The Thievery Wish, Bugz Rox [autobiographies to read .txt] 📗

been an ongoing arguement, I still refused to eat the prison's processed food. I hadn't eaten in a week and could feel my strength dwindling, but I still couldn't bring myself to eat the processed food.

 

We waited the last hours in practical silence after the boys were sent back to there cell, thank Goddess they didn't have a roommate! Finally there was a commotion, all the guards were pulled away from the cells and to where ever the desturbance was. I quickly picked the lock with the tools Zane brought me, swinging the door open with a little bow.

We rushed out of the cell, the Twins going one way while I went the other to get the boys. The orange jumpsuit made it almost impossible to blend with the shadows, but I managed with all my training.

"Shadow unlock the door!" Sam hissed as soon as I was in front of the door. I nodded in his direction and listened to the lock click and bend to my will underneath my feather-light hands.The door swung open silently. I smiled smallly at the boys and motioned for them to follow.

Justin had been annoyingly tapping my arm for at least two minutes, angry I swung around to face him, "What!?!" I whispered angrilly. Just then a guard came around the corner we were standing at. His mouth gaped open as he stared at us. When he snapped out of it and turned to raise an alarm, my training stepped in and took over, effectively shoving me into the passenger seat.

I sprang, landing lightly and kicked his feet out from underneath him. He was tied and muted with a ripped off piece of my jumpsuit in less than ten seconds. He stared at us angrilly, I heaved him onto my shoulder, going in search of a janitor's closet. Having located one I shoved him into it, giving him a wave before shutting and locking the door.

"How did you do that?" Sam whispered as we made our way to the property room.

"I was not kidding about skinning someone," I said lightly as we arived, finding Jessie and Carly waiting. I brandished the keys I had grabbed off the guard when I put him in the closet. Carly's eyes widened.

"Where did you get those?" She asked.

"She beat the crap outta a guard who caught us, do not screw with this kid," Justin said as I unlocked the door, having found the right key. We entered the room, I flicked on the light, knowing it helped the others find their stuff.

"Find your shit, get dressed in what you were wearing the day you came here, there are some shelves there, we can take turns getting dressed behind there," I said quietly, running my hands over every bag. Letting myself be pulled towards the back of the room, towards my weapons. I quickly grabbed my bags, taking everything behind  the shelf. I found a rapidly changing Carly and Jessie.

I quickly pulled my tank over my head, putting on my close fitting black shirt. I slipped my arms into the sleeves of the black jacket, flipping the hood up to cover my face in shadow. I pulled the jumpsuit down, pulling up my black cargo pants.

I could feel the Twins staring as I slung a quiver and bow over my back. Rearranging them so I slip on the twin blade sheathes with them. My back was overcrouded as I strapped hidden blades to my wrists and a belt of different sized knife sheathes around my waist, letting it be slightly tilted and loose on my skinny frame.

I found the blades in another box, every blade went back to the designated spot on my body, from my bra to my twin blades. Finally I turned to the Twins still staring at me, "Yes?"

"Dude! You-"

"Look badass," They said. I smiled at their twin-like words.

"Uh, Shadow? Yeah, some weird guy in black is here, and he's glaring. Kinda has the same expression you have when you look at Victory; like you stepped in something horrible," Sam said from the other side of the shelves. I sighed, knowing I would have to deal with him sometime. I love Mekhi, honestly, I do, he can just be so annoying sometimes.

A smile lit up Mekhi's face as he saw how uncomfortable I was, "Kitten! How have you been, child?"

My eyes narrowed in my hood, "I am not that much younger than you, Mekhi. And if you have forgotten, you came along to Zane's six years after me, when I was nine."

He strode towards me, wrapping me in a hug, knowing how much I hated being hugged. I jabbed him in the stomache and flipped him over my shoulder, quickly sitting on him.

"You do understand the fact that you weigh so little that it would be harder to breath if a child sat on me, right?" He asked, flicking my hood back and allowing my hair to spill out around me. I glared at him, but he continued anyways, "As for this fight we always have? Zane said to play nice until we're out of here, so I will be a good little adult and be mature."

"Fine," I grunted, rolling off and helping him too his feet.

"I'm Mekhi!" He said brightly.

"I'm Carly, this is Jessie, Sam and Justin. I take it you know Shad?" Carly said.

"Course, she's like a little sister," Mekhi replied.

"We should get going, you guys have everything?" I asked. I got a chorus of "Yes"es. We followed Mekhi in silence, knowing we weren't free yet. I heard a shuffling behind, "Shhh." I hid in a partically dark shadow, knowing the depth by years of the shadows caressing my skin. The figure turned the corner and I jumped, knocking it down swiftly.

"Ahhhhh!" It-she- said quietly, suddenly I realized it was Victory underneath me. I hissed, jumping off like she was poison as I felt her stare at Mekhi. She sat up, still staring and whispered, "Take me with you."

"NO!" The Twins said together.

"SHHH!" I hissed at them, turning towards my foster brother, "Mekhi? It is up to you. Though I do warn you-she is not the nicest thing."

"Mekhi?" She asked, confusion clear in her voice.

Mekhi chuckled, "Not the brightest either, huh? Yup, I'm Mekhi. Really Li' Sis'? 'Not the nicest thing'? You guys are in prison, for crying out loud! You're not supposed to be the nicest things!"

"Touche, braw. Do we take her though?" I asked. Mekhi stared at Victory, then turned to me and nodded. He walked off, leaving us to follow or get left behind. I helped Victory up, putting aside my dislike of her for Mekhi's sake.

"What are you doing?" Justin hissed, indicating me helping Victory up.

"You heard Mekhi, we have to do as he says or I will get chewed out by Zane. Then we may not make it, now hurry up. Mekhi's getting too far," I whispered, shoving Victory infront of me and basically dragging her while running after Mekhi.

We caught up to Mekhi just as he was attempting to unlock a window in the officer's quarters. "Ugh bro, scooch over, you got no skills as a thief, I would say that that carreer choice is out for you," I said, bumping him over with my hip and quickly unlocking the window, sliding up the sash as I heard the click. I threw a triumphant smile over my shoulder at Mekhi, sliding out the window as I did so.

We crossed the prison yard quietly. The prison was being attacked and abused by the other three sides, leaving this one empty. Reaching the wall I quickly climbed it, sitting on top where there was a good amount of broken glass and butchered bobwire.

Mekhi threw me a rope that I quickly tied to the base where the cut bobwire was fastened. Carly climbed, with Mekhi's help, up first, closely followed by Jessie, Sam, Justin, and Victory. Mekhi came up last and joined us all crouched on the wall. Throwing the rope down the other side, he climbed down and helped everyone else down until I was the last one on the wall.

I deftly untied the rope, tossing it down to Mekhi. I jumped the fifteen feet to the ground, landing lightly in a crouch. We ran, making it to the bordering woods. We were out.

 

 

 

I changed the name of detective Sam to Tom because there's the Sam in prison.

Sorry for any confusion!

Chapter 3: Family

 We walked all night in the woods, not even Victory complaining. About nine the next day we reached the cabin. I smiled and walked right in like I did all those years as a child.

"Um, Shadow? Where are we?" Carly asked.

"Zane's cabin," I said shrugging as I walked the rest of the way in, "Danny-bear! You home?"

"Kitty-Kat!" A boy about five screamed as he launched himself into my arms, Danny. Zane followed, opening his arms to hug me. I walked into his embrace with a Danny-bear in my arms.

"What odd company you keep, my Kitten," He said, laughing.

"You're the preacher!" Victory exclaimed.

"Duh. What's the best way to infiltrate an enemy's base? Become the enemy's idol," Zane said, shrugging.

"Do you guys have any food?" I asked, walking into the kitchen and digging through the cabnets, pulling out ingrediants.

"But you're blind!" Jessie said, seeing everything I'd pulled out.

"Yup, she is. But she's still the best cook here, the most I can cook is soup. I believe she's gonna make pancakes for us," Zane replied as a golden retriever and a black panther ran thru the kitchen door, jumping on me.

"Dezzy, Baghy, off, off, off!" I laughed, squirming underneath my animals. I got up, covered in dirt from their paws when they finally got off me. I rubbed their heads, kneeling down and hugging them. Dezzy-Destiny-plopped on my feet while Baghy-Bagheera-lay behind my heels, effectively trapping me like they did whenever I cooked.

I began making the pancake mix, thankful I'd gotten all the ingrediants and was making the batter on the stove. I mixed everything I'd gotten out, sticking my finger in the mix at the same time Mekhi did. I licked my finger, slapping the back of his head playfully.

"What? So you're allowed to?" He asked.

"I am cooking, deal with it," I replied, dumping a spoonful of the mix on the hot stove, "Shit. Mekhi, you know how much I love you right?"

"Sometimes, how much do you love me right now?" He asked.

"Enough that I will sick B&D on you if you do not get me the spatchula," I replied, glaring. He laughed and handed me the spatchula. I flipped the pancake expertly.

"So exactly what's going on here? What is that thing? And who is everyone?" Victory asked, for once the Twins, Justin, and Sam nodded.

"What's going on is we helped get you guys out of prison, S grew up partly here, 'that thing' is a black panther that would have died if not for S so he sticks around, and I'm Zane, you've met Mekhi, and that's Danny, my son," Zane said.

"Ooo-kay," Carly said, breaking it into two syllables, "What'd she do to save the panther?"

"I was walking thru the woods when I stumbled upon a dead mother black panther with a bear that was going to eat the cub for dinner. I made the bear deal with only