I was watching the Disney movie 'Robin Hood' (Because I have no social life) :D and just needed to write this story. Enjoy
A black figure stood on top of one of the highest apartment buildings in London. He wore a black hoodie with sunglasses and a bandanna around his mouth and nose so that if someone was to get too close they would still not be able to see his face.
He looked down at the streets below, It was 10:05 PM No one from the street would see him in his black costume. He blended into the night.
He stood for 5 more minutes just listening to the sounds below him, car horns, alarms, people shouting.
It was a busy Friday night and almost everyone in the city were out partying or just getting drunk because it was the weekend.
It was the perfect time for him to strike, His target; Bill Barrett, was out celebrating a huge deal he had made at work. He would be gone for most the night foolishly spending the money he didn't deserve.
The body in the dark clothing made his move, he secured his grappling hook and began abseiling down to the apartment he was looking for.
He landed gracefully on the balcony and made his way over to the glass door.
He could have easy smashed his way in, but he considered himself a professional, he wasn't stupid. This guy was rich enough to go out every night, he could easy invest in a decent security system.
He wasn't taking any chances, the man took out a small lock picking box and quickly found his way inside the fancy flat.
The job wasn't over yet, The man in black took a small sack from his bag and began looking around for anything worth taking.
In 10 minutes he had gathered over £350, some jewellery, and small electronics. He had no idea why someone would be dumb enough to keep that amount of money just lying around the place.
He wasn't complaining, The dumber they are; the easier his job becomes.
He finished by leaving a sticky note on the fridge, he smiled before retrieving his grappling hook and leaping away towards the next place of business.
Bill Barrett stumbled into his apartment, he was drinking heavily and didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.
The man in black that had robbed him earlier that night was a very tidy worker, he never trashed a place, people wouldn't even know they had been robbed until they couldn't find anything.
Bill's night wasn't done, he swayed over to the fridge to get a beer, He open it and before going to sit on his £2000 leather couch he notice the note on it.
He place his beer on the counter and held the note close so he could read it.
the note read...
'Thanks for your donation'
RH.
"Amber look!" Mara said as she showed the paper to her friend.
"What?" She asked.
"That guy robbed 3 more apartments last night" Mara said "He targeting the very rich and wealthy" Mara explained.
"Well of course he is, What's the point in stealing from the poor, they've got nothing worth stealing" Amber said as she appealed some lip gloss to her lips "Have they come up with a name for him?"
"People are calling him the modern-day Robin Hood" Mara said "The papers are calling him 'Robin Hoodie'"
"Oh I get it" Amber smiled before turning back to the mirror "He better not rob me."
"I'm sure you'll be fine" Mara laughed.
Amber and Mara were best friends, Amber's dad was very rich, and Mara...she wasn't as rich as others but with both her parents being athletes she wasn't exactly poor.
"Jerome!" Alfie said as he climbed to the top of the tree house.
"Hey Alf, What's up?" Jerome replied.
"Have you seen the paper?" Alfie asked in excitement as he held the paper in his hands.
"Seeing as I can't afford to buy the paper, no I haven't" Jerome said as he plopped down on the small mattress in the tree house "Why, what's up."
"Nothing much just the small fact that YOU MADE THE FRONT PAGE! ! ! !" Alfie screamed with a smile.
Jerome took the paper from Alfie and read it aloud "Robin Hoodie?" Jerome raised an eyebrow.
"That's what everyone is calling you, you're famous!"
"I'm an outlaw" Jerome corrected.
Alfie Lewis was the only one in the world that know who Jerome was.
Alfie was Jerome's only friend, and they had been friends since they were eight years old.
Jerome's parents had abandoned him, and he lived on the streets from a young age.
He was never really educated but he wasn't stupid, he built a tree house in the woods near Alfie's house, and he would fill it with what ever he could get, such as the old mattress he found at a near by dump, it was still usable. Jerome couldn't see how people could just throw something away, even if it's not broken. Jerome never bought anything for himself with the money he stole, he sold everything and gave the money to the homeless or some charities.
He had no family, no home, no job. He lived in the tree house and begged for money from strangers. He was skilled in Parkour, this made climbing and jumping from building to building easy, he was also fairly skilled at archery and hand to hand combat.
Sometimes he wished he had a family and a house to go to every night, a warm bed to sleep in and a place to get probably cleaned up, but this was his life, he was the modern-day Robin Hood...
I hope you liked it :)
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