The Crazy Six

Life Keeps Going

Alice sped up as the police gained on them. "Stop the car and let's have a little fun hahaha." Jack laughed. "Are you insane?!" Alice asked him, yelling. "If I'm not mistaken," Jack said, in a nonchalant voice. "The root word of insane is sane. Another term for being sane is sanity. And that would just slow me down, dear." Jack ended with a serious voice. "You got two guns. If you die so easily, then you'll only slow me down anyway." He added. Alice immediately stopped the car, took the guns off of safety, and jumped out the car. "Time to play." Jack whispered as he also got out the car.

The police stopped and got out the car with their guns. "Stop!" One yelled. "Don't take another step or we will shoot. I repeat, do not take another step or we will shoot." He warned. "There are four." Jack whispered. "Two for me. Two for you." He said. "Fair enough." Alice said. "How many police does it take to capture poor little Alice?" Alice said, in a innocent voice. "Your whole squad." Alice said, in a more siren voice, as her eyes turned glassy. Suddenly the police dropped their guns and started screaming. They went hysterical. Banging their heads against their car doors and scratching their faces. Jack took this time to shoot both of his assigned enemies in the face. Alice kissed both of her guns and shot the remaining two police simultaneously. They died instantly. Her eyes turned back to normal. They rushed back to the car realizing more police were probably going to come for them.

"What did you do to them?" Jack asked, intrigued. "Why are you blaming me?" Alice asked him in the same innocent tone she used with the police. Jack laughed. "If you want to see what I see, cut out your eyes and put in mine." Alice said, in a serious tone. Jack stopped laughing and looked at her eyes. "Where are we going?" Alice asked him. "Just go straight for now." He said. "We are gonna make a name for ourselves. People are gonna see us and look in awe!" He added. "Why not just lay low?" Alice asked. "It's easy to die. So I might as well leave a legacy behind for people to remember me by. When we die, life keeps going and going. It don't stop. But if I end up in a history book, my life ended up better than the loud kid in the back who was always talking and ended up being a drug addict." Jack said. Alice sped up. "Very true." She said. "So what's our name?" She asked.