Okay, I'm getting too bored of not writing, so I'll be posting other stories until I can access OC Heroes and Unnatural Chaos again. So don't worry, I didn't abandon them, I just can't get to them. Anyways, quickly get through copyrights and then a summery of the case you're about to be reading. Kaity the Chameleon (C) me. Espio the Chameleon, Amy Rose and Rouge the bat (C) SEGA (Even though Espio is only briefly mentioned)

Summery: After being pulled to a play by Amy and Rouge, Kaity finds herself at a crime scene, and without the Chaotix to help her, things may go bad. Will Amy and Rouge make good subsitutes? A double homicide on stage!? The chameleon is only praying she doesn't send the wrong person to jail and release a criminal.

Chapter 1: A Show to Die For

Kaity the Chameleon tuned out of what was happening on the stage in front of her. Instead of her usual black T-shirt and forest camouflage pants, she wore a midnight blue, long-sleeved top that seems almost fuzzy to the touch and black pants that could have been mistaken for velvet with a sparkle of blue reflecting off the stage's lights. To the chameleon's left, she could see Amy Rose in a red dress that touched down to her ankles when she stood, and matching high heels. On the right was Rouge, dressed in a figure-hugging purple dress and silk gloves that stopped just at her elbows. Thinking back to what had put her in her current position, wondering if being in Espio's place at the football game would have been worse. The female decided they were equal and listened to what was happening on the stage once more. On one side of the stage, the light shined on two humans covered in trench coats, wide brimmed hats, and sunglasses. According to the back drop, they we standing in a darkened ally with a single, almost burned out streetlamp as light.

From what the chameleon had gotten from the play so far, the two the light shined on were child killers, a thought that already boiled the chameleon's blood, and they had just killed a child. But the motive was that one of them was the child's father, unknown to the little girl or the man who stood in as her biological father.

"There was no need for it." The man on the right, whom had been before named as Eric said, a passionate disgust in his voice.

"You idiot," the other one, Kent, started coolly, "The brat saw our faces, she had to die." Eric opened his mouth to retort, but was cut off by his brother "Money or not."

"But she was a child!"

"You're getting soft, bro."

"And you're turning into a monster!" The lines were recited so passionately, the chameleon spectator would often forget it was only a theater production. "I can't go on living like this. I'm sorry, brother, but I'm turning us in." The chameleon smirked; the best kind of criminal was a criminal with a conscious. Kent nodded, as if he agreed with his brother, one hand in the deep pocket of his trench coat. Both froze in their place as the over-hanging light faded into nothing and suddenly was lit above a Mobian couple sitting at an outside café table on the other side of the stage. A white fox and a red vixen, both about mid-30s, had tear-stained fur, but gripped the other's hand from across the table.

The red female seemed to renew her tears as her head dropped down. "M-my poor baby." It was obvious the vixen would not be telling the white fox across from her that the child she cried for wasn't theirs.

The white fox held her hand tighter, hoping to bring even the smallest amount of reassurance to his wife. "Don't worry, Rose, we'll see our daughter soon." Kaity took this time to roll her eyes, Both Amy and Rouge had a light flow of tears going down their cheeks. A waitress dressed in black pants and a red shirt holding the café's logo on it placed a pitcher of water on their table, smiled at the couple and left the stage. Lights showed on both pairs now as each of them spoke their lines.

Kent coolly approached his brother, closing the few feet of space between them and put a hand firmly on his shoulder. "I'm sorry too." His voice remained level and showing no signs of sorrow.

The red vixen brought out two pills, both colored with purple capsules.

"I love you, Rose." The fox whispered, taking the pill Rose offered him.

"I love you too, Todd." Rose whispered. "I love you to death…" moving in a simultaneous action, the two Mobians took the pill and took a swallow of water from their glass.

At the same time at the other side of the stage, Eric looked at his brother in confusion of how well he had accepted his plans, and apologized for something. But that was until his top half was suddenly thrust into a glistening blade Kent had swiftly brought from his pocket and shoved into Eric. The crowd gasped in a collective breath. Just as this is happening, both foxes dropped their heads to the table, imitating death. A silence hung in the air as the crown waited for the next reaction. Then, with a sudden swiftness only a killer could have, Kent took back the knife, now stained in blood.

I apologize for the short-ness of this chapter, but I couldn't do much without going too much into other chapters.