User blog:Rexis12/The Thieving Brothers, Holy Crap.

Sullivan balanced the gold coin on his fingers. His thumb flicked upwards, sending it into the air.

''The young teen reached forward and held out his hand, and watched with tears in his eyes as the single copper piece landed on his palm. ''

He tossed the coin in the air again, his eyes following its movements. The piece of gold spinning in the air.

''And struck him in head, forcing his head to snap back at the force of the object. Stumbling back he held his hand to his forehead, shakily he held it to his face and saw the blood on his palm. ''

Casually he threw the coin over his shoulder, the coin bounced off the wall, the ceiling and then the floor, before it went for his head.

''The knife stopped by mere inches from his face. He gritted his teeth as the ever familiar sight of blood ran down the length of the blade and dripped down to the floor. The knife clattered as he threw it down. ''

The golden coin was brought to his face. A smile broke out on the thief’s face.

The man was finally dead.

“To think, before I would never even dream of holding a gold coin” he pinched it between his fingers and dropped it into one of the many pouches that he had ‘acquired’ during his stay.

The elder twin stretched, wincing as he felt the pops that came along with it. The bed that Maven had given them was still hard to get used to, the usual scratchy bedding of cheap inns or the rough flooring of abandoned houses was like a second home to him.

It was also infinitely better than his first one that’s for sure.

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Symon walked amongst the crowd, his hands stuffed in the pants he had stolen for the day. Drawn over his face was a hat, that for once he actually bought. With the grace of years of practice he hid within the group of walking people.

''His smaller figure concealed him, eyes were casted his direction but they averted them almost immediately. All turned away when they saw his bruise on his cheek. ''

Beneath his hat his eyes looked at every purse that passed his vision. Each one evaluated for how much they could hold, and how easy it would be to take them. One, carried by a woman with wings, had hers tied haphazardly to the belt on her waist. He moved beside her and his hand shot out.

''A burly hand clamped down on his wrist. The owner pulled him forward so he could see the bared teeth. The fist come soon after. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">Symon scratched the back of his head shamefully, though the smile he had defied that action. In front of him was the winged woman, her mouth moved with speeds unmatched as she continued her rant against him. Respectfully he bowed his head to apologize, to which she huffed and turned around. His smiled remained as he held the purse out of her view.

<p class="MsoNormal">''He could see the confusion in his face as he found his weapon was gone from his hand. He said nothing as he continued to hide it from him. ''

<p class="MsoNormal">He blended back into the crowd, ignoring the looks that were thrown his way. His satisfied smile remained.

<p class="MsoNormal">The body lied in the pool of his blood, his brother standing over it.

<p class="MsoNormal">“That flew right over her head” he chortled at his own joke. Discreetly he pocketed the purse, one down many more to go.

<p class="MsoNormal">In fact, one of them was carrying a very impressive looking sword.

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<p class="MsoNormal">A bright flash nearly blinded the elder thief, Sullivan covered his eyes with his arm. When the light died down he lowered his arm to stare at a rather impressive figure. A female one at that.

<p class="MsoNormal">She was beautiful, her hair was a bright shade of gold which touched her shoulders, her eyes were a bright blue steely with the knowledge that she held, her skin was tanned and held light scars that accentuated the soldier’s frown that she had.

<p class="MsoNormal">While her face was open to see and revealed her beauty to the world, her body was a different story. Every inch of her, save for her face, was covered with armour that shined in the light, though the shine itself was merely an effect as the dents and scratches that it held was proof that she had experience in battle. The armour she wore was blue in colour with gold lining the edges. By the armour at her waist was a flowing white skirt that ended with golden lines.

<p class="MsoNormal">Though even with all of these, the only thing that caught the thief’s attention was the wings that were unfurled behind her back. Each one giving off a soft holy glow.

<p class="MsoNormal">Already Sullivan could imagine what she was going to say.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sullivan, elder of the two brothers.” The woman began, her voice holding a powerful tone “I have descended from heaven itself to offer you a cha-”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Not interested.” Let it be known that in the presence of strangers the elder twin could be rather blunt in speaking his mind.

<p class="MsoNormal">“A chance to become a champion” she continued without a hitch, though her eyes did narrowed at his rude attempts of interruption. “I see the reports weren’t lying” she muttered under her breath.

<p class="MsoNormal">Sullivan chose to ignore that, just as she ignored his thoughts on the matter. “So a chance to be a champion eh?” He asked, not really interested in her offer.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Of course” she nodded “The Chief God herself saw your potential to be a Hero, and so she sent a Valkyrie so that you could be sent on the path to be a hero.” The passion in her voice could put even the more perverse followers of the Fallen God to shame.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So, where’s the Valkyrie?” Like the prick he was Sullivan answered her passion with snark. He swore he saw her feathers turn black for a split second as a glare flashed on her face for a fraction of a second.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Funny” the venom in her voice was very dissonant with the ever calming sound of an angel.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m serious though” he shrugged off her tone “I mean, Valkyries are supposed to have golden swords and giants shields right? You have neither” he pointed to her arms that held neither blade nor shield in each of them “You could be a Houri for all I know.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Absurd!” Her foot stomped down on his assumption. Catching herself in her outburst she coughed into her fist, straightening up her face returned to its stoic frown with a small glare added to it. “For one, a Houri are given to those who are pure of heart” she did not elaborate further, something Sullivan frowned at. “Second, my sword and shield are present on m-”

<p class="MsoNormal">The angelic woman stopped herself as she realised that indeed she wasn’t holding a sword in her hand, and a shield wasn’t strapped to her arm. Her eyes widened as she looked around frantically “Impossible! I couldn’t have lost them.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Then where are they?” Sullivan grunted when he felt what appeared to be an ethereal cross smack him across his face in response to his remark.

<p class="MsoNormal">As she sure that yes her weapons were not there a conclusion came to mind “Someone has taken them” she muttered in surprise.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Who in their right mind” Sullivan began, recovering from the sudden attack “Would steal from an angel? In fact how would one steal from an angel?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey Sulli check it out” as if receiving an invisible cue Symon opened the door to his room. The younger thief was holding a complex looking golden blade and a large blue kite shield in his arms. Despite the size however Symon had no trouble carrying the two, and was looking at them like how a child would look when their parents would give them a large sack of coins.

<p class="MsoNormal">Sullivan wasn’t even surprised that his younger brother managed to pickpocket a sword and shield from a Valkyrie, in fact his brother being the one to steal it was the reason he wasn’t surprised in the slightest. The Valkyrie on the other hand was gawking at the human holding her sacred weapons.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So, where’d you get those?” Sullivan asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You wouldn’t believe it” Symon lifted his head to give a wide smile to his brother, his excitement causing him to ignore the other occupant in the room. “This blond chick was just walking around with it exposed, she wasn’t even trying to keep the sword in a scabbard” he snickered “She was actually asking for directions to you Sulli, she probably didn’t even realised that I took them while she was looking away.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah” discreetly Sullivan locked his gaze with the Valkyrie, a smug smile on his lips “I could imagine a person like that being so careless that they wouldn’t even realised their sword was missing until someone pointed it out.” His smile grew wider as the Valkyrie grew more agitated.

<p class="MsoNormal">He could even see those marks forming on her head, the kind you would find in one of those Zinpaguan comics.

<p class="MsoNormal">Apparently Symon saw the smile his brother had and followed his eyes. Immediately the high of stealing such valuable items shrivelled up as he saw the owner of said valuable items. Coincidently, the owner also happened to be glaring in his direction. Pulling his mouth into a thin line he looked the owner right in her eyes and nodded, before he promptly turned around and closed the door with his foot. Along with the golden sword and shield.

<p class="MsoNormal">“That’s gonna be a surprise Maven’s not gonna like” Sullivan commented nonchalantly.

<p class="MsoNormal">Silence stretched between the thief and the Valkyrie for a while, at least until the latter made an exaggerated cough into her fist. “Our business is not concluded Sullivan Curi” she stated seriously.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh right, you’re here” sitting up Sullivan leaned forward and rested his chin on the palm of his hand “Okay I’ll humour you, please tell me in all your Valkyrien glory as to why I am chosen to be a ‘Hero’.” At hero he raised his unoccupied hand to air quote.

<p class="MsoNormal">Standing straight the Valkyrie spoke with the voice of a general “Sullivan Curi, elder twin of Symon Curi, eldest son and bastard child of thug Morion and Noblewoman Layna Curi. We here in heaven have watched your actions since you were born, we have examined the paths you have took, the choices you have made in your life until now. You have lived life through the harshest of patches that it could have offered and have taken to thievery for as a life-style.

<p class="MsoNormal">“However never once have you strayed from the path of the Chief God, and never once have you given in to any of the dark temptations of the Demon Lord. Your actions, while dastard, are merely done for the your own safety and have proven to help others in their time of need. For that you are given the potential to be a Hero and a champion of the Chief God, and I have been chosen to guide you in that journey. Be grateful for I have come down from heaven itself to greet you.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Sullivan waited for a moment, as if to make sure she was done talking “You done?” When the Valkyrie nodded he smiled “Great, cause I’m going to call bullshit on everything you said.

<p class="MsoNormal">“For one, my actions are filled with nothing but self-profit as well as self-survival. Two, I have conversed and dealt with many, and I repeat many monsters in my time as a thief. Three, I’m more of an Ares person rather than a Chief God, and even then you should know that I not even that loyal. Four, you watching my every choice is creepy as fuck. Five, you’re mistaking me for Symon, he’s pet more puppies than I have ever seen. Six, you got lost on your way here, there is no way you came down from heaven specifically for me.” The thief listed off with a frown on his face “And judging by how unprofessional you’ve been this entire time, I bet that me becoming a Hero has nothing to do with you coming here right?”

<p class="MsoNormal">The Valkyrie said nothing, her eyes merely staring coldly into Sullivan’s brown ones. Her hands to her side were clenched into fists, gripping the cloth by her thighs.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So come one Valkyrie, tell me the real reason you’re here.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Taking a deep breath, the Valkyrie sighed “I was not lying about the information about you. You truly do have the potential to be a Hero. However the reason I am here is not for that reason, we have received reports that there is a possible chance of the monsters to attack this town based on a tip from one of the local hunters. I was sent along with the Heroes in charge just to be safe.” She explained.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Okay then, why did you came to me then, shouldn’t you be with that group of yours?” Sullivan asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I approached you so that there could be a chance that you would accept being a Hero, and that would maybe give us insurance in case the monsters happen to be a larger threat than they are.” She answered rather sheepishly. “Of course” she sighed “I never expected the Thief of Light to be this stubborn.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wow” Sullivan started with a bemused expression “Not only did you try to get a guy who’s not even ready to be a Hero, you gave him the lamest name you could think of.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“If that bothers you, than I can request for a change when I am to return to Heaven.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Never mind that” He waved it off dismissively “The main concern is you trying to get me to become a hero.” He gave a pointed glare “Don’t, just don’t. Whatever responsibility that I would get with being a Hero I cannot handle, especially with the responsibility I have to keep Symon safe. I sure that whatever perks comes with a Hero could be nice, but I’m just not ready for it yet.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I… understand” The Valkyrie said with hesitation, underneath her breath she muttered “I hoped that I could prevent a possible Lescatie.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t know what that means, but it sounds disappointing.” Was Sullivan’s automatic reply. He didn’t mean it, he really didn’t know what Lescatie was (Except for its notorious reputation, and its nobles with too much gold on their hands. Shame it was a Demon Realm to Derualla of all monsters) but the glowered she held was frightening to say the least. “W-well since I rejected you offer I guess this is goodbye then?” He stuttered in his attempts to change the subject. Though his nervousness was quickly turned to confusion when the Valkyrie turned her head away silently “This is goodbye right?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“My declaration was not wrong” Sullivan’s eyes widened “I am to be the Valkyrie who would guide you to be a  Hero” dread began to rise in his stomach “And since I have declared my intentions to you” He was already expecting the next line “I am to stay by your side to guide you unless given higher priorities. I am your Valkyrie dear Hero.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“You’re an idiot that’s what!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I would refute that statement, if It did not hold any truth in it. I admit It was a foolish act to declare my intentions to you.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Ya think?!” Sullivan had shot up and was on his knees, leaning forward. He wasn’t even aware of the throbbing pain in his knee “I am currently living with a monster, one who both fancies my brother and is terrified of the Chief God. Heck I can hear her freaking out over the holy weapons downstairs!”

<p class="MsoNormal">It was just a figure of speech, but as soon as he finished that statement the sounds of Maven screaming at the holy weapons could actually be heard from downstairs. The Valkyrie furrowed her eyebrows at the timing of it, Sullivan however was unfazed.

<p class="MsoNormal">Shaking away the odd chance the Valkyrie sighed “Yes I understand my folly, but rest assure I will not prevent you from doing what you have been doing. My top priority as of now is the safety of this town, and It shall be unless I am dismissed or told otherwise” she explained, hopefully managing to pacify the man.

<p class="MsoNormal">It worked, the man lost his angry look. Though for a moment she saw his eyes glazed over with bitterness and contempt before they cleared. “Whatever” he replied with a rather cold tone. Sullivan lied back down on his back and rested his head on his pillow “Do you want you want, just don’t get me or Symon killed.” He closed his eyes afterwards.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rather put off by his sudden shift in behaviour, the Valkyrie found herself staring at the sleeping(?) form of the thief for a short while. She shook her head and turned away, she had stayed away enough time from her main objective already. Magic swirled around her and in a golden flash, she was gone.