And I am back, everyone! True, this is a short chapter, but just let me get through the first few chapters and then they'll be longer. And there may be a short chapter or a few, but that's later on.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ninjago, just only my OCs

I snuck into my hideout, unable to resist a smug, triumphant grin. My hand slid into my satchel, and the smooth feel of hundreds of dollar bills met the pads of my fingers, and my grin grew wider, soon turning into a smirk. Has hard as the police tried, they could never catch me. I was too good for them.

I hummed something under my breath as I made my way through the tunnels beneath Ninjago City. The damp walls of the stone tunnels caught the light of my flashlight, bouncing the light back at me. Next to me was a rushing river, which was a main water source for some of Ninjago City's larger buildings. But it also supplied me with water, so I didn't really worry about running out of water.

I finally reached my camp...if you could even call it that. It was on a wider piece of smooth stone, with a small ring of flat, oval-shaped stones somewhat in the middle of it. Up against the wall were multiple tarps, the things underneath them varying between a twin-sized mattress to sticks and twigs to a few duffle bags of stolen clothes, shoes, and hair products. Aside from that, there was a small, slightly curving bridge to cross over the river to get to the other side. But what others saw as pathetic, I saw as home.

I pulled the satchel off and got a small fire going in my fire ring. Once it was decent, I sat down with my legs stretched out in front of me, my right ankle crossed over my left. Although it was a little cool, it quickly went away due to the heat of the fire. Besides, I had a super thick and fuzzy zip-up jacket on, so I was comfy enough.

After relaxing for a few minutes, I reluctantly got up and began my routine, which involved prying the loose stone in the floor up so I could hide the money that I made off the painting with some more money made off of stolen goods, planning for my next raid, and training. Plus maybe a little bit of spying on the heads of the Ninjago government as well as the heads of the police department.

As I sat against the wall with my laptop on my legs and eating a PB&J sandwich, I adjusted the volume on my headphones so that I could hear the discussion more clearly.

"...get Eagle in the chopper and have him get a good view from the air," Aiden Downs, one of the senior officers at the Ninjago City Police Department (NCPD), was saying. "Will, I want all the dogs there and stationed every twenty or so feet from each other. Kate, I'm going to need you, Chloe, Zech, and Ashleigh to go undercover." He straightened up and rolled his shoulders back twice. He continued on with other instructions, and I listened intently, mentally planning my route to evade their plan, a faint smile on my lips.

It ticks them off so much, because they have no idea how I'm able to avoid them and their German shepherds, which either really hate me or they really like my scent. (Haha, no, they really want to rip me to shreds. Insert epic face here.) But actually, I'm just either that good with computers or their security system is just that bad or it's a combination of both. I don't know.

The reason for all the security is because famous painters, sculptors, book authors, et cetera, were coming to Ninjago City for a "Festival of Arts." That, and because they're scared that I might show up and take something really important and really big, which is true of course. With all that art and priceless things, it's a haven for those who know how to tread lightly.

I continued eavesdropping until they were done. Then I shut my laptop down and put it back before checking my watch. 11:49 P.M. Time to hit the sack. After all, tomorrow was a big day for me.

And...a cliffhanger. Ish. I don't really know. Maybe, maybe not. Your call.

So, what's gonna happen in the next chapter? Huh, huh, huh?

I had the idea for Emily's hideout sometime back, like early last year. Since it takes what feels like an eternity for me to go to sleep, I was just turning a few ideas over in my head, and then it just kinda hit like BAM! And then I couldn't go to sleep that night because I was imaging it so vividly.

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Yeah, this chapter was kinda lame, but don't give up. Just let me get three or four more chapters out, and then more than likely I'll be on a roll.

Well, I think that's it for now. Till next time, guys, this is Gray, and I'm out. :)