It was a late night in Paris, France, about 3 A.M. You were a thief who stole a Ruby from a museum and you were about to escape until you felt something poking your back.

"Freeze, Criminal.” A feminine, spanish voice hissed.

You just smiled, it was only a matter of time until she showed up. Inspector Carmelita Fox, she was something else with her brown eyes glaring at you, her orange tail swishing, and her shock pistol pointing at you. You couldn't help but chuckle a little.

"What's with the laughter, Liam?" She questioned harshly.