A New Life

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Chapter 2: My Big Heist

Back At Home

I laid on my bed helping the digestive process from my meal. I slowly dozed off in the comfort of my bed.

A few hours later

There was a knock at my door. I glared at it but trotted over.

"Eh, who the hell could that be." I looked over at my clock it read 22:00. "Oh it's him."

"Hey Foxy lady open up."

Another knock.

"All right Deimitri." I took a deep breath and opened the creaky wooden door.

"Hey Foxy lady." He greeted, wiggling his eyebrows. I took one look at him and shook myself. His hair had gray streaks and he wore a bright lime green suit with black glasses. Even old age couldn't hinder his sense of style.

"All right, Dimitri, first things first." I placed my paws on my hands and narrowed my eyes at him. "One) talk to me like that again and I'll tear all of your suits. Two) why are you wearing that outfit? Be a little discreet."

"Cool your panties, girl. When I go around town I got to roll with styyyle and class. If I wore those clothes, if would make me look like a plain person." He lowered his tone. "But I... am the KING.. of fashion!"

My eyes fell towards the floor. I sighed. "Come on in, lets go over the plan."

"Don't mind if I do." He strutted in. "Oh, by the way the Mrs. will be stopping by with my gear."

"Who?" I closed the door, not paying attention. Dimitri walked into my kitchen without a word. "Who is coming over?" I repeated my question with some frustration."

"Da wife, da wife."

Another sign. "I told you that no one else should know about this place." I rolled my eyes. "Lets go over the plan.

2 more hours later.

23:59

"You ready?" I called over the radio. I stood on the ledge of a building, overlooking the city. A cold breeze made bristled my furs but the jacket kept me warm.

"10-4. I'm at the hydroelectric plant. I'm going to jam the turbine."

"Got it, making my way to the museum now."

I pull the hood over my head and took a leap of faith off the building. I opened my paraglider and soon enough, I landed across the street from the museum. "Ok, cut the power."

"Roger. Let's dance!"

I scurried across the street up to the door and began to work on the lock. All of a sudden all the power on the street went out. "Good job," I called over the radio.

"As always. See ya back at your crib."

"Later." Now I need to get in before the backup generator kicks in.

Click

There goes the lock. Now to get the jewel.

I made my way through the museum looking around. The backup generator finally kicked in only a few string of lights streaming in. My heart beat irregularly and I tried my best to focus on my surroundings instead of the ringing in my ears.

I heard the sounds of loud heavy footsteps coming closer. I snuck behind a pillar in the art side of the building and waited for them to pass. After counting to ten, I went around to every camera on the way and put fake footage on them. I made my way to the jewel of Madagascar's display room In the middle the jewel around it was paintings of the different holders of the jewel. From a distance, I made all of the cameras go on looping footage.

Now, time for the lasers.

I used simple hair spray to locate where the lasers were coming from, then used a mirror to reflect them back at themselves.

"Okay, now for the case."

I walked over to the glass case. I put my bag, and staff on the floor, then unzipped it and took out a little cutting laser that Uncle Bentley gave me before I left home. I cut the glass just enough to reach in and get the purple gem.

I reached in with the gentlest touch and snagged the gem. "There we go." I put it in my little leather bag. I reached for the bag that I left on the floor only to find that it was gone.

"Nessa, long time no see."

I turned around to see where the voice had come from, but no one was there.

"Who's there!" I kept turning in circles, my guard up.

Something dropped next to me, making me jump.

I looked at the noise; it was my bag.

"I hate to interrupt the reunion but I gotta bounce. See you 'round!"

I heard glass break.

Then the alarm went off.

"Shit!" I rushed towards the exit just as a steel door started to come down on the exit. I tossed my stuff under it then slide, barely making it. I ran towards the exit. I saw flashlights coming from that direction. I hid again behind the same pillar.

"INTRUDER, INTRUDER! GET TO THE DISPLAY ROOM NOW!" My hart pulsed as they passed once they were gone I gave a big sigh of relief. I run to the door that I had picked earlier and exited the building into the cold street. I looked down the street and their was blue and red flashing lights.

"Looks like its time to get out of here." I started a sprint towards the getaway house.

"Freeze Cooper!" I demanding British accent female voice stopped me in my tracks.

"Ah inspector Cameo long till no see," I said happily.

"Can it Vanessa. Put your hands up." I grabbed a tiny smoke bomb from my hoods chest pocket and replaced it with the stack with the jewel, then put my right hand with the bomb up while I held my staff with my left. I turned my head over my shoulder to look at the inspector. She was a slim panda girl with a body figure similar to mine only her breast smaller than mine. One of her ears were black while the other was white. inspector Cameo wore a pin top under the standard Interpol jacket that had her badge on it and blue jeans.

I wish I could stick around and play but I got to go." I threw the smoke bomb and climbed swiftly the nearest building gripping my staff in my mouth, and began running across the rooftops of England.

"DAM YOU COOPER!" I could hear her voice from the distance I created between us. After about a half hour later I made it back to my house. I opened the door took a quick look around the house and shut all the shades on all of my windows making sure no one was there.

"That was close." I sat down at my kitchen table and emptied my bag. after everything from my extra smoke bombs and grappling hooks, then a note fell out. "What this." Opened the not and started to read it.

Dear Vanessa Elisa Cooper I was wrong it wasn't our father that stole something from me it was you and your sister that stole my future. I will be back for what's mine

signed J.R.C.

Hello everyone I know you guys want me to write as much as possible as fast as possible. So please no spamming about when the next story will be up for at least three days ok? Now than what did you guys think about this chapter? Dose anyone know who J.R.C. is yet? OK I wanted to ask you guys if you could be on character from my story who would you be Lizzy, Nessa, Amanda, ect? I liked Scott

Till Next time Stu Braxton