It was always such an agonizing wait for darkness to settle over West Park before Erica could don her gold spandex suit and pull her hair into her hard-shell mask to transform into: Lynx, Jewel Thief Extraordinaire. She gave her utility belt with it’s assortment of glittering throwing knives and zipped pouches one final tug to make sure it was on and then slinked out of her bedroom window.
Tonight she had decided on the town’s very own Kay Jewelers as her mark, simply because she didn’t feel like making the trek to the mall a few miles outside of town. She hopped from roof to roof until she landed on the jewelry store. Lynx studied the vent before prying it off and shimmying into the vent system. This wasn’t the first time she had stolen form this store and she knew the way to the security system by heart.
Once the alarms were shut down, Lynx eased out of the security room into the store floor with it’s glittering gemstones and glass cases. She patted down her utility belt for her flashlight. Not that she needed it to get around, her eyesight was above-par when it came to the dark, but it helped for picking the locks on the cases.
“Did I--ugh!” Lynx grumbled at the realization of no flashlight. She must have forgotten to put it back after her father borrowed it. There was only two things left she could do: smash the glass cases or turn on the lights.
Lynx had no hang-ups over smashing things to get to the goods, but this was a common place for her to steal from and so far the police hadn’t caught on. Usually they could recognize a Lynx theft by the amount of carnage she left behind and she really didn’t want to have the cops watch this place like they had started doing at her other hot spots.
It was getting late so people wouldn’t be out walking the streets. And if she was seen, she could just shadow travel it out of there. Lynx hated relying on her powers, but they did come in handy and it was more preferable than getting caught. With an annoyed huff, she switched on the lights and set to picking the lock of her favorite case: rubies.
She was so engrossed in her work that she didn’t hear the voices tittering away outside until the little bell jingled ans they walked in. Lynx froze and peered around from her crouched position to see a gaggle of younger high school kids. She recognized Isabelle and Kayden, but someone else was with them. She merged from behind the counter with a threatening sneer and a hand resting on one of her knives.
“Leave quietly and I won’t have to hurt you.”