Thread: Pokémorph: Hunters vs. Outlaws

It was night time in the city of Brighthaven, the lights from the vast numbers of building shining up the night sky. This is usually the time where crime often occurs, where most go to sleep and criminals run wild. this is the perfect time for Weston to go out, leaving his hidden den under the city and and going to snatch some precious materials. He was one of those thieves that liked to steal more than just money. His whole existence pretty much depended on taking from others, something he absolutely loved and wanted nothing but more of! He didn't often rely on others to make money though, more like when he needed groceries he would just take it from someone else. Money was practically worthless to him considering he never bought anything legally. His stomach rumbled and his fingers started to feel twitchy, just like most nights, he knew he had to stretch his wings so to speak. Leaving his little hidey hole he took a couple steps out of the apartment he had been squatting in, it was a basement but something that was hard to find. Hidden in a rather abandoned part of town. Walking up the concrete steps covered in old foul smelling water he found himself in an alleyway, quickly turning to a rusted fire escape and climbing to the top of the abandoned building he called home. He was standing on the top of it, perching himself next to the edge. He was far away from the rest of the city, but could usually see where the most activity was by the lights painting the taller buildings and sometimes the music that echoed to his side. Seeing somewhat of an opening on the right side of the city he stretched both of his wings and jumped off of the building, gliding through the hobo infested streets. They were just lost souls looking for food and warmth, a community of people to protect them. They found it in the company of misery, dumpster fires and the smell of booze filled the streets at times. Weston grew to love the smell, thinking he was the king of the hobo's and for the most part if they followed him he would supply them with what he needed, so in some sense he did have a bit of a gang. Not a very well trained gang or even one that would listen to him all the time. But if he really focused his attention on them they would probably follow him and they could become a crime syndicate themselves! Weston didn't want that though, not yet anyways even if it did pass his mind from time to time. Flying over head he was able to make it to a pretty nice looking apartment complex right next to a pharmacy store, pharmacy stores were so dumb to rob... Sure they were filled to the brim with meds!! But they were always so well locked under house and key, Weston knew better than to go near it. He didn't notice the sting operation going on at the moment all he could notice was the juicy looking apartments next to it. Fluttering down next to the window he hunched closely to look inside, seeing the house was either empty or had its residents sleeping he knew this place would be a good sting. He placed both his hands on the window and yanked it not too hard to see if it was locked, surprisingly it wasn't! He lifted it just enough to sneak inside. He wasn't all that big and didn't demand all that much room to slip into small spaces or tight corridors. He slipped into the house almost like a snake and gently tip toed his way into the house, the fridge was right next to the front door and looked expensive.. probably full to the brim with food! He licked his beak like lips a bit and was about to open it when the shots could be heard easily from across the street! The police cars starting to roll up and the sounds of police officers swarming the drug store! Weston quickly ran over to a nearby closet, there was no way if someone lived here that they wouldn't have heard that! He closed himself inside a solid looking closet just next to the living room and kept it open just a crack in case someone showed themselves. He naturally looked like a coat so this was the best place for him to hide even if they knew he was here! He waited...