Yoko Kurama and Kuronue pressed themselves against the wall, staying in the shadows to prevent being seen by any sentries. They were hanging onto the bricks, fifty feet in the air, by their fingetips. This would be excrutiating if they weren't skilled theives. They hung their for a few minutes as the sentries finally decided to quit chatting with the other sentries and switch out.
Kurama and Kuronue used that time to quickly sneak into a glassless window. The room they emerged in was fairly small, but it had rich furniture in it. Kuronue quietly walked to the door, and slowly opened it a crack, peering into the hallway. "Coast is clear, Kurama." He replied in a low whisper.
Kurama opened the door wider, and started out the door, "The treasure we seek should be down the hall. " Kuronue followed him into the dark hallway. Kurama heard other sentries coming down the hall. He quickly jumped into a side room, with Kuronue.
"Back away from the door," Kurama instructed, backing up himself. Of course the sentries heard him enter this room. It was part of his ideal plan, and a way to always leave his trademark.
The sentries threw the door open; swords poised threateningly at the two intruding theives. One of the sentries grinned, "So we finally caught the famous thief Yoko Kurama, and his companion Kuronue. We'll be rich after we turn you in."
Kurama smiled, and knelt on the ground. He pressed his palm flat against the floor. Kuronue knew exactly what Kurama was doing and grasped his pendant tightly in his hand in a certain type of glee. Those sentries just didn't know what was coming.
"Shar, go get the other guards. Have them bring manacles." The other sentry commanded.
"I don't think so." Kurama replied, his eyes glew a strange aura, and sharp, unnatural bramble pretruded the hard floor and tore through the sentries soft flesh. The sentries let out a low cry of pain, before finally dying.
Kurama shook his head standing up, "A bunch of fools they were. They should take action, instead of bragging."
Kuronue agreed and they went around the dead sentries, and strode down the hallway. "The dark orb is in that room." Kuronue confirmed. He took a small pick and gently inserted it into the lock that hung from the door. Kurama kept an eye out for anything unfamiliar and sentries. Kuronue got the lock picked and it dropped to the floor with a metal clang. Kuronue swung the door open, "This is too easy."
Kurama went ahead into the room. He looked around, but this room was quite a bit smaller than the one they had first entered. The walls were draped with scarlet satin curtains, and a embony podium stood proudly in the center of the room. On top of the podium was a tiny chest, that had dark purple velvet outlining it. Kurama moved cautiously forward. If he decided to sell this treasure, it would be worth thousands. His hands touched the lock on the front, then he frowned.
"What's the matter? Lets take the chest and get out of here." Kuronue replied, watching Kurama's expressions.
Kurama already had the impression that someone had picked the lock on this chest, but he quickly shook the thought away. Though it bothered him as he picked up the chest. "Let's go."
Kuronue and Kurama sat at the camp fire. The chest was on Kurama's lap, and Kurama was working on its lock. The chest had had many incantations and spells on it, so it had took a while to disable them. The lock was the final step to opening it. The lock fell open, and Kurama opened the chest.
The orb pulsated, then faded to a light glow of purple. Kuronue and Kurama shook their heads sadly.
"Its been forged. Its a fake." Kurama replied even though he knew Kuronue knew.
Kuronue gave and exhilarating sigh, and flewed his dark wings. "Oh well. We can still make thousands off of it none the less, correct? The black market will never really know the difference."
Kurama shrugged, "Yes. I suppose you're right, but who stole the real one and replaced it with this?"
"I did," a familiar voice floated off the wind. Emerging from the shadows, was Selenay. Kuronue clenched his fists into tight balls, "You snuck in by yourself? Impossible! You joined the guild only a year ago. Surely you didn't learn that fast!"
Kurama shook his head, "Did you truly sneak in by yourself?"
Selenay smiled, "Of course. I have proof." She touched a large silk pouch at her side that seemed to have something heavy in it. Untying the pouch, she handed it to Yoko, who took into his hands. He opened the pouch and there it was. The real orb glowing brightly, as if laughing at him. Kurama looked up at her, "Hm. What do you want? Why do you taunt me so?"
Selenay sat down, "I do not taunt you. I merely stole the orb before you. If you want I'll even let you keep it."
Kurama wanted to feel envy, but instead he felt a certain lust. He looked at Kuronue who beamed over the precious orb. Was Kuronue jealoused she reached it before them?"
"Do you mind if I stay with you for the night?" Selenay asked. For some reason, she just didn't think they'd slit her throat while she slept.
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Kurama and Kuronue used that time to quickly sneak into a glassless window. The room they emerged in was fairly small, but it had rich furniture in it. Kuronue quietly walked to the door, and slowly opened it a crack, peering into the hallway. "Coast is clear, Kurama." He replied in a low whisper.
Kurama opened the door wider, and started out the door, "The treasure we seek should be down the hall. " Kuronue followed him into the dark hallway. Kurama heard other sentries coming down the hall. He quickly jumped into a side room, with Kuronue.
"Back away from the door," Kurama instructed, backing up himself. Of course the sentries heard him enter this room. It was part of his ideal plan, and a way to always leave his trademark.
The sentries threw the door open; swords poised threateningly at the two intruding theives. One of the sentries grinned, "So we finally caught the famous thief Yoko Kurama, and his companion Kuronue. We'll be rich after we turn you in."
Kurama smiled, and knelt on the ground. He pressed his palm flat against the floor. Kuronue knew exactly what Kurama was doing and grasped his pendant tightly in his hand in a certain type of glee. Those sentries just didn't know what was coming.
"Shar, go get the other guards. Have them bring manacles." The other sentry commanded.
"I don't think so." Kurama replied, his eyes glew a strange aura, and sharp, unnatural bramble pretruded the hard floor and tore through the sentries soft flesh. The sentries let out a low cry of pain, before finally dying.
Kurama shook his head standing up, "A bunch of fools they were. They should take action, instead of bragging."
Kuronue agreed and they went around the dead sentries, and strode down the hallway. "The dark orb is in that room." Kuronue confirmed. He took a small pick and gently inserted it into the lock that hung from the door. Kurama kept an eye out for anything unfamiliar and sentries. Kuronue got the lock picked and it dropped to the floor with a metal clang. Kuronue swung the door open, "This is too easy."
Kurama went ahead into the room. He looked around, but this room was quite a bit smaller than the one they had first entered. The walls were draped with scarlet satin curtains, and a embony podium stood proudly in the center of the room. On top of the podium was a tiny chest, that had dark purple velvet outlining it. Kurama moved cautiously forward. If he decided to sell this treasure, it would be worth thousands. His hands touched the lock on the front, then he frowned.
"What's the matter? Lets take the chest and get out of here." Kuronue replied, watching Kurama's expressions.
Kurama already had the impression that someone had picked the lock on this chest, but he quickly shook the thought away. Though it bothered him as he picked up the chest. "Let's go."
Kuronue and Kurama sat at the camp fire. The chest was on Kurama's lap, and Kurama was working on its lock. The chest had had many incantations and spells on it, so it had took a while to disable them. The lock was the final step to opening it. The lock fell open, and Kurama opened the chest.
The orb pulsated, then faded to a light glow of purple. Kuronue and Kurama shook their heads sadly.
"Its been forged. Its a fake." Kurama replied even though he knew Kuronue knew.
Kuronue gave and exhilarating sigh, and flewed his dark wings. "Oh well. We can still make thousands off of it none the less, correct? The black market will never really know the difference."
Kurama shrugged, "Yes. I suppose you're right, but who stole the real one and replaced it with this?"
"I did," a familiar voice floated off the wind. Emerging from the shadows, was Selenay. Kuronue clenched his fists into tight balls, "You snuck in by yourself? Impossible! You joined the guild only a year ago. Surely you didn't learn that fast!"
Kurama shook his head, "Did you truly sneak in by yourself?"
Selenay smiled, "Of course. I have proof." She touched a large silk pouch at her side that seemed to have something heavy in it. Untying the pouch, she handed it to Yoko, who took into his hands. He opened the pouch and there it was. The real orb glowing brightly, as if laughing at him. Kurama looked up at her, "Hm. What do you want? Why do you taunt me so?"
Selenay sat down, "I do not taunt you. I merely stole the orb before you. If you want I'll even let you keep it."
Kurama wanted to feel envy, but instead he felt a certain lust. He looked at Kuronue who beamed over the precious orb. Was Kuronue jealoused she reached it before them?"
"Do you mind if I stay with you for the night?" Selenay asked. For some reason, she just didn't think they'd slit her throat while she slept.
Do you think I should have a love triagle working in the story? Review and tell me what you think.