Hard Outlawz Chapther One: Just Run Disckaim: I am in no way shape or form in collabortaion with OMEGA, WCW, ECW, WWF(E), or TITAN SPORTS. I also own no songs or poetry utelized in this fiction. This is simply a fictional piece, designed to fill my passion.



* a soft humming is heard, it's a tune..she's mummbled before, oh to often. You hear her start to cry..as the words set in......

* Many years before*

Amy: Billy! Billy, you can't steal..It's wrong!

Matt: Ah can too, Miss Kitty..it's the outlaws way.

Two children play in a field of summer flowers.

Amy: You'll never learn Billy....

Matt: And you'll never keep up.

Amy: What is that suppost to mean?

Matt: I'm blowing this joint Amy, I'm gonna hit it big in the city.

Amy: The city, your eleven..what do you know about the city?

Matt: Well, I got stealin down I can be a hustler.

Amy: I think your dilusional.

Matt: Ya, well why you set here a soak up all this GOOD country air, I'm gonna embrace the world.

Amy: You can't leave me Matt.

Matt: Come away with me...

Amy: Just stay, the city ain't you kinda place...

Matt: Hey I may be young but I know what I want.

The young girl, visably upsett wipes her cheek, as a tear traces from her hazel eye.

Amy: It's just not you.

Matt: Well, what if it is.

Had never such young children had such strong words...

Amy: So just run away...