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Alban ran for his life. He had been caught; He didn't want to be contained. He was traumatized by it. So, when he had been transported to the VSF police station he wondered if he should run away or not. They had already ID'ed him, knowing this he contemplated if he should run away or if he should stay. The only problem was with him stealing so much and his case being so big he was sure the investigator would have been Commander Sonny Brisko. Or as Alban like to call him Oni. He was in a very high guarded city. If he wanted to get out, he would have to send in a form that would be passed on from a detective, then to a vice commander, THEN to the commander of the VSF. All in all, that meant sending in a form would be useless. Not only would Sonny see it so would his brother Mysta Rias. He could get out of the police station easily, but he had to make a decision before Sonny came in for interrogation. He decided that he couldn't take risks and stay with Sonny. Even though Alban loved him he escaped the police station not a single alarm going off. He then ran back to their house as fast as he could packing food and some clothes, anything that he needed for survival. He ran to the gates trying not to feel grief as he might regret his decision. As he got the outskirts of the city, he called his friends Uki, Fulgur, and Yugo, before smashing his phone so nobody could reach him or track him. As Uki opened his door he saw Alban stumble in tears all over his face. As per Uki's command Fulgur let Alban stay despite him being a Legatus. As time went on his feelings of grief started going away. He focused more on heists making sure that he could pay Uki and Fulgur back for letting him stay there. He also got a new phone he was afraid that the VSF could still track him with it, but he hoped that it would be okay.
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He kept going on with life in the same way, often losing his phone on heists and getting new ones. Eventually time had passed and almost 6 years passed by then. As he was getting ready for a heist, he saw the news playing on the TV. By this time-of-day Uki was out doing his job, Yugo with him and Fulgur was at his bartending job. As he approached the TV, he saw an image of the mansion from his last heist. Then the TV reporter threw a bomb shell on him. "There have been many cases about who we call the phantom thief. The VSF special forces have decided to focus on catching this thief. If anyone has seen-" He shut off the TV before it could spew out more, tears started flowing down his face. He knew his gig was up. He knew he was done for, so on his next mission he was on alert at all times. Even while he stayed quiet listening through his gear the door burst open behind him. "Stop Thief!" was all he needed to hear before he bolted up the stairs of the museum he was in. Jumping down the side of the building before realizing that he now had a gun pointed right at him. The one handling it had to be a trainee he didn't have on as much gear as Sonny, but he was also holding what Alban I identified as a knockout gun. A knockout bullet was specifically created to knock someone out as soon as it hit. Behind him he heard Sonny drop down. As Sonny approached him, he felt the cold metal cuffs go around his hands. Sonny turned around but before he could do anything more the trainee shot. Alban fell with a thud seeing his vision cloud up immediately. All he could see was a yellow haired figure running up to him calling for a medic. Then as if time had stopped everything went black.