"Dum de dum." A grey eye peered around a corner as she watched a police officer's car zoom down the street. "Hmm, so trapping people in a mall is a good idea." She murmured to herself as she watched for any other sign of movement in the street. None, what-so-ever.
Sneaking around the corner a streetlamp showed the girl for who she was. Miatako, a well known thief around the city for always eluding the police. But the biggest mystery about Miatako was what she looked like. Since no one had ever seen her rob a place they didn't know what she looked like. But the only reason they knew that she existed because whenever she robbed a store, she wrote her name on the wall in black ink.
But the streetlamp showed her for whom she was, a cat-shifter. Her body was slim but underneath that appearance was tense muscles, awaiting the command to spring into action. Black hair streaked with white was chopped up around her shoulders, not in a neat manner as many would think. Her hair framed an oval face, tan with little scars that dotted the skin from past battles. Instead of having human ears, in their place were black cat ears with little plumes of white at the end. And to go with her ears she had a tail that was also black and sported a white plume at the end. Grey eyes with irises like a cat's glowed forth with an eerie light as she climbed up the light pole with ease. Grinning, she punched out the lamp, glass falling onto the concrete with a clink.
"Oh well, the town could get some new street lamps anyways." Sliding down the street lamp and onto the sidewalk that was now dark with only the moon's glow to give her guidance, she climbed up the Jewelry's store and onto the roof. On top was a glass window and peeking downwards into it she noticed a guard snoozing in front of a mini TV light.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk will they ever learn to actually give their guard coffee?" Smiling crookedly she used a metal lock pick and used it to open one of the many glass windows. Jumping downwards onto the floor below, her soft cat-like pads on the bottom of her feet made her fall silent. Taking a glance at the guard who made no signs of awareness she slipped over to the nearest counter and started her work.
Soon there wasn't a necklace left or diamond left for the store to own. Sighing at a job well done she took out a black marker and started to write on the wall. Miatako was scribbled on the wall, huffing at the sight of the guard she walked up to him and lifted his chin.
"Come on sugar, this is no time to take a nap. I want some action." The guard gurgled and blinked groggily around trying to see who that was but no one was there. Noticing the graffiti on the wall he clipped off his walky-talky and started to ask for the police. A cackle reached his ears from the rooftop windows and a shadow loomed there. But that was gone in the blink of an eye.
"Damn her…"He whispered to himself. Mia caught that but she didn't care, she didn't care about any insults anymore. Everything that was on her mind was connected to surviving in the cruel place that the world had become. Jumping onto the next building over carrying her sack of goodies she hummed quietly to herself until she reached the last rooftop on the block. Looking around waiting for someone to appear until a little noise behind her made her turn.
"Ello beautiful, what plunder do we have for me tonight?" A shady voice asked with the hint of tainted amusement. Mia frowned in spite of herself as she walked over to the figure. "Stop acting like you're a pirate Bishop. You could never stand the seas anyways." She growled as she threw the bag at his feet.
"Well aren't we touchy tonight? But I will not do anything about it since you have done a splendid job tonight." Reaching inside his pocket he pulled out a roll of bills and threw it at her. Catching it with one hand she counted it and grinned. "I will take my leave; the police will be scouring the area looking for me. Ta ta!" She said as she jumped down to the streets below. The man shook his head as he grasped the bag of goods. "A mystery." He whispered to himself as he walked down the stairs.
As she walked out of the shadows and back into the street lamps caress she was normal once more. Her cat-like appearance faded until only her eyes remained to keep her reminded of what she is. Dressed in casual attire she slipped out a diamond necklace and put it around her neck. It was too beautiful to give to that greasy dealer; she just had to keep it to herself.
Her apartment was by the ocean, she could already smell the salty air and the crisp tang of the unknown. The sound of crashing waves met her delicate ears as she opened up a battered door to a room that was like nothing on the outside. The inside was decorated in taste a small little bed was snug in a corner as a dresser stood next to it and beside that lay a desk with drawings and her flute with music sprawled all over it. In the other corner was a hallway that led to her kitchen and bathroom.
Grabbing a bottle of water out of the freezer she walked out of the back door and started to walk towards the ocean.
Sipping some of the water she began to think. And thinking for her was always depressing and sometimes made her furious. A dark beast sits in the back of her mind waiting for the right moment to dash all her hopes for a better life. Nobody would accept her if they knew who she truly was. She had to teach herself to hide her true self so that she could come up to people and not scare them to death. It made her angry that she couldn't be who she is. Society forced all misfits out but yet she wanted to rebel and say 'Hey why don't you guys come on down and life my life for a day!'
Shaking her head furiously she stopped that train of thought. All that would do would make her feel terrible and lost and those two feelings made her feel vulnerable and she could never be vulnerable. Sighing she ran her hand through her raven hued locks and took another sip but almost spat it out when she heard a cry.
"HELP! Please….help!" It got fainter and fainter. Mia looking around trying to find the source of the crying finally turned her eyes to the ocean. There off the shore was a little girl scrambling, trying to get her head above water.
'Crap' She told herself, looking at the water and then back at the little girl. She had a soft spot when it came to children. Mia herself gave flute lessons to children under the age of 12. But water was one of her weaknesses, she didn't hate it but she didn't care for it either. Growling and throwing away the water bottle harshly.
"I am going to kill who ever let that child walk around the beach at night." Grumbling to herself she ran towards the water and dived in. Coming up she started to swim towards the girl but it seemed that she got farther and farther away. Her limbs started to tire and the fear of water started to grip her heart but when she looked up she got a horrible sight. The child was struggling but it seemed that her weak little body had given up the struggle and she fell underneath the waves. Gasping she made herself dive under the water hoping to catch the girl before she was lost to the depths of the ocean.
Coming up for air again she made herself dive underneath the water. Finally a glimmer of hope she saw the child's hand slip into the darkness of the water and Mia swam faster towards it, the darkness enveloping her. Grasping the child's hand she tried to swim towards the surface of the water but the darkness would not let her go. Black blobs separated itself from the darkness and gripped her around the waist and started to reel her in like a fisherman does to a fish.
Struggling to get free but soon she had no air left for her lungs and the darkness overtook her and pulled her down. She became unconscious to everything around her to the grip on the child and to the change of the temperature in the water. All that she was aware of was that she was drowning. But was she really drowning?