Author's Note: I got the idea for this fic while re-reading the DK mangas I owned. For basic continuity, I am going to make all of the characters human. I do not own Dragon Knights. Okay, I tried to get the characters down. Tell me in a nice way if the character designs aren't true to the original story.

Chapter 1: Kitchel and Thatz

Rain poured down heavily, making strange blue-grey puddles on the cracked concrete below. A strange black shadow floated out of the window of a bleakly lit apartment. It made its way down the steel ladders and passed through the alleys, getting drenched with rain. He took off his black mask and tossed it in a nearby dumpster. He had just gotten away with over a thousand dollars cash and was trying to get back home without looking suspicious. He had gotten half way down the street when he heard police sirens. His heart jumped up into his throat. Had he gotten caught? The cherry tops passed him by in a flash. The man calmed down. That was okay. He had not gotten caught. The man kept walking down the street, now a little more content with the fact that he had not gotten caught. He shivered a bit before turning the corner. He was almost home.

"Hands in the air and turn around slowly." A voice said from behind him. He heard the sound of a gun being cocked. So he did as the voice demanded.

"Is there a problem officer?" He asked him.

"You are under arrest."

"Might I ask what for?"

"Theft. You're wanted all across the state for grand larceny."

"Well it looks like you caught me. I'll go quietly. I promise."

With all that said, the officer handcuffed the man and lead him to the back of the patrol car. The thief looked like he was happy as the cop drove off. He couldn't help but notice something about the officer. He had long blonde hair and fair skin. He looked like he did not belong in the police force. The thief crossed his legs and waited until the inevitable happened.

"So, Thatz, how does it feel getting picked up by the most inexperienced cop on the force?" The officer asked with content.

"Caught? No, you just gave me a ride down the block." Thatz told him.

"Oh? I don't think so. You're going away for a little while."

"You really are a rookie."

Kitchel waited quietly in the rain for Thatz to show up at the street corner. They were going to get the money and pay off her boss so she can get back to her one true calling. Theft. However, she failed to realize that he got arrested. A patrol car crawled towards the corner she was on and at once she saw Thatz behind the glass. She ran up to the car and tapped on the driver's side window. The cop rolled down the window to a hysterical young woman.

"Sir sir sir! Please! Oh my god oh my god! The-the-the alley!" She cried.

"All right ma'am I've got it!" He said enthusiastically. He got out of the car and pulled out his standard issue handgun. He ran down into the alley and suddenly, without warning, he heard a screech of tires.

Kitchel drove off to the part of the city that no cop ever went to. It was called Arinas and that was where all forms of low-lives called home. Thatz smiled broadly. He knew she had not lost her touch, but he figured that in the unfortunate line of work she was in that she had to do things she didn't like. After leaving like that, she had no choice but to pick up that unfortunate occupation. But Thatz had come back and that made all the difference.

The rain had stopped, leaving nothing but a cold fuchsia hue in the sky and luminescent puddles scattered across the concrete. The two stopped above a large drop and they got out of the car. Kitchel put the car in reverse; right off the cliff. The car went out with a quick puff of smoke and fire, but there was no real explosion. People tend to believe the myth that cars explode, but really they just catch fire. Then they walked back towards the inner sanctum of Arinas. The two had to visit a man named, Nadil.

All of the money was spread out across a strange wooden crate. Nadil smiled malevolently and then waved his hand. Two of his subordinates came and escorted the two out. Kitchel was free to do whatever she wanted and this pleased both her and Thatz. She pulled herself closer to him as the two began walking down the street.

"Fedelta, I have a job for you." Nadil called silkily. Fedelta stepped from the shadows with his hand cannon at his side. "Kill the two that just walked out. They should be near the edge of Arinas Perch."

"Yes, m' lord." And he walked out into the neon lit city, ready to hunt down the two thieves, Kitchel and Thatz. He was only ready to deal with the necessary things.

Kitchel held onto Thatz's hand as the two looked over the edge of Arinas Perch. It was a beautiful sight to see before leaving that horrid place. The lights could be seen all across the city from there. From there you could hardly tell how bad that place had gotten. Everything was as perfect as could be. Kitchel and Thatz had their whole lives ahead of them. And that was everything they could ever want.

Fedelta walked up to the area slowly, hand cannon firmly grasped. He saw them and sharpened his gaze. He moved with little stealth. The two were unarmed and could do nothing to stop him. Fedelta raised his cannon and fired. With a sharp splatter, Kitchel fell to the ground. Blood was flowing all over the place uncontrollably. Thatz fell to the ground to try and stop the bleeding, but when he got onto his knees he felt the barrel of the hand cannon on his skull. Thatz shivered as tears rolled down his face. And then there was a loud bang and the sound of flesh tearing.

Fedelta slumped onto the ground with a muffled crack. The cop from before found his way to Arinas Perch in search of Thatz and Kitchel. Instead, he found Kitchel shot and the convicted felon, Fedelta. He looked at Thatz in horror as he saw that he was clutching Kitchel. She was barely holding onto life, but if they tried, they could get her to a hospital in time.

"Get her in the car." He told Thatz, pointing to a beaten up station wagon. Thatz picked her up and put her in the back seat. He placed her head on his lap and watched as the officer put a cherry on top of the roof of the car and sped off. It took less than ten minutes to get there with the cherry going off. Thatz owed this man a lot. They got into ER and the people got her in as soon as they could.

Thatz sat down horrified. He should have known better than to trust Nadil. He must have been planning this whole thing from the start. The officer sat down beside him and handed him a Coke.

"Here. Drink this. It will help a bit."

"This is all my fault." Thatz told him. "If I had not have left she would have never gotten into any of this mess."

"What do you mean?"

"The man responsible for all of this goes by the name, Nadil."

"Nadil? The guy who's running for the Senate?"

"Maybe. He's a ruthless person. He was using her and to get her out of the business I had to steal from decent people. When we finally paid him, he sent that guy after us, and she got shot." Thatz said before bursting into a fit of tears. "Now I'm going to have to go to jail."

"No, I'm not on duty right now." The officer said. "So you're not my problem."

Thatz looked up at him and smiled. He held out his hand and the officer promptly shook it. He was a nice guy after all.

"I'm Thatz."

"Rune." Said the officer. "And I promise, we'll get the son of a bitch that caused this."

"Good luck. Most of your officers work for him anyway. Corruption runs deep. You might as well just drop this. Otherwise you might wind up on the bottom of Arinas Perch." Thatz told him.

"I think I'll take my chances."

Thatz smiled and then looked over to his bottle of Coke. He was going to get Nadil back for this. He was going to pull of the biggest heist this city had ever seen. And he and Kitchel could leave this horrible place and move somewhere nice. He realized that he could use the officer to his advantage.

"There's only one officer you can trust."

"Who might that be?"

"His name is Tetheus."

"I got it."

Rune got up and walked out. He had to go find Tetheus and ask him for help. Thatz watched him leave and sighed. He desperately needed Kitchel to survive. But he was going to get Nadil back for this. Even if it costs his life.

Author's Note: So how did I do? This whole story is going to have crisscrossing subplots and such. I figured Rune and Tetheus were the best candidates for cops and Nadil was the best one for the crime lord. So all I want to know is what you think? Can any improvements be made?