A/N: So I thought I'd try a new take on Phoenix's character in 'Stealing Phoenix'.

Disclaimer: All belongs to Joss Stirling.

"Phoenix" I jumper as the Seers' voice came from behind me. Stay alert I thought. I'd been summoned to his rooms five minutes earlier and had gotten there before he was. I didn't know where he'd been. Shouldn't ask either.

Turning slowly I plastered a fake smile on my face.

"You have a job for me?" I asked.

"Its important. Tomorrow two of the Benedicts are arriving in London." I stared at him. Tomorrow. Damn.

"Ok" I said slowly.

"All you need to know is in this file." He handed me a brown envelope.

Don't mess this up Phoenix. This information is crucial to our success in the 'argument' against the Savant Net. He stared at me as if inspecting my soul. I repressed a shiver.

"I've never messed up a job before. Bringing down the Net? Nothing would give me greater pleasure."

"Good girl" he patted my cheek. "Go and start planning. Don't fail."

"I wont sir"

I walked out of the room and down the corridor to my room. The Benedicts would never se me coming. They wouldn't know what'd hit them. Laughing softly I entered my room, thinking up ways to take them down in ways that would do most damage.

I woke up to the sound of an alarm wailing. Blue lights flashed outside the window of my 3rd story room. Shit. Police. I got off the camp bed so fast I stumbled as I grabbed my hold all from the floor beside the bed. I raced over to the window and ripped down the cloth that I'd used as a curtain for the past three months we'd been here. Taking a look round the room I made sure I was satisfied with the result. It looked uninhabited. Good. I clutched the brown envelope to my chest as I turned and ran down the corridor, hearing crashes and curses around me. As I reached the top of the stairs a hand grabbed me arm. I twisted and made a fist, ready to strike the person.

"Phee!" Dragons voice got through to me a moment before I saw his face glaring at me. I scowled, a common greeting between community members. We were a bunch of love and hugs around here. Not.

"What" I snapped, conscious of the shouts coming from downstairs.

"You stay away from the Ledge. Its my hang out, got it?" I rolled my eyes. The Ledge was the warm dry place I'd found next to an abandoned warehouse with the city's center close by. Great for shelter when the community disbanded like this.

"Whatever," I said shortly, ripping my arm out of his grasp and running full tilt down the stairs. The front exit was swarming with people so I crept to the back exit. The one I'd found an hour after we arrived here. Can't blame a girl for being prepared. The cold night air hit my face and I shivered in my thin tank top and leggings. I'd get a hoodie once I found somewhere safe to stay. I broke into a jog as I thought about the police. You get caught you die. That's what I knew better than I knew the back of my hand. I had no intention of dying, being 17 years old. Not because of some pompous ass police force.

An hour later I was standing in under a metal structure of some kind by the river Thames, trying to stay out of the rain. I hunched further into my hoodie. While my temperature improved despite the rain, my mood had not. Damn Dragon. Him and his asshole brother, Unicorn. I hated them. They saw me as a threat to their future ruling the community. Everyone knew that I was the best. That when it came down to it I'd be the one to take over running the community.

I stared out at the rain, still holding the file. This would make the job harder, but not impossible. Never impossible, I was the best thief, the best actress, the best at talking my way into and out of things. The best at sneaking. around I couldn't wait for tomorrow. The Benedicts would get what was coming to them.

A/N: Review! Should I continue this story? Any constructive criticism is welcome. Thanks for reading