Chapter 1: New Life
"Garrett! Garrett, I'm slipping!" He held onto her by her arm. Garrett was scared he was going to drop her again. She was the only kind of family he had. Erin started to slip from his grasp and his eyes started to water.
"Erin! I, I can't hold on any longer. I'm so sorry!" Garrett yelled around the collapsing building. A few moments later, Erin fell from his hold and plummeted into the darkness beneath her.
"Nooooo!"
Garrett awoke with a start. He was covered in sweat and all he could think about at first was the nightmare he had just had. When he got his bearings, Garrett notice that he was in a very fancy bedroom and laying on an extremely comfortable bed. Immediately, he new something was wrong.
He started to move and found he was changed into an expensive white button-down shirt and light brown pants. His thief mask and other clothing were nowhere to be seen. As he moved from the bed, he almost tripped on something attached to his ankle when he almost go to the door. Garrett turned to look at his right ankle to see a cuff and chain attached to him.
Worried, he tugged on the chain to see if it had any weak spots. He found he could walk around the entire room, except he couldn't get to the door. Garrett gently sat down on the bed, pondering how he got there. He remembered getting to the legendary safe and almost getting inside when he felt something hit the back of his skull. He reached behind his head and found the lump of where he was attacked.
After pondering, Garrett took a look at the cuff on his ankle. He found a keyhole. Maybe there's something around here I can pick the lock with, he thought. He searched the room but found nothing of use.
An hour after doing nothing, he heard the door being unlocked. He immediately dived under the covers and pretended to be asleep. The door creaked open and the familiar whistle filled the room along with the sound of heavy boots.
The presence of a person towered over Garrett. "I know you aren't asleep, Master Thief." The all-knowing voice of the Thief-Taker General rang out in the big room. Garrett stayed silent and still. A chuckle sounded.
The bed sunk in as a new weight was put on it. "Are you angry with me, Thief?" He was terrified to answer the man he always could slip around.
Suddenly, Garrett was yanked by his shoulder and came face to face with the General. "That's better. I knew you were awake." A smile played on his lips as he took in the shocked expression of the so-called 'Master Thief.'
"W-Where am I?" Garrett asked. He tried to back away from the General, but banged his head on the headboard. He grabbed the back of his head as his vision swam.
"Please don't hurt yourself. I mean you no harm. And to answer your question, you are in my private home on a small island little ways away from the city," General said in a calm and soft voice. That scared Garrett even more.
"Why? Why me?"
"Because I always admired you from afar. You are a special possession to have and you are an interesting man."
"What about Basso? What about my life?" Tears welled up in Garrett's eyes as he lowered his head defeated.
"Mr. Basso is perfectly safe. As for your old life, you can forget it. Your new life is here, with me," he answered. The General grabbed Garrett by his chin and kissed him with all the passion he had. Shocked, Garrett couldn't do anything but let it happen.
A few minutes later, the General pulled away and got off the bed. He walked over to the door and began to walk out. He stopped and said, "Well come to your new life, Master Thief."
With that said, the General left, leaving Garrett shocked and question the motive of the General.