Deaths embrace; rio v x agatha h.

𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒

The moonlight shone upon two teenaged children, one shorter than the other. The young girls brunette hair fell out of her hood flying across her face as the wind blew on the two. They approached a house, a familiar house belonging to Agatha Harkness. The only light source being the warm light shining from the living room, the sound of footsteps was heard, shoes scraping against the footpath.

They climbed up the towards a window on the second story of the house, small smashes could be heard as the teenaged boy accidentally knocked over a vase looking for something in the woman's closet. The faint sound of footsteps could be heard by the two as the boy had taken a pendant from the woman's closet, slowly assessing the design of it before the woman had barged into the room leaving the two startled.

"Hey!" She yelled at the two as the young girl jumped at the sudden loudness and looked over at her partner in crime. "What are you doing?" She yelled again as the two swiftly made their way towards the window they had previously came through. "What did you take?" She asked as her tone was laced with fear and worry as the two escaped through her window.

"You gotta be kidding me," she sighed as the two were sliding off her roof as she was slowly making her way through the window with small grunts, "Don't move! Freeze! Here we go." She shouted to the two as she muttered the last part to herself as she clung onto her house wall forcing herself up. One after the other the teenagers swung down from the roof as the brunette let out a small grunt at the impact on her legs.

"Whoa!" Agatha exclaimed as she slipped from her roof falling into the floor in a heap as she wiped her hands on her shirt before slowly making her way back to her feet. The two continued running as they heard distant shouting from the woman. "Hey! Police!" She yelled hopefully looking around for some time of miracle, "Don't you run from me!" She shouted as the two made their way over the fence Agatha hot in their wheels.

"Hey! Stop!" She yelled once again hoping the two would stop and turn themselves in. "Police!" She exclaimed before the sound of buns crashing over was heard from in front of her because of the youngest girl kicking one over as she ran causing her to stumble letting a small groan escape her lips. The teenagers continued running as the oldest boy tried to climb the metal fence only for the dog to bark at him and Agatha to catch up.

He slammed Agatha against the fence as he grabbed into the brunettes arm as they ran alongside each other. They made a swift turn as the boy looked back at the furious Agatha, a white car had pulled in front of the two as they rolled over the car the young woman landing on top of the boy with a groan as she held herself up with her hands. A surprised gasp escaped Agatha's mouth as she ran over to the two teenagers. "Hey. Hey, you okay? You okay?" She asked the two as she shook the boy beneath the girl as she fell on top of him, her eyes fluttered closed.

"Oh, my God. They came out of nowhere." The blonde woman exclaimed with a shaky breaths as she stepped out of her car looking at Agatha as worry swelled in her eyes. "Ma'am, get back into your vehicle!" The brunette ordered the woman who lifted her hands up in surrender as she lowered herself back into her car. "You alive?" She questioned the boy as she gently rolled the young girl off top of him as she pulled his scarf down that was covering the lower half of his face.

His eyes opened as he narrowed him at Agatha. "Good. 'Cause I'm arresting you and this girl now. And I want you real alert for that. All right come on." She said to the young boy as she helped him up only for him to look down at the young girl then back at Agatha. "She's unconscious and bleeding, at least help her." He said to the woman who sighed and nodded her head and looked down at the girl.

She picked her up, surprisingly she was quite light, she had brought the two in for questioning but now she had a little girl to heal up. She laid her down on the cool metal table as she was handed a rag by her co-worker and applied some pressure to the opened wound. "Will she be okay?" He asked the brunette nervously as he bit his thumb nail. Agatha looked up from the girl and a small, reassuring smile tugged at her pink lips.