AN- Ok so I am really bored right now so I decided to make an Alex Rider fanfic. This is my first time trying to write a fanfic for the Alex Rider series so be nice:D
Disclaimer- I do not own Alex or any others of Anthony Horowitz's characters. (No matter how much I want to)
Chapter 1: The Prince of Thieves
A dark figure ran down the streets. People protested and gave snide comments when they got pushed out of the way but the figure didn't care and just kept running. In this part of America you had to be rude and forceful to get what you want. Other wise people just walked all over you. The figure wore loose baggy jeans and a hooded sweatshirt. The hood was up so you could not see its face. The hooded figure turned into an ally way and jumped a few fences, every now and then looking behind to see if anyone was following. Slowly the figure started to slow down to a walk as they neared the familiar apartment building.
Walking in it looked like a dump. There was trash everywhere and if you knew where to look you would find thousands of rats hiding out. The hooded figure kept walking until they came to a room. Using a lock pick skillfully the figure got in easily.
"Hey! So the mighty Prince of Thieves has returned!" Came a voice when the mysterious person walked in. On an old couch that was brown (which wasn't its original color) sat a young man. He was smiling. He had dark brown hair and green eyes that looked innocent. His whole left arm was covered in tattoos each having their own story. "Get anything good?" He asked the figure.
The Prince of Thieves shrugged and pulled out a bag from under his sweatshirt. He pulled out the object in the bag and held it up in the light. The young mans eyes widened. The object sparkled sending dances of light everywhere.
"Th-that's," The young man started. "That's a real diamond!! How did you manage to get one that big?"
The prince of thieves shrugged and turned on the broken old television set in the corner of the room. The news came up and it showed a jewelry store with yellow tape all around it. "Today the cities National Jewelers got robbed." The announcer spoke. Policemen were walking in and out of the picture taking photographs and talking to the store manager. "One of their clients diamonds seemed to be missing from what reports show. The diamond was going to be put in a museum and had been brought to the jewelers to get cleaned…" The announcer went on.
The Prince put the diamond back in the bag and went over to an air vent. He pulled out the screws, removed the grate, and placed the bag into the pile of other loot.
"I can't believe it! That's amazing!" The young man on the couch exclaimed.
"What is Kino?" Another young man walked into the apartment. He had dark black hair and light brown eyes. He wore a long trench coat that hid stolen watches and necklaces. Some days he would come back grim not having sold any. But most often they had been replaced with cash.
"It was incredible Ace! Look what the Princy had snatched!" Kino pointed to the television that now showed a picture of the diamond.
"Did you really get that?" The young man with black hair asked narrowing his eyes.
The Prince nodded and crossed his arms.
"Don't you ever say anything?" The black haired young man asked annoyed.
The Prince shrugged and Kino laughed. "That's the Prince for ya! Man of few words." He stopped when he saw the black haired mans face. "Oh come on Ace! As long as he is bringing in the goods right?"
The sound of the announcer's voice droned on in the background. "Police suspect that this is the doings of the mysterious Prince of Thieves. He has been on a roll lately hitting one major store after another. Some say he is unstoppable and others just want them out of their lives for good. Police though, have trouble identifying the juvenile delinquent since no one has actually gotten a good picture of his face-" Ace had suddenly stood up and turned off the television. Sounds of sirens rang through the stillness. The three waited patiently for the noise to pass but it didn't. The look on Kino's face was complete horror. Had they followed the Prince to their hide out?
Police knocked on the door demanding for it to open or they will break through. After a few minutes of no answer they broke down the door but when they looked around there was no one to be seen. A window was left open and a breeze blew the shutters.
Running down the street once more ran the Prince of Thieves. They had all split up and decided to meet back at their usual meeting place. Running down ally after ally the Prince could not seem to shake the cops off his tail. He ran desperately trying to find some place to hide.
Thinking that he finally made it to safety the sound of sirens was heard behind him again. Wow today was just not his day. Well time to move on to plan B. He thought. Running in another ally he started quickly undressing. He pulled off his hood to reveal a black trucker cap. On it was the words: Bad Boy. A gust of wind blew and the hat flew off disappearing somewhere behind the Prince. The Prince pulled off the sweatshirt and now there was no longer a dirty young man standing in all black. No, it was now a girl with light brown hair that fell down over her shoulders. She looked no older than 14. She took the sweatshirt and threw it in one of the nearest dumpsters. She wore a tight black undershirt but kept the baggy jeans on. She continued running down the ally. Her breath was slow and even. She was used to running many miles and got into the rhythm quickly.
Footsteps could be heard behind her. Trying to run a little faster she started to gain some distance between them.
"Damn." She said under her breath and stopping abruptly. In front of her was a brick wall about twenty feet tall. She looked around wildly looking for something that would help her.
The footsteps were getting louder now and she acted quickly.
The group of cops that had been chasing her looked around confused. "I could have sworn he had come down this way…" One of them said.
"Urrggg! You idiot!! He could have gotten farther away by now! And you lead us down a dead end!" Another said infuriated. The sound of footsteps leaving could be heard and it wasn't until the girl was sure they had left did she dare move. She threw a bag of trash that had been covering away from her. Her hiding place had smelt horrible and she didn't doubt she smelt like trash too. She walked slowly out of the alleyway waiting at any moment for an ambush, but it never came. She sighed in relief and tried her best to fix her hair. It was in knots and fell in her face so she gave up and continued to walk. She just wanted to get out of there as fast as she could. Not many people gave much attention to her and occasionally someone would cringe from her scent. Other than that she seemed fine and in the clearing.
"Hey stop right there!" A call sounded behind her. The girl turned around to see a cop running her way. "Well crap." She said silently and turned only to see another cop standing just a few feet away on her other side.
- Ok so the first chapter doesn't have much of Alex or MI6 in it but don't worry its coming. I just needed to start the story out telling the story of the girl first…so yeah.