Chapter Four
The Next Morning:
She woke up from an abrupt yell. "Wake up! You're free to go." It was one of the guards. Apparently it was time for her to go. About time, she was getting really tired of sitting in the dark.
As she left the prison, one of the guards at the door had distinctively told her not to do it again.
"Yeah, right," she thought.
She walked back to the hideout, where Derek stood outside the door. He glared at her for half a second, and then slapped her. She snapped back.
"What the hell was that for?!"
"He's dead!"
Her voice trembled. "W-What?"
"The master is dead. And you know why? Because he didn't get his medication. Because you screwed up! I knew it. We were foolish to ever trust you. Leave this place, now."
"Derek, you don't understand-"
"Get out!" she was pushed back, assuring that she would not be allowed back in.
She stood there, immobilized. This home that she had belonged to nearly all of her life she was now being taken away from. Because it was her fault. She had let everyone down. No. Not only was it her fault for not getting the medicine to him, the Pharaoh had made her. He arrested her to keep her from getting to the master. Damn him. Now, the only two people that cared about her were dead. It was his fault.
Derek stared her in the eye. "Don't ever come back here again. If you do, I'll kill you."
Those were the last words she heard from there. She walked past the hideout, past the market, past places she hadn't ventured much. Why did all this have to happen to her?
As she walked along the shadowed allies, the sunlight hidden behind the tall homes where people lived happily ever after, she noticed where she was. From what she saw, no one really ventured this alley. An abandoned alley usually meant trouble. There could've been people living there. People that weren't very polite. Or worse. More thieves.
She wondered if they'd be willing to take her in, but then she'd remembered the master telling her about the different clans of thieves in this city. Some were in so much need of help, they'd be willing to take in anyone; but some were so irate, that when a woman thief crossed their path she would die.
She wasn't afraid, though. She quietly walked along the alley, hoping not to run into any thieves/murderers. That was the last thing she needed today. Unfortunately, she had spoken too soon, and was shoved against a nearby wall. In her mind, she laughed. The impact wasn't nearly as hard as when the Pharaoh's henchmen attacked her.
She turned around. A guy with white hair and a typical Egypt tan stood there with a small dagger, though seemingly she didn't feel threatened.
He glared with anger at the fact that she wasn't trembling in fear.
"Hand over your valuables!" he scowled.
"Are you blind?! Does it look like I have anything you want?!"
He frowned. "Well, um..."
"What clan are you with?"
"None. I have my own. I don't take sides."
"Oh, really?" she leaned against the wall, with a smirk on her face. She was well aware that she was frustrating him.
"Just what do you want?!"
"I want to team up with you. My clan has disclaimed me for ridiculous reasons."
"You can't possibly be a thief. You're just a foolish orphan girl. Don't bother asking."
"You wanna bet that I'm not?"
"Sure. Even if you were a thief, you probably can't steal. No wonder your clan kicked you out."
"Fine. What's the test?"
A grin appeared on the guy's face. This might be tough, she thought.
"You must go into the Pharaoh's temple, and retrieve a millennium item."
"No way! One, I don't know what a millennium item is! Two, my best friend got killed stealing something from there!"
"I guess it only proves how worthless a thief you are," now he was the one getting on her nerves.
"That's it!" she stomped out of the way. "I'll go, but only to prove to you that I'm not worthless! You'll see!"
He chuckled as she walked away. "Pathetic fool. She'll never make it alive."
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Zoe-San: Who is this creepy character?
Yami Zoe: I know!
Zoe-San: SHHHH!!!
Yami Zoe: *grumbles* Not everybody hates spoilers, you know.
Zoe-San: -_-'
The Next Morning:
She woke up from an abrupt yell. "Wake up! You're free to go." It was one of the guards. Apparently it was time for her to go. About time, she was getting really tired of sitting in the dark.
As she left the prison, one of the guards at the door had distinctively told her not to do it again.
"Yeah, right," she thought.
She walked back to the hideout, where Derek stood outside the door. He glared at her for half a second, and then slapped her. She snapped back.
"What the hell was that for?!"
"He's dead!"
Her voice trembled. "W-What?"
"The master is dead. And you know why? Because he didn't get his medication. Because you screwed up! I knew it. We were foolish to ever trust you. Leave this place, now."
"Derek, you don't understand-"
"Get out!" she was pushed back, assuring that she would not be allowed back in.
She stood there, immobilized. This home that she had belonged to nearly all of her life she was now being taken away from. Because it was her fault. She had let everyone down. No. Not only was it her fault for not getting the medicine to him, the Pharaoh had made her. He arrested her to keep her from getting to the master. Damn him. Now, the only two people that cared about her were dead. It was his fault.
Derek stared her in the eye. "Don't ever come back here again. If you do, I'll kill you."
Those were the last words she heard from there. She walked past the hideout, past the market, past places she hadn't ventured much. Why did all this have to happen to her?
As she walked along the shadowed allies, the sunlight hidden behind the tall homes where people lived happily ever after, she noticed where she was. From what she saw, no one really ventured this alley. An abandoned alley usually meant trouble. There could've been people living there. People that weren't very polite. Or worse. More thieves.
She wondered if they'd be willing to take her in, but then she'd remembered the master telling her about the different clans of thieves in this city. Some were in so much need of help, they'd be willing to take in anyone; but some were so irate, that when a woman thief crossed their path she would die.
She wasn't afraid, though. She quietly walked along the alley, hoping not to run into any thieves/murderers. That was the last thing she needed today. Unfortunately, she had spoken too soon, and was shoved against a nearby wall. In her mind, she laughed. The impact wasn't nearly as hard as when the Pharaoh's henchmen attacked her.
She turned around. A guy with white hair and a typical Egypt tan stood there with a small dagger, though seemingly she didn't feel threatened.
He glared with anger at the fact that she wasn't trembling in fear.
"Hand over your valuables!" he scowled.
"Are you blind?! Does it look like I have anything you want?!"
He frowned. "Well, um..."
"What clan are you with?"
"None. I have my own. I don't take sides."
"Oh, really?" she leaned against the wall, with a smirk on her face. She was well aware that she was frustrating him.
"Just what do you want?!"
"I want to team up with you. My clan has disclaimed me for ridiculous reasons."
"You can't possibly be a thief. You're just a foolish orphan girl. Don't bother asking."
"You wanna bet that I'm not?"
"Sure. Even if you were a thief, you probably can't steal. No wonder your clan kicked you out."
"Fine. What's the test?"
A grin appeared on the guy's face. This might be tough, she thought.
"You must go into the Pharaoh's temple, and retrieve a millennium item."
"No way! One, I don't know what a millennium item is! Two, my best friend got killed stealing something from there!"
"I guess it only proves how worthless a thief you are," now he was the one getting on her nerves.
"That's it!" she stomped out of the way. "I'll go, but only to prove to you that I'm not worthless! You'll see!"
He chuckled as she walked away. "Pathetic fool. She'll never make it alive."
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Zoe-San: Who is this creepy character?
Yami Zoe: I know!
Zoe-San: SHHHH!!!
Yami Zoe: *grumbles* Not everybody hates spoilers, you know.
Zoe-San: -_-'