Vector burst open the door of the house, having received an anonymous call that there was a case he could solve. His comrades at his detective agency hadn't been available, so he had ran alone to get the information, leaving them messages in case they could stop by slightly late. What he found, however, was nothing like he expected.
He had expected to find a crime scene with clues, but not one with bodies. There, draped over the couch, was the body of Amy Rose, gruesomely maimed to the point that it looked as if she had actually been bitten in half. This had only happened after she had been striped and raped, rather obviously, or perhaps before it was hard to tell. It was easy to tell that her pussy was drooling someone's cum.
His eyes widened, wondering why someone would call him for such a serious crime, but then he knew. Looking down onto the floor, it looked like there was a used condom, likely dropped by the culprit. But it was his used condom. The night before, a lady at a bar had flirted with him and they had ended up having sex multiple times. Had she only been collecting his sperm to leave laying at a crime scene? He was being set up!
Before he could react, the door opened again, and he heard a gasp behind him. He turned to see Sonic standing at the door, a stunned expression on his face.
"Vector!" Sonic didn't know what had gone on, but he knew that Vector was standing over the very dead body of his girlfriend, holding a condom. To Sonic it looked like he was getting rid of his evidence, "H.. you? How could you do this?!" the rage built in the hedgehog's voice as he approached and it was clear he wouldn't listen to reason.
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