Slowly the Kirk door creaked open as the man busted through the door looking for the diamond. he jumped onto sheen and rolled under the table. The guard gushed out of the gates to stop the thief, the battle went back and fourth with the thief almost died. The guards garment was shredded to bits as he was left to be agnoy. The man was swound in relief twas a very hard battle it could have gone either, the guards body was strewn as he continued his search for the diamond, as he went up the stairs he could already see the brightness of the diamond. Above him he could also smell the scent of torture. He didn’t understand aught, why was this happening? He said to himself ” this might because this museum was recent robbed and it hasn’t be open since.”  Right next to the museum their was a river of fotham, each person that had been caught stealing would either be fiendish or thrown in the river head first. He continued striding up the stairs, suddenly… thud after thud a man slowly walked down the stairs completely battered to bits he collapsed on the floor. The man knew this was serious. In curiosity he rushed up the stairs to find out more, then he said if he gave this a bit of time they might be caught off guard and he could get the diamond easily. Morrow he was back in the museum not only find the diamond but who owns the building now, thus he made his task even harder than at first.He ran across the building rapidly and entered another Kirk door. He saw the owner he was covered in filth his eyes were blood shot red. They had a good stare off their eyes were getting watery as they began to sprint towards each other in fury they fought like never before, with both of them torn to shreds the man lunged in his pocket for his dagger and stabbed the owner, behind the man he he saw the shiny glistening diamond he left the Kirk triumphantly.