Thieving the [Im]Possible


Suspicions roused when the greatest thief of all time halted in activity. It baffled the agency; there was no last major thievery that could have prompted her sudden leave. There was nothing that flashed 'this is the final one' nor did any of the recent thefts match with her style and behavior.

Branches of the federal forces were on guard with raised hackles. Speculations arose that some diabolical plotting among the high ranking criminals, vandals, and villains would give way to an all out attempt to succeed in the most devious theft that would surpass any ever conceived of.

Rumors spread that she had met her match in a last ditch effort to solidify her status in the criminalistic hierarchy. Some inferred that she had left in her boredom of never being apprehended. Most wondered, "Where on earth did she go?"


She had arrived at Go City, of all places. It was nothing exceedingly extravagant or tropical as she would have liked, but it was commonplace. And in all places she could be at in the city, she was sitting at a small table in the corner of the café's balcony.

The criminal mastermind had originally entered the quaint local café to observe her potential enemy, but she found she was enjoying her time drinking a hazelnut and pumpkin spiced espresso while occasionally watching her target. It wasn't often that she could merely relax without worrying that an agent would crash down the doors, so this was a welcome change in routine.

Scarlet painted lips paused at the edge of the intricate glass of her cup as she glanced around at her surroundings from underneath her fedora. Up on the balcony, excluding herself and her target, were: a pair of infatuated couples, one trio of high school teenagers, two long-faced lonely occupants, a group of fast talking burly businessmen, and two extremely cute waitresses. A small smirk crossed her features - she would have to get their numbers before leaving.

Satisfied that there was nothing out of the ordinary, her dark cerulean eyes returned to the woman, a Go University student peering down at her books, sitting at her own table precisely twenty four steps away at a thirty seven degree angle from where the thief was positioned. So this was one the legendary pains in the rear of criminals all across the globe? Impressive.

Her eyes glimpsed across the woman's form, appreciating every curve and muscle hidden beneath the dark green turtleneck and slim tan pants. The hair was of an exceptional color of both pale orange and shades of red. It reminded her somewhat of a gorgeous fox's autumn coat. Alas, the red haired vixen was the prey for today.

A frown swept upon the thief's mouth – she wasn't able to see the color of the woman's eyes from this far away. They were perhaps a hazel or some kind of exotic pigment, such as a light violet. It wouldn't surprise her if the eyes were…it would suit the woman's aura.

The infamous criminal glanced a bit further down the woman's stature before bringing her attention back to her prey's facial features. She was, indeed, quite beautiful. "How amusing that most beautiful women turn out to be the most dangerous,"she silently mused. It would be such a shame if they had to cross paths under unfortunate circumstances.

Tipping her head downwards to glance into what remained of her espresso, she was almost saddened that the delectable beverage was gone. And with that, so was her time observing her subject of interest. The café should be grateful – she was in a gracing mood enough not to kidnap a waitress and demand for them to make her another one.

Another glimpse from underneath her voluminous black hair and fedora was directed towards the woman, whom of which was still unaware that she was being watched the whole time. As for the waitresses…she would have to come back another time when there wasn't another distraction. Bidding them a silent adieu, the thief casually walked towards the exit from the balcony.

"We will meet again, Miss Possible."


Author's Notes~

A bit too short for my tastes, being for my first fanfiction.
Think of it as an introductory chapter, mmyes?
Criticism and reviews would be highly appreciated.

Hmm..I wonder who this mysterious thief is, eh?