Chapter 3:

Outside, the one of the knights took of his helm. He was young, possible young enough to be mistaken for a young adult but no more than that. He looked around suspiciously, checking for any eve's droppers.

Satisfied that there were none he whispered to the other knight. "Hey, Gurt, she's gone!" "Shhh, not so loud!" "Come on! Let's go! We stole it didn't we! You wanna get us killed?"

"You keep talking so loudly we'll be worse than killed!" "I'm not talking loudly you brain of chocobo feed!" The other knight sighed. "Fine, fine, lets just get on the choco's that man gave us and get out of here."

"Hey, what about the shrine knights! Mum always said that we should look through their pockets for any…" "The other knight brought his metal hand down on the young boy's head. "Oww! What the hell was that for!" "For being an idiot, we're not petty thieves like mom and dad, we're…" Cutting his older brother off, the young boy thrust his hand into the air, finger outstretched.

"Gurt and Murt! Thieves extraordinaire!" Gurt sighed again. It was quite easy to steal during a war but with Murt around, Gurt found it more dangerous than it ought to be. Unfortunately for Gurt, he needed Murt.

Murt had a natural skill for thieving, using what thinking power he had to concentrate on it. It was his life now that there was no one to look after them, as the orphanage had been looted and burnt to the ground when the demon's first came.

Essentially Gurt just hung on to Murt, living of their profits from his stealing. Oh, Gurt did most of the thinking granted, but without Murt's talent, what good would the planning be?

For now though they had pulled off one of the most daring scheme's yet. They had overheard about how the most powerful lords and ladies had been called to the general meeting inside.

Knocking out two shrine knights, they had stolen their uniforms and ransacked all the important people's tents proving in some quite interesting finds. An ornate sword and staff, a set of eastern red armor, but their most unique finds had been from the tent belonging to the Nelveska emissaries.

Inside they were greeted by the still figure of a huge metallic statue. Inside, they had found a glowing red stone inscribed with runes and a weird piece of equipment, it had a handle but had no blade instead ending in a long wooden barrel.

A/N: Chapter 3 in progress, watch this space!