Disclaimer- Okay, anything u recognize from the circle books, belongs to Tamora Pierce, anything you don't you can assume belongs to me.
NOTE- this fan fic is set when the circle mages are about sixteen.
Summary- this story is about a girl Amber who is a thief and an assassin. It's about her meeting Briar and falling for him, then meeting Sandry and getting similar feelings. NOTE: This story contains homosexuality (or bisexuality actually.)
Chapter One
Amber looked around; to make sure no one was watching, before walking into the bar.
The bar was fairly empty, seeing as it was ten thirty in the morning, and only contained a couple of old men drinking tea, and a young man standing at the bar as the bartender.
" 'Mornin' Amber." The bar tender said with a coy grin. "What can I get ya? Some juice, water, or maybe a nice cup a tea?" Amber snorted as she sat down on a stool at the bar. "Are you serious?" He laughed and shook his head. "Nah, I'm not. So…ale?" She nodded. "Ale." He got her a glass of ale and placed it in front of her. "Ya know, ye're th' only person I know, who drinks first thing in th' mornin'" She took a huge gulp of ale before replying. "It's not first thing in th' mornin'. I've bin up for hours." He laughed again, and admired her. Amber was 16 years old and as fiery as they came. She was a professional thief and assassin, if they paid enough, and was always on the job. She was also fairly attractive with long chestnut hair, which shimmered in the light, and had dark skin and large chocolate eyes.
She promptly finished her ale and set the cup down. "How much do I owe ya?" She asked the bartender.
"Just today or in total?" He asked, his tone light, but words serious. She laughed. "In total." "Ya serious? Think ya can pay it?" "Yep." She nodded enthusiastically. "Had a good day, yest'day." "Okay, that's two silver nobles and 10 coppers." " 'Ere." She dumped the money on the counter.
"Thank ya kindly, ma'am." He said, doing an interpretation of the old, kindly bartenders that they used to make fun of as kids. Amber smiled at the memories. She knew that they had both made big things with their lives. She became a professional thief, and a damn good one at that, while he became a bartender, and owner, to a bar, which hosted the best thieves in Summersea. And the best thieves make lots of money, and like to get drunk, so the bar makes lots of money.
"Thanks Jonas." She smiled to him. "I'll be back tonight. Hopefully richer." He laughed. "Seya Amber." She left the bar and headed down the street to the markets, where they were always lots of rich bags around to steal from.
Amber had a good morning in the markets. She stole three purses by midday and was feeling quite pleased with herself.
"Oh, look, we've got a thief." A male voice drawled near Amber.
"Actually two." She grinned and turned around. "Hey Dean." He laughed. "Hey girl, how's it goin'"? "Pretty good." Amber replied. "How bout you?" He shrugged. "Not bad." "I'll see ya tonight?" Amber asked, eying a nearby bag, who looked pretty rich.
Dean's eyes followed his gaze. "Yeah, babe, see ya tonight." He walked off in the opposite direction, as Amber went after the rich bag, she quickly caught up with him, and passed him, her hand getting his purse as she passed. But he was also quick it seemed, and his fingers caught her wrist.
"Gimme my wallet back." He said, his voice calm.
"What?" I don't know what ye talkin' bout." Amber said innocently.
"Don't bother lying." He told her, seemingly bored.
She glared at him, and in doing so realized how attractive he was. He had black hair, dark skin and seemed to be her age.
"Well?" He asked, ignoring her glare.
She sighed and handed him his purse. "Here. Sorry, it's just?" "What you do for a living?" He offered.
She nodded, surprised.
"It's okay." He told her. "I used to do the same." She looked at him, her surprise growing. "You? A thief? But ye're a ba?er…rich person." He laughed at her slip of the tongue. "I was a thief, but I was to have magic, so I became a mage." She nodded, understanding. This lead to a silence.
"Oh, I'm Amber." She said, breaking the silence.
"Briar." He said, as if suddenly remembering manners.
"Nice meetin' ya." She said, and felt her wrist tingling with warmth where his hand still held her. "Uh…could ya let go of me wrist now?" She asked, almost wishing he wouldn't, but she had to get back to 'work'.
He looked at his hand and blushed, releasing her wrist. "I'll see you about." She nodded and walked off thinking to herself, Briar. God he's hot. Then cursing herself for getting her mind off her work.
"Well, well, well. Look whose here." Dean said, sitting down next to Amber, putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Hey." Amber smiled.
"Hey," Dean smiled. "How's the view been?" Since Amber had told Dean that she felt that burning desire for both men and women, they had checked out the girls in the bar together. It was fun, and they'd been doing it together, and sometimes Jonas even joined in during less busy hours of the night.
"Well," Amber looked at her almost empty beer glass. "Nope, nothing sexy at the bottom of my glass." Dean shoved her, teasingly. "No, seriously." "Ok." Amber's eyes scouted the room. "How bout her." She pointed to a cute blonde, who was wearing a short dress, which showed quite a bit of leg and cleavage.
"Nah." Dean said. "I tried her, she's a whore." "Oh." Amber said. "What's your point? Had a bad day's work today, coz I can lend you money if you want." "No, I don't." Dean said, looking dignified. "Just because I make a dirty living doesn't mean I don't want pure love. I want a girl to be with me because she likes me, not because she likes my money.
"Yeah." Amber said. "But that's never stopped you before." "True." Jonas said, entering the conversation as he refilled Amber's glass.
"Thanks luv." She said as he gave her his drink.
"Well, ok. I may have made mistakes in the past, but I don't want to make them again." "Mistakes?" Amber asked, lifting her eyebrows in shock. "You were even sober at the time, darl." He glared at her venomously. "Ok, fine. They were always hot. But now, I want some true love, that doesn't involve much money." "Okay, babe." Amber said. "Let's look." "She's cute." Jonas said, as the bar had grown quite for a bit and he came to join them. The girl he pointed to wasn't as cute as the blonde, but she was okay, with long, brown hair and a cute blue dress on.
"Ye know. I've bin considering her." Dean said.
"Oh my god, look at him." Amber pointed as she caught sight of Briar and felt he heart flutter at the sight of him.
"Him?" Dean said, questioningly.
"Yeah." Amber said. "What do you think?" "Well," Dean studied the boy. "He's okay." "Okay? Just Okay?" Amber asked in disbelief. "He's fucking hot." "Wow." Jonas said. "I've never heard you talk about someone so strongly." "Yeah, girl." Dean added. "Go talk to him." Amber blushed warmly. "Okay," she said, once she had her blush under control.
She went over to Briar. "Hey." He turned to her and smiled. "Hey, I didn't expect you to be here." She laughed. "If you don't expect to see a thief, then you're in the wrong bar." "Really?" He asked her, surprisingly interested.
She nodded vigorously. "Yep. This bar is made for thieves, murderers and whores." "Should I feel threatened?" he asked jokingly.
She seriously considered this, then replied. "Only if you've got a purse." Coincidently at that minute a man walked past, bumping Briar as he went.
"Hey," Amber said, loudly to the man.
He turned. "What is it sugar?" She realized that she recognized him, as another thief. They had gotten on pretty well, and he was a pretty good friend at the time.
"Hey, Amber." He said, his face forming a huge smile. "What's happening girl?" She shrugged. "Ye know, the usual business. Anyway can you give my friend his purse back?" The man looked shocked. "Of course, but only coz its you, luv. Tell him to be more careful." As he walked away, Briar looked at her with his eyebrows up near his hairline.
"What was that?" Briar asked.
She blushed and handed him his purse back. "Just another friend from the biz. Y'know." He smiled at her. "You are an interesting girl." She smiled and asked if he wanted to sit down. They sat down, had some drinks, and then Briar said he should head back to winding circle, where he lived. She decided to walk him to his cart.
"Well, I had fun tonight." He said, awkwardly.
She grinned. "Me too." "Well…er…what are you doing tomorrow?" Briar asked.
She shrugged. "Work, other than that nuthin." He smiled. "want to meet me at the fountain, say midday?" She nodded. "Sure." He gave her one more smile before getting in the cart and leaving Amber to walk back to the bar in utter bliss.
A/N: Okay, people that's the first chapter. I've edited it a bit, but I think it will suit tha story betta this way. Please tell me what u think in a lovely review. If u review I will love u 4eva. All I would like to know what everyone thinks of this story so far, coz if u all hate it I won't continue.
NOTE- this fan fic is set when the circle mages are about sixteen.
Summary- this story is about a girl Amber who is a thief and an assassin. It's about her meeting Briar and falling for him, then meeting Sandry and getting similar feelings. NOTE: This story contains homosexuality (or bisexuality actually.)
Chapter One
Amber looked around; to make sure no one was watching, before walking into the bar.
The bar was fairly empty, seeing as it was ten thirty in the morning, and only contained a couple of old men drinking tea, and a young man standing at the bar as the bartender.
" 'Mornin' Amber." The bar tender said with a coy grin. "What can I get ya? Some juice, water, or maybe a nice cup a tea?" Amber snorted as she sat down on a stool at the bar. "Are you serious?" He laughed and shook his head. "Nah, I'm not. So…ale?" She nodded. "Ale." He got her a glass of ale and placed it in front of her. "Ya know, ye're th' only person I know, who drinks first thing in th' mornin'" She took a huge gulp of ale before replying. "It's not first thing in th' mornin'. I've bin up for hours." He laughed again, and admired her. Amber was 16 years old and as fiery as they came. She was a professional thief and assassin, if they paid enough, and was always on the job. She was also fairly attractive with long chestnut hair, which shimmered in the light, and had dark skin and large chocolate eyes.
She promptly finished her ale and set the cup down. "How much do I owe ya?" She asked the bartender.
"Just today or in total?" He asked, his tone light, but words serious. She laughed. "In total." "Ya serious? Think ya can pay it?" "Yep." She nodded enthusiastically. "Had a good day, yest'day." "Okay, that's two silver nobles and 10 coppers." " 'Ere." She dumped the money on the counter.
"Thank ya kindly, ma'am." He said, doing an interpretation of the old, kindly bartenders that they used to make fun of as kids. Amber smiled at the memories. She knew that they had both made big things with their lives. She became a professional thief, and a damn good one at that, while he became a bartender, and owner, to a bar, which hosted the best thieves in Summersea. And the best thieves make lots of money, and like to get drunk, so the bar makes lots of money.
"Thanks Jonas." She smiled to him. "I'll be back tonight. Hopefully richer." He laughed. "Seya Amber." She left the bar and headed down the street to the markets, where they were always lots of rich bags around to steal from.
Amber had a good morning in the markets. She stole three purses by midday and was feeling quite pleased with herself.
"Oh, look, we've got a thief." A male voice drawled near Amber.
"Actually two." She grinned and turned around. "Hey Dean." He laughed. "Hey girl, how's it goin'"? "Pretty good." Amber replied. "How bout you?" He shrugged. "Not bad." "I'll see ya tonight?" Amber asked, eying a nearby bag, who looked pretty rich.
Dean's eyes followed his gaze. "Yeah, babe, see ya tonight." He walked off in the opposite direction, as Amber went after the rich bag, she quickly caught up with him, and passed him, her hand getting his purse as she passed. But he was also quick it seemed, and his fingers caught her wrist.
"Gimme my wallet back." He said, his voice calm.
"What?" I don't know what ye talkin' bout." Amber said innocently.
"Don't bother lying." He told her, seemingly bored.
She glared at him, and in doing so realized how attractive he was. He had black hair, dark skin and seemed to be her age.
"Well?" He asked, ignoring her glare.
She sighed and handed him his purse. "Here. Sorry, it's just?" "What you do for a living?" He offered.
She nodded, surprised.
"It's okay." He told her. "I used to do the same." She looked at him, her surprise growing. "You? A thief? But ye're a ba?er…rich person." He laughed at her slip of the tongue. "I was a thief, but I was to have magic, so I became a mage." She nodded, understanding. This lead to a silence.
"Oh, I'm Amber." She said, breaking the silence.
"Briar." He said, as if suddenly remembering manners.
"Nice meetin' ya." She said, and felt her wrist tingling with warmth where his hand still held her. "Uh…could ya let go of me wrist now?" She asked, almost wishing he wouldn't, but she had to get back to 'work'.
He looked at his hand and blushed, releasing her wrist. "I'll see you about." She nodded and walked off thinking to herself, Briar. God he's hot. Then cursing herself for getting her mind off her work.
"Well, well, well. Look whose here." Dean said, sitting down next to Amber, putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Hey." Amber smiled.
"Hey," Dean smiled. "How's the view been?" Since Amber had told Dean that she felt that burning desire for both men and women, they had checked out the girls in the bar together. It was fun, and they'd been doing it together, and sometimes Jonas even joined in during less busy hours of the night.
"Well," Amber looked at her almost empty beer glass. "Nope, nothing sexy at the bottom of my glass." Dean shoved her, teasingly. "No, seriously." "Ok." Amber's eyes scouted the room. "How bout her." She pointed to a cute blonde, who was wearing a short dress, which showed quite a bit of leg and cleavage.
"Nah." Dean said. "I tried her, she's a whore." "Oh." Amber said. "What's your point? Had a bad day's work today, coz I can lend you money if you want." "No, I don't." Dean said, looking dignified. "Just because I make a dirty living doesn't mean I don't want pure love. I want a girl to be with me because she likes me, not because she likes my money.
"Yeah." Amber said. "But that's never stopped you before." "True." Jonas said, entering the conversation as he refilled Amber's glass.
"Thanks luv." She said as he gave her his drink.
"Well, ok. I may have made mistakes in the past, but I don't want to make them again." "Mistakes?" Amber asked, lifting her eyebrows in shock. "You were even sober at the time, darl." He glared at her venomously. "Ok, fine. They were always hot. But now, I want some true love, that doesn't involve much money." "Okay, babe." Amber said. "Let's look." "She's cute." Jonas said, as the bar had grown quite for a bit and he came to join them. The girl he pointed to wasn't as cute as the blonde, but she was okay, with long, brown hair and a cute blue dress on.
"Ye know. I've bin considering her." Dean said.
"Oh my god, look at him." Amber pointed as she caught sight of Briar and felt he heart flutter at the sight of him.
"Him?" Dean said, questioningly.
"Yeah." Amber said. "What do you think?" "Well," Dean studied the boy. "He's okay." "Okay? Just Okay?" Amber asked in disbelief. "He's fucking hot." "Wow." Jonas said. "I've never heard you talk about someone so strongly." "Yeah, girl." Dean added. "Go talk to him." Amber blushed warmly. "Okay," she said, once she had her blush under control.
She went over to Briar. "Hey." He turned to her and smiled. "Hey, I didn't expect you to be here." She laughed. "If you don't expect to see a thief, then you're in the wrong bar." "Really?" He asked her, surprisingly interested.
She nodded vigorously. "Yep. This bar is made for thieves, murderers and whores." "Should I feel threatened?" he asked jokingly.
She seriously considered this, then replied. "Only if you've got a purse." Coincidently at that minute a man walked past, bumping Briar as he went.
"Hey," Amber said, loudly to the man.
He turned. "What is it sugar?" She realized that she recognized him, as another thief. They had gotten on pretty well, and he was a pretty good friend at the time.
"Hey, Amber." He said, his face forming a huge smile. "What's happening girl?" She shrugged. "Ye know, the usual business. Anyway can you give my friend his purse back?" The man looked shocked. "Of course, but only coz its you, luv. Tell him to be more careful." As he walked away, Briar looked at her with his eyebrows up near his hairline.
"What was that?" Briar asked.
She blushed and handed him his purse back. "Just another friend from the biz. Y'know." He smiled at her. "You are an interesting girl." She smiled and asked if he wanted to sit down. They sat down, had some drinks, and then Briar said he should head back to winding circle, where he lived. She decided to walk him to his cart.
"Well, I had fun tonight." He said, awkwardly.
She grinned. "Me too." "Well…er…what are you doing tomorrow?" Briar asked.
She shrugged. "Work, other than that nuthin." He smiled. "want to meet me at the fountain, say midday?" She nodded. "Sure." He gave her one more smile before getting in the cart and leaving Amber to walk back to the bar in utter bliss.
A/N: Okay, people that's the first chapter. I've edited it a bit, but I think it will suit tha story betta this way. Please tell me what u think in a lovely review. If u review I will love u 4eva. All I would like to know what everyone thinks of this story so far, coz if u all hate it I won't continue.
