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It was near midnight in Manhattan and the streets were quiet and empty. The city was finally sleeping and some people might call it peaceful.

"Sullivan!" or not. A boy was running down the streets at breakneck speed. He was being chased by a man in a suit, who looked like he was about to have a heat attack, and two bulls blowing their wistles and waving their wands. The boy, who finally was far enough ahead, quickly ducked into an alley without the bulls seeing him. He ducked behind some crates and colasped, breathing hard. The bulls ran past the alley but the man in the suit stoped to catch his breath. He yelled out into the night air. "Sullivan, just wait till I get you back to the Refuge!" He muttered some curse words then ran after the bulls.

The boy, seeing the all clear, stood up from his hiding place and took a deep breath. He looked about 16 or 17 and was about medium hight. He wore baggy clothes and a hat that was pulled low so that his eyes were in the shadows.

The teen walked into the streets and smiled, "Goodbye Warden." He pulled off his hat and long brown hair came tumbling out. It was a Girl! Ice wiped her forhead and began walking in the opposite direction of the bulls. After a year in the Refuge she finally escaped, she finally had her freedom. Now she could go home.

A/N: Love it, hate it? please R&R and tell me if I should continue. And if you have any suggestion. This is my first Newsie Fanfic.