Thieves

Prompt: “How much for that?” I asked the merchant, nodding to my sword hanging on the wall.


“How much for that?” I asked the merchant, nodding to my sword hanging on the wall. 

The old man looked up from his newspaper, offering me a creepy grin. “What’s that, sweetie?”

I let out a silent sigh and plastered a thin smile on my face. “The sword.” I pointed at it this time. “Right there. How much?”

He propped his chin on his hand. “How much you willin’ to pay for it?”

I reached up and grabbed it. “It was stolen from me. I’ll pay you for your troubles.”

“Hey!” He shot to his feet. “Hey, now, you put that back right now, y’hear?”

I tossed him a coin purse. 

“That’s not nearly enough!”

I pointed my sword at him. “Don’t make more trouble than you’re worth.”

“I’ll make plenty trouble if you don’t put that back!” He grabbed a tiny mace from below the counter. 

I sighed, loudly, and pulled a flash bomb from my bag. He saw it immediately, and his eyes went wide. Idiot. I covered my eyes, set it off, and fled the scene, leaving the man wailing behind me. 

The street alarms went off before I had made it two blocks away, and I gritted my teeth. 

I vowed revenge on the thief who stole my sword. 

She turned an unnoticed, master burglar and thief into a wanted criminal. My face was plastered on every street corner. 

I would have my revenge. One way or another.

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