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Catch that thief!!!
As I ran across the cobble stone streets of Spain, I heard the rich lord's cries grow fainter and fainter. I started to slow down thinking the authorities were far off.
It was a regular busy day. Peasants lined the streets here and there, and rich lords and ladies rode through the town in their carriages. I held onto my bag of diamonds tightly. Suddenly I heard a cry, "There he is! Somebody catch that thief!" I turned and saw at least twenty men running after me. The fat lord I had robbed sat atop his stallion desperately trying to keep me in his sights. I flipped over one of the many carriages, landed, and continued to run. The lady inside screamed, "Who dares-?" but was cut off by the twenty men and the fat lord when they collided. I laughed, diving and maneuvering my way through the crowds of people. "Stop!"
I was almost stabbed as a tall man swung his sword in front of me. He must've caught up with me somehow. Immediately I smacked his arm making his sword fall to the ground. "Why thank you, kind sir," I said as I snatched the sword up and continued running. Up ahead the road came to an open square. The twenty authorities were blocking my path, making a barricade. Other armed men were running after me. I studied the square and just as the commander cried, "Kill him!" a carriage conveniently passed by. I threw the sword as a distraction and leapt atop the carriage, making my way jumping to the next and the next. I could almost see the lord's shocked face. Finally, I jumped onto a roof hearing the many complaints and cries coming from inside the carriages. Then I escaped.
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"Have you got the supplies lad?" the man asked me.
I dropped the bag of diamonds onto the wooden table. The old sailor's eyes grew wide as he opened and examined his jewels.
"And mine?" I asked deepening my voice. The old sailor, who was my employer for the day, looked up at me.
"Your voice sounds funny lad. You alright?" I could tell he was stalling.
"Where's my payment?" I asked more loudly. He nodded at his men behind me and immediately they had their nasty hands around my arms and neck.
"You see, my lad, we made a deal that I would receive 'em diamonds here, and as for you," he looked me up and down, "now, nobody trusts a masked man."
"You dirty, scrawny-!" I was slapped across the face.
"Now now, don't get pricky with me boy."
If I didn't have a mask on, I would've spat in his ugly face. Instead I planned my revenge. "Take him out and beat him. Then," the old man scowled before completing his sentence, "you know what to do." I made my move, kicking back hitting the man on my left in the groin. He loosened on his grip and fell to his knees. I swung my fist hitting the man to my right across his cheek. As for the old man, he ran for his life; but of course I couldn't let that happen. He had my gold. I slipped into the shadows of the old ship.
The old sailor ran up the stairs onto the deck of his fairly large ship. Then in a flash he was knocked over. His diamonds clattered to the floor. He lay there unconscious. The other sailors started to notice and ran towards me. I didn't have time to fight them now. The sun was setting and I needed my promised gold. Quickly, I searched his smelly body. After almost passing out from his stench, I finally found it, my bag of gold. A sailor reached me but I swept my leg across the floor and he fell on his rump.
"As for this," I said snatching up the diamonds, "you were ungrateful for it anyway." I jumped onto the railing just as thirty sailors pointed their swords at me. Then I fell backward with an amused smirk on my face. I dove into the cold water and swam towards a large pipe inside the harbor.
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An hour later I snuck into my room, which was on the third floor of a small building, five miles from the center of town. I put down my bread that I had bought and hid my gold and diamonds under a hidden floor board. I sighed. In the distance the sun went below the horizon completely. Soon, the moon's light would sparkle across the sea in the East. I stepped out of my apartment with the bread in my hand.
The door to a poor peasant's house opened an hour later. The old woman stood there frail as always.
"This is what I could buy you today," I said handing her the piece of bread.
She took it into her bony hands. "Thank you so much. You are my savior again," she replied with a thick Spanish accent. I stayed in the shadows of the night making sure she didn't see me.
"There is only one Savior, my lady." And with that last reply, I disappeared into the night.
Climbing back into my room I began to undress. With my key that I kept under my shirt at all times, I unlocked my mask. The latch turned and the mask slipped off my head. In the mirror I caught a glimpse of myself. My long hair tumbled down my shoulders. My name is Grace. I am a thief.
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So what do you think? She's a girl! Please comment on what you think of my first chapter and you are welcome to go and read my other book called Champions: Flame. Same request as my other book: Please comment. If you do then I will post the next chapter. I just want to know if any one is reading it. Thanks. And on the right is a picture of Grace's mask and hood. The hoodie is obviously from this century so just imagine it's a 17th century hood.:)
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The Silent Thief
AdventureGrace is a hired thief, the most famous thief in all of Spain because of her unchallengeable skills, impossible heists that she's pulled off, and eerie silence in which she does them. To the world, she is thought to be a boy that everyone calls The...