this is inspired by the song "Partners in crime" by set it off
~inudigifan201
Sirens blared in the night as a masked duo fled the scene. Wanted posters lined the streets of Paris depicting two teens in masks. The girl had a ladybug theme while the boy had a black cat motif.
They were notorious thieves and lovers. Some believed they were the reincarnations of Bonnie and Clyde. Others thought they were ghosts. Either way, police couldn't seem to catch up to them.
The duo didn't leave any finger prints, they didn't use guns or any conventional weapons, and they disappeared shortly after each heist.
She used a yo-yo for a weapon while he used an expanding baton. Although unconventional, they were effective.
They got cocky and didn't pay attention to the old man they were robbing. He tripped the silent alarm when they broke into his shop.
"They'll never take us alive."
Some people wondered why two kids turned to a life of crime.
Theories surrounded the pair. They were poor and needed the money some people believed. They were bored and crime gave them a rush others thought.
The truth? He was the son of a famous fashion designer and she was the daughter of a baker. His mother was really ill and his father froze his son's assets when he brought his girlfriend home. They stole to pay for his mother's hospital bills as well as to support themselves after they ran away together.
He didn't understand why his father didn't like his love, but he couldn't change the past. She was just down for the ride. She would travel to the ends of the earth for him. And he would do the same for her.
But, they found out they were good at being bad… too good.
Although, living on the run was not the best way to live.
"They'll never take us alive."
Police surrounded the pair.
They were cornered.
The police's orders were to take them alive since they were just kids.
However…
One officer was a bit trigger happy and fired one shot.
The boy dropped to the ground in a pool of his own blood.
"They'll never take us alive."
He had blocked the bullet from hitting her.
She fell to her knees and cried as she heard his heart slow down to a standstill.
The chief of police handcuffed her and escorted her to the back of a police car.
She watched with watery eyes her love de-transform and lay on the ground like a lump. Not moving. Not breathing.
"They'll never take us alive."
She could do nothing. She felt helpless.
She was sent to a juvenile detention facility. There she found out a depressing truth. She was pregnant with her dead love's child.
They never took them alive, but they got her… and their son. They wouldn't let her take her own life. She couldn't live without her love, her partner.
They were the perfect partners in crime.