The end of a Thief.
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"Hey, how about him?"

Krell looked up. "Who?"

"That guy. The one in the Arcane Salamander armor."

Krell scanned the crowd, the Auction house was always busy no matter what time if day. He spotted the Arcane Salamander paying for a bid. A pretty big one. "I dunno Beck, he might be a fighter. Shadow lairs are pretty tough."

Beck nodded, "Yes but he might as well could have bought it too."

"True, it does seem like his purse is still pretty heavy. How do you propose we do it this time?"

"I was thinking the Distract-and-Pick. Then we go buy some energy, I almost got enough for a swiftstrike. We both know how much that can help a thief."

"Hey, we aren't doing this for the money. All I really want is something for dinner." Krell touched his empty stomach.

"Yeah, but think of the swiftstrike!"

"Yeah let's go."

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Krell watched the Salamander out of the corner of his eye. He seemed to have won a bid and collected a box. He turned and started towards the garrison. Krell sat up and made eye-contact with Beck, who was sitting by the fountain. Beck winked, and stood up. Stretching and pretending to stride forward to cross paths with the Salamander. Krell leaned back, pointed his face upwards and shouted.

"Hey!"

Krell looked forwards as some of the nearby knights turned to look at him. In front of him, Beck was just walking in front of the Salamander. At the shout, Beck immediately pretended to look up and lose his footing. He sprawled on the ground just as the Salamander looked up to see who shouted. The Salamder's foot caught on Beck's stomach and the blue knight went sprawling.

Beck stood up and gasped in mock apology. "I'm so sorry! I was distracted and fell down."

Krell smiled and stood up, jogging over. Beck was kneeling down to pick up the purse and give it to the Salamander.

"My apologies if I distracted you, let me help you with that." Krell picked up the Crest of Almire that had fallen off the Salamander's back. As the Salamander accepted the shield, Beck moved in and slid the purse off the rich knight's belt.

"Er thanks." The Salamander promptly walked off and disappeared into the garrison. Krell waved at the receding back and walked towards the Bazaar, while Beck entered the Arcade. He met his accomplice at the back corner of the Arcade.

"You got it?'

"No I got his boot." Beck held up the purse. Jingling it to show it was full. "There's about 50k in it, looks like he spent a lot on the bid."

"Nice! 25k for the both of us."

Beck fished out the sum and handed it to Krell, who instantly converted the bulk of it to energy.

"All right, I'm off. See you around." Beck turned to go.

Krell nodded and pocketed the rest of the cash, about 1,000 cr. Eh not much but I can get a good loaf of bread with this. He turned to go back to the Bazaar.

There, he purchased a loaf of bread and brought it to his small apartment. He cut a slice and sat near the window. His apartment had two windows, one facing the Town Square, and the other facing the Bazaar. He usually picked his targets there.

He looked out the window, he could see the Auction House. There were knights watching their bids carefully, and- Hey its the Arcane Salamander guy. Krell took a bite of his bread and leaned forward. The Salamander seemed to be grilling the stranger at the auction house. Ha, he probably thinks he made a mistake and bid a lot more than he meant to.

The rich knight turned away and pulled out a walkie talkie. After a couple seconds, three more knights appeared. Law enforcement officers walked up to the rich guy and they spoke. I hope he doesn't make this a bi- dangit Beck!

He saw Beck taking a nap on a bench to the side. He tapped his com unit, "Beck! Can you hear me! Today's Target is with the cops! Get out of there!" Beck didn't stir. The rich knight looked around, and saw Beck sleeping. He pointed and said something to the cops. The cops walked up to Beck and shook him. Beck woke up and said something indignantly. The cops replied. Krell pulled up Beck's HUD and tapped out a quick message, telling him to ad lib and get out.

Beck started talking. The cops nodded, and walked away. Beck made a rude gesture to the receding cops and started walking in the opposite Direction. Krell let out a sigh of relief. Then the Salamandershouted something and pointed. Beck had the guy's purse on his back. The cops spun around and shouted something. Beck turned and saw the cops coming at him and he ran. Sprinting off into the garrison.

Krell shook his head and left his room, locking it for good measure. He took the stairs to the roof and ran towards the direction Beck was heading. He leapt off the side of a building and hit the ground, rolling to maintain his speed. He saw the cops running and quickly overtook them. He saw Beck round a corner and the cops follow. Quickly he sent a quick message. "Go Up"

Beck turned another corner and vaulted up a dumpster, grabbing hold of a windowsill and swinging up onto a railing. He scaled the wall and jumped onto the roof.

"What was that!" Krell shouted at him.

"What? I told them the guy that was sitting next to you was looking at the rich guy!"

"Yeah but what about the purse! Why didn't you get rid of it!"

"I don't know! I-I-I had no where to put my money and I was waiting till I could get at the AH to buy me a SwiftStrike!"

"Yeah well I- Oh Scrap incoming." Krell pointed to the line of roofs to there left. A couple cops had climbed up and were coming towards them, pistols at the ready.

"Scatter!" Beck called, and they ran opposite directions. A bullet split the air where Krell was standing.

"STOP!" A cop shouted, swinging his gun around to point at Krell.

Yeah you and what army? Krell reached the edge of the roof and leapt, throwing a hand out and catching the edge of the next roof. A bullet slammed into the wall next to him. He pulled himself up and looked back. Beck was running across another roof, and skidded to a halt as three more cops appeared in front of him. Krell turned around to see mister Arcane Salamander standing there. A Triglav on his shoulder.

"Your gonna pay for robbing me," He hefted the giant sword and swung it in a giant murderous downward slash. Krell rolled sideways and slipped his Cryo-Blade from its sheath. He ran forward and jumped over a low sweep from the ice greatsword. He came in close and stabbed at the Crest Of Almire, spreading a coat of ice on it. The Salamander grunted and dropped the shield, now twice as heavy due to a layer of ice. The knight gripped his Triglav with two hands and slashed sideways, following up with an overhead swing. Krell leapt backwards and rolled to avoid the crushing blows. Glancing to the side, he saw Beck running towards his direction. Six cops were on his tail. Krell turned back to see the knight unleash a charge. He dove forward, sticking the ice-knife into the knights boot. It froze the knight to the ground.

"Stay put!" Krell turned and leapt off the building, landing on a nearby one the same time Beck vaulted onto it.

"Great night huh?" Beck said as they stopped near each other.

"Yes, I couldn't agree more." He replied. "Lizard face has a Triglav. Here he comes now."

There was a loud crack as the knight landed on the roof. "I repeat myself, your going to pay for that."

Beck drew his Stryker. "Come at me!"

The knight laughed, and charged forward, smashing the ground where Beck was just at. Beck sidestepped and slashed a gash open on the knights shield arm. The knight grunted in pain and spun in a 360 degree attack. Before charging his weapon. Krell started forward, then a bullet hit the ground near his foot. He turned to to see the cops all point in their guns at him. They were too close to miss. Slowly, Krell put away his knife and raised his hands in surrender. He turned to watch Beck, he was waiting for the Salamander to unleash the charge. The rich knight smirked and brought the giant blade up. Beck darted to the side and forwards. The icy blade thudded into the ground, ice springing up on either side. Beck was up close and slashed again, catching the knights chest. The knight fell backwards, and clutched his chest. Beck kicked away the Triglav and turned towards Krell. His eyes widened when he saw Krell in handcuffs.

"Get out of here Beck!" Krell realized the cops might start shooting now that he was an easy target. He kicked a cop in the chest and rammed into another one. Beck shook his head and ran forward, deflecting a blaster shot off his Striker. He dodged another and kicked a cop off the building. The others advanced, guns set to stun. Beck smirked then dodged and weaved as he tricked the cops into stunning themselves one after another. When the last cop fell, he smiled at Krell.

"You don't always have to run."

"Says the guy who was running in the first place."

"Whatever we can talk la-" He stopped talking.

Then he crumpled to the ground, a smoking hole in his back. The rich Salamander smiled grimly, holding a smoking Valiance.

"No!" Krell stared at the body of his friend before slipping the knife from his belt and slitting the cuffs. Quickly, he spun the knife so that he was holding it by the blade. One shot. He drew his arm back and threw the knife as the Salamander raised his gun to shoot Krell. The ice knife spun through the air and buried itself in the neck of the Salamander. The knight staggered backwards, ripped out the knife and dropped it. He looked at Krell hatred in his eyes. Then he fell off the edge of the roof.

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When the cops regained consciousness they saw the knight they had in handcuffs, kneeling over the dead body of the other thief with the striker. He came quietly, he didn't even struggle. When they came to the prison, the warden eyed Krell.

"What did he do?"

"The Thief murdered a high ranking Knight. He has some exotic weapons."

"Does he now? Put him in building C and show me these weapons."

After the warden looked over the weapons, he made a call.

"Sir? I think I've found a recon."

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That was a lot shorter in my head.

Anyways there is my app.