This Inuyasha fan fiction is based on the movie The Thomas Crown Affair, I
hope you all enjoy it, for this is my first fan fiction because I don't
consider the other one that I wrote a fan fiction, it sucks. This will
have SOME of the same lines and plots as in the movie, but I must say... I
DON'T OWN THIS SOOO... I can't be taken away. Please comment my writing the
first chapter will be shorter than the others because I've never seen the
beginning of the movie; I have only heard a few things about the beginning
so bear with me here.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Inuyasha, just as I don't own a good Internet system... *pock* *pock* Enjoy!(
Art Museum in Chicago...
6:28pm... A young man walked in the room with a brief case and black bowler hat, he was wearing a black suit with a black bow tie and white under shirt. His hair was black and very long, although you couldn't tell very well from the way it was hidden under his hat. He stepped in front of a painting. It read, painted by Boro Van Ceria, a famous artist from Venice. The man unlocked his brief case and caused several papers to fall out, including a small black sphere. The sphere rolled underneath a small bench used to sit in front of paintings for pictures. The sphere opened immediately causing the room to become instantly hotter, heating to around ninety degrees. He bent over and began to collect the papers off the wood floor. The room continued to get warmer as the security light flickered; any temperature past ninety degrees would cause it to defuse for a few minutes. Although defused, the camera continued to record as the red light flashed by every second.
An alarm sounded from another room as three men tried to steal a hand- painted vase from Egypt. Steel doors began to close over the walls and glass casings. The man in the bowler hat looked around, he picked up the black sphere and ran out of the room clutching the brief case close to his chest. People fled from all directions trying to get out. The man slipped under the door to the outside before the steel doors closing on top of the entranceways could trap him in. He jumped in a car and drove off.
The police walked out of the room with three handcuffed men. The men wore black ski masks over their faces and they looked down at their feet, it almost seemed as they were smiling. The steel doors started to pull away as the men were haled in the police car. They sat down in the back seat and pulled off their masks as they were told to. A man ran out of the museum, he was the owner and he was a rather thin man with white wiry hair and thick glasses.
"POLICE! POLICE!" The people turned to look at the museum owners face as it turned pail. The man stopped and panted. His knees were shaking from anger and fear. He clenched his teeth and whipped his forehead with a handkerchief. "The painting painted by Boro Van Ceria has been stolen!"
The policemen stared at him with a confused look, "But that painting is at the other end of the museum, and these men have not been able to get their hands on anything..." The policemen looked at each other and picked up their speakers, "Headquarters? We better call in our best men to solve a painting theft."
A/N: I ALREADY TOLD YOU... THE FIRST CHAPTER WILL BE SHORT!!! IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHY, READ THE TOP PART LIKE YOUR SOUPOSED TO!!! P.S. Sorry for my bad spelling, I'm horrible in that subject...
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Inuyasha, just as I don't own a good Internet system... *pock* *pock* Enjoy!(
Art Museum in Chicago...
6:28pm... A young man walked in the room with a brief case and black bowler hat, he was wearing a black suit with a black bow tie and white under shirt. His hair was black and very long, although you couldn't tell very well from the way it was hidden under his hat. He stepped in front of a painting. It read, painted by Boro Van Ceria, a famous artist from Venice. The man unlocked his brief case and caused several papers to fall out, including a small black sphere. The sphere rolled underneath a small bench used to sit in front of paintings for pictures. The sphere opened immediately causing the room to become instantly hotter, heating to around ninety degrees. He bent over and began to collect the papers off the wood floor. The room continued to get warmer as the security light flickered; any temperature past ninety degrees would cause it to defuse for a few minutes. Although defused, the camera continued to record as the red light flashed by every second.
An alarm sounded from another room as three men tried to steal a hand- painted vase from Egypt. Steel doors began to close over the walls and glass casings. The man in the bowler hat looked around, he picked up the black sphere and ran out of the room clutching the brief case close to his chest. People fled from all directions trying to get out. The man slipped under the door to the outside before the steel doors closing on top of the entranceways could trap him in. He jumped in a car and drove off.
The police walked out of the room with three handcuffed men. The men wore black ski masks over their faces and they looked down at their feet, it almost seemed as they were smiling. The steel doors started to pull away as the men were haled in the police car. They sat down in the back seat and pulled off their masks as they were told to. A man ran out of the museum, he was the owner and he was a rather thin man with white wiry hair and thick glasses.
"POLICE! POLICE!" The people turned to look at the museum owners face as it turned pail. The man stopped and panted. His knees were shaking from anger and fear. He clenched his teeth and whipped his forehead with a handkerchief. "The painting painted by Boro Van Ceria has been stolen!"
The policemen stared at him with a confused look, "But that painting is at the other end of the museum, and these men have not been able to get their hands on anything..." The policemen looked at each other and picked up their speakers, "Headquarters? We better call in our best men to solve a painting theft."
A/N: I ALREADY TOLD YOU... THE FIRST CHAPTER WILL BE SHORT!!! IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHY, READ THE TOP PART LIKE YOUR SOUPOSED TO!!! P.S. Sorry for my bad spelling, I'm horrible in that subject...