Chapter 1: Sam OOC: I hope you guys enjoy my fic. It is about a theif and a rich girl who fall madly in love. Lol. I plan to make many more fics. So please continue checking this fic for up coming chapters. ~Colourtheory "Get him!" I heard the police officer leading the unit yell. I was running across the sidewalks of Ney York City. Obiviously exposing myself. What an Idiot I am. I have to find somewhere else to go. I thought to myself. I came up to a small flower stand sitting absently on the sidewalk. The streets were unusually empty. As well as the streets. To be honest, I don't think New York City has ever been 'silenced', but I was curious to find out. I looked behind me to find the unit of police officers gettting closer to me. I heasitated. I threw the flowersthat were sitting on the stand in ther direction and pushed the stand over. I ran to the corner of the street, possibly the end of New York city being that I have been running for so long, and turned the corner right into an ally. I continued running down the ally like I didn't even care where I was runnin to. That was untill I hit a cold brick wall. It was the end of the ally. I could smell the matallic smell of blood. I heard a light dripping sound and looked down to find me in a pool of blood. I felt my head. I could tell there was some type of injury, but I had no idea what it was because of the darkness of the ally. A light flashed from above me. I looked up to find a hellicopter that in giant blue letters had printed on the side 'POLICE'. CRAP! I thought to myself. What an Idiot i was. I'm in a police chase and decide to stop in an ally? So unlike me. "Stop right there!" Yelled the head police officer. He was crowded by what looked like a SWAT team. "Stay here," he ordered them. "I'll take care of him". The head police officer walked slowly up the dark ally. I could not see much, but I could here the clicks from his boots. He walked up to me, sitting in a pool of blood, and grabbed me by the throught lifting me from the ground. "Look who we have here. Sam Bigalow." the police officer said. He relased his grip on me and let me stumble to the ground. I got back up. "Why hello Giovanni. And how are you on this evening?" I asked him with a bloody smirk. Giovanni is the head of the police department in New York City. I have a long history with him. You see, I am wanted here in New York City. I'm a theif. I have no house and barely enough money. My parents died in a 9-11 attack three years ago. Giovanni is always the one that is after me when I steal something. Giovanni grabbed his gun that was attached to his belt. "Who do you think you are Bigalow? What makes you think you can steal from a jewelry store?" he spat at me. "I think I am in fact Sam Bigalow, Giovanni." I spat back with a laugh. Giovanni let out a grunt and smacked me right in the temple with his gun. I felt a blur and a little dizzy. I was fed up with him. I looked around for something to use against him. From behind me I felt a piece of brick. I secretly picked it up and through it right at hime knocking him out. He fell to the ground. "GET HIM!" I heard a member of the swat team yell. The swat team began to run after me. In panic I grabbed Giovanni's gun and opened fire anywhere I could as I ran to the exit of the ally. I jumped over members of the swat team, shot them. When I reached the exit, I turned and continued to run along the sidewalk, my body in clothes still soaked in blood. When I began to cross the street, right when I was in the middle of the street, a black carr pulled up in front of me. Now whos after me? I thought. I drew the gun I stole from Giovanni and held it to the black car. The back door opened and a girl with blond hair stepped out. "Get in the car! Hurry!" she said. I looked back and saw the swat team running after me. I immediately dropped the gun and ran into the car. The girl got in an closed the door behind her. "Hurry up Blaine," she said to the driver of the car. "Take me and Sam here to my house. Fast." And the black car sped away.