MASKS

I’m a criminal, what can I say? But it’s not what you think; I’m good… kind of. I take from the rich and give to the poor. Kind of like that guy who has a bow and wore green.Those stupid government pigs can never catch me, guess they should lay off the donuts, but it’s not like I ever give them a chance to. Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself, the names’… ehhhh, you don’t need to know that, but my code name’s is Paradox and I kind of like it, so just refer to me as that way. I have many different faces and identities, sometimes I’m a 65-year-old woman (don’t ask) or a 12-year-old boy. Well, with the 12-year-old part, they were close. I have the weirdest hair color ever and wish I had nice, long blonde hair and blue eyes. But to top it off I have eyes that go nothing with my actual hair color-well, it’s more like

EYE

, one got sliced shut, so since I can’t see out of my right eye, I try to keep it out of sight… just because and it’s kind of my disadvantage, no point in seeing something useless. I also am a mediocre artist, and I think I’ve gotten better. When you spend a lot of time alone in dark places, you start imagining, and when I imagined things, I started to put them on paper and walls. Because of that, I would love some colored pencils but there aren’t any around here, and the ones in the kingdom area cost

3,000

, and I repeat,

3,000

Tael (that’s our currency)- ARE THEY OUT OF THEIR FLIPPING MINDS?! now this is definitely one of the reasons why I do the things I do, and I can’t go to the kingdom area because they’ll shoot me dead within seconds -3-, but I’ll take a risk tonight. And even though you guys just met me, I’m gonna let you guys know, there is NOTHING I would pay that much for, let alone COLOR PENCILS. Anywho, where was I… oh yeah! I was just about to say that the one thing that I hate, and I mean

hate

with a burning passion are those blasted kings and queens, thinkin’ they’re hot stuff, with their golden crowns and those big, beautiful gems, they’re probably just swimmin’ in them. Then all those long, golden scepters-- whoops, I’m drooling again. But seriously, thinkin’ they’re so high and mighty with all their luxuries, while us in the slums have to fight to survive, and when we take a little teeny bit from them--Boom. You’ve got yourself a brand new hole in your head. I can’t even talk about it anymore because I think that if I do, I just might crack one of those heartless bastards’ skulls wide open… Tonight I’m heading to the Giant National Bank, and when I hear giant, the first thing I think of is GIANT cash, plus it’s new, so it must have lots of it. I finally get there and I look up, “Whoa… it’s actually bigger than I thought, but let’s hope it’s not all bark and no bite.” As usual, I pick the lock and walk in and look around, “Hmmm… pretty snazzy. But where’s all my guard buddies?” Something doesn’t feel right, there’s no one here. I walk around the place a bit, hoping for my buds to pop out or something, so I start looking and touching random things; “Geez, what an ugly guy”, “Ooooo, I love the little lollipops and pens they have at the desks” and so, I take a few of each, these look like some good pens, nice for inking. While I have a lollipop in my mouth, I say “Come on! Is no one really here?! I’m bored!” No gunshots= no answer, so, I guess I should just take and leave, since the alarm’s going off, I guess they tried to trick me with a silent one, but I heard it when I picked the lock,

tsk, tsk, tsk.

They really need to step their game up. I then walk close to the vault room and they ACTUALLY surprised me, which is pretty hard to do. “I knew you guys were here!′ they then point their guns at me, how rude is that? Before I can say anything else, I hear a gunshot and immediately duck. When I get up again, my head feels hot and so I touch it, OW! I take my hat off and a bullet went straight through it. “Oh, come on! I just got this hat! Which one of you donkeys blew a hole through my darn hat?!” then, a huge, and I mean grotesquely huge man walks up to me and his veins are visible on his neck. “Oh man, if she’s going up against Crud McRockblow, she better stay on her toes.” He grins and I look at him up and down, a grin also tugging at my lips, but for a different reason. I can’t hold it in anymore and I burst out laughing, which I haven’t done in white some time, “HAHAHAHAHAHA! ARE YOU GUYS KIDDIN’ ME?! THIS GUYS’ NAME IS

CRUD MCROCKBLOW

AND NOT ONE OF YOU HAVE LAUGHED YET?! HAHAHA!!!...THIS IS TOO GOOD!” I keep laughing for a good 2 minutes and I’m gasping for air and clutching my sides, I think I’ve laughed too much for one sitting. “Man… that was hilarious, uhhhhh, my sides…” I chuckle a bit more and say “Okay… heh, Okay, I’m done, woooooo,” I wipe a tear from my eye, “Alright, I’m done, let’s do this.” When I look up at him again, his eyes are like fire and his veins are now popping like popcorn, and the next thing I know, he throws a punch and I jump back and the ground shakes a bit, “Woah, easy there cowboy” he grunts and looks like an angry bull. “Uh oh, she’s done for. Once he gets like that, not even bones will be left” I hear someone else say and I chuckle, strength isn’t everything. This guy is definitely all brawn and no brains. “Huh?” Crud says, “Wow, you can actually speak? I thought all the crayons weren’t in the box for you.” ″Shut up, you little twerp before I smash you to pieces.” he says, “Oh really? While I would love to insult you, I won’t do a good a job as nature did, so, if you’ll excuse me, I have somewhere to go.” I take a step forward and he slams his huge fists in my way, causing me to jump back, “Is there a problem sir?” “The only way you’ll pass through me is when I send your head flying.” I get into one of my fighting stances and say “Is that right? Honestly, for an idiot, you sure do like to run your mouth off, but I guess that’s what makes you an idiot.” Then a rude remark passes, “Wait Crud, how about we do some things with her and then you grind her bones?” “Wait, did you just say

she

? You’re joking, right? I heard some other guys say it but I thought I had something caught in my ears. This can’t be a girl!...” He starts howling and cackling like a jackal and while he finally says “Well,

she

has no bust! Even Mai has more boob than her…and he’s a dude!” He howls some more and everyone starts laughing with him. The next thing I know, I punch him straight in the gut. I was right, all brawn, no brains. Someone with common sense would know not to say something like that to me, not to brag or anything. Crud is on the floor, gasping for air and I still feel anger burning inside me. I put my ear close to him, “Any other smart cracks? No? Cat got your tongue?” I turn away from him, getting ready to deal with the other fools and he grabs my leg hard as if to break it and it feels as lava is coursing through my veins and I stumble and things start to get blurry. He does a crazy/creepy laugh while still gasping, “Heh, heh. Not so tough now, are you?” The room starts to do a swaying movement and I think “Hmm, maybe I should just lay on the floor for a while… NO!” I try to regain most of my senses and without even turning around I say “What the hell do you think you’re doing?

Let me go

.” “And if I don’t?” He says and squeezes my leg even harder. “Oh? I’ve never heard such big words come from a man who’s just gotten his butt handed to him by a 15 year old in

1 punch

.” His teeth grit and his veins pop again and he’s now squeezing my leg so hard that it’s purple, but it’s lower so he probably broke my ankle instead but I can’t feel it probably due to adrenaline and anger. “Pissed? Let go or you’ll brains’ll be splattered all over this floor. One, Two…” “Wait dude, she looks like she means business. Crud, let her go.” one of the soldiers say. “Finally! Someone has a brain around here! Dude, heed your buddy’s warning, I’m definitely

not

joking. Six, Seven, Eight…” “Never... I’ll die before I let go of her.” “Crud! Stop! You’ll die for real!” “No.” He says back, “Nine, Ten. Alright, your wish is my command.” They all scream, and I can’t help but grin… *

CRACK!!!

* ” “Oh come on, did you guys really think I’d do something that graphic? Geez, what kind of monster do you think I am? Plus I just learned how to give myself one of those “fingernail shavings” or whatever, so I wouldn’t want to get them dirty, blood is very hard to clean. I only broke his arm, he’ll live.” I stand up but during all the commotion, I forgot that He broke my ankle and I fall to the floor, gritting my teeth with pain, and that burning is back too. “Crap, Tempest’ll be furious if she finds out about this…

IF

, that is” I say to myself. I stumble to get up again and lean up against the wall. “Alright guys, it was actually pretty darn fun playing with you guys so I’ll let you guys go, okay?” “I don’t think so.” Another man says with a rifle in his hand, “Well, you saw right through me. At first I really was gonna let you guys go, but 1. You got in the way of my money, 2. That brute broke my ankle and 3… You! That guy with the orange hair, I don’t like it. So, I’m gonna kick all of your butts, cool?” They raise their guns and before I get into a stance I think “Man. this is gonna be difficult. My ankle is killing me, but what can I do?” I then finally get into a fighting stance and rush towards them.