The sound of the waves as they crashed against the docks was accompanied by the honking of car horns, screeching of tires on the wet roads, the blaring of sirens and general noise of the city streets nearby. The air was wet and cold, it would rain soon. The perfect conditions for this job. Shane looked removed a yellow envelope from his bag. Opening it he found a picture of a warehouse along with a paper describing the detials and specifications of the job. The client was some rouge scientist is something, wanted something that would further his research, it didn't matter to Shane he just wanted the pay. "Alright lets see..", he said looking at the picture of the warehouse. It looked exactly as one would expect. Shitty but sturdy, the exterior walls were rusted and discolored. The main doors were huge and slid to the side rather than swinging open. The warehous itself was average size as well, the only thing that made this place unique was the security. The description in the envelope said it had guards on patrol 24/7 with watchtowers around the perimeter, barbed wire fences with key coded locks at every entrance, windows were locked and had alarms to go off if forced open, and the usual security cams...this would be easy. 

"Alright, the main problem is the guard towers. Those spotlights are going to ruin my day if I get caught in it...they seem to be watching the fences so I just have to get past that and I should be good. The cameras can be taken down if I can figure out where it's being fed..this place was sloppy, it'd be harder to take down the cameras if they fed the video wirelessly to the monitors but these were wired directly to one of the towers. These guys were asking for this, if anything they should thank me. If I didn't break in here they wouldn't find all these problems in their security. Alright lastly the key codes, the guards on patrol will probably have them, I just gotta take on without them noticing. Time to get to work", the plan was formulated and Shane began his assault on the warehouse. He ran over to the fence after the spotlight passed his area and pulled out his bolt cutters. It took a few seconds, mostly because it's been dulled down slightly, but he managed to cut a hole big enough to crawl through and was in. He had breached the perimeter and was on his way to the mark. But first he had to take out the cameras, whoever set up the security focused the cameras on the warehouse itself than the perimeter so he was free to go where he wish as long as he stayed out of the spotlights. He ran by each guard tower, four in each, and quickly examining each for the camera feed wires. Reaching the fourth tower he found the wires and cut them as well. "They should be on their way to check out the problem. Most likely check the cams themselves then the wires...I say I got about five minutes before this place is on alert", he though to himself before running towards the warehouse itself. There was crate by one of the walls and he slid over to it just as a guard was coming around the corner. "Come on just keep walking by..", he thought as the guard approached the crate. Unfortunately for the guard he decided to stop and turn in Shane's direction. As soon as he was facing Shane, the thief punched him in the throat stopping him from screaming. Next came a punch to the solar plexus, stopping his breathing and causing the guard to fall to his knees after which he received a swift and brutal knee to the face knocking him unconscious. "Should've kept walking..", he mumbled before dragging the guard to the crate and out of sight. "I'll just take that key of yours", he said as he ripped the key card from the guards belt. 

Once inside he was greeted by the sight of dozens and dozens of crates stacked and lining the warehouse. "Doesnt seem to be anyone inside, for now that is", he thought getting the papers from his bag again. "Alright which crate are you in?", he asked as he inspected nearby crates. "Ok I'm looking for 193...193 193....there we go!", once he located the crate he dragged it out and away from the others. Taking out his wedge he forced it open to reveal a metal suitcase..that was locked. "Of course another thing to break into-", the sound of the warehouse door opening alerted him to the arrival of a guard. "Out of time", were his last words of the night as he bashed the suitcase open and revealing not only his location but the contents of a case. A vial, about as big as a prescription bottle, and it's contents as black as night. He grabbed it but just as the guard managed to tackle him to the ground. "You're going away for a long time punk, just make it easy on yourself!" 

"You'd like that wouldn't you, fatass!", he yelled back before kneeing the guard in the stomach afterwhich Shane managed to pin him down and repeatedly punch the guard in the face in a brutal attempt to knock him out. He only managed to get 3 punches in before the guard grabbed the vial, which had fallen onto the floor nearby and hit Shane in the face with it. The vial shattered, sending the black liquid into his eyes, mouth, and cut face from the glass. The reaction was immediate and fast, Shane's blue pupils began to fade to white and his skeletal structure changed as well. He could feel every muscle tear as they were pushed by his breaking, bending, and moving bones. The pain was insane, he wanted to pass out, he should have passed out but whatever it wass that was doing this to him was keeping him conscious. Suddenly the darkness around him began to take material form, like a cloak or robe and within seconds it would completely engulf him. What went on inside is unknown but once that transformation was complete Shane was now in full control of his Riftman form. He pulled back the hood to the guard revealing a disturbing, grotesque face belonging to something no longer human. It grabbed the guard with its bony hands by the neck and squeezed hard until a sickening crack could be heard. The guard was dead and Shane was already long gone by the time the other guards had arrived to investigate. 

The sound of someone calling his name broke him from his daydream, it was the night he got his powers and to him the proudest moment of his life. "What was that? Oh yeah sure. I'm Thief, or Shane. Whatever you like. So king of the hill huh? Should be simple enough" 

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