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Authors Note- This is an AU and will eventually be Kigo. If that offends you, there's a handy thing called a back button on your webpage. Please use it. If it doesn't, then by all means, continue!

Moonlight shone through the castle windows, bathing the hallway in its' soft light. Suits of armor stood an unending guard over the hallway entrusted to them. The stillness of the night was broken as a shadow detached itself from the darkness around it. A pair of green eyes stared down the hallway, looking for any possible traps. Moving cautiously down the hallway her eyes swept the ground and walls for any irregularities. Her ears straining to hear the slightest sound.

She allowed herself a small smile as she made it to the locked door at the end of the hallway. With a quick glance around to make sure that she was still alone, she reached down to pull out a lock pick set. A few seconds of staring at the lock and a quick perusal of her picks was all she needed as she selected the ones she needed and got to work. Within a few seconds she heard the satisfying click as the lock slide open and granted her access to the next stage of the castle.

Slipping the tools back into their place, she carefully cracked the door open and peaked in. There was another hallway, this one windowless. Several torches burned in their scones, giving off a flickering light. At the far end, a flight of stairs leading up. She smiled, just a few more minutes and she would be at her prize. As she pushed the door open enough to slide through, she heard a sound that made her freeze for a second. Metal boots clanging their way down the stairs. "Shit! The guards were already supposed to be gone! Did someone tip them off to her plan?" She thought franticly, regardless, she had to hide fast!

Moving quickly, she slipped through the door before turning quickly and locking it. "Twenty seconds! Come on move it!" She sprinted over to the stairs, her leather boots making no more noise than a leaf hitting the ground. As she got closer, she quickly calculated the distance and nodded once. With a leap, she sprung into the air. Turning quickly she used her arms and legs to stop herself before she slammed into the wall. With her arms and legs locked into place, holding her in the upper corner of the bisecting walls near the stairs, she waited for the guards to pass her by.

As the sounds of the boots drew nearer, she adjusted herself so that she could get to her sword and dagger easier. She held her breath when the two guards came into the roof. Carrying halberds and clad in plate mail, she could easily see the royal symbol of a griffin standing on a rock roaring into the night sky proudly displayed on their cloaks. The sneer that crossed her face would have killed the two guards if they had seen it. Her eyes smoldering with the hate that clutched at her whenever she saw that symbol.

When the guards reached the halfway point down the hall, she let herself fall to the ground, only a whisper of sound from when she landed. Watching the guards to see if they had been alerted to her presence. Another sneer at the guards' ineptness, there was no way they could hear her over the rattles and creaks of their armor. Turning, she darted up the stairs, pausing to await the sound of the door opening and closing as the guards continued on their rounds. When she was satisfied that the guards where gone she continued up the stairs.

She cautiously made her way up the stairs, the guards would know about any traps and be able to bypass them with ease, but she had to be careful and alert for them. As she rounded another turn in the stairs she came to the door that sought to keep her from her prize. Moving extra carefully, this was the point where a lot of thieves messed up, they rushed that last few step and set off the alarm. Reaching into a pouch at her side, she pulled a few hairs that she had pulled from a horse's tail earlier. A grin crossed her face when she saw one fall across the nearly invisible trip wire a few feet from the door. Stepping over the wire, she made sure to also avoid the pressure plate in the floor. Shaking her head at the laughable security measures, she made it to the door.

This would be a challenge, the door was sure to be trapped. With a grin, she pulled her lock pick set back out and once again selected the tools she needed. She had seen this kind of lock before, it had a tumbler at the front that if you didn't push up on when you first started, it would raise a screech that would make a banshee envious. She almost giggled at the thought but stopped herself in time. Just because that was the only security measure on the door was no reason to get cocky.

Focusing back on the task at hand she quickly had the door unlocked and open. With a smug grin on her face she put her tools away and slowly opened the door a few inches. Peeking through the crack in the door, she could see into the room. She could see four pillars in the room all situated around a pedestal in the center. There it was, the object she had come here for. On the pedestal in the middle of the room with a single shaft on moonlight illuminating it, was a sword.

The sword was not much to look at, just a plain old broadsword with a battered scabbard next to it, but she knew better. She knew what this sword was capable of granting its' wielder, even if the fools who owned it could only grasp at the edges of its' meaning. If they knew its' true power, they would have never kept it in such an easily assessable place. "Oh well, their stupidity is my gain."

Moving into the room, she gently shut the door behind her. As she made her way towards the sword, she kept a look out for any last minute traps. As she got closer to the sword, she noticed a thin wire running from the sword to one of the pillars in the room. "Thank you whoever put that window there. Might not have seen it if it wasn't for the moonlight." She tracked the wire to where it meets the pillar. "Hmmm, looks like if I just pull the sword the pillar will collapse and probably take down the whole ceiling with it." She tapped her chin in thought for several seconds as she tried to come up with a plan.

She had it. She quickly pulled a nail from her pouch and drew her dagger. Holding the nail under where the wire connected to the pillar. She said a silent prayer that this would work and not bring the roof down on her head. When the nail was far enough in, she reached into another pouch and pulled out a small clamp. "Please let this work." With that, she attached to clamp the nail and the wire. With a deep breath, she moved to the sword and gently grasped the wire. With another glance at the pillar, she raised her dagger and sliced through the wire. She shut her eyes and waited for the ceiling to fall.

After a few seconds, she cracked open an eye and breathed a sigh of relief. It had worked! Sheathing her dagger, she moved her hand to the sword. She reached out one of her hands and slowly ran it down the sword, caressing it almost like a lover. Her hand moved from the bottom to the hilt before pausing. Slowly, almost reverently, she gripped the handle and raised it from the platform. With a satisfied smirk, she quickly strapped it to her back. Reaching into another pouch, she produced her calling card. As she was placing it on the pedestal, a voice spoke from the darkness. "Hello Princess." The jade fox slipped from her fingers as she turned to face the voice.

A/N-Well, there you have it. Like it? Love it? Want to hunt me down and chop off my fingers so I can never unleash such an abomination onto the world? Well, I won't know unless you review. So, please review!