A/N: Hello everyone. So I've re-written both of the first chapters now, so I no longer have an excuse to not finish this story. I'm going to try and keep on top of it this time round. Again, I know it's a lot darker than the original story, but I think the plot and the story itself is a lot stronger this time, and I hope you like it. Any feedback is welcome.

Clopin clutched the piece of heavy wood that he had found tightly in his hands as he watched the two guards crumple to the floor. It angered him so much to see how his people were treated by the guards, but now they were truly crossing the line. His fingers loosened their hold on the wood; Clopin barely noticed the sound it made as it hit the ground as his eyes stared into bright blue ones.

"Clopin?" Mia whispered before her eyelids fluttered close.

Clopin bent down and scooped Mia into his arms. If they were to make an escape without being caught then it would have to be now. Every guard in the area would have heard the commotion in the street and would surely be on their way to see what happened.

Clopin ran to the end of the street, blending in with the shadows before looking around the corner. Three guards stood to the left of the alley entrance and a couple walked over to the right. They were completely trapped. Clopin stared at the unconscious woman in his arms as a soft groan escaped her lips. They couldn't go to the court of miracles, Clopin was sure they wouldn't even make it half way before they were caught.

He shifted Mia gently in his arms before looking around the corner again. They might not be able to make it to the court of miracles, but maybe they could make it to Notre Dame. The cathedral was only a few streets away, if he could distract the guards it would give them the chance they need to escape. Except… how could he cause a distraction without getting both himself and Mia caught?

Clopin looked around the dreary alleyway hoping that another idea would spring to mind when he noticed Mia's capuchin jumping up and down before running out of the alley. He watched as the small monkey ran through the crowd, hopping from cart to cart before landing on the shoulder of one of the guards.

"Hey look! Anton has a friend!" One joked as he went to pet the monkey on the head. Maurice bared his teeth, making it look like he was smiling before biting the guard's finger and jumping onto his helmet. He pushed it down over his eyes so he couldn't see before hoping from each of the other guard's helmets to propel himself but also covering their eyes as well.

All of the guards that weren't trying to free themselves of their silver helmets took off after the monkey, yelling at passers-by to catch the 'filthy beast'. Clopin took the hint and sprinted across the street, tightening his hold on Mia, before hiding behind a large cart that sat abandoned. He could see Notre Dame from his hiding place it was just over the road. Clopin leaned forward, ready to run the rest of the way when Maurice ran past the cart with a large group of guards closing the gap after him.

Clopin waited until Maurice led them away before he ran towards the cathedral. He'd made it to the bottom of the stone stairs before he heard someone shout for them to stop. He looked over his shoulder to see the two guards that he had knocked out stumble their way after them. Clopin took two steps at a time trying to quicken his pace but at the same time, trying not to lose his balance. He was usually quite acrobatic, but running from guards with an unconscious woman in his arms did make it harder for him to concentrate.

"Sanctuary!" he cried as he fell through the doors of the cathedral, and landed in a heap with Mia on the floor. He got to his knees and pulled Mia onto them, cradling her while he checked if she'd been injured when they fell.

"You'll have to leave here eventually gypsy scum!" one of the guards shouted as he supported the other, "You two will hang for attacking Frollo's men, he will hear of this," he threatened before hobbling down the stairs muttering curses under his breath.

They were completely trapped, and for the first time in his whole life, Clopin had run out of ideas.

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