You've escaped again.. and Clay Whitesteen was on his last straw.

You were an infamous criminal, known for beating people up then leaving the crime scene before the police would arrive. You were known all thoughout the city, and Clay was in charge of catching you. As he kept getting closer, and closer, he couldn't help but admire you more each time.

"Got you!" He growled as he pointed a gun at your head... but for some reason.. He just couldn't bring himself to arrest you..