Dark Pursuesion
Chapter 1
As usual, the streets were empty, and the marauders of the night took charge of them at this time in this town. Theives hide behind corners, waiting for an unweary damsel with much wanted glitering prizes to fall prey to them. Only those who were physically strong and cocky roamed the streets at this time, while others found it safe in their warm, secure houses. The night was unusually warm and comfortable. A thief impatiently waited for someone to pass by his hideing place. He continously sighed and began to play with his knife by flipping it around, that is until he heard a sound echoing in the distance. The thief's long, pointed ears had just picked up the sound of foot steps and was now filled with complete satisfaction and excitment.
"Finally," He whispered.
He crouched in the darkness of the alley and waited for his next victum to pass by. Unluckyly though, he found that his victum was too far from him, yet, he still planned on pursueing the person anyways. He studied the woman closely. To him, and to probably everyone else, the woman looked every plain. She was tall, wore a long gray dress, a long black clothe was tied around her waist. The thief couldn't see the woman's face, since she wore a black hood to block out anyone's eyes from seeing her face. Wild green hair dangled out of the hood and whipped about from the wind. She angrly murmured to herself as she tried to keep her hair from whipping her face.
At first the theif thought that maybe this woman may not be the type of prey he intended her to be... until he spotted the medium sized pouch around the woman's shoulder.
"Hmmm..." He hummed. "Wonder what could be in there..."
He swiftly began to make his way to the otherside of the street. The woman quickly turned around, but found nothing to be there. The only things that she saw was pieces of crumbled paper and dead leaves rolling and flying around the streets. She narrowed her bright red eyes, turned around, and continued to walk through the dark, deserted streets. The thief hid himself in a dark corner, noting himself on the red eyes the woman had.
"Definately not human..." He whispered, pulling his knife out of his pocket. "Hopefully this won't be so difficult."
The woman seemed to be somewhat in hurry, for that she was walking quickly. Possibly looking for an Inn to settle in for the night.The thief had to act quick since the Inn was about 300ft away from the woman and she was headed in the direction of the Inn. The thief thought that the only way he could get the pouch from her now is if he mugged the woman on the spot. He silently dashed out of the darkness at the woman from behind, not knowing what kind of danger he was about to stand up against.
Before he could reach her, the woman spun around and unsheathed her sword. The thief fell backwards, surprised. The woman walked closer to the thief as he scooched back away from her. He couldn't help but stare at her firey red eyes as she stared back at him.
"Foolish," Her voice echoed. "Foolish that you dared to even attempt stealing from me."
The thief looked somewhat bewildered when he heard the woman's voice.
"....A Deku?" He whispered to himself.
"What's wrong with me being a Deku?" She harshly responed.
"N-nothing! I just never thought that you where a Deku."
"What did you think I was?"
The thief backed into a building, still staring into the Deku's eyes.
"Answer my question." The Deku demained.
The theif studdered, "I-I-I-I-"
The Deku walked closer to the theif in an agressive way and touches the theif's neck with her sword.
"I said answer my question." She muttered "and answer it now... or you may never see the break of day or the shadows of the night ever again."
The thief began to breathe heavily out of fear.
"Pl-please! Don't kill me..." The thief pleaded.
"Why shouldn't I?" The Deku questioned. "If I kill you no one would care since you're a filthy thief."
"Please..." The thief began to cry. "Have some pity for me... what would you do if you had no money of possessions of your own? What if you can't even afford a decent meal? Do you think I really enjoy this?! This is the only way I can survive in this dark, cruel world...."
The Deku remained silent, her sword still pointed at the thief's neck. The thief thought he was done for and his weeping increased. The Deku's right eye lid quivered, and she withdrew the sword away from the thief's neck and sheathed it. The thief looked up at the Deku, sniffling.
"Go..." She muttered. "Now..."
The thief sit there, surprised and somewhat relieved.
"Th-Thank you so-"
"I SAID GO!"
At that being said, she unsheathed her sword again and swung it angrly at the thief, making him run off into the darkness of an alley. The Deku stood there, holding on to her sword firmly, breathing hard. A tear rolled down the Deku's cheek and she whispered, "How would you feel if you cannot even remember your past?"
Chapter 1
As usual, the streets were empty, and the marauders of the night took charge of them at this time in this town. Theives hide behind corners, waiting for an unweary damsel with much wanted glitering prizes to fall prey to them. Only those who were physically strong and cocky roamed the streets at this time, while others found it safe in their warm, secure houses. The night was unusually warm and comfortable. A thief impatiently waited for someone to pass by his hideing place. He continously sighed and began to play with his knife by flipping it around, that is until he heard a sound echoing in the distance. The thief's long, pointed ears had just picked up the sound of foot steps and was now filled with complete satisfaction and excitment.
"Finally," He whispered.
He crouched in the darkness of the alley and waited for his next victum to pass by. Unluckyly though, he found that his victum was too far from him, yet, he still planned on pursueing the person anyways. He studied the woman closely. To him, and to probably everyone else, the woman looked every plain. She was tall, wore a long gray dress, a long black clothe was tied around her waist. The thief couldn't see the woman's face, since she wore a black hood to block out anyone's eyes from seeing her face. Wild green hair dangled out of the hood and whipped about from the wind. She angrly murmured to herself as she tried to keep her hair from whipping her face.
At first the theif thought that maybe this woman may not be the type of prey he intended her to be... until he spotted the medium sized pouch around the woman's shoulder.
"Hmmm..." He hummed. "Wonder what could be in there..."
He swiftly began to make his way to the otherside of the street. The woman quickly turned around, but found nothing to be there. The only things that she saw was pieces of crumbled paper and dead leaves rolling and flying around the streets. She narrowed her bright red eyes, turned around, and continued to walk through the dark, deserted streets. The thief hid himself in a dark corner, noting himself on the red eyes the woman had.
"Definately not human..." He whispered, pulling his knife out of his pocket. "Hopefully this won't be so difficult."
The woman seemed to be somewhat in hurry, for that she was walking quickly. Possibly looking for an Inn to settle in for the night.The thief had to act quick since the Inn was about 300ft away from the woman and she was headed in the direction of the Inn. The thief thought that the only way he could get the pouch from her now is if he mugged the woman on the spot. He silently dashed out of the darkness at the woman from behind, not knowing what kind of danger he was about to stand up against.
Before he could reach her, the woman spun around and unsheathed her sword. The thief fell backwards, surprised. The woman walked closer to the thief as he scooched back away from her. He couldn't help but stare at her firey red eyes as she stared back at him.
"Foolish," Her voice echoed. "Foolish that you dared to even attempt stealing from me."
The thief looked somewhat bewildered when he heard the woman's voice.
"....A Deku?" He whispered to himself.
"What's wrong with me being a Deku?" She harshly responed.
"N-nothing! I just never thought that you where a Deku."
"What did you think I was?"
The thief backed into a building, still staring into the Deku's eyes.
"Answer my question." The Deku demained.
The theif studdered, "I-I-I-I-"
The Deku walked closer to the theif in an agressive way and touches the theif's neck with her sword.
"I said answer my question." She muttered "and answer it now... or you may never see the break of day or the shadows of the night ever again."
The thief began to breathe heavily out of fear.
"Pl-please! Don't kill me..." The thief pleaded.
"Why shouldn't I?" The Deku questioned. "If I kill you no one would care since you're a filthy thief."
"Please..." The thief began to cry. "Have some pity for me... what would you do if you had no money of possessions of your own? What if you can't even afford a decent meal? Do you think I really enjoy this?! This is the only way I can survive in this dark, cruel world...."
The Deku remained silent, her sword still pointed at the thief's neck. The thief thought he was done for and his weeping increased. The Deku's right eye lid quivered, and she withdrew the sword away from the thief's neck and sheathed it. The thief looked up at the Deku, sniffling.
"Go..." She muttered. "Now..."
The thief sit there, surprised and somewhat relieved.
"Th-Thank you so-"
"I SAID GO!"
At that being said, she unsheathed her sword again and swung it angrly at the thief, making him run off into the darkness of an alley. The Deku stood there, holding on to her sword firmly, breathing hard. A tear rolled down the Deku's cheek and she whispered, "How would you feel if you cannot even remember your past?"