Where there's Smoke, Part 2

Smoke walks down the center of the warehouse, looking at the rows and rows of boxes.

"Item Number 8142, 8143," he whispers as he reads the stamps on the side of the wood crates to his left. "It must be further down..."

Smoke reaches the center of the building, but still does not see what he is looking for.

*FOOSH* He vaporizes himself, and the smoke spreads to the far corners of the building.

The separate clouds of smoke swirl around, scanning the corners high and low.

Suddenly, three of the clouds fly to the back right corner, where the fourth floats in front of a box stamped with the number 9851.

Smoke reforms his humanoid body, and pries open the box.

"There you are," he whipers to the contents of the box.

He grabs the 5-inch long crystal and places it inside his pants pocket. He heads back to the door he slipped through, preparing for a fight. Since he needs to bring the crystal with him, he can't escape into the fog as a smoke cloud.

A commotion can be heard outside. The other guards obviously noticed that their fellow guards were unconscious, and now they're all trying to figure out where the culprit went.

Smoke can hear the sound of a key going inside a lock. Any second now, the doors will slide open, and they'll all charge inside.

Smoke picks up a random crate with both arms, and holds it over his head.

*CLANK CLANK* The warehouse's metal doors slide open, and the guards stand in the opening with rifles armed and ready.

*WHOOSH* Smoke tosses the crate.

*ZARP ZARP* The guards fire at it, but their rifles' beams do nothing to slow it down.

*SMASH* The wood crate hits one guard and busts open.

The contents spill out, and reveal themselves to be metal rings.

*FOOSH POW* Smoke vaporizes his arm and cloud-punches two other guards from 10 feet away.

The two guards still standing aim their fire at Smoke. The thief removes the crystal from his pants pocket and turns his legs into smoke. He flies up to the roof of the warehouse, a smoke trail flowing after him.

His legs and arm solidify, and he takes off towards the back. The guards below scramble to keep up.