One Of A Kind (Levi X Reader) AU

1. Chaotic Start

Reader's POV

I take deep breaths as I try to get myself together. I am so goddamn nervous. I've always been a nervous wreck whenever I'm about to steal, not because I might get caught, but I might accidentally damage the diamond or gemstone. Thankfully, my nervousness doesn't show or it would make it much harder for me to steal.

I'm in France right now, in the museum it's being kept in. In fact, I've already taken it and am about to leave the room. I think about how many days it took me to make the perfect copy of the diamond to replace it with. I sigh, tighten the black pouch around my waist which contains the diamond as I begin to walk out. When, out of the corner of my eye, I see dudes in police uniform and in front of them, two men in suits, a man in a white shirt and black pants and a cravat in this day and age and a woman beside him wearing a pink shirt and blue jeans.

I can't help but notice both of the people in neither the police uniforms nor the suits. The man in the white shirt was short, had black hair, pale skin, silver eyes and a tired look, and damn, was he pretty. The woman in the pink shirt and blue jeans was even shorter than him, had carrot coloured hair, and carrot coloured eyes seeming energetic and was quite pretty too.

Wait, what am I doing? They might be police, I have to leave now. As I walked towards the door again, the short dude yelled, "Freeze!"

I do as told, one wrong move and they'll search me first. Just because I can escape when I get caught doesn't mean that I want to get caught. The interrogations I have to go through always end up being violent and I don't like getting hit.

I overhear them talking, or rather, I focus on what they are saying with my advanced hearing.

"The diamond may already be gone, you say," The man in the suit says to the other two ushering to the fake diamond I put in there, "Agent Ackerman and Agent Ral, it seems that you are wrong."

I see, the men in the suits must be the manager's and the other two are Agents that work with the police and they are here to check if the diamond has been stolen.

Oh, I see.

Wait, WHAT?

How did they know that I was going to steal today? Also, Ackerman? Really? Whatever, right now, I need to escape.

"Get me a thermal sensor," Shorty no. 1 orders the men in the suits.

A guard is asked to get the thermal sensor and he accepts it with a 'Tch'.

He's probably not going to find out, I put heat reflecting polish on the fake diamond which I also made myself. I didn't know that they'd be coming today but I do this every time to delay when they get the news.

"See, it's the real diamond, it's showing up in the sensor like that," mocks the man in the suit as he looks at the diamond through the thermal sensor Shorty no. 1 is holding.

"Tch," he says again and walks toward the diamond, demanding that the man open the case. He does end up opening it because the Agent looks kinda scary ngl. He slaps the sensor in the man's hands to give it to him and picks up the diamond without gloves.

Such disgrace.

I swear I would've killed this guy if he had touched a real diamond without gloves. He grabbed the thermal sensor again and looked more thoroughly and then, he looked like he found something.

"It's fake!" He yelled, "There's some sort of heat reflective polish on this, the polish that our target uses!"

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Guess what, the polish isn't perfect, it doesn't dry and comes off when the object is touched because I'm no scientist, this was the best I could do.

Shorty no. 2 went ahead and pressed the emergency button to close all doors of the museum. She then ordered the police still half outside the door to prevent people from getting out. I took that chance, ran toward the door beside me and slid under. Shorty no. 1 saw me and ran after me, sliding under the door as well.

I've got a situation here.

Don't you just hate it when you have just stolen The Pink Star Diamond and the police suddenly show up and know that it's you who's going to be the one stealing. Then, they see right through your tricks and you have a short guy chasing after you and not just any short guy, he looks hella fine and strong. I mean, he may be good-looking BUT THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT. If he catches me, I might die.

I ran faster than I had ever in my entire life because this was my last chance to steal this diamond here because there was going to be an auction for it in a week with a lot of rich people who have more security than this. Besides, if I get caught there, I don't get arrested, I die. I've stolen from those kinds of people before but I'm not too keen on doing it again.

I crossed another set of doors and barely managed to slip through them as they were closing; however, Agent Shorty no. 1 wasn't as lucky and got stuck. I took this chance to run as far away from him as I could because I knew that he had lots of backup and even a gun, he was a cop after all.

I ran to the hallway with a huge amount of people but, I made sure to change the coat I was wearing to a different color one while on the stairs. They know what I'm wearing, this is the least I can do to blend in.

Walking through the hallway, I see Shorty no. 2 right in front of me, she makes eye contact with me and points to her assistants beside her to chase me. I hastily turn around and throw my smoke machine on the floor. As their vision is blocked, I continue to run in the opposite direction.

As I walk past the staircase again, I see Shorty no. 1 descending the stairs. Upon making eye contact with me, he sped up and so did I. While I was running, he jumped from the stairs, straight onto the ground, deciding that he didn't have time for that.

Shit, I'm in trouble, I have cops after me and I'm trying to rush past a crowd of people. I somehow made it past the crowd and ascended another flight of stairs. This section led me to the less popular section of the museum. Resulting in less crowd and less guards. The perfect environment for me to escape from.

I ran in between the tables, even jumping over them if they were low enough. Shorty no. 1 was starting to lose on me. I was faster than him and I was trying to knock as much stuff down as I could, making him catch some of it since, whether I'm caught or not, his department would be responsible for the damages.

I saw a heavy-ass cupboard in front of me. It wasn't big, it was colossal, it falling down was enough to block the entire passage. I got an idea. I'd knock over the cupboard, trapping him behind but, the problem was that if I screwed up, I'd be trapped behind it too, with him.

I'd seriously die.

Well, fuck it, I thought. The thought that came to me every time I was about to make a decision. I put my hands in front of my head to protect it and ran into the cupboard full-force. And damn, it hurt. Not like when I'm being interrogated though.

Broken knuckles, torn jeans where my knees are, torn shirt where my elbows are, torn shirt for my entire right arm and some blood dripping out from my knees, elbows and hands and right arm.

I wasted no time in backing up and running towards the door. I stood at the door, taking a breath and swallowing all the pain. I saw Shorty no. 1 looked at me like I was crazy and backed up a bit when he saw that the cupboard was going to fall and he wasn't going to cross it in time.

It fell with a loud 'BAM' and I heard cracks from it as it was broken a bit. I owe you one colossal cupboard. I ran through the door and onto the storage room. I was relieved that I had managed to escape from there but the relief did not last for long as I saw about 20 cops there, waiting for me.

Well shit.

A/N = Well, that was the first chapter, tell me what you think about it!

8/6/2022

- Heliaxa