Chapter 5

Kristine's P.O.V.

We were still hiding in the same alley, but further in, behind a pyramid of empty boxes we had built. Houndour sat by a small hole we had left and stood watch, and Eevee was being her normal playful self and jumping all over Ryana's Flareon. I hugged my knees and sighed. The chicken Ryana had was nothing but a heap of bones now, and my stomach was still grumbling.

I looked up and saw Ryana going through her bag, a serious expression on her face.

"What are you doing?" I asked, getting up and walking over to her.

She didn't answer however, and simply pulled out a small, black leather jacket. She slipped it on and buttoned it.

"I was cold." She said finally after zipping up her bag.

I shivered as I realized how cold I was too. I took of my backpack and searched through it. No jacket. Just an old blue sweatshirt.

I sighed and slipped my backpack on. I reached over and pulled Eevee toward me, who was just about to pounce on Flareon again.

I hugged her and slid down to the floor. This was going to be a long night.

Ryana's P.O.V

As Kristine shivered, I wondered how I was going to lose her. I had told her that Id rather travel alone, but she followed me like a hungry Growlithe.

Literally, I thought as I glanced at the remaining chicken bones. Suddenly Kristine's Houndour began growing softly. He assumed an attacking position.

"What is it b--"

"Quiet!" I whispered fiercely to Kristine. A bright light shone over our pyramid of boxes as a police car passed slowly by. We ducked down and waited for it to pass. When it did Kristine stood up nervously.

"I think they're done looking for us." she whispered.

"They won't be until they find us." I said, "or at least me."

Kristine glared at me. "What makes you better than me?" she challenged.

"Nothing," I said defensively, putting up my hands in front of me. "but my parents have a lot of power. and their rich." I added lamely, putting my hands down.

"Oh," Kristine said. "they must really care about you,". She sighed and bent to pick up her Eevee, but stopped.

"Eevee! Eevee!" she yelled.

I looked around our hideout, her Eevee had gone.

"Eevee!" she yelled running out of our hideout as I heard the crunch of gravel as a car passed by.

"No!" I yelled, but it was too late. The police car lurched to a stop as Kristine froze right in the headlights.

I snapped my fingers motioning for Flareon and Houndour, and grabbed our stuff. The policeman stepped out of the car and started toward Kristine, so I jumped in front of her and grabbed her hand. I took off, dragging Kristine behind me with Houndour and Flareon following us.

"No, Eevee!" Kristine called mournfully trying to escape my grip. "I need her!" she yelled. "My father gave her to me!"

I heard the policeman following us and quickened our pace. As we turned into a four road alley, at least 3 patrol cars blocked our way and the policeman behind us grabbed our wrists.