Keith shot awake at the sound of his alarm blaring next to his head, he groaned as he dragged his body out of bed and went straight into the shower. He knew he had an important meeting with the Police Chief about some new details in a case he had been working on, but the details of the meeting were vague. Throwing on his classic red shirt and leather jacket he grabbed his hat and keys then he made his way down the four floors to the main lobby of his apartment complex, he hurried to where his black and red motorcycle was waiting for him. Racing down the streets of Altea City his stomach kindly reminded him that his first stop should be Space Goo Bakery that was right across from the Precinct.

"Hey Keith!" Hunk called cheerfully as he entered.

"Hey Hunk, how's it going?" Keith replied, setting his helmet down on the counter in between himself and Hunk.

"Oh ya know, just keeping everyone well fed. You want your usual right?"

"Yes on the usual, and trust me everyone in whole precinct loves you."

"Aw thanks! Here everything is already done. Got a busy day today?" Hunk asked as he handed Keith a white bag with his usual bagel with cream cheese and a black coffee.

"I've got a meeting with the Chief today, after that I'm not sure it all depends on how the meeting goes." Keith payed as he spoke, starting to wake up when the strong coffee smell invaded his nose.

"Alright well good luck! Enjoy your goo!" Hunk yelled his famous line as Keith left chuckling, walking to his job that was conveniently located right across from Hunk's bakery.

He first went to his locker to change, inspecting himself in the mirror to ensure that everything was in order before he actually saw the Chief.

Plopping down at his desk, Keith ate his bagel and checked his email while waiting for the meeting time; he was hoping that something from forensics was going to be waiting for him, but today was not that day.

"Kogane, the Chief's ready for you." Keith nodded at the passing officer before throwing away his now empty coffee cup, taking a deep breath right before entering the Chief's office, shocked to see Shiro already inside.

"Detective Kogane, thank you for taking the time for this meeting. I know you already know Detective Shirogane, correct?" The Chief spoke after Keith closed the door to his office.

"Yes, sir, I do."

"Chief Alfor if you don't mind me asking, why did you call both of us for this meeting?" Shiro questioned.

"I'm sure you're both aware of this, but I'll go over it anyways; Shiro you have been tracking the vigilante known as 'Winger' for the past six years, while Keith has been tracking 'Sharpshooter' for the past four years."

"Yes, sir that's true." Shiro's curiosity was spiking at the names of two of the best-known vigilantes of Altea City. Keith, on the other hand, was outright pissed; Sharpshooter had managed to evade him for four full years, the blue-and-black clad crime fighter was the only case that Keith hasn't been able to solve in his career as a police officer.

"Well, we just receive some new intel concerning the both of them, the intel just came in last night from our resident CSI expert. After analyzing their movements that the two of you have tracked and their latest jobs, she's completely positive that there's only one conclusion- they've teamed up." Chief Alfor, watched his two officers closely as he delivered the news, both of these vigilantes had given them trouble for years.

Neither Winger nor Sharpshooter actually killed the guys that they fought, and they had only given minor injuries to police officers, but that was only if they approached them to attempt an arrest. Winger had been around for longer and was close to Shiro's age, he is a very prominent figure in the fight against the violent Galra Gang; Sharpshooter, as his name suggested, was known for his incredible marksmanship and was also very active against the Galra Gang, but these two had never attempted to team up before, hell there has never been any evidence that they had ever spoken to each other at all, but if forensics said they've teamed up then it had to be true.

"Since you two are the leading detectives on the cases, I thought it was a good idea if you two teamed up as well. What do you say, can you two work together?" Chief Alfor knew it was pointless to ask, he wasn't expecting any problems from these two, but the opinions of his fellow officers was very important to him, so he wanted to hear them say it themselves.

"Of course, Sir, I think that's a good idea, right Keith?" Shiro pointily glanced back at Keith, he knew that there was no problem in a team up, but this was Sharpshooter that they were talking about. Shiro knew how important this case was for him.

"Right, no problem, Chief." Keith was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Shiro's eyes on him, if he recalled properly, Sharpshooter had said at some point before that he would always work solo, so, what had caused this?

"Good. If there's nothing either of you two need, you're dismissed."

Once outside of the office, the two detectives immediately grabbed their computers and their files surrounding the case before heading into a meeting room to come up with a "battle plan."

"Okay this is all of the information that I currently have on Winger and the Galra Gang, I think that our first step should be to familiarize ourselves with the opposite vigilante and then go from there. Let's see if there are any connections." Keith nodded his agreement and they wasted no time in organizing their stacks of files before Keith launched into an impromptu presentation of his vigilante.

"Okay, so, Sharpshooter is known for his marksmanship skills from an unknown weapon. His weapon resembles a military-grade sniper rifle, however, its actual origin is unknown; our best guesses points to the fact that it was probably was an actual military sniper rifle at some point before being modified with unregistered tech.

The majority of the time, this weapon does not leave any casings or bullet shells, whether he picks them up himself or if it was designed that way is still unknown, I did manage to find what appears to be a shell from his weapons a few days ago and Intelligence is working to see what they can find out. You with me so far?" Shiro chuckled at the difference in Keith's normal attitude and his police attitude, but he was paying attention all the same, and was keeping notes so Keith wouldn't have to repeat himself.

"Yeah, I'm following. Has there been any word regarding the shell?"

"Not yet, I'm hoping to hear from them soon though. Okay moving on, Sharpshooter has also shown to have incredible flexibility, even to the skill level of a professional gymnast. As for where this comes from, we have no idea, we don't know if he was trained or if this is all self-taught."

"How else can he move?"

"Well, he's extremely graceful; his movements are smooth and fluid, just by looking at him I'd say that he has some background in dancing. High jumping, tumbling, and parkour are more of his talents. Sharpshooter is also damn near impossible to catch, just when you think that you have him cornered, he'll find a way to use his skills to escape."

Now that was something, "damn near impossible to catch" to hear Keith say that was shocking to Shiro, but at the same time it was predictable, the guy is still out there after all. Keith has always been known to have some crazy plans, but no one could argue with the results that he got. Catching someone had never been a problem for Keith before Sharpshooter, as a matter fact, the Sharpshooter case was assigned to another person before being transferred to Keith who had the best odds of capturing him. The hot-headed, at the time, rookie detective was put in charge of the newest vigilante causing enough of a scene to get people's attention.

Shiro remembered when Sharpshooter first showed up, his costume had been white with bright blue accents, he never cared who saw him while he flipped around doing what he could to help with an almost childlike attitude. A couple of years later, one of the most violent gangs that Altea City had ever seen started to make their presence more well known, choosing to work in broad daylight regardless of any consequences instead of sticking in the shadows like they used to.

A young girl, ten years old if Shiro remembered correctly, was taken by the Galra to "prove a point" the point being that they were untouchable, the police and even regular citizens went searching for this young girl out of fear of what they would do to her. Reportedly, Sharpshooter was seen entering a building about forty minutes before police showed up ready to storm inside, the little girl, however; was running out of the building a few minutes later saying that Sharpshooter that saved her and was still inside. The great relief of the girl's safety was replaced with confusion as to what the police should do, Sharpshooter had yet to be seen leaving the building, but the lack of noise and lights made it seem like the fight was over. After ten minutes of scouting around the building and setting up a perimeter, flames started sprouting up from nowhere, quickly licking up the whole building until the whole thing was a makeshift bonfire.

Sharpshooter wasn't seen for two months after that and when he was finally seen again, he was different. The white on his costume was now black and looked more like armor than fabric, he started working in the shadows more, rarely being seen himself by anyone only the aftermath told you he was there, and Sharpshooter himself seemed darker, more rugged. Shiro, along with the majority of people, knew that something serious had to have happened while he was rescuing the child. The question was what had happened? Now, almost one year after that, they still had no idea what actually happened that night.

"I lost you, didn't I?" Keith's voice cut into Shiro's reminiscing, reminding him of the present world.

"No you didn't, sorry I was just thinking about a few things." Shiro flashed him a reassuring smile, he really was paying attention and this new information combined with his current knowledge could be just what they need to get the answers that they seeked.

"Yeah, it's a lot to take in at once, sorry. Coffee break and then you tell me about Winger?"

"Sounds good. Let's go."

"Oh hey guys! Taking a lunch break too?" Pidge popped up behind the pair as they exited the precinct, chatting in a chipper voice.

"Lunch? Pidge it's like 9 o'clock in the morning!" Keith glanced down at Pidge like she was growing three heads. He knew that being in CSI meant that sometimes they worked some insane hours but to be so screwed up that she was ready for lunch this early in the morning had to be a new record.

"Dude what are you talking about? It's noon, ya know."

Shiro and Keith both whipped their heads to check the watches on their respective wrists before two pairs of eyes went so wide Pidge was worried that they were going to pop out of their heads and roll down the street. Turns out that Pidge was right, it was noon. Neither one of them realized how much time had passed during what had seemed to be two short meetings.

"Welcome back to the living! Now that you know the time and should be realizing that you're hungry, want to go to the café down the road?" Pidge had already started walking toward the popular café without waiting for their answer knowing that they would follow her.

"Might as well, right?" Shiro shrugged as he made his way after her, he was getting hungry and it was a great place for lunch after all and he wanted to talk to Pidge about the bullet casing that Keith had mentioned earlier anyways.

Keith looked at his watch one last time and checked the position of the sun just to make sure, before running a hand through his hair and going after the two people who were probably his closest friends.

"Hey Curtis!" Pidge called cheerfully as the three members entered the family owned café.

"Hey guys!" Curtis smiled at three of his regulars and gestured at some of the empty tables behind him, indicating that they could sit wherever they wanted in that section.

Shiro and Keith sat across from each other in one of the available booths and Pidge plopped down next to Shiro, none of them bothered to look at the menus sitting in front of them. They had been coming to this café since they had joined and Curtis was the son of the current owners, but the whole restaurant had always been owned by someone in their family. Curtis was close to Shiro's age and while he was currently in medical school, he did work in the café during his time off of school and that's how the three of them, plus the majority of the police in the area knew Curtis and the Space Café.

"How's it going guys?" The darker skin man greeted as he came over.

"Oh you know, just the usual police stuff, Shiro and Keith were in meetings and lost track of time again." Pidge informed him with a cheeky grin.

"Of course they did." He laughed, "Want your usual lunch orders?"

After receiving the conformations, Curtis disappeared into the kitchen before reemerging with three coffees, straight black for Keith, black with a couple creams and sugars on the side for Shiro, and one absolutely loaded with sugar and cream for Pidge that it was practically white.

"It'll be ready in just a few minutes guys." Curtis deposited the coffees then went back to serve other people in his area while the three remaining members waited for their food.

"Okay now it's my turn." Shiro stated after they had returned from lunch and waved goodbye to Pidge as she also returned to her work.

"Shoot. What's the deal with Winger?" Keith was glad that they took their break when they did, this was a lot of information they were throwing at each other all at once.

"As you know, Winger has been on the scene longer than Sharpshooter, but Intelligence only places him as a few years older, somewhere around my age they guess. His name actually comes from the public, when he first showed up no one had any idea what his intentions actually were and to add to that, he uses a small drone-like device. So the public named him Winger as in he 'wings what he does' and the fact that he uses something similar to a drone the same way satellites are used."

"What does that mean exactly?"

"Well as far as we know, this 'drone' can scan for heat signatures, make a map of a scanned building, be used for patrolling, and also as a camera."

"Fancy, but you're aware that that's not really like a satellite, right?" Keith scoffed.

"Eh, close enough. Yours gets a fancy gun mine gets a fancy drone. Now pay attention, Sharpshooter had an outfit change, but Winger has been pretty much the same since he first showed up aside from a few upgrades here and there. Still using what appears to be black armor with dark purple accents, Winger is more of a hand-to-hand combat class, he always preferred to be in close range to his opponents instead of having distance."

"Opposite of Sharpshooter who always wants distance to take his long shots."

"Speaking of which, I forgot to ask, but what kind of damage can that gun of his do?"

"He has a few different rounds, the first is pretty much exactly like a traditional bullet, the second is a stun round that knocks people unconscious and can blow fuses, while the third is more of a small explosive round. What about Winger? What does he use?"

"Fancy." Shiro copied Keith's earlier statement, he'd have to admit that Sharpshooter's weapon and the skill required to use it, was just flat out impressive.

"Winger's main weapon is a bo staff that has what's like a high powered taser on the end of it, and when he activates it, it has the ability to knock you out in just a few seconds; he also has a variety of knives hidden all over his body. He's been fighting the Galra since day one, and while he's definitely made things difficult for them, it hasn't been enough to put a serious dent in their operations. That leads me to believe that the reason for Sharpshooter and Winger's team-up was forced into necessity by the Galra Gang, they want to do more, something bigger, but they can't do it on their own."

"That was my theory too. The two of them could do more damage together than separate, but I don't think that they'll move right away. I think that they're planning a big op now while running smaller ones to get used to the others style."

"Makes sense. That would be the best way to do it."

"Let's go down to Forensics and I can show you the round that we talked about during lunch."

"Lead the way." The two detectives gathered up their files and deposited them on their desks before heading down to see Pidge and the infamous bullet shell from Sharpshooter.

And there you have it! The first chapter of the new series! I hope everyone enjoyed that and Chapter 2 is on its way. Extra points to those of you who remembered Curtis from seasons 7 and 8 of VLD.

See you next time!

~Kiera540 and KadyG