CHAPTER 6: Insanity Coin

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I know some characters will seem OOC in this chapter, but remember they're not themselves at the moment. They are being controlled by an item mentioned in this chapter.

I think it's an understatement to say my life has been hectic lately. Good news though, my brother will be released from the hospital soon so, I'll have more time to write and update regularly!

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CHAPTER 6: Insanity Coin

Warm, golden rays of sunlight pierced through the small windows of the sheriff station hitting a certain thief's face waking him from slumber. As soon as Robin felt the light making his eyes open he sighed and turned himself around to be facing upwards. His eyes felt heavy refusing to open themselves and face reality. Robin groaned and sat up with eyes half closed and his hand immediately reached for his forehead where an awful headache made his head pound. Not to mention the added discomfort, courtesy of David's fist.

"Awake already?"

Robin turned trying to catch the face of a distant, yet familiar voice. His opened fully and his fists clenched as he caught sight of the woman speaking.

"What do you want?" he asked bitterly.

"Nothing much. I was just checking on you. You were out for a few days." Elsa shrugged. She had been keeping an eye on the thief since he fell unconscious, waiting for him to wake and for her to get her to get a certain item back.

"Oh I think we both know that's not why you're here. I did as you asked, now give me my son!"

Robin's voice was a little hoarse, but his words could be perfectly understood. A few days had said the woman? He huffed internally, had he been out for that long? His memory was foggy; he could barely remember his whereabouts that day. Flashes of events rushed into his mind, overwhelming him. What had happened? He wasn't quite sure.

"Plucky are we? Well, I'm not sorry to tell you, you won't be seeing that child for some time. I need one more thing from you."

Robin was already standing up with a strong grip on the cell bars. "I won't give you anything else!"

"Aren't you? It's not really a handy job, all I want is an article you happen to possess at the moment. Although I have to say I'm impressed, I expected it to have a more negative effect on you." The man looked puzzled so she explained, "The coin? This doesn't sound familiar to you?" This man can be incredibly insufferable! Elsa thought. Although, I didn't quite tell him he was carrying it... Oh well.

Robin shook his head still confused, which made the woman lose her temper. "Do you have it or not?!" she yelled and stepped forward just a few feet away from his cell. "Check your pockets for Pete's sake!"

The man frowned and checked every pocket his green jacket and khaki pants had. "There's nothing in me. What is so special about this coin anyway?" She had never told him anything about this coin she seemed to be so invested in. Robin's mind was quick at work and started thinking of ways to get intel on the object... Maybe even leverage. He had to make sure Roland was safe.

"That's none of your business! Now. where. is. it? I can't fall down and you can't give it away, did someone take it from you?!" Elsa was furiously yelling at this point. She huffed and waved both her hands in the air in an upward motion twice. All objects in the archer's pockets floated in the air. There wasn't much though, just a few wrinkled tissues and a cell phone -of course, Elsa didn't know what the contraption was, so she ignored it.-

"What the devil are you doing?" Robin asked in a raised voice.

"No need to fret, you're useless to me." She said before letting all objects fall.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 25, 2015 ⏰

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