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Chapter 1 Bruno

Bruno Lanky was a thief in Paris. He was a large golden retriever who wore a pair of jeans with a white shirt. He was extremely muscular, and always got through the heist without a plan. He was 36, although he seemed to have the energy of a teenager. He had a scar on his right cheek, from a knife fight he had when he was kid with some gangster from down the block. That very night he had robbed the gang blind and beat them with a baseball bat.

This brings up his weapon of choice, and his victim of choice. His weapon of choice was a long wooden bat. He had to change bats when he grew up, but he still had the bat he used against his first gang. His victim of choice was gangs, mostly ones that had things such as muggers. He went into their organization, beat them, and left. Of course, he had become stealthier once he learned how easy it is to be spotted when you're beating everyone up.

Tonight's gang was going to be smaller than the ones he usually faced, only sixteen members. It was the Blood gang, named after their leader, Blood. But the gang size wasn't his concern, it was the prize. He was after the 18 million dollars the gang had stolen from an armored car they had driven off the road. Three men died in the crash, so he wasn't just in it for the money.

Bruno approached a large apartment building, where the gang occupied the roof. Bruno looked at the entrance. Two guards stood there, leaning against the wall next to each other as to not attract attention. Bruno had gone after enough gangs to know who they were. He also knew that he couldn't take those guards down, or he would be swarmed.

Bruno circled around the building to the fire escape. "Fire escapes" he chuckled "not nearly as safe as my route." Bruno put the bat down the back of his shirt and jumped on to the bricks of the building. He climbed the brick wall with ease, as he had practiced often in his youth. In moments Bruno was on the roof.

Bruno hid behind a smokestack as he looked around. "There are eight guards on the roof, plus the two in front of the door makes ten so far. The other six must be in an apartment." Bruno thought. Bruno snuck in closer to two of the guards who had been talking to each other. He followed them silently, listening to them talk.

"All right, but I don't think Blood will agree." The first guard said.

"We deserve it. We ran the truck off the road. We should bet a better share, Bill. He's sitting on the biggest share when he did nothing. If he doesn't give that share to me, we're gonna have a new leader." The second guard held up a hand gun for the last sentence.

"Come on Jack, you can't take down Blood, he's got at least three members of the gang with him at all times. They'd shoot you to nothing in a moment."

"Well, he better give it to me, or I'll find a way."

"What apartment is Blood in again?"

"You idiot, you're always forgetting. It's apartment 61E, on the top floor."

Bruno snuck up behind Bill, and took him down without a sound. Jack turned to look at

Bruno before he was knocked out by a swift hit to the head with Bruno's bat. Bruno then turned to go sneak up on the rest of the batch. Soon, all the other members who were on the roof were unconscious, and tied up in the middle of the roof.

Bruno opened the door on the edge of the roof, and looked downstairs where two more of the gang were posted as guards. "Easy pickings" Bruno whispered to himself as he snuck up behind the two guards, who were unconscious before they even noticed the other was down.

Bruno carefully walked down the hall to apartment 61E. He stood before the door, but decided it wasn't the best option to bust in and get shot to death. So, he knocked on the door, and waited. Moments later a gruff voice called "What's the password?"

"A password? This wasn't planned." Bruno thought. But never one to be stopped, he kicked the door down, well, not down, more like across the room. Bruno ran into the room, where Blood and his other body guard were sitting at a table. The first body guard was a German Shepard, wearing a tux, and unconscious under the door that Bruno had kicked down. The second one was also a German Shepard, and wearing a tux just like the first. Blood was a coyote, and wearing red clothes.

Bruno jumped the other body guard as he reached for this gun, and knocked him unconscious with his bat. Blood grabbed the wooden cane he always carried around, and parried Bruno's bat with it. Blood swiped at Bruno, who dodged and tried to hit Blood again with his bat. Blood parried again, and punched Bruno in the face, followed by two swift kicks to his face. Blood moved to punch Bruno again, but Bruno made him punch the bat, numbing Blood's hand. Bruno then knocked Blood to the ground and punched him several times in the face.

After Bruno was done beating Blood, he brought Blood's face to his. "Where's the money?" he asked. Blood pointed to the bathroom, which Bruno expected to be loaded with money, but instead, had 18 ATM cards in it.

"You need this many ATM cards?" Bruno asked, his rough voice scaring Blood.

"No, but if we put all the money in one account, it would be too easy to find." Blood answered.

"All right, see you later." Bruno said tucking the cards in his pockets and knocking Blood out as he left. Bruno made his way back to the roof, where he prepared to climb down the brick wall.

Bruno stopped, and stayed still as death when he heard a strange "whoosh". He heard metal scraping something and turned around.

Bruno felt nothing but a burning pain as he was knocked off the roof. His head hit the rail on the fire escape. He was flipped and fell 6 stories to the ground, which he hit with a sickening crunch.

A bat clattered next to the body of Bruno Lanky, Paris thief.

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