~Riot's Note: So here's what I stupidly did. I didn't check it, like an idiot. I had forgotten there was a Prologue and when I found "Chapter 1" I just posted it on a whim not thinking YO DUMBSHIT THERE'S A PROLOGUE. Now things are going to be a bit confusing but hey at least you get more shit to read. Sorry about that. Here's the Prologue.
Prologue
The dark was always a safe place. She lived her entire life in the dark, it sheltered her, and kept her safe for so long. It was only a matter of time before she got caught. Although, living an entire life to the shadows and thieving... maybe she just wanted to get caught. It was about time anyways.
Brill looked up at the barrel of the gun pointed at her, the batarian holding it didn't waver at her defiant expression. She couldn't only look so tough, with her buzzed hair and small stature she always looked so young, which got her out of trouble a lot when someone cornered her. This time she wasn't cornered, she was just being sloppy, which lead to this. Probably her last moment alive. It was her last few moments alive, there was no doubt about that. Being caught by Aria's men meant death. There was no running away from this. There was no way she could get away with being a thief her entire life. Right?
A crash made the batarian jump and turn his head around to look behind him. Seeing her chance, Brill leapt, crashing into the batarian as she wrapped her arms around his waist and brought him to his back on the floor. Having knocked the wind out of him, Brill swatted the gun out of his hand and quickly stood up, kicking her foot into his gut as she started to run. She left the batarian where he was on the ground as she fled the scene, not even looking back to see if he had picked his gun back up. Whether or not she could get shot wasn't important, running was the only thing on her mind.
What was that before about being caught? She wanted to be found right? Finally wanted to escape the dark shadows, get out of the shit hole that was Omega. The only way to leave it was to get killed... right?
Brill kept running until she entered the market, crashing into a vorcha that screeched and pushed her to the ground. The push was all the vorcha needed, leaving her alone as she lay on the cold steel ground of the station. She looked like a teenaged human, so most people only shoved her rather than beat her up. She wasn't a teenager though, she was 25 her young looks and dark skin was what really kept her alive in Omega. If she had white skin, she'd glow in the darkness no matter the lack of light in the area. The short buzzed hair stayed out of the way and made her look so young. Her looks and smarts was what made her survive on this shit station. Why did she keep going like this though?
Brill finally looked up from where she lay on the cold ground, glancing around at the people as they walked by. They didn't pay her any mind, they never paid anyone any mind. Brill could be a dead body and no one would pay her a second thought. That's how it was in Omega. Brill slowly got to her feet, dusting off her ragged clothes. They barely fit her, but it was all she could afford, thankfully her breasts were small enough that she didn't have to worry about getting something to keep them in place, yet still large enough for people to know she was a girl.
No bruises, but her whole body felt sore from the ordeal of being tossed around by the batarian from before. Brill rolled her shoulders back and made her way through the market, stuffing her hands into her pockets as she shouldered past the taller people. A few sore muscles was nothing compared to what had been in store for her. By some great miracle, she made it out of there alive. Most people never got away with screwing with Aria T'loak's cache, in fact, no one got away with it, so far Brill has been the only one. Though Brill was lucky to get in and out of the cache without being noticed, she had easily stolen six crates of Eezo and had yet to be caught. Maybe she was just lucky.
Regardless of the bad luck today, the Blood Pack still wanted the goods and if Brill wanted to eat at all this week, she needed to try and steal a crate again. Thieving was her only skill and so it was the only way she could earn money. Steal from the Queen of Omega. It was one time, nothing could go wrong the next time she tried for the crate. Right?