000 - THE BEGINNING
--------------------------------------------------------delilah was born a creative, young woman. however, from the age of 14, she had began to become connected to theft and stealing. anything she could get her hands on, she stole. money, jewelry, art pieces. you name it, she stole it.
most of the time she was hired to steal the valuable objects, for a high amount of money. but sometimes, she stole to keep herself alive. you see, she wasn't the richest person on earth. ever since she was little, her parents were always in debt. so they stole. as well, they taught their little girl to steal. that's when her passion grew. delilah enjoyed the feeling she got when she committed the crime. a rush of excitement and bravery. she never cared about the consequences, delilah only cared about survival. that was until she was found. not by the police, but by a man who went by 'one'.
according to 'one', he had followed delilah home after she had committed one of her acts. he interrogated her for a while, it was almost like he wanted answers of her. "why are you doing this?" "what are you doing to yourself?" you know, the usual questions a police officer would ask. but there was one question that caught the young woman off guard.
"are you afraid?"
delilah had no idea what to say, she was confused and in disbelief. she sat there with a dazed look on her face, staring up at 'one'. he noticed this look and asked the question once more. "are you afraid?" this time he said it more clearly, louder. he was serious, he wanted an answer. "no" a hushed voice replied.
delilah was never scared, she had grown up in this household where there was no one she could rely on. she only had herself. because of that, she knew she couldn't be afraid. delilah knew she needed to make herself look stronger than she actually was. 'this world is full of so much bullshit. why should i be afraid?" one now stared at her with a slight smirk on his face.
"great. now you're one of us." delilah was now the one staring. not confidently, not happily. but confused. she had no idea what one meant by 'one of us'. in fact the young woman, whom was still in deep thought, had many many questions for this mysterious guy. little did delilah know, all of her questions would be answered. in a way she definitely didn't expect, in a way she definitely would remember forever.
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