The Black Fox (Shinichi X Reader)

The Fox Called Aster

(Y/N)= Your Name
(H/C)= Hair Color
(E/C)= Eye Color
(Y/N/N)= Your Nickname
(F/C)= Favorite Color
(F/F)=Favorite Food

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You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, blocking out all the sounds swirling around you.
Breathe... You've done this hundreds of times... Breathe... This is your big moment... Breathe... All eyes are on you. So, let's give them a show!

You open your eyes, and let all the sounds wash back over you. The fwip fwip fwip of the helicopter blades over your head, the sound of your cloak whipping in the wind around you, the shouts of the police for your surrender. You smile at how foolish the police are.

"Surrender! You won't get away this time!" The chubby Detective McGuire shouts over all the noise.

"Come now Mickey." You chuckle at the detective's furious expression. He hates your nickname for him, which makes it all the more fun. "How will you catch me? You've already put together all the pieces for my escape!" You chuckle as you pull two of your little toys from your cloak. "Farewell, Micky!" You grin, throwing down a smoke bomb at their feet.

The smoke bomb exploded in a cloud of black smoke. Of course, you added a fun surprise for them in this bomb. You loaded it with glitter, so now anyone within five feet would be shaking glitter out of their hair for a week. Cruel, I know, but you felt the need to add your own touch to everything you did.

While the officers were busy coughing out smoke and glitter, you put your escape plan into action. You readied your second toy, a hook attached to a twenty-foot piece of rope, and threw the hook at the bottom of the nearest helicopter. The hook latched on to the leg of the chopper, and you gave it a testing tug. It held strong. Time to go. You ran and leapt off the edge of the building.

You held tight to the rope and swung across the gap between the building the police were on, and the adjacent one. You released the rope at the last second, and rolled across the roof. You could hear Mickey shouting orders to the rest of the officers, but you knew they wouldn't catch you.

You planned everything methodically. Little did Mickey know, the building you were currently on was hosting a party for some old man's retirement. It would be simple for you to change out of your costume and vanish into the crowd of 200 party-goers. "Check mate, Mickey old boy." You chuckle as you become just another face in the crowd.

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That's it for now. Just a pilot chapter to wet your taste buds. I'll update as often as possible! The more support I get (AKA votes and comments) the faster I will try to update!
It gets better, I promise!!!