A/N - Hi, Angel Yuffie here. This wasn't supposed to be continued, but I got some reviews and they said that I should continue this. So I re-edited this first chapter to start making this into a real fanfic. I call this a chapter but it's more of a prologue because it's very short, however because it already has one of the main characters in it I decided to call it a chapter. Just one small note: if you see some weird expressions that are not common in English, please forgive me. I'm Portuguese. Please R&R!!!

Chapter 1

"Catch him!"

"Don't let him get away!"

A red-haired man wearing a blue suit was trying to escape from the angry crowd chasing him. The market he was running through was overloaded with people, most of them walking from tent to tent, not buying anything. Most of them were used to hearing shouts of the marketers when someone stole something and didn't even bother to look at him, assuming he was thief. He didn't care. He just had to run.

He quickly avoided a cart that was put in front of him, jumping over it. He looked over his shoulder to see that the men were having a hard time passing it.

He had to run. He couldn't take them all out. His hand instinctively poised in his nightstick attached to his belt. However, he couldn't use it, for there were about ten guys chasing him. And he didn't want to start total panic in the middle of a market, if he accidentally hit someone else. But he couldn't go on running forever. His hands were tied. Reno hated that feeling.

He stopped. Inspecting his surroundings, he found an escape route in a narrow alley filled with trash. After some looking, he found a stair leading up, to the roofs. It was hard to notice because there were dumpsters right in front of it.

'Now's my chance!'

He quickly entered the alley, jumped behind the dumpster and grabbed the stairs. Have made his way up, he crouched and looked down to watch the men. They were disoriented and gazed around desperately.

One man (looked like the leader) shouted to the others:

"Search around, he can't be far way!"

Reno had heard more than enough.

'Ok, time to hide.'

The roofs were deserted. He didn't even bother to look around much, because he knew, sooner or later, they would find that stair, and he was done for. The roof on his left side was too far away to jump and automatically turned right and accepted his fate, which was to jump over the roofs. Reno had always been somewhat afraid of heights but now he had no other way but to ignore his fears.

'If it has to be like this…'

He gave a step forward and heard a cracking beneath him. His green eyes widened as he saw where he was standing on. A glass ceiling. It was the ceiling of a shop, and he saw a brunette reading the newspaper. It didn't look like she noticed him.

Reno breathed deeply.

'Please don't break on me…' he prayed silently, giving another hesitant step forward.

Reno's prayers weren't heard. The ceiling gave away and sent Reno down right on top of the counter. The woman – more like a girl – jumped out of her chair and looked at him, an astonished look plastered on her face. Reno, barely conscious, tried to figure out where he had seen that face before. His brain, not thinking clearly, made him say the first thing that came over.

"Reno Tremaine, pleased to meet you."

Then he slipped into unconsciousness.