partner Lt. Kellyaway who is coming home tomorrow from vacation," Doyle then lowed his head, "if it's OK with you could we please go somewhere a bit more private as I don't want to think about him tonight?"

Ms Mask looked at him and gave him a smile showing him a set of polished white teeth, "of course it is darling we could go into one of the VIP rooms in the back if you would like?"

Doyle nodded in agreement and Ms Mask took him by the hand and they then made their way to the VIP lounge, inside the VIP lounge there was a large bar next to the bar at the side of the room there was a small table and two chairs, once they had made their way inside both Doyle and Ms Mask sat down.

Doyle then went up to the bar and got them both two glasses of champagne; he then sat back down and looked in Ms Mask's eyes.

"You don't mind me asking you something babe?" He said as she held the glass up and downed the champagne in one gulp.

Once she had done this she looked at him and smiled, "of course darling, what is it that you want to ask me?"

Doyle cleared his throat, "what is your name really and is that your real face?"

Ms Mask's face turned sour, "haven't I already told you my name and yes of course this is my face?"

Doyle wasn't having any of this as he reached over the table and started to grab at the Mask, Ms Mask's expression turn from anger to scarred, "no darling what do you think you are doing please don't touch my beautiful face?"

Doyle did bother replying back to her as he began to pull the Mask from her face, in a bright green flash the mask was pull from her face and Doyle was pushed back the mask in both of his hands. When he came around he saw Peggy sitting on the chair where Ms Mask had been sitting.

She was wearing her normal clothes and her hair was back to normal, "what a rush," she said as she began to take in where she was, "that's the last time that I will ever do that again."

Doyle looked up at her and got back to feet, "that's the last time that you will ever do anything again Ms Brandt," he said as she stormed over to her, "you are under arrest.

Peggy couldn't believe what she was seeing it was if she was having a bad dream.

Doyle was coming towards her with a pair of handcuffs, "put your hands behind your back," he shouted at her, "I won't tell you again!" Peggy did as she was told and got down on the floor.

As Doyle was coming towards her he stopped for a brief moment, he was looking at the mask and smiled, "so this is what Kellyaway and the rest of the city are so afraid of?" he said laughing.

Peggy got up off the floor, "listen officer Doyle," she said in a soft and worried voice, "you have got to give me the mask back please before Stanley gets home."

Doyle looked at her and then put the Mask inside his jackets inside pocket, "Stanley wears this?" He asked her, Peggy nodded at him.

"Listen to me officer, if you don't give me the Mask; Stanley won't be able to use it to fight crime,"

Doyle gave a sharp laugh, "Ms Brandt," he said smiling, "or should I call you Ms. Mask? This mask it nothing but a weapon to be used against the City and its citizens, therefore I am seizing it and placing you under arrest."

Before Peggy could move or make a run for it she felt the handcuffs been placed around her hands, she then was lead away by Doyle out of the Coco Bongo and to Edge City police station for questioning.

Edge City Police Station (Few Minutes Later)

What took ten minutes seemed to take forever as Peggy was marched into the station. There she was processed and put in a cell Doyle on the other hand was celebrated like a hero.

"Wait until Kellyaway hears about this Doyle," said one young officer.

"Yeah I bet that you will take his place as Lt now that you have that Mask?" Said another officer.

Doyle laughed as he went over to a water cooler and poured himself a drink, "that isn't just what I have got from our reporter friend over there in that cell, I found out that she is working with Stanley Ipkiss from the bank."

"What?!" One of the other officers said in amazement, "you aren't being serious are you Ipkiss is involved?"

Doyle's face grew dim, "I wish that I was only joking but it's the truth, if you don't believe me then ask the reporter she seems to know Ipkiss and his dealings."

The other police officers seem to quiet down as they heard the truth from Doyle.

From her cell Peggy was listening, regardless of what she had done with the Mask she knew that she had over stepped the mark now. Both her and Stanley were in trouble and somehow The Mask would need to fix it, the only question remained who would wear it again?