Mission 015 - Notorious Thief Zero

The day had really not gone as planned. In fact, it had gone terribly wrong. Eletha was stood in the middle of a road, weaponless and penniless. Even her armour was gone. She scrunched up her face in frustration, her brow knitted as her body began to tremble, her hands raising up to grip the sides of her head. Her eyes closed tightly as she pressed her hands over her ears, trying to control herself, before her eyelids flew open, her purple gaze ablaze. If people passed by her, they’d feel a frightening aura from her. She was absolutely raging! How did this happen? Everything was stolen! Some thief got the jump on her while her guard was down and the next thing she knew she was waking up with nothing but the clothes she wore. Even the photo if her family she kept so she would never forget their faces and her precious necklace were gone. Her mother’s memento.

“That…that…” she struggled not to call the thief a name. She was going to hound that thief like a damned dog!

She didn’t hesitate. She used her agility, silence and intelligence to track him. It took her a few hours and she almost thought she would never find him. But eventually she did. At long last she could see him on his way to enter the next town with a large smirk on his face. She knew it was him. How? Because he was equipped with her things!

“I’m….” she ground her teeth and hissed, “I’m going to KILL him.”

The next thing the notorious thief, Zero, would have known was a flying kick through the air at his head. He felt it coming, of course, and ducked low and rolled aside as Eletha landed gracefully on her feet, her back to him.

“Oh?” Zero smirked again, clearly amused, “Come to retrieve your things? Sorry. It doesn’t work that way.” When Eletha turned around though, he knew she meant business. Her face said it all. Her eyes were wide, and almost psychotic. Her expression was so dark even he almost faltered.

Her attack on him was swift and dangerous so he backed off towards the town, trying to fend off her blows. It didn’t affect him so much as he was well armoured and had weapons, but he didn’t feel like pulling the elf’s own bow and arrow on her. It seemed rather pitiful seeing as she had no armour or weapon. He decided he would wait until she slowed down from fatigue as he was sure it wouldn’t take too long at the rate she was going. He had obviously stolen something very precious to her for her to act as rashly as she did.

His cockiness was what got the better of him though. It wasn’t long before he made one wrong move. A misguided step on the grass beside the road that wasn’t even. In fact, it was a little hole hidden by the cunningly long grass that had been cut to the same height as the rest of the grass to hide the fact a hole was there at all. As he fell, Eletha saw the opportunity and hit him around the head with her foot. It wasn’t hard enough to cause a lot of damage, but it was enough to disorientate him completely. He fell with a heavy thud and looked like he would pass out. And he did.

With a scowl on her face, Eletha pulled off all the equipment he wore. As some people walked by, staring, wondering if the man needed help, Eletha frowned at them, “What are you looking at? These are mine.” The passersby quickly hurried on as she put on her armour again. Once she had found everything but the necklace, she dug around under his clothes desperately. She couldn’t find it in any pocket. Nothing of great value seemed to be on his person. So she patted him down and soon heard a jangle around where his trouser pockets were. But there was nothing in them.

She considered carefully where they could be before she felt herself blush, her face turning into a frown as she grumbled, “Seriously…” she looked around to see if anyone was coming by before taking down his trousers a bit. He had some tight shorts on so no one would know he wore anything underneath his trousers and it had a single pocket. She put her hand in, completely embarrassed while she fished around in there, and pulled out rings, bracelets, broaches and necklaces. Amongst them was her necklace. Her heart pounded in excitement only to find the necklace seemed to have tangled itself with the other jewellery.

“DAMMIT,” she growled, fumbling with the chains, “Stupid damn things.” For what seemed like forever, she managed to get it untangled. As the last chain came free, she saw the thief opening his eyes with a groan. Not wasting any time, she threw the jewellery he had stolen into his face and took off at a run away from the town. Zero sat up, holding his head, and watched her run, the jewellery falling from his face onto his lap. And he chuckled to himself, “How interesting.”