1 Hey guys it's been a while I know...I know...just having a bit of trouble with the story and all including my other story "The 500 year old sleep." isn't getting that much attention so I'm thinking of getting rid of it...I'm still thinking about it though...who knows...anyways... this is only a small chapter...ENJOY!

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"I wonder what those people wanted." Thief asked his partner Krew as he threw himself against an old armchair that was sitting in Krew's lab. He had a big ass lab that was inside an old abandoned warehouse...funny that noone has tried to tear it down yet. As usual, he was typing like a hundred miles per hour. He was wearing his goggles as always, wires were attached from the com to the goggles...he wondered what his strange little friend was doing. Thief had no idea who this guy was...well he didn't know his past or anything like that is what he meant. He had rescued Krew from a band of demons when he was only seven years old...twenty years later and the guy has never left his side. In his whole 150 years of living he never had somebody stay with him for this long. It took Krew a few seconds to answer with a "who knows...probably hunting you down or something."

"What why would they want to hunt me down I haven't done anything to them."

"Well maybe it's because you are a demon and you steal from humans and sleep with the women with no sign of guilt."

"Well it's not like it's one of their women."

"Yea...but you never know with all the women you con."

"What jealous?"

"You wish."

"You know you are you little prick."

"Look who's talking."

"Oh...nice comeback."

"Shut up."

"Anyways...enough with this 'argument' why have you been with me all these years? I mean aren't you tired of running from one place to another?"

"No, not really...I like hanging around with you, even if it means risking my own life."

"What life?"

"..."

"No really what life, this is not a life. Well I doubt it could be the life you've always wanted."

"Do I need a reason for wanting to stick by your side?"

"Well no, I gue..."

"Then lets leave it at that."

"Touchy."

"..."

"So...what are you doing?" he asked him as he got up from his chair and leaned against the back of Krew's rolling chair that he sitting on.

"Just typing up some new plans for our next big heist." he told him as he started typing faster and maps starting shooting up on his giant computer screen. His eyes was his mouse...the goggles were made with some strange technology. Actually everything that's in this lab was built with his own two hands...including all my weapons...except for my staff and of course Dante, my raven. Speaking of that, Dante had flown off a broken piece of the warehouse and landing on Thief's shoulder. He stroked his head with his finger.

"That was a good job you did back there Dante...nice work."

"Thank you...sir." he replied. Krew laughed.

"What have I told you about calling me sir Dante?" I asked him irritated.

"I am sorry couldn't help it." he chuckled to himself. Dante is an incredibly smart bird who can be serious and humorous at the same time. I stole him from and old rich man who was treating him like shit.

"Uh-oh"

"What is it Krew?"

"We have company." he said strangely as he chuckled a bit.

"Ugh...you can take care of it...I don't feel like it right now."

"Alright suit yourself." he said excitedly as he unhooked himself from the computer grabbed his laptop and ran to the entrance of the warehouse.

Ok...ok I know it is like super short but I had to put something up...so I hoped you liked it...you can tell this is a little conversation only between Krew and Thief...oh and to a certain reviewer...yes there is a plot! You just have to keep reading the story and the real one will appear. This first few chapter's are only to get you used to the characters...oh and of as now I will not accept flames...so don't send! PLEASE REVIEW! (oh and sorry for acting like a bitch about this)