Why did the chicken cross the road?

Travelling outside of my normal patrol area. Far from normal. Smoke caught my eye. For no other reason than I can. I turned around and started to make my way toward the plume. Driving through this city. Its nice enough place. Nothing like Appalachia! Lots of buildings and places here. Wonder what is burning. Rounding another corner, the smoke is thick and looks like the fire is just up ahead. Sure enough. The building on the corner is engulfed in a flaring scorcher.
 
I see a giant gator across the street. It's been a long ride. Even if it is real there could be people needing my help inside the burning building. Bookstore. This is a bookstore. All the more reason to see if anyone needs my help. I pull hard on the throttle and Dragon responds. Speeding up and driving into the low-lying smoke on the ground.
 
I hit the smoke and before I can even think some dogs are nipping at my heels. One lands a solid bite. These aren't the Appalachian dogs. These are something way worse. What is going on here? Giant gator and some sort of rabid diseased curse ridden mutts! The dog's attacks force me to lose control of Dragon. My supercycle. Crashing into the bookstore building. I go through the storefront window and into the conflagration. Luckily, my Sprite's magic wards of Heat. I find out the hard way it's not helping me when I breath. One more thing I have to learn.
 
My human can't breathe! Oh no I'll clear a bit of smoke and let her get one good breath. Now hold it as long as you can.
 
Looking about now. Flames all around. Some books aren't burning. Something tells me I should grab some. I do. Into my bag they go. When dammit if those hell hounds don't just jump into the building after me.
 
My Sprite magic should stop those canine creatures from seeing us.
 
No way we can get around those damn dogs. To get back outside. With that we turn and quietly move to the staircase and go upstairs. Dammit one dog comes at me. I use some slick sidestepping skills to dodge out of its way and its nose gets rubbed up against the wall. Now up on the second story. Like the second verse is the same as the first. Burning bookstore!! I see a strange jar of blue liquid seems to yell out grab me, Scarlet. More artifacts such as antique holy relics? I fill each hand. When I hear the dogs heading up stairs. Can't you just heel I mutter. Next thing I'm getting a running head start and diving headlong through the window. Make a midair roll and a perfect landing into a riding position onto Dragon, the supercycle. With a kick she fires right up!
 
As I was stowing the artifacts from the bookstore. The motor dies. This isn't normal, I think. As I damn near soil my seat. Ignition switch is on. Keys are in. Grab the clutch lever and give her another kick. Motor fires. Sure, a beautiful cacophony of power and sound!! Throttle up! Clutch disengaged! We speed off back the way we came.
 
Like that out of the fire and into the frying pan. Only I wish it was that giant chicken in the middle of the road that was being Fricassee? What is going on here? The laws of nature mean nothing? Swerving turning burning up the road. Nothing like this street ever seen before. My biker chops are smoking like my tires! The giant chicken is in the rear view. Until it is next to me. It pecks and squawks like a giant chicken should but I'm The Scarlet Sprite dammit. You ain't never going to catch nothing but some tailpipe exhaust once I find fourth.
 
Scarlet hits fourth gear and speeds straight at a lamppost to avoid a dangerous domesticated foul on growth hormones set to Mad Max mode! I add a little help to her steering, and she has Dragon under control again and......
 
Bam I narrowly avoid the lamppost. Then I roost in the direction of that tunnel. No way big bird going to catch Dragon the supercycle in high gear. No way. Never. Smashing through the tunnel and that's the way the Chicken crossed the road in an eggshell. ~Scarlet Sprite!