The Sand Adventures

by Muerte N' Max

Author's Note on Story: This is a re-visited version of a story I had originally on here. I brought it back cause it needed to be. I claim it to be "Re-Visited" but it's not in the title. Anyway, same summary as before: When present meets the past, and not vice versa, fun, adventures, hilariousness and great stories are to come! Akefia X OC. For a friend

2. Prologue

The Sand Adventures

Prologue

Ah, a stroll through the city. It is nice, but all this pleasantry talk is just going to have to end. I have to keep my cool. Um, let me explain. I just stole a piece of bread. Wait, you thought I was the good guy? Oh no, I am the farthest thing from a good guy. My name is Akefia, and I am a bandit...or better known as...

A THIEF

So yes, I am a thief, and let's just take a look back earlier today, shall we?

[REWIND]

I strolled through town, just taking my leisure window spying...er...shopping...and I spot a cart of bread. Knowing me, I just couldn't resist. So, I just waltz my way over and just help myself. I mean, I can't really resist having myself a good piece of bread...

Eventually, something would've nagged me in the back of my head telling me that I should just idly sit here and eat bread to my stomach's content but no, no it didn't...and that's when it began...

As I sat there and scoffing down bread like a crazed fiend, the shop's owner who's cart I had been eating from came around the corner of the cart, and then that's when I realized that I knew I was in trouble. For a moment, neither of us done anything, until his eyes widened and he spoke. "Thief...t-t-thief..." And yeah, my brain didn't need any stimulation on what I needed to do next: Eat and run. I snagged a couple of pieces of bread calmly, shoved them down into my tote, turned to him and smirked. "That I am..." And so, I took off, which finally sent a message to his head to yell "THIEF!"

And so, I ran. I saw children, elderly people, and a lot of blurs in general. All I needed to know is that everyone needed to look like blotches when I ran. And so, I kept running, even having to slide under a cart whilst toting the bag with me. I just hope and pray that bread is alright...I may just keep a loaf. And so, I kept running and well, I was on and out of my way out of the city, where I began to leisurely walk out towards the front gates. Little did I know these were the last few steps of the infamous thief Akefia and into the life of a newer, quirkier life...of sand, horses, wild parties, and lots of paranormal things that I still don't quite understand. Well, I guess I always wanted this life...the life of...

THE SAND ADVENTURES