Honor Among Thieves

Hidden in the back of an alley behind some boxes the thief sat her back against the wall panting for air. She had run half way across the city using ever secret and dark passage she knew just in case she was followed. Reaching into her coat she pulled out a small shiny object. She let out a giggle of glee as she looked at her prize. The Thief Lord’s signet ring, encrusted with diamonds and pure gold she would be able to sell it for enough money to last a lifetime. She still couldn’t believe how easy it had been. After spending weeks planning she managed to sneak in and steal it right off his night stand while he was sleeping.

“Heh” she said to herself. “Thief lord my ass”

Flipping the ring into the air she caught it and shoved it back into her pocket. She made her way out of the alley way into the busy street. It was the perfect place to lose a tail in. Not that she thought she was being followed, but you can never be too careful.

Just need to get out of the city and I’m home free! She thought to herself.

Pushing her way into the crowded street she did her best to blend in with the mass of people. She oriented herself to the nearest city gate and made her way forward. Continuing to maneuver through the cloud she was deep in thought on how she would spend all her money. Wine? Men? Women? She wasn’t picky, although soon she could afford to be. Laughing to herself as she smiled. Just a few more minutes and she would be-

“Ooof” She gasped.

The air was suddenly knocked out of her body. She almost doubled over in pain, clutching her stomach, she cursed under her breath. Someone must have elbowed her in the crowd. She raised her fist angrily ready to shake it at the culprit when she realized it was covered in red.

“What the fuck?” She said to herself.

She all the sudden noticed a wetness spreading down her waist. She looked down to her clothes soaking in blood. It dawned on her suddenly.

Oh god… I’ve been stabbed…

Panic overwhelmed her as she held her hand over the wound trying to stop the bleeding. Her mind started racing.

Who did this? What’s going on? I have to get away, I hav-

She was stabbed again, this time in the upper back. She was aware as the knife slid violently in and out of her causing her to gasp out in pain. She spun around trying to see the bastard when she felt another knife enter her ass.

“FUCK” She growled, feeling the knife slide free. “WHO THE FUCK STABS SOMONE IN THE ASS!”

As if to answer she felt someone stab her again on the other cheek. She spun quickly but was confronted with the faceless crowed again, no knife wielder in sight. Another knife, this time in her left thigh, before her assailant could pull away she quickly swung her fist at them, catching their arm causing them to retract leaving the knife imbedded into her leg. Before she could catch a look at their face, she was stabbed in the lower back. She kicked back, catching a part of them but not hard enough to cause any damage.

She was bleeding pretty bad now, her dark clothes now glistening red. Blood was now trickling out her mouth, one of her lungs was punctured making it hard to breath. Suddenly she felt another knife lodge deep into her right back shoulder getting stuck. She reached back to grab it when a cloaked man stepped in front of her. A glint metal flashed from under his cloak stabbing deep into her stomach again and again. Biting through the pain, she ripped the knife out of her shoulder and sung at the man, slicing though the cloak but missing him as he jumped back, melding into the crowed once more.

She couldn’t take anymore, she had to get away from the crowed before she was torn to pieces. Making a break for it, she shoved her way to the nearest alleyway void of people. She felt several more cuts on her arms and back before breaking through the crowd into the alley. Looking behind her she didn’t see anyone following. She went deep, twisting and turning until even she was lost in the maze of back alleys and narrow streets.

Finally thinking she was safe she leaned against the wall to help keep herself upright. Her body was a mess, strands of Intestine were poking through the holes in her stomach looping around her waist like a grotesque fashion belt. Her chest didn’t fare much better, her previously perky breasts where now covered in blood skewered from multiple stab wounds. Even her ass wasn’t spared, although unable to see she knew someone had taken great pleasure in stabbing her there as many times as they could.
She pulled the ring out of her pocket, the damn thing had brought her all this misery. Her eyes widened in horror as she started at the ring.

“No…” She said to herself.

The previously gold ring was now a dull greyish color. Someone had stolen the ring and replaced with an cheap knockoff. She threw the fake ring as hard as she could still manage, the clinking sound reverberating between the alley walls.

“DAMNIT” She screamed. This can’t be happening! I don’t deserve Thi-

Before she could finish the thought she felt the cold hard steel of a knife at her throat. She tensed up not daring to move.

“Please… No…” She begged.

“Don’t you think it’s a little late for begging thief?” The man said.

He spun her around only to find the Thief Lord himself staring at her face. His smiled chilled her to the bone.

I’m going to die! He’s going to kill me! She thought as fear paralyzed her body.

Grabbing her by the neck he pushed her against the wall, his fingers gripping her hard enough to cut off part of her airway, but not enough stop her breathing. Raising the knife, she could see the signet ring on his finger staring her in the face, mocking her failure. The knife was above her now, she closed her eyes awaiting the end of her left.
*Swish*

Instead of pain she felt air brush against her chest. She opened her eyes to find that he had sliced away her shirt leaving her bare chested. She was momentarily puzzled when she suddenly fell the knife enter her pants, her eyes going wide as he ripped the knife forward, slicing through her belt causing her pants to fall around her ankles.
Oh god… He’s going to rape me… She realized.

She closed her eyes again, wanted to get it over with as soon as possible when she abruptly gasped in pain as he slid the knife straight into her cunt. Her face twisted in horror from the unexpected defilement of her. She tried desperately to peal his fingers off of her neck but the blood lost had sapped her strength. Slowly he starting to pull the knife out, then thrusting it back in repeating the action over and over. Her mouth continued to widen horror with each stroke as she could feel him violating her with the knife.

Just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse, he slammed the blade as deep as he could into her. Penetrating her with the full length of knife. Blood was now pouring out of her ruined parts soaking into her pants. Slowly he slid the knife out of her, she moaned as she felt ever inch blade leave her. He looked into her eyes again, tears were streaming down her faces as she glanced pleadingly at him to stop. Instead he just smiled again positioning the knife just under her belly button.
“Please…” She managed the whimper out before gasping once again to the knife penetrating her.

Slowly he slid the knife deep into her abdomen. Her face contorted in pain as he slid the knife slowly up gutting her like a fish. As he reached the middle of her stomach her guts started to migrate their way south out of the enlarging hole in her. The odd sensation of her slowly being emptied made her shudder as more and more of her organs made their way out of her body, landing on the ground with a sickening plop. The pain was so excruciating it fell like it was going to consume her. After what felt like an eternity his knife finally bumped up against the bottom of her rib cage.

As he let go of her neck she found that she no longer had the strength to stand. She fell forward onto her knees, her would in a daze as she tried to comprehend the last few hours of her life. The blood lost adding an almost surreal effect, making her feel light headed. The Thief lord walked behind her grabbing her by the hair pulling back and exposing her neck. Before she could even react he drug his knife deeply across her throat. She tried to say something but instead all the came out was a gargle as the precious remainder of her life blood poured down her chest. She weakly tried to hold her neck desperately trying to quell river of blood that slipped between her fingers. Her body unable to support her weight fell forward

As she hit the ground she could feel the remnants of her blood pooling around her. Her body was sluggish and weak now, barely able to move. She tried to pull herself forward but her limbs refused to obey. She slowly looked up as her vision was fading to see the Thief Lord walk away. As her body began to shut down the sound of her heart filled was all she could focus on.
Thump Thump
This it isn’t it?
Thump Thump
This is how I die
Thump
The last thing she heard was the Thief Lords laugh as he stepped out of view.
And then nothing