Chapter 1: A Lonely Thief in Adventure Bay

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"Chase,"

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"Chaaaaase...."

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"CHASE,"

Alarmed, Chase fell out of his chair, clearly not expecting his name to be screamed out loud.

"Skye!" said Chase, glaring at his friend, "you scared me!"

"Thought I would, now, the chief wants to speak with you."

Again? Ugh... no... the chief's name was Silver, he liked to annoy Chase. The only reason Chase got into the police team was because his friends were in there. Not because of Silver.

"Alright, alright, stop, don't go scary woman on me," Chase said, pushing Skye away and left.

"What is it?" asked Chase, clearly annoyed. "There's a thief in this town." said Silver.

"Of course there is." said Chase. "No, not like the other thieves we faced and arrested, this one steals food, and doesn't harm anyone," Silver told Chase. "Hm..." said Chase.

"This one is Grey, brownish hazel greenish eyes," Silver informed, "Got it, Guys, we got a thief on our hands!" Chase exclaimed to his friends.

"Alright! Finally!" said Rubble, "'Finally?' This thief might be hurting people, Rubble!" Everest told Rubble, her icy blue eyes glaring at him. "O-okay." Everyone knows not to mess with Everest's icy glare.

"Where is he now?" asked Chase. "Downtown, around Darkfire alley."

Darkfire Alley? No one goes there...

Prefect place for a thief, I'd say,

Dang it, forgot Ryder put something on us so we could communicate telepathically with each other.

Your welcome

Not.

Zuma please stop

You stop Chase.

"Is it your telepathy thingy?" Silver asked. Chase thanked God he didn't have the telepathy thing on him.

Would you like me to put it on Silver?

NO!!!

Alright, Chase, alright.

Can someone tell Ryder to shut up

I will, shut up Ryder

We all shut up, okay?

Fine, agree to disagree

Chase loved that about the team. They can all disagree on some stuff, but still stay best friends.

"Go, out, arrest, the thief!" Silver ordered.

He can be a real pain sometimes am I right

Yes you are absolutely 100% right, Chase

Thank you Skye

They left to arrest the thief.

Rocky POV

Man, ouch!... I thought, looking at my wounds. I know I said this before, but I hate my life, I thought to myself. Everything that happened in my life is everything that I hate.

My family abused me and killed the only person who loved me; my brother, Mario. Now my life is terrible. I am not a huge fan of water because my family threw me in it and left me to die. I still have a lot of bloody wounds from the incident.

Name one good thing in my life, just try. Name one thing that could give me hope, just try. My life is horrible. I steal food. I am a thief, even though I don't want to be and I don't mean any harm to civilians, I just want the food & water.

I give myself cuts and I try to kill myself. My life is the worst.

"Thief, you are under arrest by the police!"

Oh...no...

I turned around and saw Officer Chase, Officer Marshall, Officer Rubble, Officer Skye and Everest, and Officer Zuma,  all standing in front of spotlights.

I winced at the light and instinctively blocked myself from the light so I don't turn blind. I sighed.

"Fine," I said, releasing the first word I spoke in a while. It sent a shiver down my spine, hearing my cold, weakened voice. "I give, arrest me." I said, putting my hands up in an 'I give up' position.

"Most thieves don't give up so easily."

"I'm not 'most thieves,' so arrest me, I don't have a useful life anyways." I told them. Officer Chase seemed shocked at how broken and weakened my voice sounded.

I stared at them, fearfully. I was afraid of them. I knew I shouldn't be, but I did not want to die, not just yet. "Just one moment." said Officer Chase.

I nodded.

Chase POV

We can't arrest this guy, he's too... he's too injured. If he dies, what's the point of arresting him?

Chase, chase, chase, CHASE... he's a criminal...

Although, Guys, look at his scars, and he looks scared.

Of what?

Of us.

My face softened at this, from uncertainty to a pitiful look.

"Why do you steal food?" I asked him, kneeling down his level.

"I .. I steal food because.. I'm .. just trying to survive. I'm starving, man. I don't mean a- any harm. I just want the food, I... I'm not a murderer." He confessed.

I sighed. "Just go."

He seemed surprised, "what?" He asked. "Go before I change my mind. And by the way.. what's your name?" I asked him.

"....I'm Rocky."

"Nice to meet you, Rocky," Zuma spoke up. Rocky smiled and left.

No one tell Silver. We'll never hear the end of it.
  
We won't. For your sake.

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⏰ Last updated: May 28, 2023 ⏰

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