The unorganized city was closed down, searching for the boy who seemed to vanish out of thin air. The gates were closed off, preventing people from entering or exiting the town, with several police officers standing guard over each exit. The head of security wasn't sure that the handful of police were enough keeping guard, seeing how the theif escaped from their very hands, with around the same amount of people, but they assured him that they would need as many as they could to find the boy and his Ralts, plus the only way out was locked by fingerprint/eye scanners, so it should at least slow down the man until more backups could arrive. The rest of the police force spent hours upon end combing the buildings, the streets, the rooftops, but it almost seemed as if he was already gone from the city. Never the less, the police continued to search, as if their lives depended on it(well it kind of did, since the head threatened to fire them if they didn't find him, and the person who got him/brought him in would gain a major promotion).
Riley was staking out in the darkening evening, on the police's rooftop of all things. Being a somewhat experienced theif, he realized long ago, that most people would think that a wanted person would try to keep away from the police headquarters, or more away from jail. In this reasoning, he managed to stay hidden for quite a while. Avery was already long asleep, but his trainer watched dilligently, munching an apple. Finally Riley awoke the Ralts, and they creeped off the building, towards a costume shop. According to the flyers, there was some sort of cosplay party the following day, and he wanted to join in, for it would be better to sort of blend in. The boy carefully disabled the siren, learning from his mistake before, and sneaked in. The rows and racks of costumes of various characters seemed overwhelming, but thankfully they didn't appear to have alarms as well. He guessed that the clothing wasn't really that special enough to have to much worry about theft. On each rack, there was a drawing of the person you are supposed to mimic, and another picture of the costume on a seperate person. Silently Riley wandered around each eisle, before one rack with very few costumes caught his eye. He grinned, Perfect.
Two police officers stood guard at the bustling party, looking tiredly at each other. The boss gave them an earful about the fact that they found some small camp on top of their own building, and it almost was screaming a taunt at the leaders. One yawned slightly, then frowned at the taste of the people at the party. Many of them were wearing Aladdin costumes, apparently the entire store was bought off these things, definitely due to the fact that the theif was singing Aladdin while he made his escape. It was practically rubbing insult upon injury, yet they still couldn't find him. The police force was exausted from the boy in hiding, but maybe they could take a small...nap....
In a small mob of Aladdins one boy seemed to be smirking at the fact that their only police group that was sent here, decided to sleep on the job. His face rearranged quickly to normalicity. Since there was simply to many Disney characters that started with A, the judges made the decision to set aside a different section just for Disney, so they were herded towards the stage. The requirement was to stay in character for five minutes, and a second secret condition which would eventually be revealed once you made it to part two. Father time slowly ticked forward, and each second seemed to stretch into hours. Some people were horrible and obiviously didn't know much about their character, yet some were better, but there was no outstanding ones, one you could think plays the character with the orignal, and you couldn't tell the difference. Then one person quietly walked up to the stage, standing still without a word. The judge yawned boredly, it was another one of those Aladdin characters, and it seemed that everyone and their grandparents were practically dressed as Aladdin without even knowning what was the requirements for him.
The man rubbed his temple and listened again. It was practically perfect, with maybe a few rooms for improvement. But the slight sarcasm, the amused expression, well almost everything was line to line. How...could it be done? Something in the deep thoughts of his mind told the Judge something, something was wrong. His instincts told him to run and get someone for help. The man ignored these feelings, and instead walked up to the stage, to announce the people moving up to round two. There was only that Aladdin, a Crucella De Ville(or however you spell that), a Peter Pan, and a Mulan left of the crowd of hundreds left. Nothing moved for a second after he announced what they would have to do, and soon everyone took out their cameras, pulled out computers etc. The remaining contestants started researching (excluding the Aladdin) about something which they seemed to want to make perfect.
The Peter Pan quickly walked off the stage, his face flushed red with embarassement. He knew he wasn't that good in this area, but...he tried hard, he really did. It wasn't his fault he was born like that but.....it was still humiliating. To be so close, yet so far, it was something like stealing the little ray of hope in front of his eyes.
Then came the Aladdin came past, his head snapped to him. There was something suprisingly familer about hi-then it hit the boy like a stone. "Your-" suddenly the boy fell to the floor, in a dead faint.
The Aladdin slowly stepped the steps, each small footstep echoing throughout the entire stadium. It seemed to have an immediate effect on the Audience, the silence allowed the sound to seem even more ominous. Finally the man stood on the stage, holding the microphone carefully, as if he was afraid he was going to damage it. Suddenly the 'Aladdin' smirked, and took off his wig. The gasp was collective, but that wasn't before Riley quickly dashed off the stage, still holding the mircophone. (Honestly those people in the crowd, I'm suprised they didn't see this XD)
One jump ahead of the bread line
One swing ahead of the sword
I steal only what I can't afford
And that's everything!
One jump ahead of the lawmen
That's all, and that's no joke
These guys don't appreciate I'm broke!"
Some amused spectators which got over their shock screamed after him,
The sleepy police suddenly gotten a rude awakening, and had to try to run after the man, but eventually gave up and went into their car, and chased after Riley. The young psychic suddenly started levitating, and flew over the wall, to find a helecoptor, heading to intecept. He sped past, trying to outmanuver the sorry excuse for a plane, but more appeared until he was surrounded. Riley quickly surveyed his situation, and mocked, "All this for a loaf of bread?" before suddenly falling through the air, towards the pond. The copters quickly tried to catch him, but the boy seemed long gone, swallowed by the lake. The body was never found.
A shadow of a boy and his Pokemon at the edge of a forest, were found. They grinned, and the trainer sang, "I think I'll take a stroll around the block"