Shackles Of Flames (Title Subject To Change)

•Chapter One•

A/N:
Sorry in advance for spelling mistakes, my autocorrect has decided to suck at its job. Also apologies for bad story line, I have nothing prepared. So buckle up, it's going to be a journey for us both.
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Dream's POV

'Name: Unknown. Wiry build. Hight: Around 5'9. Suspected to have dark hair. No other details as of yet.'

  I read the case file with an unamused expression. So this is the guy that managed to evade the police for 3 years? Slightly disappointing.

  I sigh, putting the file down and pinching my nose bridge in frustration. Why did the chief of department think I was cut out for this? I sigh again. There was no room for mistakes here, I have to do well.

  Even after already spending hours, simply agonizing over the police reports, and all the evidence the station had on this "Master Burglar", I'm still worried about this mission.

   I have to remember that nobody else has managed to catch this man for 3 years, but instead of making me feel better, it makes me feel sick to my stomach.

  If I don't get this right, I'm just another disappointment to the station. I check my watch. 18:43. Still more then an hour left here.

Might as well keep mulling over these files...

George's POV

  I quietly chuckle as I drive away from a house, my car filled with new trinkets, treasures, and dollar bills.

  I pull up to my favorite pawn shop to sell all of the lovely things I stole today. Mostly things like small statues and figurines, but also some expensive looking jewelry, which has to be at least 12 karat gold.

  I saunter over to the counter, and display my goods. The guy at the counter turns around when he hears the clinks of me placing down the items.

  "AYYYYY BIG MAN! Back with more items for me?"

  I laugh slightly at his enthusiasm.

"Yeah Tommy, brought some good things, so I expect some big bucks in return for them."

"Don't talk so loud! You know I told you to call me Big Man, Tommy sounds too childish for me."

  I scoff, what an idiot.

"Oh yea "Big Man" barely legal age to work here. Now let's get to the prices of these items, before you pocket them under my nose."

  Tommy laughs nervously, and takes a sip from his can of coke.

"I would never do such a thing to my good friend Gogy! You wound me for assuming such things. Now then, this statue is made from marble, the most I'd give you for it is...."

  Finally, after finishing my bartering with Tommy, and exchanging some laughs, I head back to my car, with a healthy amount of cash. I drive to my home, a discreet, but neat little house.

   It's nothing too fancy, just enough to suffice for basic needs. I drop my bag to the floor and check the time. 18:43. I go to take a shower, I need to wash away the stench of the pawnshop.

  Overall, quite a successful and easy day. In and out robbery. But tomorrow, I have my eyes set on a much bigger goal. Tomorrow, I have a plan to pull off. For my friend, Sapnap, who works at the police station, told me about a new cop they recently hired....

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A/N
The first chapter is quite short because I'm using it as a pilot/test. I'm going to be trying to make chapters longer in the future.