Mercantile

[neyo the king]

Ok, I was really bored last night, so I began to write a story. I have no idea if I will write anymore or not, that might all depend on how it goes over here. Note that I am not an expert writer, and this is quite literally the first time I've written something for no reason. So, that being said, please, don't hessitate to criticize, but please, be constructive.

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Maxx lay on the rooftop, gazing into the night sky. He found (with some confusion as to why) that he was doing this a lot as of late, just staring into the night sky, thinking, thinking... You see, there are some things you need to know about Maxx. First off, he wasn’t a deep thinker. Don’t get me wrong, he has a very cunning young man. Could outwit a fox, if he’d get something out of it. Second, he wasn’t very deep. You really didn’t have to think to hard on what he was thinking, because he pretty much shouted what he thought out loud, through a megaphone. Or he would, had megaphones existed at this time. That’s why he was lost as to why he was doing it. He didn’t do it often, ‘til as of late.

Suddenly, Maxx could hear the noise of the door of the balcony being opened in an attempt of stealth, which gave him a quick chuckle. They try so hard. He jumped to his feet quietly, and silently made his way to a shadowy part of the rooftop, waiting to see what unfolded.

“And your sure he came this way?” said one voice. A strong voice that, more than likely, belonged to a strong man. Even more than likely, it belonged to a strong soldier. Maxx had pretty much memorized that kind of voice.

The third thing you need to know about Maxx was his profession. He was a thief. Not only a thief, but a notorious thief, known throughout the whole land of Hilosura, and that’s saying something, even though he isn’t number one on that list (he’s actually number 7, but who’s counting?)

“Sure as he’s the one who took my priceless necklace,” said another voice, an older woman’s voice. “Did I mention that it was made of 100% ebony found in the mines up north? Very expensive.” Maxx knew that voice, too. That was the voice of the owner of the jewelry store he frequented on nights much like that night. And it was on a night much like that night that he knew it was time for him to split.

“Yes, ma’am, you have told me at least 12 times since I got here.” said the soldier as he helped himself up onto the roof. “And I would appreciate it if you were quiet. He might still be about.” The soldier slowly scanned the rooftop.

“I doubt it,” said the woman. “He’s a slick one, his is. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was already in the next town, pawning off my necklace. Oh, my poor, 100% ebony necklace! Worth a small fortune,” she added in quickly, just to make sure the soldier got the message.

He did. Maxx would have sworn he saw steam coming off the poor man’s forehead, which was getting increasingly close to his position. The soldier swing round to glare at the woman, and this was the time Maxx decided to make his escape.

“Listen, ma’am, I realize that it is an expensive necklace. And the ring stolen last week was valuable, and the brooch stole before that was priceless. But I really need you to be quiet so me and the boys can catch this thief.”

Maxx stopped. So, there were others about. He would have to be more careful than usual when leaving tonight. With a grin that would scare away a pirana, he jumped to the shadows of a neighboring roof.

to be continued...

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Oh, just one final note. This is more of a prologue than anything, so... yeah.

-Neyo, who has one more thing to say, but won't say it. So there.

EDIT: Bah, I can't get it to indent right. Help?