On Your Heels
Jadecoyote
Rated: PG-13 (Author's note: I don't own Thief at all except Alexius. This is Pre Thief:
The Dark Project. Please Don't Flame..if you don't like it..too bad!!!)
The fog swelled on the cobblestone streets that lined up the long streets. The sound of footsteps were like an echo as a man's cape swirled threw the darkness and over the black rawhide boots as he walked down the long street keeping to the shadows. Guards stood on the corners with bows drawn adding slightly pressure to the palms of their hands or swords brandished and shine in the gleam of the streetlights. None of this mattered to the thief. He knew he would not be entering the residence of the rich lords or ladies, yet. Not until he has gotten the assignment from his very dependable fence Cutty. He glanced up cautiously at the street signs knowing that if he were spotted the guards or fellow compatriots if you can call them that would know who he was. Rounding the corner he made his way to a small shop. Reaching up he pulled his hood over his head more just as a safe measure, and with a gloved hand he pushed the metal doorknob and made his way in. A small bell jangled as he passed over the threshold his eyes falling on his surroundings. Walked to the counter he glanced at the man behind it. Cutty was an old man with short white hair and a kind natured face, but don't let that fool you. He's very crafty and knows how to make some gold quickly.
"Garrett, I thought you might not come", Cutty said in his croaked voice, his face wrinkling when he smiled. Cutty reached under the counter and pulled out a rolled up piece of parchment and placed it on the counter top. Garrett reached out quickly and picked it up his finger sliding over the sealant. Giving a nod he headed for the door and stopped turning on his boot heels slightly making Cutty let out a throaty groan.
"Cutty you still owe me for the Laurent job..", Garrett added in a hard tone yet he felt some amusement in seeing Cutty squirm.
"Listen Garrett I will pay you that and what I owe you for this job, but I warn you it will not be as easy as anything you have ever faced.", Cutty replied sounding as grave as he could muster. Garrett gave Cutty a small wave and walked out from where he came earlier his face upturned to the sky above. He wondered what Cutty could be talking about as he made his way down the quiet street and stopped in front of the large mansion hidden behind large metal gates, knowing that this was the place he would have to ransack. Another rich lord who needs his purse lightened. Garrett again looked to the scroll and moved to the left back into the shadow, yet still a place he could see. Unrolling the piece of parchment he started to read:
Garrett,
Your mission is to steal the large sapphire that Lord Gregory has up in his collection hall. It is worth 2000 gold pieces. Lord Gregory acquired such a gem from slave trader in the Middle East and will not miss what he took threw human suffering. I know none of that matters to you. Enclosed is a map of the manor. 9:00 is the perfect time to strike since all of the lords and servants are sleeping. But do be cautious this place is more then you bargained for.
Cutty
Garrett folded up the scroll and took another glanced at the mansion and again started moving down the street. He would have to prepare for this mission before he started. Keeping to his usual path of shadows he watched the drunk men hanging over women and guards hassling an old man that made him grunt in disgust. He wondered why people act that way. No matter he suddenly felt like he was being followed. Garrett kept walking till he got to an empty alleyway between the market place and home turf. He stopped but did not turn around.
"Keepers, don't you ever give up", he muttered turning slowly. Standing ten feet away was a man cloaked in shadows the same way Garrett, his arms tucked to his sides.
"Garrett we have been watching you as you go on living in this city without interference, but I fear there is trouble coming", The Keeper said in a soft tone of voice.
"What is this all about?", Garrett asked starting to get annoyed. The Keeper shifted slightly on the balls of his feet.
"Do not take this mission....it will cause you far more suffering then you could imagine", The Keeper said his voice monotone yet serious. Garrett turned around this being the last thing he wanted to hear.
"I don't care about your predictions and warnings...",Garrett said getting angry as he started to walk home again leaving the other man standing silently. When Garrett had faded into the fog and darkness of the night the Keeper bowed his head.
"This is just how we predicted.", He whispered into the silent night.
Jadecoyote
Rated: PG-13 (Author's note: I don't own Thief at all except Alexius. This is Pre Thief:
The Dark Project. Please Don't Flame..if you don't like it..too bad!!!)
The fog swelled on the cobblestone streets that lined up the long streets. The sound of footsteps were like an echo as a man's cape swirled threw the darkness and over the black rawhide boots as he walked down the long street keeping to the shadows. Guards stood on the corners with bows drawn adding slightly pressure to the palms of their hands or swords brandished and shine in the gleam of the streetlights. None of this mattered to the thief. He knew he would not be entering the residence of the rich lords or ladies, yet. Not until he has gotten the assignment from his very dependable fence Cutty. He glanced up cautiously at the street signs knowing that if he were spotted the guards or fellow compatriots if you can call them that would know who he was. Rounding the corner he made his way to a small shop. Reaching up he pulled his hood over his head more just as a safe measure, and with a gloved hand he pushed the metal doorknob and made his way in. A small bell jangled as he passed over the threshold his eyes falling on his surroundings. Walked to the counter he glanced at the man behind it. Cutty was an old man with short white hair and a kind natured face, but don't let that fool you. He's very crafty and knows how to make some gold quickly.
"Garrett, I thought you might not come", Cutty said in his croaked voice, his face wrinkling when he smiled. Cutty reached under the counter and pulled out a rolled up piece of parchment and placed it on the counter top. Garrett reached out quickly and picked it up his finger sliding over the sealant. Giving a nod he headed for the door and stopped turning on his boot heels slightly making Cutty let out a throaty groan.
"Cutty you still owe me for the Laurent job..", Garrett added in a hard tone yet he felt some amusement in seeing Cutty squirm.
"Listen Garrett I will pay you that and what I owe you for this job, but I warn you it will not be as easy as anything you have ever faced.", Cutty replied sounding as grave as he could muster. Garrett gave Cutty a small wave and walked out from where he came earlier his face upturned to the sky above. He wondered what Cutty could be talking about as he made his way down the quiet street and stopped in front of the large mansion hidden behind large metal gates, knowing that this was the place he would have to ransack. Another rich lord who needs his purse lightened. Garrett again looked to the scroll and moved to the left back into the shadow, yet still a place he could see. Unrolling the piece of parchment he started to read:
Garrett,
Your mission is to steal the large sapphire that Lord Gregory has up in his collection hall. It is worth 2000 gold pieces. Lord Gregory acquired such a gem from slave trader in the Middle East and will not miss what he took threw human suffering. I know none of that matters to you. Enclosed is a map of the manor. 9:00 is the perfect time to strike since all of the lords and servants are sleeping. But do be cautious this place is more then you bargained for.
Cutty
Garrett folded up the scroll and took another glanced at the mansion and again started moving down the street. He would have to prepare for this mission before he started. Keeping to his usual path of shadows he watched the drunk men hanging over women and guards hassling an old man that made him grunt in disgust. He wondered why people act that way. No matter he suddenly felt like he was being followed. Garrett kept walking till he got to an empty alleyway between the market place and home turf. He stopped but did not turn around.
"Keepers, don't you ever give up", he muttered turning slowly. Standing ten feet away was a man cloaked in shadows the same way Garrett, his arms tucked to his sides.
"Garrett we have been watching you as you go on living in this city without interference, but I fear there is trouble coming", The Keeper said in a soft tone of voice.
"What is this all about?", Garrett asked starting to get annoyed. The Keeper shifted slightly on the balls of his feet.
"Do not take this mission....it will cause you far more suffering then you could imagine", The Keeper said his voice monotone yet serious. Garrett turned around this being the last thing he wanted to hear.
"I don't care about your predictions and warnings...",Garrett said getting angry as he started to walk home again leaving the other man standing silently. When Garrett had faded into the fog and darkness of the night the Keeper bowed his head.
"This is just how we predicted.", He whispered into the silent night.