I do not own "Thief Lord", neither the book nor the movie. I'm not making any money of this. Inspired by Tinkerbell191234's "Thief Lord"-video "Te Siento"
Prologue
"STOP!"
Hornet froze. Max Hartlieb had seized Ida's gun, pointed it at the children. Cold fear clawed at her heart, she didn't dare to breathe. She gripped Bo harder and felt his little body against her own. Would he...?
"It doesn't work!" Bo exclaimed happily, and Hornet couldn't help but smile. Little Bo. Nothing ever scared him.
"Oh, really?" Hartlieb demanded sourly. He pulled the trigger; the sound of the hammer hitting the empty chamber echoed around the silent room.
He smiled, sourly again, and was about to speak as a deafening shot was heard. Hornet gasped, cried out, as Prosper let out a soft gasp of surprise, crumbled, staggered against the wall. Someone was screaming, she didn't know who, it could even have been her, Bo tore himself from her grasp, but she was right behind him, dropped to her knees at Prosper's side.
"Prop!" she cried, hastily taking his hand, stroking over his hair.
"Prop, are you alright? Prop!" Bo shook his brother's shoulder frantically.
Why isn't anyone taking Bo away? she thought, clawing at Prosper's sweatshirt. Blood covered her hands, his blood, it was on his chest, his hands, the corner of his mouth. His eyes were clouding over, but his hand was stretched out, reaching for someone or something, but before Bo or Hornet could take it, it slumped lifelessly onto the marble floor.
With an angry yell, Mosca slammed into Hartlieb, his fists raining down onto the man's face. Esther Hartlieb was starring at Prosper's still body.
"Now look what you've done, you stupid child!" she screamed at Bo, but before Hornet could react, a young man appeared in the doorway. He made towards Mosca, started as he saw the lifeless body, dropped down next to her.
"What happened?" he demanded, his voice shaking, "What's wrong? Prosper?"
Bo was screaming now, his hands pressed onto his ears, screaming as if he himself had been shot. Hornet saw Ida and Victor appearing in the doorway, but she didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore.
It was over.
Her vision blurred as tears rolled down her face. The last thing she remembered was the young man's arm around her waist as she fell, seemingly for a lifetime, into the darkness.