Author's note: Hey guys! I edited this because people were saying that I jumped in way too quick, so I fixed it!

I sat down on my bed and flopped backwards. "AARGH!" I groaned. "I hate them!" I snarled. I grabbed my bag and opened it, to see only half of what I originally stole. I had been living on my own for a while now and depended on stealing and Safeway free samples. I stood up to go downstairs to get something to eat until I heard the door from downstairs fling open.

"Who's there!?" a male voice shouted from downstairs. I froze. My parents were both in a war and this was an abandon house. No one has been in this house except me for 4 years. "Is anyone here!?" the voice called. My room was the only room with furniture that I had either stolen or found. I somehow had cable and I had been arrested 8 times for robbery. Footsteps started coming up the stairs. I quietly tip-toed towards my TV and squeezed behind it. There was a small door behind there that I could hide in and I quietly made my way past thousands of wires to reach it. My hand got caught in a wire and I ripped it free.

I must've hit something because my TV turned on; blaring and I clapped my hands over my ears.

Regular Show was on and my door busted open. A bulky man stepped in and I crouched down. He looked around, holding a shotgun. I silently crawled backwards and turned my head to see how far away I was from the door. Not too far. I crawled forward and my foot got wrapped in a wire. I desperately tried to free it and during my struggle, I hit my elbow on the wall.

The man snapped his head around and stared at the dresser. A grim smile spread across his face. "Where are you?" he called out softly. I could hear him trying to quietly walk over to where I was and that made me struggle even more. I ripped my foot free and started climbing over more wires. The man started pushing the TV stand out of the way and I picked up the pace. I have to get up and start running! I thought to myself.

I lifted my hand up to pull me up and I knocked over a soda can and it spilled all over the wires. There was a loud beep that made my ears shatter. The man fell to his knees and screamed in pain. I was frozen in agony as electricity shot through me. I screamed and there was a flash of white, then darkness.

"Ugh! Why does Benson always make us do the hard stuff?" Rigby groaned. Mordecai rolled his eyes.

"Maybe because this is our job and we need to work to get money." He sighed. Rigby just grunted. Suddenly, a scream filled the air and then it was cut short. "What was that?!" Mordecai exclaimed. Rigby shrugged.

"How should I know? Someone probably is getting beat up or something." He grumbled.

"I'm going to go check it out." Mordecai stated, dropping his rake and walking towards the scream. I reached a spot and saw a limp body and froze. "Rigby!" he called. "I think you should see this!"

I opened my eyes and moaned. My head hurt and all I saw was a blue sky. "Is she dead?" someone whispered. I shot up and gasped. Standing before me was Mordecai and Rigby! Don't freak out. I thought to myself. Mordecai offered a hand.

"Need some help?" he asked. I grabbed his hand (which was soft and feathery) and pulled myself up. "I'm Mordecai and this is Rigby." He introduced.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Heather."

That's all I got! Hope you like it! Going to start working on chapter 2!