The New Thief
Tiryn: This is my first fanfic about the Thief Lord, so I hope it doesn't suck. Read and enjoy ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own anybody or thing of Thief Lord. I give that credit to Cornelia Funk. I only own a few characters in here. Thanks ^-^
Prologue
The Beginning
My feet slap hard on the concrete of the beautiful city of Venice. The light of the full moon illuminated my path as I run, giving me faith and hope that I will survive this retched state that I am in. Scars cross all of my back and body. The pain is relentless, but I keep moving. I must escape them so I can hopefully start my new life. I may be sixteen, but several years of torture that came from my own father gave me enough reason to run away from him. I carry my bag full of essentials, things that I hope will someday will be useful. Even my knife would help me relieve the pain.
I have been gone from my father for a few days yet he has not send out anybody to get me. He's mostly drunk, so he won't notice until he comes back home for another attempt at raping me. Don't believe me? Meet him yourself and you'll know what I mean. I spot a huge trash bag area in front of the once-famous theater, The Stella. This I would take for shelter, and hopefully nobody will find me tonight.
Hopefully. That single word, for me, would be the line between life and death. It's all very crucial for me, so I won't bother to explain.
I feel my eyelids begin to collapse on me, so I quickly move to the back of the pile and move them around to make myself comfortable. I lay down and use my bag for a pillow. My eyes slowly close and tonight, I hear no screams from me or anybody. It is finally peaceful.
'Peace at last...' I thought before darkness overtook my tired state.
The girl was asleep on top of bags at midnight with the full moon shining on her lovingly. The peace surrounded her and her dreams, finally to be away from the pain and torture that she has received since her saint of a mother died on the fateful night of her birthday. But what this wild girl does not know, is that she is in a world full of thieves, love, treachery, and sadness.
The night is young and her life subtle, but that doesn't mean that this girl won't fall into this dangerous world.
In fact, it is the exact opposite for this young girl of sixteen.
Let the adventure begin.
Tiryn: I'm actually proud of myself. This turned out better than I thought. Please review and give me any advice that I can possibly use. Thanks ^^