Rowan strolled down the street, a Slurpee in his hand and a bag of fast food hanging from his fingers. He had left the Zoo to get something to eat, but really he was just too bored. It was late now, very much past curfew. He wasn't worried about running into an android, because he had secretly morphed his ears into that of a bat, hidden under his hat and bandanna. He could hear a servo whir from four blocks away. It made it better that the streets were deserted because it was after curfew, but the drink in his hand was less than satisfying, being sweetened with artificial sugar because the real stuff was bad for you. At least it was cold.<br/><br/>"Please submit to inspection."<br/><br/>Rowan stopped in his tracks. Panic struck as he had forgotten he had changed his ears and the electronic voice he had heard was not right behind him, but a block away. He paid attention to the sound and heard more than one android worth of servos moving around. He also heard the hum of a truck's electric engine.<br/><br/>Changing his ears back to normal, he snuck up to the corner and peered around the corner. There were three Androids around a large truck, the people inside very nervous as they knew the curfew applied to them as well. They should not be out this late on deliveries.<br/><br/>"Please identify your cargo and destination." The android demanded.<br/><br/>"Computer stuff." The driver said, "Spare android parts. I guess. I dunno."<br/><br/>"Where are you delivering it to?"<br/><br/>"None of your business." The driver snapped.<br/><br/>"Failure to comply will result in seizure of transported goods delivered after curfew. Your employing company will be reprimanded for sending you out after curfew and you will receive a fine."<br/><br/>"Back off metal head." The Driver said, "Fuck off and make some toast or something." The android then reached up to open the door. It proceeded to pull the driver out of the truck and pin him to the ground.<br/><br/>"You have committed an offence. You are now being arrested." It stated flatly. There was some movement in the cab, and the other man in the truck pulled something out from behind his seat.<br/><br/>PEW PEW<br/><br/>Two quick bolts of light and the Android's head vanished, behind it, two scorch marks on the sidewalk. The other two Androids sprang into action and jumped on the truck, pulling at the door an handle to get inside at the man with the gun. Rowan's eyes went wide. He stared at the ordeal his bag dropping to the ground. He didn't want to get involved, but these guys would be killed for having a gun. Whatever was in that truck was worth risking their lives for. It was important. Important enough to try and deliver at night.<br/><br/>He only realized after he had changed into a small cat that he had moved at all, running around the corner, his drink simply dropped from the height he was holding it at, striking the sidewalk and spilling all over the place. He bobbed and weaved around light poles and trash cans then out into the street. It was then a short hop to the bumper, then another to the hood of the truck. He took a deep breath and bellowed.<br/><br/>"MRRRRROOOWWWW!"<br/><br/>The Androids stopped. One had it's arm smashed through the window and had the man by the collar, the other was in mid scramble over the cab of the truck to get to the driver. It was like the scene paused in mid frame, with everyone staring at a small cat sitting on the hood of the truck...<br/><br/>"A cat?" One Android stated.<br/><br/>"An Unregistered Cat." The other said, "I see no collar."<br/><br/>"New target is low priority. Apprehend the criminals."<br/><br/>"Roger. Roger." the other agreed. Rowan stood and began to change, growing in size to eventually become a large Tiger. The trucks front suspension buckled beneath his new weight.<br/><br/>"RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRR!" His roar was deafaning, again the Androids stopped.<br/><br/>"New target is high priority! High Priority!" it quickly said, almost like in a panic. In one motion, Rowan raised on his hind legs and grabbed both Androids by the head with his powerful paws and claws, then smashed them together, the skull casing cracking like an egg under the power. They both fell limply as sparks flew out of their heads, one still with it's arm stuck in the window around the man's collar. The man was still staring at Rowan through the cracked windshield in fear and confusion.<br/><br/>Rowan jumped down from the truck the hood rising as the strain was removed from the shocks. Once he had dropped away from the man's view, he quickly shifted to a mouse and ran back to his place around the corner. Once out of sight, he reclaimed his normal body and picked up his bag, huffing in disappointment that he had dropped his drink.<br/><br/>"Well crap." he muttered, then began strolling back to the Zoo. At least he had some fun tonight...