Why would I be here? I hate concerts. You're probably wondering why I'm talking about a wolf in a concert. Believe it or not, the Bad Guys are coming. A snake. A shark. A tarantula. A piranha. And of course, a wolf. They're real time thieves, but I'm not impressed. Everyone's a thief here. That's no real time villain. 

Personally, thievery is elementary in my opinion. It's useless junk that they take. Why need it? It's like candy. It's bad for you and totally pointless. I'm a real time criminal. I'm an assassin. I'm a sniper. I'm one of the best, if not the best. I've been all over the world. I've wreaked terror across the cities and the empires. I let out a breath. 

I move the gun up and I place it above my eye. I look out the little glasses. They should be coming soon. I let out a breath. I look down and I see the prize that every master thief wants. The Golden Dolphin. I don't even know why it's such a prize. It's just a dolphin. You want a dolphin? Shoot one in the ocean and cover it with gold. Same thing. No big deal. I hear something ringing on my phone. I click the number.

"Are you in position?" The voice asks.

"Should be coming up." I say.

"You know what you have to do. We don't want any mishaps." The voice says.

"My job my way. If you don't like it, why the heck would you hire me?" I click off.