Living in the shadows of a thief

 

 

A/N: Well, this story is a bit different than most fanfics. I hope you enjoy it. By the way, I got my ideas from Saint Tail, which I do not own, quite like how I don’t own Pokemon.

 

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Chapter II: Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friends 

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            It was a week since Misty’s last “job”, and Ash was already letting his “job” get to his head. Now, he interrogated everyone. But still, Misty realized, Ash hadn’t changed. He was still a dunce. May was obviously much quicker than him, and by the time Misty had gotten her most recent job, May had figured it out.

            Lauren gave Misty a note about how a poor family’s daughter got a diamond ring from her boyfriend who was to marry her at the strike of midnight at the flower garden the Tuesday before. However, when they were about to kiss, he pushed her down, and took the ring. Then, he gave the ring to a much richer woman. Misty angrily accepted the job. ‘How dare he? I can see that a boy’s heart is fickle.’ She thought, as she looked at Ash, who was talking with two of her classmates. Two of her female classmates.

           

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            “What is it, Ash?”

            “Who sent it to ya, Ashy?”

            Those were some of the questions asked by many people following Ash around. Ash had gotten a mysterious letter earlier that morning. It had hit him on the head as a paper airplane. Ash opened it. Suddenly, the sweet scent of lilies filled the atmosphere, as he realized the black and pink laced letter was perfumed. (It reminded him of his mom’s lingerie… Not that he dug in her closet to see what she had in there…) It read:

           

            Ketchum:

            I’m so glad I “kaught” you at the festival the other day. Excuse my bad pun. But, I need to give you a proper welcome to Slateport. Come meet me tonight at the Leonardo Family’s mansion by around 8 or 9 PM… I believe there is a beautiful diamond ring in there that would look nice on my black gloves… don’t you? Anyway, I’ll see you tonight.

            P.S: This letter is gonna leave you with a “shocking” surprise… Ugh, another bad pun.

            Much Love,

            Thief Saint

 

            Ash reread the PS statement… Wha?” Suddenly, he felt a large shock go through his veins as the letter sent a Pikachu-like thundershock, and crumbled to pieces. “Oww…” He moaned.

            “What happened, Ash?” Lauren said, running over to him, with May trailing behind.

            “I got a letter from the Thief Saint… She wants me to meet her at the Leonardos’ house. Oh, I’ll meet her. And I’ll bring along my entourage of policemen.” Ash said, angrily, however he was blushing furiously.

           

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            It was 7:30… Misty needed to get over to her next victim’s house… She hoped Ash would go… Infact she knew he would go… He always let curiosity get the best of him. Lauren was sitting in a chair as she looked as if she was deep in thought. Misty noticed this.

            “What’s the matter, Lauren?” She asked.

            “Oh, nothing…It’s just, that I feel, odd.” Lauren said, blushing a little.

            “Do you feel sick?” Misty said, nervously, as she fiddled with a necklace in her hand. It had a little perfume bottle on it.           

            “No… I feel like… nevermind… We need to leave now.” Lauren said, ending the subject.

            Misty nodded, unsure.

            When they had gotten to the park next to Leonardos’ house, Misty pulled out her little black mask from her purse. She put it against her face and her alter ego took over.

            Misty felt she really was a different person when she had her black outfit on. She felt outspoken, like a criminal, and fearless… But she knew that she did have some fears… She was never in love, she never gave in to seduction… She never felt lost, and she never wanted to. She wanted to be independent, which would mean she couldn’t love Ash. She was afraid of him, but at the same time, she wanted him to be afraid of her. She was determined to succeed in this job of hers, and she would do it no matter what.

            When she finally said goodbye to Lauren, she quietly saw herself blend with the shadows of the beautiful houses that laid near her target’s mansion. She heard someone move behind her, and turned around. A man in a black suit lunged at her, and she took her perfume bottle out. He was sprayed in the face, and fell over, knocked out.

            She smiled in triumph, and went on with her life.

 

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            Meanwhile, Ash had told the residents of the house about what the Thief Saint was planning to do. He wanted to catch her, to trap her, to make her eat her bad puns. He was as determined as she was to succeed. At 8:30, he found himself on his own, in the place where the marriage was supposed to have taken place, on the Tuesday before.

            “Hello Ketchum. Nice to see you, again.” A cheery voice said behind him. He spun around to see absolutely nothing but the dark night scene. He knew that voice… He just couldn’t place it.

            “It’s rude not to respond, especially to a lady.” The voice said.

            Ash looked over to where the sound came from. The Thief Saint was standing in the garden. She picked a rose. Ash got ready to pounce.

            “Love is painful, sometimes… Take this rose.” She said, elegantly tossing a beautiful red rose in his direction. He grabbed it, and felt a prickly pain in his hand. He dropped the rose, and saw blood fall from a cut from the prickles on the rose stem.

            “See? Love hurts… Infact, the only thing a woman can depend on is her diamond ring. Speaking of which… I must be off.” She said, turning her heal into the direction of the house.

            “You’re not going anywhere.” He said, angrily stepping on the rose, smashing it to pieces.

            “Oh really. That’s amusing, seeing that I have already gone somewhere.” She said as she pointed to the 3 or 4 feet of space she walked away from him on.

            Ash lunged at her, and she jumped out of the way, landing gracefully on her feet. He caught her off guard, and pounced again, this time grabbing her around the waist and pulling her down with him. Ash realized that when they landed, they were in a very awkward position. Her leg was wrapped around his, and his arm was around her waist. He was laying on top of her. He immediately blushed, and got off of the Thief Saint. He helped her up and pulled his hand towards her face to get her mask off.

            ‘NO!’ Misty thought, pushing his hand away from her face. She was also blushing madly. That was a very pleasurable moment, having Ash hold her, but she realized he wanted to put her to jail, not love her.

            “Good try. The object of this little game is to catch me, not to nearly squish me to death.” She said in her more agitated voice, not in her normal Thief Saintish, confident and flirtatious voice.

            “Well, you shouldn’t be here in the first place!” Ash said, angrily raising his voice along with her’s.

            But she was gone faster than he could finish his sentence. She was running, as fast as her heart could take, and her boots were causing pain to her feet. But she had to get this job done… She felt connected to the ex-fiancé.  

            When she reached the house, she crept inside through an open window. She saw two guards coming through, and she hid behind a huge sculpture. When they passed, she crept on.

            Ash hadn’t forgotten what she said earlier about the rose… He couldn’t help but feel a small desire to find her again… He hated her, but he still wanted to see her. She was very pretty in his eyes. As he ran along the house, he saw something on the top of the roof. Next to the moon, a figure held up a shiny diamond. It was the Thief Saint. Her long, bright orange hair, and her black skirt were flowing in the breeze. The diamonds on her outfit shimmered in the moonlight.

            “Ketchum! You couldn’t succeed this time! I can’t wait to meet you again!” She said cheerfully as she held the ring in her right hand, held high. He looked at her, amazed. It only took her five minutes to get passed those guards… He needed another plan. Next time, he would be ready.

           

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            Misty wasn’t sure how she knew how to get the ring. She just followed her instincts. As she ran back, she took off her mask, and headed over to where Lauren was supposed to meet her. No one was there… Misty looked for her. ‘Where is she…?’ She thought. She realized that she was standing in the middle of the town, with her regular clothes on, and holding the stolen diamond ring in her hand. She put it in her purse and ran into the night.