Something More Valuable Than Money [continued undrr a different name]

Unseen Burgler 🔈

To the creator of this artwork, I had only added the bright background so the body doesn't blend in with it. She is still cute as hell, but I wish I could remember who made this...

Trilokik had picked Pure-Blooded Thief so that will be the next chapter. Just because he picked this ending doesn't mean that the rest of the options are closed.

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"Alright, Delara," said our girl as she got on her scooter while she was in the air. "Just gotta steal a giant diamond an' you c'n support your daughter without confrontin' your parents. That's all ya gotta do."

At full speed, Delara had rushed to the museum's back exit. A guard was there with a gun.

"Hm... How do I- GAH!!!"

Delara's head started to fill with vague thoughts... or maybe memories? She had gone inside the museum twice before and saw the same guy stealing the diamond from her... Now she was thinking of just waiting by the tree? What was going on?...

She felt like sitting and waiting is the best thing for her to do so she sat and waited...

And waited...

And waited...

Delara was about to give up and shoot the god damn guard when the exit door opened revealing the same guy and the same diamond...

"Okay," she whispered to herself. She feels like he had jumped but broke a few bones while holding the diamond as well as seeing him fall down the stairs and missing every single shot once stealing the rifle, but that didn't happen then and there... "What the actual hell is goin' on 'ere?"

Instead, she saw the same guy drop the diamond on the damn guard's head. She winced as a loud thud was heard before coming out of hiding.

"Okay, asshole," she said while drawing her gun she kept in her other boot. She felt like she had already used her knife somehow, but was unsure when... "I want your name... NOW..."

"I-I'm Henry," said the guy Delara thinks she saw for the third time already. She wasn't going to let him get away that easy this time. "Henry Stickmin..."

"Stickman?"

"N-n-no... StickMIN... As in... Uh... Minute?... M-m-minimum?... Um... Mitten?..."

"He's stuttering," she thought. Delara remembers him talking, but she can only remember him saying "sorry, toots" and he didn't stutter then. "Is he nervous or something? If so, why not and not prior? Nevermind that..."

"Listen up an' listen well, Stickmin," she started up again. "That diamond is mine, ya get? You're gonna hand it over or get a new asshole somewhere on your body."

As she was saying that, the two had moved closer to the wall of the stairs until the gun was against Henry's head and his back was against the wall. The only thing that kept the two apart was the diamond Henry was still carrying. The weight he had on his arms had shifted as he felt something brush against his fingers, but the diamond was now being pushed against his chest a little.

Henry did try to speak, but nothing would come out of his mouth...

Well... Nothing but a small noise that Delara was unsure of when she had pushed the diamond a little harder against him in a certain area of his body.

"What will it be, Henry? Will ya live ta see tomorra or will the sun never rise for you to see again?"

Henry sighed as he slowly let the diamond sit on the ground.

"T-t-the diamond is y-y-yours," he said while putting his hands in the air.

"Ya chose correctly, Stickman."

"St-Stickmin..."

"Sorry... Ya look just like my little girl's dead father," she said while putting the gun away. She wasn't lying at all; Henry Stickmin was pretty much an exact copy of Henry Stickman, the guy who assaulted her while she was in jail. "If we cross paths again, ya best not be like StickMAN, or else there will be a problem, ya get?"

Henry nodded as he watched her walk away with the diamond. Just as Delara finished calling The Toppats, he knocked her out cold and took the diamond from her.

When she woke up, she was in the apartment where her parents lived and her daughter was crying. A bruise was on her face causing Delara to race to her daughter's care. After a highly heated argument, Delara had left the apartment crying as she left her child in front of a door a few floors down with a note begging that her little butterfly is raised well and is in good hands.

She too had a note from The Toppats...

Dear Delara,

We are sorry to inform you that because you didn't complete the mission, you and your daughter can not join The Toppat Clan. We had left some money to your name, but we'll be keeping your hat in the vault. We will put it and your blueprints to good use. Thank you for your time and we wish you the best of luck in raising your little butterfly.

Sincerely, Reginald Copperbottom

"I... I have no one ta go to," she said as she exited the apartment building... She couldn't believe she lost to a look-a-like not once, not twice, but three times in a row... "My parents won't 'elp me... The Toppat Clan won't accept me into their clan... I 'ave no one ta go to fer help... Wait..."

She remembered her brother and how helpful he is to her even if they're on different sides of the fence when it comes to what was right and what was wrong. It felt like she was going to be a burden to him, but she had no other choice...

She had to turn to her brother who was in the government...

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Choose an ending from Infiltrating The Airship.

A) Rapidly Promoted Executive 🎩

B) Pure Blooded Thief 💎

C) Relentless Bounty Hunter (not sure how to do this one...) 📌

D) Government Supported Private Investigator 🎖

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