What A Thief Can't Steal

Every Rose Has Its Thorns

Before reading: remember, This book is not mine. It's a copy from the original book, Enjoy ;)

Rose's POV:

"Ahh," I sighed contentedly while lying down atop a tree branch. The tree which I had chosen to settle down gave an overlooking view of the distant town. Treasure Town, the very town I hated. I wondered why it made me smile. Was it because of my most recent successful theft or the sweet satisfaction of having done the act to get even with the world?

I smiled and counted the number of coins I managed to acquire from my latest victim. I opened up his bag or Explorer Kit (whatever those pathetic Exploration Teams call it) and found 148 coins and a Reviver Seed as a bonus. I smiled again; Reviver Seeds were worth at least 800 coins.

How gullible can they get? I lightheartedly thought while chuckling sinisterly to myself.

My name is Rose. As you can see, I'm a Gardevoir. Now, when you think of a Gardevoir, the first few words that come into your mind are "gentle, beautiful, and courteous", am I right? While the second one is true, the other two? I'm not like that. I'm... different.

It's true that I am a Gardevoir, but I'm also a thief, an outlaw. Yep, you heard me right. My reasons? Well, you'll have to read my story to find out.

I grinned contentedly thinking of today's victim. That Swampert fell so quickly for me, it's not even funny. Heck, even someone that dumb couldn't have gone down that quickly. All it took was a couple of captivating words; I didn't even need to use Attract. While he took the opportunity to flirt with me, I obviously didn't waste my opportunity locating his Exploration Kit. When he let his guard down, I quickly knocked him down and grabbed his bag. All I would have to worry now is if an Exploration Team would come to apprehend me. After all, I'm on top of that most wanted list.

Maybe this town isn't so bad after all. Its residents were perfect victims for me, and I'm probably benefitting from them as they were like seedlings that got choked from the thorny stems of a rose. I chuckled lightly, a rose, that's what I am. Under this pretty face lies the thorns that would eventually choke them.

I yawned. Well, that certainly took everything out of me. I silently stared at the moon, with its gentle silver rays of light making my eyes drop. I allowed them to drop and promptly fell asleep.

I looked down. I was locked in a dream... But the dream seemed familiar. It reminded me of... my past.

The sky was gloomy; rain kept dropping heavily on the ground. Thunder crackled in the distance. There, hiding under the bush was a young Kirlia, crying.

I knew that this was me, and I knew that this was just a dream, but I don't know why these "dreams" always made my heart race, made me feel... scared.

"H-help, me..." cried the small fading figure of the Kirlia.

The previous scene faded. Now, I was looking down at a Ralts. It was mainly a sunny day, yet I knew that the young Ralts would soon find out that she would soon carry a horrible burden.

She seemed so happy, basking in the morning light. Now, since when had I last smiled like that? The scene soon faded back into a dark, gloomy forest.

I remembered that day clearly. The day I evolved into a Gardevoir.

The young Kirlia trudged down in a dark forest. The dimly lit path was obscured by the tall pine trees. The place was very dark as the scrawny and crooked pine trees didn't allow a single ray of moonlight to fall on the main path. She was lost, confused in the maze of Midnight Forest.

She slowly sat down, crying. Then, the Kirlia immediately stood up as if she saw something. Two red eyes and a malicious grin jeered from a distance. The Kirlia knew well what that meant. She immediately tried to conceal herself in some bushes but a voice called out to her.