The Thief of the Bucket
“Sneaking in the shadows like a ninja, master of breaking into high-tech security, and leaving nothing behind at the crime scene. That is the life of a thief.” James thought to himself as he gazed at his sun bright diamond ring. James has been married to his job for about a year now and, though still fairly new to the art of robbery, knows he’s experience enough to pull off one of the greatest heist the world has ever known, robbing the mysterious treasure called the Bucket of Life at the Museum of Solitude.
The people who studied the mysterious treasure wouldn’t come forth and talk about its power, and that piqued James interest on why wouldn’t they talk about it. The star-robbed sky made the night as dark as a cave, and the streets was empty as if the people were killed off by a plague. James knew it was the perfect time to strike. Like all good thieves, James had planned the robbery months in advance. First, he’d sneak into the window that was hidden from view of the cameras, after use his anti-gravity shoes to walk in the shadows of the walls. When he went into the next room, which was a football field size main lobby, he was surprise to see the room full of people. James is more surprise when he saw lumps on their heads with their pointy ears as they took of their hats. James realizes that they were Orcs disguise as humans. 500 Years ago, humans finally had the technology to explore the waterfall in Magney State Park which had baffled many scientist on where the waterfall ends. When scientist was finally able to reach the end point of the waterfall, they had discovered frozen goblins, orcs and trolls. After they reemerged the frozen bodies, the ice melted quickly from the hot climate. Humans now live in fear of getting killed by them, so humans retaliated and drove them into hiding. “Look mommy, a human,” one of the kid orcs said. James quickly hid behind the support pillars, but a bunch of kid orcs started to climb the pillar too. James couldn’t hang on to the pillar any longer and fell down, but he quickly got up and ran to the door while the grown orcs slowly chase him. The real problem was the baby orcs, even though they were small; they were quick like a cat. James was almost subdued by the cat like baby orcs but manage to wiggle his way out and escape. James, with a heart full of sadness and despair, drunkenly stumbled his way to a bar to relieve his heart that was crushed from his robbery failure.
The sorrowed-filled pub had people drinking down their failures, and James was one of them. James, drinking out his sadness with vodka, tried to rationalize what just happened. “Drinking out your failures will do you nothing” said a person. It was his longtime friend, Linda, who worked as a brain surgeon.
“What are you doing here?” James asked.
“Oh, you know, just celebrating my successful brain surgery” said Linda “you okay?” James explained everything that happened to him.
“What if we’re surrounded by orcs in...