A crescent moon hung over the city of Paris, shining faint moonbeams onto a young girl sitting atop the glass pyramid of the Louvre. The red ribbons tying her hair in twin ponytails fluttered in the slight breeze and if it weren't for the red spots on her black catsuit, she would blend completely into the night sky. A similarly patterned mask obscured the top half of her face. She sat in silence, her eyes never leaving the guards posted in front of the Louvre. She drummed her fingers impatiently; she had already done her part, where was her partner?
As if on cue, a young man in a white catsuit, mask, and cat ears leapt onto the scene. Twirling his baton lazily, he yelled something that must have been a taunt; all of the guards immediately turned to him and charged at his position. The young man laughed in response and turned to run, leading them away from the Louvre. A thin smile appeared on the girl's face; as ostentatious as that cat was, he still got the job done. She slid down the glass slopes of the pyramid and waltzed right in.
The girl marched through the halls of the museum without fear; she had used her own powers to disable the security system beforehand. She followed the newly-erected signs and arrows until she arrived at the Louvre's newest exhibit: "Miraculous Treasures From Around the World." Upon reading the exhibit title, she rolled her eyes. Vague wording designed to bring in visitors and tourists? She sincerely hoped this heist wasn't a waste of her time.
As she weaved her way in and out of the "treasures" on display, her hopes began to fade. Old, dusty scrolls? Bits and pieces of old weapons? Fragments of murals? This was all standard museum fare. And it wasn't even that interesting - all of it centered on some "miraculous superheroes" throughout time. All imaginary tall tales, to be sure - the girl figured it was just a few people ahead of their time that used their knowledge to protect the people instead of doing the sensible thing and using it to dominate and rule over them. Out of spite, she took out her yo-yo (initially, she thought it was a lame weapon, but it turned out to be quite versatile) and sent it crashing through the nearest display case.
A playful voice behind her chuckled, "Are we really here for that one, my lady?"
She didn't even have to turn around to know that was her partner. Instead, she glanced sideways at the now shattered display case: part of an Egyptian mural depicting a woman in a spotted dress and a man in cat ears and a tail. "Ugh," she groaned. "No." She retracted her yo-yo and kept searching. "Be useful and help me find something that looks valuable."
He approached the mural and studied it closely. "I don't know, they kind of look like you and me," he called. "I may just take this and hang it on my wall."
Rolling her eyes, she turned around and yelled, "We didn't spend the last two weeks planning this damn heist only for you to take back some wall decorations! Now come on, there has to be some 'main event' somewhere, something that links all of these ridiculous bedtime stories of heroes together …"
He sauntered over to her, placed his arm around her shoulders, and pointed to a relatively small display case in the middle of the exhibit. The other display cases were illuminated by small lights in their own cases, but this one had an additional spotlight on it from the ceiling. "Like that one, my lady?"
She scoffed. "This better be good …" The two walked towards the case, not sure what to expect. The girl quietly admitted that she wouldn't be surprised if it were just an aged book of fairy tales, but when they stopped in front of it, both of them were dumbstruck.
The main attraction was an octagonal wooden box that seemed Asian in origin. It lay open to reveal seven compartments. Five were placed around the edges with covers that seemed to depict what belonged there: a purple butterfly brooch, a blue fan modeled after a peacock, a green bracelet, a yellow comb, and an orange pendant. The remaining two compartments shared a raised area in the center; these two were meant for a pair of red and black ladybug patterned earrings and a black ring with a green paw print - the exact same magical items that gave her and her partner their powers.
As she sat there, staring at the box, her partner found the information plaque and began reading it aloud. "These miraculous heroes throughout history have once been theorized to be the same immortal person, but upon discovery of this box, it is now believed that different individuals inherited their powers through these items of magical origin. It was once a popular belief that gathering all of the miraculous items would grant any wish, and in fact, in time periods where all seven holders have worked together as a team, unexplainable miracles have occurred. Unfortunately, all seven miraculous items were absent when this box was excavated. We can only hope that all seven have found a good home." He guffawed and smirked at the ring on his right hand. "It's found a good home with me, all right."
She pressed her palm against the glass and announced, "You know what this means, right?"
As he circled his arm around her once more, he replied, "If we get all of them, I can wish that you loved me and we'd get married and have two - no, four wonderful children -"
She backhanded him lightly, saying, "No you idiot. We've been invincible and untouchable for the past two years. No one was capable of standing up to us, and now we know that there are five people that can. We need to hunt these things down." Curling her hand into a fist, she broke through the glass and snatched up the box. Walking away, she said, "Let's get out of here. We've got some work to do."