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       An offer she couldn't refuse...
       By: Star Date: December 9, 2016, 12:08 am
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       "What do we do with her?"
       "Who cares it's her 12th violation. We're supposed to execute
       her. Remember?"
       "Sooo... why didn't we do it yet?"
       "Cause she's a slippery little thing. Sent 4 guards to the medic
       when they opened the cell then she escaped last time."
       "Holy hell."
       "No kiddin' "
       "She's just a kid though. How is it possible?"
       "She's been livin' on the streets her whole life stealin'
       whatever she can. It's kinda sad actually. She could of been a
       nice girl."
       "So WE have to execute her? Even after all that? She'll probably
       kill us!"
       "Naw, they chained her up good when they locked her down here.
       Let's just make it quick for her."
       The two guards approach the cell and enter. A girl chained to
       the wall. Gaunt and dirty, she looks at them with hate filled
       eyes.
       "Any last words?" The girl stares at them saying nothing.
       "Right. That's how it is then. Well let's get this over with.
       C'mon rookie right through her heart make it quick for her."
       The guard draws his sword. Lining the tip of the blade with her
       chest. The girl closes her eyes and waits for the inevitable
       death. She hears the guards choke and there is spray of warm
       liquid against her. A thud and a clang of metal hitting the
       stone work. She opens her eyes. A single man stands in front of
       her. His daggers fresh with blood. Dark leathers covering him
       head to toe.
       "Who are you?" the girl asked.
       "No one." he replied.
       "Are you going to kill me?"
       "No. I've come to offer you a job. We could use a girl like
       you."
       "What do i have to do?"
       "Kill people that we tell you to kill."
       "We?" she looked around confused.
       "The Uncrowned."
       "How did they know about me?"
       "We know about everyone kid. Secrets are our trade. And hiding
       in plain sight is what we do best. We've been watching you. And
       you have... potential. So what do you say kid? Want to learn how
       to be a REAL thief?"
       The girl nodded. The man stepped over the fallen guards toward
       her, undoing the shackles with a lock pick and not even
       bothering with the keys on the guards. His fingers undid the
       shackles quickly and efficiently. The girl was impressed. The
       girl rubbed her wrists from the the shackles finally looking at
       the man to speak.
       "Thank you. My name is--"
       "No no no" interrupted the man waving a hand in her face, "Names
       are for dead mean."
       "But what do i call myself? Or you for that matter?"
       The man's eyes lit up with the smirk under his mask. "You'll
       think of something kid. Til' then just call me 101." The man
       opens up a loose grate in the floor and gestures for her to
       enter. "Into the shadows we go." The man and the girl slip
       through the sewers, cloaked in shadows like a dark blanket. The
       Uncrowned had gained a new recruit. And she had gained the
       closest thing to a family that she would ever know.
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