Prelude

The Geezer

"Hey kid, come back here! Hey someone stop that kid, he took my wallet!"

"You there, stop! Get back here! You head around the block and head him off in the alley way."

So there I was no younger than seventeen, running down some back alley with a loaf of bread in one hand and a random guy's wallet in the other. The worst part about it, I didn't even know how much money was even in the wallet, it was just a grab and hope you get something. But it wasn't that I was a bad kid, it was just that everyone has something they're good at, it just so happens that this is what I was good at, and if I didn't do it, I'd probably starve to death. But anyway, there I was runnin' down this alley and just as I was coming to the other end of the alley a bullet whizzed passed my head. So I looked back and took my eyes off of where I was going for one second and when I looked back up to turn the corner I ran head first into some old guy wearing a bright green flower pattern shirt and shorts.

"Oh, watch it there youngster, you shouldn't just run out of dark alleys and not watch where you're goin' its bad for ya! Hehehe!"

"What's so funny old man? And give me my stuff back!" I said as I tried to rush him and take my stuff out of his hands. But wwhen I tried this he just quickly stepped out of the way and tripped my with his cane causing me to fall back to the ground.

"YOUR stuff? If this was YOUR stuff, then why are you runnin' down that dark alley like a two headed chicken with one of its heads cut off?"

"That's none of your business just gimme my stuff back."

"Well from the looks of that officer YOUR stuff's about to get confiscated."

"Hold it right there pal!" Shouted the cop that had been chasing me; "The Kryeda police department thanks you for apprehending this young thief, now, sir, if you don't mind we'll have to take him into custody."

With that being said the officer began to reach down for my arm to pull me up to his level, and the old man leered down and gave me a very suspicious wink, not the kind someone gives you when they have an idea but the kin of wink that says, "I have an idea, and you're gonna owe me for it," kind of wink. And with that he grabbed the cop's arm just before he could get a hold of me and retorted, "Thief? This boy a thief? Of course he is? The man he stole this wallet from was also himself a thief!" As he said this he pulled a wallet out from his pocket and put the wallet that I had taken into his other pocket with out the man noticing. But, how'd he get the wallet I had it in my hand the whole time except for when I fell to the ground, but the old man never picked anything up, I thought. "That man took this wallet from me! I tried to tell this to one of your fellow officers, but he just said okay! And went back to lazing around in the pub. So I asked this boy to do the job that your people wouldn't and if you try to impound this boy I'll…" After he said that I stopped being able to understand what the old man was saying he just murmured on and kept poking the cop with his stick that he was carrying around, and as hey was shouting away at this cop who looked beyond frightened, the wallet he was holding fell open and there must have been something in it that was important because as soon as this happened the cop just nodded and said…

"Uh… yes sir I'm sorry it won't happen again sir I promise." He then walked of at a seemingly running pace.

After the cop was out of sight he took the other wallet from his pocket replacing it with his own, and he threw the other one at my feet.

"Here's YOUR stuff," He blurted out as he kicked the loaf of bread over to me with his walking stick, "But there's something I want you to do for me, but first what's your name, where you from, and where do you live now?"

"Thanks, but I didn't ask for your help and I don't think that my personal life is any of your business and like I said, thanks but I gotta' be on my way." I said as I climbed back up to my feet and picked up my stuff.

"Well maybe it's not my business, but I'm sure that nice police officer would think it's his business when I tell him that wallet really didn't belong to me, and you threatened to hunt me down and kill me if I was to tell him anything!"

I turned around to se this old man slouched over a walking stick wearing a sun hat, and looking like he was on vacation in one of the warmest places on the planet when he was in this cold ass place, I mean it wasn't as cold as Trinio, but still not that great of weather. But there he was, threatening me with a big grin on his face just acting like I couldn't break his hip in three places. "Felix, my name is Felix, and I'm not too sure where I from I've been here as long as I can remember. But right now I live here, I don't actually have a house though, I live with a couple of friends in that old abandoned warehouse down the street. You happy now? What was it you wanted me to do?"

"Felix? Great! Just like that little cat with the bag. All right come with me," he said as he started to waddle off, "Oh, but first go give that nice man his wallet back! You won't need any stolen money where you're going!

"What?"