JASON GRACE was hot on the thief's trail now. No doubt about it, he could feel it in his gut. He HAD to get The Lightning Thief, or so, that's what he calls himself. His perfect record could not be tarnished, as of now he has caught all twenty-seven of the criminals he has tracked down, yet somehow, the Lightning has evaded it. He has now idea who he is, or what he even looks like, but he does have a few basic details. He is six-foot-one, has dark hair, and sea-green eyes, and that is from one of the few eye-witness accounts of him.
Jason Grace is a police prodigy, but also one of the youngest FBI detectives, at 21 years old. His father, who also happens to be the FBI Commissioner. His only leads are that he probably grew up poor, and that he's around 20 years old. The thief has been on the loose for the past couple of years, moving from state to state, but now Jason thinks he knows where he might be heading next, the New York Greek and Roman Gallery. He has absolutely now idea why, or is this is even right, but it is the best lead if the Lightning Thief follows his pattern.
"Jason, get your head out of your ass, and pay attention!" Leo told him through his microphone. Leo was his partner, who also was twenty-one. Leo was terrible at steak-outs, but he was the best at anything mechanical. He brought him along purely to watch the exits. He didn't want a large FBI team to scare of the Thief.
"Yeah yeah, I'm coming," Jason replied back. He was circling through the Greek section. It was getting near closing time, and now would be the perfect time to strike. There were only around three people in this section, and none of them fit the description: an old lady, with gray hair, and blue eyes; a little kid, with green eyes, and blonde hair; and an older teenage girl, almost twenty-ish, with gray eyes, and blonde hair. He circled back to Leo in the Roman Section.
"Leo, have you seen any-one?" Jason asked, drawing out the "one". Jason, having been here all day, was pissed. He just wanted to catch the guy, get a raise, and go on for life, but it was never that simple.
"Shhh!" Leo hushed Jason, and moved him being a sculpture. "All day I've been watching, and there is a guy that exactly fits the description... Almost. He's in a black hoodie, but the Minerva statue. He's just been staring at it. I just noticed he fit the description, I've been more paying attention to the hot tour guide," he admitted, pointing to her. Jason looked around, and easily saw who he was talking about, as he was the only one in the room.
As Jason was about to walk around, the loudspeaker declared that there was only five minutes to closing, and that's were the fun began. Over by the dark haired teenager, he dropped firecrackers, which at the same time the museum sirens went off. The dark haired man made a mad break for the front exit. A stupid idea.
Jason chased after him. The raven haired man was about as fast, and muscular, has himself, but a bit more toned. He got outside in the cool dark night, and made a sharp right turn. He kept running until he ran himself into an alley. He slowed down just enough for Jason to tackle him onto the ground.
"Umph!" was the sound the dark haired man made. He sat there, pinned down by Jason, stunned. Jason, who landed safely on him, sat there looking at the man he was chasing for the past few months.
"Finally," is all Jason said. When the man came to it, he looked around casually, as if this was an everyday thing.
"Excuse me sir, I believe you are on me," is all that he said to Jason. Jason looked intently into his eyes, trying to read the thief. He had the audacity to ask for him to get off him, for all the trouble he had caused him! He would make sure this man would get life.
"You. You are the Lightning Thief. I have been chasing you more months, yet you escaped me. How?" Jason asked, avoiding the question. He didn't have to answer to him.
The thief looked cocky. Too cocky. "Well. We all have legs, so I wal-" Slap. Jason slapped the thief to shut him up.
"Don't be a dumbass. I don't like dumbass's."
The Lightning Thief looked hurt, but quickly regained his composure. Quickly, he flipped Jason over, so that he was on top. He pushed Jason down to the ground, and he himself got up. He barely had the chance before Jason also got up, an cornered him on the wall. In the background, he could here sirens getting louder.
Jason stared into the Thief's eyes. He had no idea who he was. He was impossible to read, but that would all change once Leo got there.
"I have you now," is all Jason said, before the thief leaned in and kissed it. The thief was actually kissing Jason Grace, the one who was responsible for arresting him. The thief held the kiss for what seemed likes hours, but then pushed Jason to the ground, and ran away to a car that was right outside the alley, waiting all along.