(Warning, this might be a bit short.)

Our story starts in the middle of the night in a small village. All the shops were closed and all the villagers were sleeping peacefully. Well, not everyone in the village was sound asleep. One person was wide awake and was silently sneaking into a store. The figure was short and was around the age of ten at least, wore a deep purple cloak that covered it's back and head, black gloves, long black pants, and more notably, a white and black mask, the white side having a smile on it's side while the other side had an angry expression. Once they managed to prevent the door bell from ringing, they managed to steal a good portion of the cash register and some food that would last a normal human for about a week. Once they stashed the loot in the sack they had, they drew on a nearby wall, painting the mask's duel expression. They then snuck out of the building, loot sack in hand and keeping in the shadows.

"There. That should last me until next week." The masked stranger said to itself and it left the village. "Now all I need to do tomorrow is to try to get candy. They've been getting smarter with that issue." The figure then sighed and headed back to its home, plotting to return to the village in order to get some sweet treats.

End of Chapter 0