The Phantom Thief by Snowrabbit (short story to read TXT) 📖

been not as strong as he was, but it seemed to have been enough to make him loose balance, fortunately.
The thing that followed really was unexpected though. Because he didn’t just lost his balance, somehow he managed to hit his head on one of the boxes which stood randomly around as he fell and didn’t stand up again.
Uh-Oh... I really hoped that it wasn’t what it looked like, but then I saw his chest moving up and down slightly, so he was just unconscious... phew. I was a thief, not a murderer, and I really didn’t want to become one...
So I stepped away from the unconscious guy, back to the one who still was with Alan. The good thing was, that now, it was one vs. one, which was definitely easier than me against two people (though I had no idea why the still conscious guy didn’t help his friend). The bad thing? This man had a gun. And no, he didn’t point it at me, but at Alan. “Throw that rod away and give me that frickin voice recorder or this guy is dead!” Fuck...
Grudgingly, I dropped the iron rod, kicking it away with my foot and pulled out the recorder to throw it to him.
“Happy now?”, I grumbled and he just grinned as he caught the thing, before taking his gun from Alan, instead pointing towards me. Finally! I could handle being threatened by guns, since I was fast, but Alan was still unconscious (how strong had that stuff been...?) so he probably would have died.
So I waited until the attention of the other guy was on the voice recorder, trying to get how to delete whatever was saved on there, before I stroke.
I ran to him and he looked up and pulled his gun, probably wanting to shoot me, and if I would’ve been any slower or tried to get a weapon, he’d have done it, but like that, I got to him first. A well placed hit at his neck and he collapsed, also unconscious.
I let out a relieved breath, before I took the recorder from him and dialed 911. Fortunately, no one at the police knew my voice (well, except for Alan and that guy I asked about him today, but Alan was here and the other one shouldn’t answer the call, as he had nothing to do with that, right?) so there couldn’t be a problem.
As I heard a voice, I explained the situation (meaning I told them I’d seen how two men kidnapped someone and brought him here) and they said they’d send someone and that I should stay where I was.
But I really didn’t plan on waiting until they arrived. I knew that the police station wasn’t very far away, so I just pulled the two kidnappers together and put the recorder on top of them. Like that, it should be enough evidence for the police.
I didn’t want to risk the men waking up too early though, maybe even take Alan and flee, so instead I did exactly what I previously said I would do. I took what I wanted. Meaning I picked the policeman up bridal style and made my way out of the hall, already knowing where I had to go next.


Chapter Seven

As Alan opened his eyes the next time, at first he was afraid of what he would see, the last thing he remembered was struggling against one of his kidnappers before losing his consciousness as he had inhaled too much chloroform.
But then he was just surprised. Because he didn’t see one of the kidnappers. He saw the Sapphire Phantom. And not only that, said Phantom actually had the nerve to smile as they made eye contact.
“You all right?”, he asked, even sounding slightly concerned. But Alan ignored the question as he finally took in his surroundings. He was at home in his bed, while the master thief he was out to catch calmly sat next to him and asked him if he was alright?!
“What the hell is going on? Where did you come from and how do you know where I live?”
The Phantom didn’t stop smiling, even though Alan could catch something else in his eyes... another emotion, but he didn’t know the guy good enough to tell what it was. At least he got his answer. “Well, if you want to hear the story from the beginning: I wondered where you were tonight, as I missed your interesting sixth sense, asked one of your colleagues about it, found out your address and went looking for you after I saw that you weren’t home. And as I found you they were about to... you know...” He shrugged, looking slightly helpless - not that it was easy to tell with that mask on - before going on. “Anyway, so I saved you and brought you home. And the only thing I get is a ‘What do you want’? No ‘thank you’ or something?”
They were silent for a moment. Sadly, the Phantom was right. It looked like he did

save him, so Alan probably owed him one now... “Thanks...”, he grumbled quietly, but it was loud enough for the other man to hear. And it made him grin, which in turn annoyed the policeman, but they both knew that right now, their meeting was under some kind of truce.
“So... why are you still here? You know that I can arrest you right now, don’t you?”, he then asked as he sat up in his bed.
“Well... not really as you don’t have any evidence that I did anything, right? I think you need a proof to arrest me, meaning you have to catch me red-handed. Also, it wouldn’t be very nice of you to imprison the one who just saved your virginity, would it?”
The blue haired man smiled and Alan blushed slightly. “What makes you think I’m still a virgin?!” “Easy. You just blushed and you didn’t deny it.”
That shut him up, even if he did it only grudgingly. But the Phantom wasn’t finished yet. “Anyway, as to why I’m still here: I thought it would be nice for you to have some company. It doesn’t look like that’s happening often, you know?
“How would you

know?” Alan narrowed his eyes and his opponent sighed. “Oh come on. You’re the typical loner, right? You’re clever and have a nice job and everything, but not many social contacts except for your colleagues. Aren’t I right?” Silence. The Thief was dead on. “See? So shut up and be happy for once, okay? You can try catching me again when I send my next note.”, he continued but the policeman still stayed silent.
“Oh whatever... I have to go now anyway, it’s getting late. But you should tell other policemen that you were kidnapped. Don’t worry, they’ve already caught the two guys and there is evidence against them so it shouldn’t be a problem. And don’t think you can continue being a loner afterwards, I’ll visit. Though you can be relieved, I won’t be doing anything illegal before I’m coming over, okay?”
“What the-? No!”
“Oh, got your voice back? Nice. But why shouldn’t I? It’s not as if there is someone else who lives here. But maybe I’ll watch out for visitors. Goodbye!”
The Phantom ruffled Alans hair and before the latter could say something - or react at all - he turned around and left the bedroom and probably the apartment too.
“What the hell...?” Alan shook his head, unsure if he should believe what he had just experienced. But whatever, at least that blue haired guy had been right with one thing: it really was late now, just a few hours left until morning. So he did the only thing that seemed more or less logical now: He went to sleep, hoping that when he awoke everything would be back to normal again, that everything had been just some wicked dream.


Chapter eight (Yuri)

You don’t want to know about how I got reprimanded from Lucy as I finally got home again...
I got told off for about twenty minutes, about how everyone had worried about me and why the hell I had returned only now. I tried explaining everything to her but it wasn’t that easy as she didn’t really want her rant interrupted.
But finally, I made her listen and afterwards she seemed to be appeased, at least somehow. Because at least I had saved an innocent guy from being raped or maybe even killed, but I could tell that my behavior still peeved her.
“Come on, I told you that I’m sorry...! It was an emergency.”, I said, once again, and finally, she sighed in defeat.
“Fine. But don’t do it again! Dammit, we already feared that they got you!”
“Yes, yes, I won’t! And thanks for the trust, I won’t get caught that

easily, really...!”
She shook her head and went away, probably into her study, trying to cool her temper. Oh great, that went well... it’s just too fun letting yourself get scolded by your younger sister, you know? (Yes, that was irony.)
Whatever, I didn’t regret what I did and Lucy would calm down again. So I just went to Lily so that she could take my wig off - at least she didn’t reproach me - and changed my clothes, before placing that golden statue I had stolen in front of Lucys room (as I really didn’t want to disturb her again today) and finally going to bed. But since I had slept long today to be fit for the theft I wasn’t that tired and had time to think a bit. I wondered if my plan to visit Alan really was a good idea, but somehow I also didn’t want to leave him just like that. I simply needed to watch out that he wouldn’t get a chance to capture me while I was with him, then it would probably be okay.
Oh well, I wasn’t the type who thought too much about that stuff, so whatever. I was positive that it would be alright. So just like that, I turned around and tried to sleep. Everything else had to wait.

The next day was pretty uneventful again, but at least I got to tell Lily my idea of visiting Alan regularly. She wasn’t that pleased with it, but in the end she agreed to do it, partly because I practically begged her to do it, but also because she probably felt a bit sorry for the policeman. I mean, I told her that he didn’t seem to have much social contact and I knew that she felt something like pity, because she just was like that. So now I was able to visit him every few days to check if he was alright and accompany him for a while, even though I knew he himself wasn’t nearly as pleased for that as I was. Not that this changed anything.

So two more days after that decision I decided that it was time to turn my plans into reality. In the evening Lily helped me with the wig for the Sapphire Phantom and after she and Lucy - who finally talked to me again - had warned me one more time to be careful (Alec thankfully wasn’t that overprotective) I finally was able to leave the house.
And then I made my way to Alans house, which by the way had been much easier in the middle of the night, because right now there where way too many people outside. Fortunately I hadn’t put on the frilly blue clothes I normally wore when I stole, but a simple white coat with blue hems and grey trousers. It still wasn’t the most inconspicuous outfit, but it was okay and