Angela escapes many close lethal attacks made by the black forest dwellers. She makes her way into the heart of the dark woodlands but she is ambushed by a very mystical thief
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Part 7: The Mysterious Thief
Angela rested in the forest and hoped nothing else would find her. She had half pulled up a tree stump and hid under that with some leaves covering the visual patch where she could be seen. Deep in her heart she could feel a freezing pain she had never felt. This was a pain she guessed only hell could inflict. She once again took a deep breath and let the air out of her and she decided to move on.
When she climbed out of the maze she looked around for any of the undead creatures. She didn’t see any movement anywhere. Slowly and carefully she started down her path to the end of the forest. Luckily the forest seemed almost brighter ever since she took that nap under the tree stump. Lightning was striking above her but she didn’t hear any thunder.
“So your the renegade,” spoke a voice.
Angela didn’t even bother to ask who was there. She just started to look in all directions frantically.
“Your quite impressive actually. But that wont be enough to save your life,” spoke the voice again. The voice sounded female and sort eve young. However, Angela couldn’t put her finger on where it was coming from.
“Why don’t you just show yourself!” yelled Angela looking around for the speaker.
“Well, I am having to much fun watching you look for me like a little trapped mouse.”
“You don’t frighten me who ever you are,” she said starting to feel a little uneasy.
“Well lets see about that.”
Angela felt a sudden blow to her back. She fell to the ground and then took another shoot to her stomach. This hit rolled her across the ground and into a circul. Angela stood up and she saw she was in the middle of a circul decorated and outlined with red gems.
“Who are you?!”
“Well you could say I am a master thief. I had looted many banks and castles. Until I was killed 700 years ago. My other half died back then and my soul has been trapped in here ever since. If I am killed now I will die completely without anything left. But then again, if I steal something amazing like your life I will be able to slip into another dimension.”
Angela suddenly felt her heart jump as her opponent finished her last sentence. She now knew for sure she would have to fight. Even though she couldn’t see her opponent she could feel her coming.
“Well come on!” she screamed. Following her invitation to attack came a dark figure running from out of the darkness. Angela could see a short sword in her opponents right hand. Her attacker lashed out at her but Angela was quick to step away from her foes attack. With a swing of her stick she tried to counter her opponents attack. The club end of the staff hit her attacker in the left side of her head. Suddenly she made a quick jab back and sliced Angela in her wrist. Luckily the blade hit the top part and the wound wasn’t very deep. Not hesitating at all her attacker made a cut on Angela’s right leg. Then her opponent jumped at her and planted a strong kick on her upper body area. Angela fell back on the ground and rolled over to the edge of an unknown cliff.
She could see all the way down. The drop didn’t seem to be much bigger than ten or eleven feet. The thief was walking over to her. With the lightning slightly highlighting the forest Angela could see an evil grin. Her attacker was dressed completely in purple and had long black hair similar to hers. Angela stood back up with her staff pointing towards her opponent.
“Now this is where your adventure ends!” her opponent roared. Then with great speed she jumped at Angela with her short sword held high. Angela held her grounds. When the thief landed her attack she got something she wasn’t excepting. She had brought her blade down and missed Angela’s face by not even an inch and the staff had cut through her stomach.
The two of them went flying off the side of the cliff an landed in a pile of leaves down below. When they hit the ground, the leaves flew up and danced and spiraled in the air before floating back down to the dirt. Angela’s back felt like it was broken or cracked terribly, as she opened her eye’s she felt something cold running down her side and across her stomach. It was blood! And it didn’t belong to her. When her opponent had tried to land her attack the staffs sharp end had impaled her on it. With a painful grunt she lifted off the dead body. The dead thief’s head rolled around lifelessly as she pushed off the corpse.
“I can’t believe I just did that!” she told herself in a whispering voice.
Oddly, the body started to twitch. Angela’s eyes widened when she saw her foes eyes open up just barely. There was blood running down her cheek and there was a big gash in her stomach were she got impaled. Angela pulled the staff out of her foe
“Thank you,” she said faintly. “You’ve freed me from this pla-” then her eyes rolled back horribly and she stopped breathing. Then her long dark pretty hair started to disintegrate along with her flesh that started to decay and turned into sandy dirt and mingled in with the forest floor. Angela’s heart reached out to her in pity. Sure she knew it was all right to attack sense she was being attacked, but it was never in her nature to impale somebody. In a moment after the thief girl’s death with a blast of glistering light Angela vanished.