Okay so in truth this is my first time writing a fanfic. If the fanfic seems a bit sloppy then I apologize. I have tried my hardest to write a good fanfic for all fans to enjoy, so I hope all this effort has not gone in vain. With that said, please enjoy.
Paris was busy as ever. Cars coming down the street and honking to get pedestrians or other cars out the way, tourists gazing upon the twinkling beauty of The Eiffel Tower and the newspapers being sold out because of today's exclusive headline. A man dressed quite snappily was reading that very newspaper, he had his fedora sitting next him on a bench. It was a windy night in Paris. The clouds were covering the night sky and were so dark they looked like they were taunting the tourists about how it may start to rain. Slowly, with a smile, the man read quietly to himself the headline. "Phantom R: Where has he gone?" The dog sitting on the floor beside him lifted his head up and looked at the newspaper. "After being seen at The Paris Constabulary, The Paris Opera and even The Palace of Versailles it seems the mysterious phantom thief has disappeared into thin air. Phantom R, the famous art thief, has not been seen around Paris ever since the fall of The Hanging Gardens and a fake Napoleon." The man swallowed. It seemed something was on his mind, nevertheless he kept reading. "We asked head of the police force, Inspector Vergier, about his thoughts on Phantom R's mysterious disappearance. 'I'm sure the boy is just planning his next move,' The inspector replied, 'He's a sly fox. For all we know he could be watching us from a distance and laughing as he goes.' The inspector seems more keen on catching Phantom R, reasons why are currently unknown. All we can ask ourselves is this, has Phantom R put away his grabbing hands? Or is he just planning his next steal right under our noses?" The man chuckled to himself as he rolled up the newspaper and put it down. "One thing's for sure inspector, I've not given up stealing just yet…" He picked up his fedora and put it on his head. The dog beside him stood up and barked at the man excitedly. "I know Fondue," He said to the dog, "We'll get to The Louvre right now. If Inspector Vergier thinks I've given up stealing he can think again!"
To him, this heist was all a game. A game that he won every time, no matter how hard the constables tried they could never catch him. The phantom thief chuckled to himself thinking of the many failed capture attempts that The Paris Constabulary tried to pull off. He walked casually towards The Louvre. Of course he didn't have to hurry, everyone thought he had completely vanished. Fondue panted excitedly all the way there, he too couldn't wait to get back to thieving and evading the cops. Phantom R couldn't help but smile at the little dog, he hummed a tune as he went along. Suddenly, while walking through The Place de la concorde, he spotted a young girl dressed in blue being thrown out of a car. She looked at least 14, she certainly wasn't Phantom R's age. She shouted something at the car as it drove off. She picked herself off the ground and then looked at Phantom R. The girl had tears in her eyes but brushed them away angrily and walked away from the scene. Phantom R was baffled by this. "I wonder what that was all about.." He said quietly. Fondue whined and followed the girl round the corner. "Hey Fondue!" Phantom R kept shouting at Fondue but he had already gone round the corner, he had no choice but to chase after the dog. He sprinted after the two and soon found the girl sitting down and sobbing while Fondue was trying to comfort her. Phantom R stared at her for a minute before crouching down to her height and slowly taking her hands. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked softly. The girl stopped crying and looked at him. She let him take her hands slowly away from her face. "You kinda….got thrown out of a car." The young girl was wearing a blue fedora like him but in the middle was light blue instead of red. She was wearing a long sleeved denim jacket with a dolphin t-shirt and a small sapphire pendant around her neck. Below she was wearing olive combat trousers and blue trainers. Her milk chocolate brown hair was in a side ponytail and was tossed onto her left shoulder. She looked at him with her pale blue eyes for a second before screwing up her face and hugging him tightly. Phantom R was surprised at first since no one had hugged him in this way before but, feeling that he should cheer her up, he hugged her back. "That's it….just let it all out" His shoulder was getting damp from the tears but he didn't mind. She snuffled onto his shoulder leaving a pale green sticky substance on it which made him feel a bit queasy, but he kept hugging her because he understood how she felt. He too was left behind years ago, he didn't really like being reminded of it. After she stopped crying and wiped away her tears she noticed the substance on his shoulder and got a tissue to wipe away. "Umm...you might not like talking about it at this time but..", He said as she wiped his shoulder, "Why were you thrown out that car?" The girl finished wiping his shoulder and looked sadly at him. "...Don't want to talk about it huh? It's okay." He smiled at her. The girl couldn't help but feel safe around this man. Phantom R had one of those smiles, it was a smile that assured you that you were safe and sound. It was a smile that instantly won your trust. She reached her hands up to his face, she had navy blue fingerless gloves on. Her hands went to his hair, she grabbed a part of it but didn't pull it out and looked at it. Phantom R laughed. "Yes, that's my real hair colour. It's pretty unique don't you think?" The girl nodded timidly. Phantom R was quite happy that this girl had stopped crying. He then remembered, The Louvre! He stood up suddenly which caused a string of his hair to get pulled out. "Sorry, but I've got to get somewhere right now! It was nice to meet you!" He ran off towards Tuileries Gardens with Fondue following behind. The girl stood up and waved at him with that string of his hair still in her hand. "What a cute girl, I hope I can see her again" Phantom R said to himself. He made his way to the back of The Louvre where a secret entrance was. He smiled. "You remember this don't you Fondue?" He went up to a coloured round pad and pressed some buttons. "Move from low to high to reveal a secret path.." He said to himself. And just as he said it a hatch opened and revealed a secret door. "See what I told you Fondue! I still remember it clear as day!" Fondue barked something at him. "Seriously Fondue? Comparing my intelligence to that girl back there? She's younger than me Fondue. Sure she may have figured out this code but she hasn't got the knowledge of an 18 year old." Fondue blinked at him. "Anyway we should get inside, we can't just stand here all night." They both stepped inside. Inside The Louvre was dark but not too dark that no one could see. There was some light from the moon shining down and lighting up the floor with it's pristine white glow. "Do you hear that Fondue?" He whispered. Fondue was very confused. There was no sound to be heard. "Silence. No distractions, no talking, no nothing. Just silence." He enjoyed this silence for a while, it had been a long time since he had been in The Louvre at night. Suddenly Fondue barked viciously. "Huh? Hey what's wrong Fondue?" He looked at what Fondue was barking at and saw something moving with a red dot on the end of it. "Security camera…" Phantom R said. "They must have kept these in just in case I came back here." Fondue growled at it. "I guess there's no point in taking it out now," Phantom R sighed, "They already know I'm here. So we'd better grab that painting and get out of here." Fondue barked in agreement and they both ran. Phantom R found the painting and put it under his arm. It wasn't a big painting and could easily be carried around by someone of his strength and age. "Okay we got what we need and hey, this painting is lighter than it looks!" Fondue barked and barked. "I know! I know! Trust me, we won't get caught. Now let's go" They both ran until they got to the entrance to The Louvre, with the painting tucked under his arm he ran outside. Phantom R was getting pretty cocky at this point. The constables had not come yet, the artwork was not a pain to carry and it didn't cause him to get sores on his hands either. It was all going good…..until they came. All of a sudden, a spotlight shined on him and then another and then another until he was completely drenched in bright light. He covered his face with his right hand while holding the painting under his arm. Constables were surrounding him left and right, it was as if all of France had teamed up against him. "Nice try Phantom R" A familiar voice said. Phantom R lowered his hand down after getting used to the light a little bit and saw Inspector Vergier walking towards him from the crowd of constables. "We meet again Inspector." Phantom R said with a smirk. Inspector Vergier got his gun out and pointed it at him. "You think you can escape with that painting? Not on my watch." The newspaper was right about Vergier becoming more determined to capture Phantom R, he would even point a gun at him just so he could be behind bars. "Now hand over the painting and I won't shoot" Phantom R didn't budge. Vergier put his finger on the trigger. "I said hand it over Phantom R" The phantom thief shook his head. Vergier was growing impatient. "You think this is some sort of game? Hand it over!" Phantom R put his right hand in pocket. Vergier kept his gun aimed at him. "I gave you a chance Phantom R and you throw it back in my face" He fired. Phantom R didn't know what to do, he couldn't dodge this bullet without getting the painting damaged! Just when he thought it was all over something jumped in his way. The sound of the bullet hitting metal echoed through the air as the silence fell among everyone. Phantom R stared at the shadow in front of him. Who or what saved him? The shadow turned around, it was the girl in blue who had gotten thrown out of that car. But this time, she had golden knucklebusters on her hands. Phantom R blinked. "..Y-You.." All the constables were astonished, Vergier looked at them. "Well? What are you waiting for?! Vite vite!" A group of constables ran towards the girl. She turned around and ran towards them. She punched three of the constables in the face and roundhouse kicked the other. She jumped up into the air and kicked a constable in the face. She rolled across the ground and stood back up, facing the other constables. Phantom R suddenly got tackled by Eric and Lois. He tripped Lois up and kicked him away. He tried to hit Eric but Lois was already back up on his feet and pulled both Phantom R's arms behind his back. "Inspector! We've got him!" Eric shouted. After smashing a constable's head against a wall two times the girl turned to see Phantom R about to be captured. She raced over there and punched Lois so hard that he went flying. Eric tried to take her on with an array of punches but she blocked them with no problem and kicked him in the nuts. Eric knelt down and lied on the ground, wincing in pain. She held out her hand for Phantom R and he gladly took it. "There's too many constables to fight off" He said. Phantom R smiled and put his arm around the girl's shoulder. "I'd really love to stay Inspector but I've got a ride to catch" With this he took out a smoke bomb and threw it on the ground which caused a huge amount of smoke to pile out and create a huge cloud. Vergier and the constables wafted the smoke away only to find that the phantom thief and his accomplice had vanished. Vergier's hands shook with anger. His veins could be seen clearly on his face. "CURSE YOU PHANTOM R!" He shouted to the skies. Phantom R ran across the roofs with the girl in his arms. He jumped down into a quiet street and put the girl down. "There you go," He smiled, "We should be a fair distance from Vergier. I gotta tell ya, his parties are the best." The girl took a box out of her pocket and opened it. Phantom R managed to look inside it to find white thin sticks inside the box. "You smoke?!" He exclaimed. The girl looked at him. "No" She said harshly. She pulled out one of the sticks and put it in her mouth. She broke it off and crunched on it. "It's a candy stick." This was the first time Phantom R had heard the girl speak. There was no mistaking that she had an English accent and a pretty deep one too, deeper than he had heard on any girl. It reminded him of Marie. He smiled sadly and looked down just thinking about her. "You want one?" She held out the box to him. "O-Oh sure." He took a candy stick and bit the top off it. They both munched on their sticks in silence. "...So, why did you save me from that bullet?" The girl shoved her whole candy stick into her mouth. "I figured you needed my thanks for comforting me." She said while crunching the stick. Phantom R shrugged with a smile. "I was just being friendly." He looked down at the girl's hands and frowned. "Where did you get those knucklebusters from?" The girl looked down at her hands. "I stole them from a weapons shop" Phantom R was shocked at this. "You stole them?! But why?!" The girl swallowed and shifted about. "I really needed them, there were a lot of people on my case at the time and I just really needed them"
"But you should have bought them not stole them!"
"Oh what? And you're theft from The Louvre doesn't count?"
"I'm stealing this for a reason!"
"And what is that reason?"
"...I...can't tell you.."
"Why not?!"
"It's a secret"
"Seriously?! It's just….ugh!"
The girl folded her arms and groaned. Phantom R was surprised at how looks could deceive someone. He thought that this girl was cute and sweet but now he saw that she was tough and bad tempered. He wanted to change the subject of the conversation, for the better. "...What's your name?" He asked. The girl looked at him. It looked like he had just slapped her in the face. "...Cleo," The girl replied, "What's your name, Michael Jackson fan?" Phantom R chuckled. "I'm Phantom R and this this my trusty sidekick Fondue." Cleo's eyes widened. "Y-You mean, you're THE Phantom R?! The famous art thief?!"
"Yep. That's me." He laughed. He found Cleo's reaction to be hilarious, it's not everyday that you bump into a famous art thief.
Cleo stared at him for a moment before taking his hand and shaking it. "It's a pleasure to meet you sir!" Phantom R didn't expect this. With Marie she laughed it off, which was pretty usual but sweet at the same time. Cleo just shook his hand as if she was his number one fan or something.
"I-I guess you've heard of me then" He laughed awkwardly. "Oh yes! I've been so astonished at how you break the law without batting an eye!" Phantom R realized she was right. He did break the law without batting an eye. To her he looked cool and walked with swagger. He shrugged. "What can I say? I'm a natural." Cleo nodded. Phantom R noticed it was starting to get late and that the cops would be on his tail by now. "I gotta go, I'll see you tomorrow okay?" He had turned to go. "Wait!" Cleo cried. Phantom R spun around with a puzzled look on his face. "I..ummm..I don't have anywhere to go.." Cleo put one hand on her hip. Phantom R blinked at her. "What?"
"I don't live anywhere here...I'm kinda homeless at the moment."
"Homeless?"
"Yeah. My parents were in that car and they threw me out and...yeah…"
"..I see.." Phantom R stretched out his hand to her. "You can come and stay at my apartment then"
Cleo looked at the hand in shock. "R-Really? You don't mind?" Phantom R giggled. "Of course not! This is my thanks for saving me!" Cleo pondered for a moment before taking his hand. "Okay then I'll come, Phantom R."
"Great! It's a little run down but you wont mind right?"
"I won't," She grinned at him, "So where is it?"
"Just follow me." Phantom R lead her off into the brightly lit streets of Paris, leaving no trace of themselves.
I hope you like the new character I added! She does come across a bit rude at times but she'll get better as it goes on I promise! If you would like more of this please let me know! Did you enjoy this first chapter? Let me know! I love feedback!