I gripped the ancient relic tightly, feeling the power running through it. It was then that the realization hit me.

I was holding the most valuable, wanted object in the world.

Thousands, millions, no- 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 of people were searching for this relic right now, in hope of using its power.

And 𝘐 found it.

Well- 𝘸𝘦 did.

I turn to Arden, who is staring at the relic with intensity so great you would think he was obssessed. The jungle fades around us as we come up upon the path.

“Do you mind if i hold it? I can put it in my bag so we dont drop it.“ he explains. I nod, it would be catastrophic if we dropped it.

His knuckles turn white as he grips the golden vase from my hands, the ruby encrusted top bobbling as i hand it over.

He slips it into his bag, then runs his fingers through his hair.

“Hmm. Guess they were wrong about you.“ he says, looking directly at me.

“Huh? What do you mean?“ i ask, confused. What is he talking about?

“They said you are smart, clever. I mean, you 𝘢𝘳𝘦, just no commen sense in that tiny head of yours. I mean, the whole world is searching for this relic right now. A civil war has almost started just over this 𝘰𝘯𝘦 vase. And you think, that someone would just 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 this to you? I mean, thats not only idiotic of you, but your excruciatingly 𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 too.” He declares, chuckling softly.

“What are you talking about? I thought- i thought you said that we could sell it and split the money?” I respond innocently. 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸.

He looks completley disgusted. “Your simply 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩. You shouldve known… i mean, did you 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 think we were going to 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 it? That i cared about you? Your pathetic. Even that boy of yours knows it-“ he says, but i dont let him finish.

I slap him so hard there are red fingerprints across his cheek. He flinches, eyes wide with shock.

“You think you fooled me huh? But who’s the one with the fake vase in their bag? Whos the one who will end up penniless and alone? Not me.” I smile cruelly.

“You think your bad? Well im 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦.” I add, turning around and leaving him with a plastic vase and the real one In My bag.

“What Do You Mean?“ He Shouts Behind Me.

I turn around and look at him while i run. “I mean i swapped the vases you idiot. Jokes on you cause the traitor got betrayed,” i say, then run off towards the plane that is my getaway ride.