The Silver Thief Lord
Title: The Silver Thief Lord-Chapter One
Author: haepi_kyuhyuk
Genre: drama, angst, action, romance
Rating: PG-15
Warning: Violence, swearing, fights etc later on in story
Main Pairing/Focus: Haehyuk
Character Bio: Here
Summary: The life changing story of a boy with the name Lee Hyukjae, and the most-wanted criminal, the Silver Thief Lord.
There you are. I’ve been waiting for you. My name is Lee Hyukjae, but no one ever calls me that, so just call me Silver. Oh you see the connection with my nickname and the title?
You’ll find out later who this Silver Thief Lord is.
But I’ll tell you something about him.
He’s one of the most wanted criminals all around the world, but no one knows what he actually looks like, or even his real name. All they know is the mysterious ‘Silver Thief Lord’ which he inscribes in every room where he steals. He is the sneakiest man in the world, and he is known for his multiple thefts and even a few murders.
But never once has he been caught.
How old is he? We don’t know.
Is he even male? We don’t know.
All we know is the name ‘Silver Thief Lord.’
Anyways before you get the chills, I’ll tell you a little bit about myself. My parents are never home so I don’t bother coming home either. I have a sister who I haven’t seen in ages and I live with maids and servants basically if I’m ever home. I don’t have any fears -I mean you can’t have any when you have to learn to live by yourself in Seoul- and the place I hate the most is the jail cell.
Why?
You’ll see.
Have I ever been in jail?
You’ll see.
I love wearing guyliner and my black leather boots. I usually wear dark clothing; I’m not the type of person who wants to stand out. I rarely ever go to school but when I do, girls fall for me like bees swarming honey.
Not that I don’t mind.
I think it’s the guyliner.
And the jawline.
I’ve got a few friends whom you’ve probably all heard about. They are all rich and famous, like me.
First, there’s Choi Siwon, then there’s Kim Heechul, then his little brother Cho Kyuhyun and of course the turtle loving Kim Jongwoon.
All really famous right?
The type of people who would never be caught dead stealing anything, right?
That’s right.
That’s what you should be believing.
Now now wait. I know you’re just like what the fuck is up with this guy; I’m not interested, I don’t care, go on with the story already.
So okay okay, I’ll get on with the real story.
Let me introduce you to a little story about me and the Silver Thief Lord.
That’s right, the real Silver Thief Lord.
A story with the most wanted criminal in the world that changed my life forever…
-
The clanking of my footsteps echoed in the dark tunnel as I strutted down in my black leather boots. Occasionally there would be a few puddles of water on the dirty floor which I carefully avoided -didn’t want my boots to be dirty just yet. The tunnel ended and I ducked under the ‘warning do not cross’ tape that was hung across the opening of a new tunnel, which lead to a dead end.
In other words, where our hideout was.
Hideout?
What does a guy like me have to hide?
Oh there are lots of things reader. Lots of things.
I knocked on the wall four times, waiting for Three to open the mud door. Sorry, for Siwon to open the door. Three is his codename.
Instead, Cinder -I mean Heechul- opened the door and let me in. I walked in to see Gaemer -Kyuhyun- deep in his DS game and Turtle -Jongwoon- playing around with his turtles.
No Three huh?
That’s funny.
I sat down in front of them, with the candle in the middle. Our hide out was small but it was clean and no one ever found out about it.
Like the Silver Thief Lord.
“Okay first of all, where’s Three. And second of all, why did you bring your turtles here?” I asked.
Jongwoon looked up sheepishly.
“Sorry Sil. I hadn’t played with them in a while because of my schedule so I just-”
“It’s okay whatever. Where the fuck is Three?”
“No idea.” Heechul answered, twiddling with his hair.
Kyuhyun just shrugged, not even looking up from his game.
Now reader, I expect you are shaking your head, wondering why in the world you decided to even read this story, and you’re wondering why we have code names etc but don’t worry.
The answers will all come eventually.
And if they don’t,
Ask the author.
“Well then.” I started, bringing my hands together. “We’ll just start without him. Anyways, sorry for making you guys come here at such short notice, what time is it, oh midnight. Perfect. So as you all know, there’s the whole thief spasm going on right now in Seoul and I want to take advantage of it. Basically what I’m thinking is, I’m going to send someone to go steal something valuable at the Seoul museum, anything really but whatever it is, we’re going to sell it later at the BlackMarket for money. Now about who’s going to go, I was thinking Gaemer would be good but-”
“No.” Heechul gave me a death glare.
“I was expecting that. I knew Cinder wouldn’t like that so I thought Turtle would be good too but he’s been busy with his singing or whatever so then I thought Three should go since Cinder went last time. What do you guys think?”
“What if Three doesn’t come here?” Jongwoon questioned.
“If he can’t follow what I say for whatever reason, then I’ll go. I haven’t stolen anything in a long time.” I told them.
Before you go around squealing about who you think the Silver Lord is, let me tell you.
I am not the Silver Thief Lord.
“Do you have a plan?” Kyuhyun asked.
“Yes. Here, we attack at two in the morning...” As I went on about the plan, which I named Plan D, I didn’t hear the police sirens going on near our hideout.
“What is that?” Heechul said slowly, squinting his eyes. “Is that-”
“Shit! It’s the police!”
“Wait really? Shit let’s get the fuck out of here-”
“No wait Gaemer.” I grabbed Kyuhyun just in time before he ran out. “Not yet. It might not be for us and they might not notice us if we don’t make a sound. Turtle, come here what are you doing, oh got your turtles okay uh-”
“Sil! Look out!”
I turned around, protecting my friends behind me as I was hit in the face hard, and I saw black dots dance in front of me. Slowly, my breathing became heavier as I struggled and wriggled my best out of whoever was dragging me away.
“SIL! SIL!! SIVER!!” Heechul screamed, crumbling to the floor when the other police officers held him back from me. “SILVERRR!!”
“CINDER! SILVER! TURTLE!” I could hear Kyuhyun thrashing around somewhere.
“LEAVE MY TURTLES ALONE!”
I was kicked in the stomach again and I felt my insides go numb.
Do you know what it feels like when your friends are screaming your name and you want to call out to them to not worry but you can’t do anything about it? Do you know how that feels?
I was shoved away from my friends and stuffed in a car. I thought about them, worried about what was happening around me. One of the officers placed a piece of tape on my mouth so I could barely breathe, but I was used to holding my breath long.
Before I knew it, I was roughly taken out of the car and I was inside the place that I hated and dreaded the most.
I don’t know if you remember, I but I said the name of this place before.
I was inside a jail cell.
-
“What’s your name son.” One of the bulky police men asked me, the door of the jail cell wide open.
Now I don’t know if I told you this before, but I hate saying my name out loud. So I pretended that I couldn’t speak.
“Don’t play that game with me son. What’s your name.” the officer looked unimpressed.
I sat back in the only chair in the jail cell, glaring at the police officer.
“My name? You don’t want to know.”
“You are-”
“My name is Silver. Now if you excuse me, I need to go save my friends back at the tunnel. Good bye.”
I got up and punched the officer in the stomach, leaving him sprawled on the floor in pain before he could do anything. Then, I ran out of the god damn police station, scared as fuck.
Remember when I told you that I wasn’t scared of anything?
And if you didn’t, now you know.
Well, about that.
I lied.
I’m scared of many things actually.
I just never admit it.
I’ll tell you one of them.
I’m scared of going to jail, which explains why I hate it so much.
So when I ran out, I swore I never ever wanted to go there ever again.
Now I’m pretty sure you’re like I bet he’s the thief lord, blah blah what is this crap.
Hold that thought.
And hang on.
I sprinted all the way back to our hideout, to make sure that my gang was okay. But guess what I saw when I reached there.
Guess.
Make the craziest guess you’ve ever made in your life, just guess.
Like I can’t continue until you guess, the author is so mean so she’s like okay I’ll make Hyukjae wait here and whatever.
Ouch!
Did you finish guessing?
Well.
I saw Siwon, crouched in front of Heechul, either giving him CPR or kissing him.
And then, I’m not even sure what happened. It was all a blur. I grabbed Siwon and just started to mindlessly hit him. I must have thought that it was his fault that I almost went to jail, but it wasn’t. I just hit him over and over again, tears running down my face.
“Sil?” Siwon asked, shoving me away and pushing me against the wall. “Sil are you alright?”
I was not. I was not alright. I could go to jail any moment, and if there was something I hated the most, it was having to spend my life in the jail cell.
Oh I heard you whisper ‘wait what?’
That’s good. Read on.
I just shook my head, tired and lost.
“Where were you Three?” I asked, closing my eyes.
“I saw the police, and so I tried to lead them somewhere else but instead they found out our hiding place. I’m sorry Sil, it’s all my fault, Gaemer and Cinder and Turtle are all hurt, I’m so sorry…”
I pushed my blonde hair back away from my face.
“Three…Three…”
I fell asleep in Siwon’s arms, only to find myself wake up inside the place I hated the most.
I probably don’t even have to ask you if you know where that is now.
That’s right.
The jail cell.
I woke up two times in a row, in the same god damn cell.
But this time, the door wasn’t open.
It was like a nightmare.
Oh how I wished it was just a nightmare.
I woke up and saw my mom, all dressed up like she was at a ball, my dad with a business suit and that annoying lawyer who I hated. She almost never smiled and she always used fancy words that I never knew they meant. I mean, what the fuck is ‘soliloquized’?
“It’s the same thing as ‘said’.” Our house maid had told me when I asked her.
Then why not use ‘said’ huh? That bitch lawyer.
Anyways, they were all sitting in chairs in front of my cell, deep in talk. I stuck my tongue at the lawyer behind her back, and pretended to go back to sleep, completely uninterested in what the adults were talking about until I remembered that I was in a jail cell.
Never mind.
So I focused on what my parents were talking about with the police officer.
I only caught a few words -jail, last chance, needs to change- but it was enough to know what they were talking about.
“I’M NOT GOING TO SPEND MY LIFE IN JAIL!” I yelled.
The officer and my parents and that lawyer all turned around, surprised at my sudden outburst.
“Hyukjae…you’re awake…” my mom whispered.
I yanked away from her as she tried to touch my cheek. How old did she think I was?
The officer glared at me -he was a different officer from last time in case you were wondering- and my dad brought my mom back to her chair.
And for the first time in almost a year, I heard my dad say my name.
“Hyukjae, we are very disappointed in you-”
Oh of course. Just when I thought he was going to say my name to compliment me.
He’s never complimented me before.
And he’s probably never going to.
“-and I expected better from you. The police want to send you to jail, and so do the neighbors, but since you are still sixteen, Ms. Rikyu has offered to give you another option that will hopefully teach you more than in jail.”
Rikyu is the name of our lawyer, just saying.
“What’s that?” I asked. I hated talking to my dad, but the words ‘instead of jail’ got my attention.
“You’ll go to another person’s house for a whole year and learn their ways of living.”
I almost laughed out loud. That was so easy! Of course I was going to choose that instead of jail, are you kidding me?
“Anything to get me out of this place father...” I begged, looking like I really wanted to change. “Please father…”
I had never called my dad ‘father’ before.
He looked at me, then at my mom, then at the lawyer.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
See this is why I hated my dad.
“Yes father. Please let me go. I hate the jail; I would do anything to-”
“It’s not about escaping jail, it’s about your willingness to change who you are.”
Once I am out of this jail cell, I am going to kill my dad.
“Yes father I know. I’m sorry. I really want to change. Give me one last chance.”
My mom bit her lip as my dad turned to the police officer, who sighed and left to get the papers or whatever. My mom then left the room, crying her eyes out.
She probably just didn’t want to see me anymore.
The lawyer left too, and when my dad and I were all alone, he said something I never thought he would say.
“You know Hyukjae, I’m not happy with you about this whole criminal thing, but the name Silver Thief Lord is very creative. You deserve some credit for that.”
a/n
asfkjhasldjfahsdkjh eh, it’s not like what I usually write but here, the first chapter. The next one will come out soon!
Comments are more than welcome and I hope you enjoyed!
oh and also noemi unnie, i'll message you tmrw, i tried to message you and i wrote a shit ass long crap message but it got all deleted so i'm too lazy to type it all again xD sorry
AND ALSO, I POSTED ALL FIVE PAGES OF THIS SO YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY UNNIE
Next Chapter
Author: haepi_kyuhyuk
Genre: drama, angst, action, romance
Rating: PG-15
Warning: Violence, swearing, fights etc later on in story
Main Pairing/Focus: Haehyuk
Character Bio: Here
Summary: The life changing story of a boy with the name Lee Hyukjae, and the most-wanted criminal, the Silver Thief Lord.
There you are. I’ve been waiting for you. My name is Lee Hyukjae, but no one ever calls me that, so just call me Silver. Oh you see the connection with my nickname and the title?
You’ll find out later who this Silver Thief Lord is.
But I’ll tell you something about him.
He’s one of the most wanted criminals all around the world, but no one knows what he actually looks like, or even his real name. All they know is the mysterious ‘Silver Thief Lord’ which he inscribes in every room where he steals. He is the sneakiest man in the world, and he is known for his multiple thefts and even a few murders.
But never once has he been caught.
How old is he? We don’t know.
Is he even male? We don’t know.
All we know is the name ‘Silver Thief Lord.’
Anyways before you get the chills, I’ll tell you a little bit about myself. My parents are never home so I don’t bother coming home either. I have a sister who I haven’t seen in ages and I live with maids and servants basically if I’m ever home. I don’t have any fears -I mean you can’t have any when you have to learn to live by yourself in Seoul- and the place I hate the most is the jail cell.
Why?
You’ll see.
Have I ever been in jail?
You’ll see.
I love wearing guyliner and my black leather boots. I usually wear dark clothing; I’m not the type of person who wants to stand out. I rarely ever go to school but when I do, girls fall for me like bees swarming honey.
Not that I don’t mind.
I think it’s the guyliner.
And the jawline.
I’ve got a few friends whom you’ve probably all heard about. They are all rich and famous, like me.
First, there’s Choi Siwon, then there’s Kim Heechul, then his little brother Cho Kyuhyun and of course the turtle loving Kim Jongwoon.
All really famous right?
The type of people who would never be caught dead stealing anything, right?
That’s right.
That’s what you should be believing.
Now now wait. I know you’re just like what the fuck is up with this guy; I’m not interested, I don’t care, go on with the story already.
So okay okay, I’ll get on with the real story.
Let me introduce you to a little story about me and the Silver Thief Lord.
That’s right, the real Silver Thief Lord.
A story with the most wanted criminal in the world that changed my life forever…
-
The clanking of my footsteps echoed in the dark tunnel as I strutted down in my black leather boots. Occasionally there would be a few puddles of water on the dirty floor which I carefully avoided -didn’t want my boots to be dirty just yet. The tunnel ended and I ducked under the ‘warning do not cross’ tape that was hung across the opening of a new tunnel, which lead to a dead end.
In other words, where our hideout was.
Hideout?
What does a guy like me have to hide?
Oh there are lots of things reader. Lots of things.
I knocked on the wall four times, waiting for Three to open the mud door. Sorry, for Siwon to open the door. Three is his codename.
Instead, Cinder -I mean Heechul- opened the door and let me in. I walked in to see Gaemer -Kyuhyun- deep in his DS game and Turtle -Jongwoon- playing around with his turtles.
No Three huh?
That’s funny.
I sat down in front of them, with the candle in the middle. Our hide out was small but it was clean and no one ever found out about it.
Like the Silver Thief Lord.
“Okay first of all, where’s Three. And second of all, why did you bring your turtles here?” I asked.
Jongwoon looked up sheepishly.
“Sorry Sil. I hadn’t played with them in a while because of my schedule so I just-”
“It’s okay whatever. Where the fuck is Three?”
“No idea.” Heechul answered, twiddling with his hair.
Kyuhyun just shrugged, not even looking up from his game.
Now reader, I expect you are shaking your head, wondering why in the world you decided to even read this story, and you’re wondering why we have code names etc but don’t worry.
The answers will all come eventually.
And if they don’t,
Ask the author.
“Well then.” I started, bringing my hands together. “We’ll just start without him. Anyways, sorry for making you guys come here at such short notice, what time is it, oh midnight. Perfect. So as you all know, there’s the whole thief spasm going on right now in Seoul and I want to take advantage of it. Basically what I’m thinking is, I’m going to send someone to go steal something valuable at the Seoul museum, anything really but whatever it is, we’re going to sell it later at the BlackMarket for money. Now about who’s going to go, I was thinking Gaemer would be good but-”
“No.” Heechul gave me a death glare.
“I was expecting that. I knew Cinder wouldn’t like that so I thought Turtle would be good too but he’s been busy with his singing or whatever so then I thought Three should go since Cinder went last time. What do you guys think?”
“What if Three doesn’t come here?” Jongwoon questioned.
“If he can’t follow what I say for whatever reason, then I’ll go. I haven’t stolen anything in a long time.” I told them.
Before you go around squealing about who you think the Silver Lord is, let me tell you.
I am not the Silver Thief Lord.
“Do you have a plan?” Kyuhyun asked.
“Yes. Here, we attack at two in the morning...” As I went on about the plan, which I named Plan D, I didn’t hear the police sirens going on near our hideout.
“What is that?” Heechul said slowly, squinting his eyes. “Is that-”
“Shit! It’s the police!”
“Wait really? Shit let’s get the fuck out of here-”
“No wait Gaemer.” I grabbed Kyuhyun just in time before he ran out. “Not yet. It might not be for us and they might not notice us if we don’t make a sound. Turtle, come here what are you doing, oh got your turtles okay uh-”
“Sil! Look out!”
I turned around, protecting my friends behind me as I was hit in the face hard, and I saw black dots dance in front of me. Slowly, my breathing became heavier as I struggled and wriggled my best out of whoever was dragging me away.
“SIL! SIL!! SIVER!!” Heechul screamed, crumbling to the floor when the other police officers held him back from me. “SILVERRR!!”
“CINDER! SILVER! TURTLE!” I could hear Kyuhyun thrashing around somewhere.
“LEAVE MY TURTLES ALONE!”
I was kicked in the stomach again and I felt my insides go numb.
Do you know what it feels like when your friends are screaming your name and you want to call out to them to not worry but you can’t do anything about it? Do you know how that feels?
I was shoved away from my friends and stuffed in a car. I thought about them, worried about what was happening around me. One of the officers placed a piece of tape on my mouth so I could barely breathe, but I was used to holding my breath long.
Before I knew it, I was roughly taken out of the car and I was inside the place that I hated and dreaded the most.
I don’t know if you remember, I but I said the name of this place before.
I was inside a jail cell.
-
“What’s your name son.” One of the bulky police men asked me, the door of the jail cell wide open.
Now I don’t know if I told you this before, but I hate saying my name out loud. So I pretended that I couldn’t speak.
“Don’t play that game with me son. What’s your name.” the officer looked unimpressed.
I sat back in the only chair in the jail cell, glaring at the police officer.
“My name? You don’t want to know.”
“You are-”
“My name is Silver. Now if you excuse me, I need to go save my friends back at the tunnel. Good bye.”
I got up and punched the officer in the stomach, leaving him sprawled on the floor in pain before he could do anything. Then, I ran out of the god damn police station, scared as fuck.
Remember when I told you that I wasn’t scared of anything?
And if you didn’t, now you know.
Well, about that.
I lied.
I’m scared of many things actually.
I just never admit it.
I’ll tell you one of them.
I’m scared of going to jail, which explains why I hate it so much.
So when I ran out, I swore I never ever wanted to go there ever again.
Now I’m pretty sure you’re like I bet he’s the thief lord, blah blah what is this crap.
Hold that thought.
And hang on.
I sprinted all the way back to our hideout, to make sure that my gang was okay. But guess what I saw when I reached there.
Guess.
Make the craziest guess you’ve ever made in your life, just guess.
Like I can’t continue until you guess, the author is so mean so she’s like okay I’ll make Hyukjae wait here and whatever.
Ouch!
Did you finish guessing?
Well.
I saw Siwon, crouched in front of Heechul, either giving him CPR or kissing him.
And then, I’m not even sure what happened. It was all a blur. I grabbed Siwon and just started to mindlessly hit him. I must have thought that it was his fault that I almost went to jail, but it wasn’t. I just hit him over and over again, tears running down my face.
“Sil?” Siwon asked, shoving me away and pushing me against the wall. “Sil are you alright?”
I was not. I was not alright. I could go to jail any moment, and if there was something I hated the most, it was having to spend my life in the jail cell.
Oh I heard you whisper ‘wait what?’
That’s good. Read on.
I just shook my head, tired and lost.
“Where were you Three?” I asked, closing my eyes.
“I saw the police, and so I tried to lead them somewhere else but instead they found out our hiding place. I’m sorry Sil, it’s all my fault, Gaemer and Cinder and Turtle are all hurt, I’m so sorry…”
I pushed my blonde hair back away from my face.
“Three…Three…”
I fell asleep in Siwon’s arms, only to find myself wake up inside the place I hated the most.
I probably don’t even have to ask you if you know where that is now.
That’s right.
The jail cell.
I woke up two times in a row, in the same god damn cell.
But this time, the door wasn’t open.
It was like a nightmare.
Oh how I wished it was just a nightmare.
I woke up and saw my mom, all dressed up like she was at a ball, my dad with a business suit and that annoying lawyer who I hated. She almost never smiled and she always used fancy words that I never knew they meant. I mean, what the fuck is ‘soliloquized’?
“It’s the same thing as ‘said’.” Our house maid had told me when I asked her.
Then why not use ‘said’ huh? That bitch lawyer.
Anyways, they were all sitting in chairs in front of my cell, deep in talk. I stuck my tongue at the lawyer behind her back, and pretended to go back to sleep, completely uninterested in what the adults were talking about until I remembered that I was in a jail cell.
Never mind.
So I focused on what my parents were talking about with the police officer.
I only caught a few words -jail, last chance, needs to change- but it was enough to know what they were talking about.
“I’M NOT GOING TO SPEND MY LIFE IN JAIL!” I yelled.
The officer and my parents and that lawyer all turned around, surprised at my sudden outburst.
“Hyukjae…you’re awake…” my mom whispered.
I yanked away from her as she tried to touch my cheek. How old did she think I was?
The officer glared at me -he was a different officer from last time in case you were wondering- and my dad brought my mom back to her chair.
And for the first time in almost a year, I heard my dad say my name.
“Hyukjae, we are very disappointed in you-”
Oh of course. Just when I thought he was going to say my name to compliment me.
He’s never complimented me before.
And he’s probably never going to.
“-and I expected better from you. The police want to send you to jail, and so do the neighbors, but since you are still sixteen, Ms. Rikyu has offered to give you another option that will hopefully teach you more than in jail.”
Rikyu is the name of our lawyer, just saying.
“What’s that?” I asked. I hated talking to my dad, but the words ‘instead of jail’ got my attention.
“You’ll go to another person’s house for a whole year and learn their ways of living.”
I almost laughed out loud. That was so easy! Of course I was going to choose that instead of jail, are you kidding me?
“Anything to get me out of this place father...” I begged, looking like I really wanted to change. “Please father…”
I had never called my dad ‘father’ before.
He looked at me, then at my mom, then at the lawyer.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
See this is why I hated my dad.
“Yes father. Please let me go. I hate the jail; I would do anything to-”
“It’s not about escaping jail, it’s about your willingness to change who you are.”
Once I am out of this jail cell, I am going to kill my dad.
“Yes father I know. I’m sorry. I really want to change. Give me one last chance.”
My mom bit her lip as my dad turned to the police officer, who sighed and left to get the papers or whatever. My mom then left the room, crying her eyes out.
She probably just didn’t want to see me anymore.
The lawyer left too, and when my dad and I were all alone, he said something I never thought he would say.
“You know Hyukjae, I’m not happy with you about this whole criminal thing, but the name Silver Thief Lord is very creative. You deserve some credit for that.”
a/n
asfkjhasldjfahsdkjh eh, it’s not like what I usually write but here, the first chapter. The next one will come out soon!
Comments are more than welcome and I hope you enjoyed!
oh and also noemi unnie, i'll message you tmrw, i tried to message you and i wrote a shit ass long crap message but it got all deleted so i'm too lazy to type it all again xD sorry
AND ALSO, I POSTED ALL FIVE PAGES OF THIS SO YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY UNNIE
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