I walked into the bank and got in line to get a loan, it was my student college loan, but after thirty minutes of waiting in line the doors slammed open and people with monster masks on walked into the bank wearing black hoodies, jeans, black boots, and black gloves, guns in their hands leveled at people.
“Nobody move!” yelled a guy wearing a frankenstein mask.
There were five crooks. They all had pistols in waist holsters, but they all carried different main weapons, the frankenstein and zombie carried a sawed off shotgun, the clown and mummy carried M15 machine guns, and the scarecrow carried an AK-47.
Everyone in the bank instinctively raised their hands like they were being arrested. The guys wearing monster masks walked slowly up to the front of the bank
“Get on the ground now,” said the mummy man.
Everyone did what they were told, except for me.
“Get on the ground man, or we’ll shoot you,” said the guy wearing the zombie mask
“No.” I replied
“What did you just say?” he asked
“Why did you guys do it”
He lowered his gun and his stance a bit, I couldn’t see his face but I could tell that he was confused
“wha-”
“I know that you guys are robbing this bank so you can pay the guy that gave you the project nova drug, otherwise known as that gives you powers, but you want more of because it makes you feel invincible, so you’ll probably take more than you’re supposed to.”
“How did you know,” he said raising his gun and his guard back up
“Because no one would rob a bank that’s 20 minutes away from a police station guns blazing with only 5 people, and have no way of opening the safe.”
He looked at me stunned
“Either that or you guys are just stupid and decided to rob the first bank you saw.”
“What are you doing!” yelled Scarecrow Mask. The guy wearing the zombie mask turned toward him
“You’re suppose to get the people on the floor so they won’t try to run away.” said the scarecrow walking toward the zombie
“Why are you chatting with this guy,” he said annoyed
“He knows why we’re here,” replied the zombie
“What are you talking about?”
“He said we’re here so we can pay the guy who gave us the drugs that gives us powers,”
The scarecrow looked at him for a second then looked at me.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“The guy who’s gonna stop this little bank heist of yours, but first I’m gonna need to know who gave you the drugs” I responded
“Ok, Ok, well. We’re gonna have to kill you now” said the scarecrow, raising his gun at me.
I opened my trench coat, used my powers and grabbed the gun. My black tendril that looks like a tentacle that was inside my trench coat hit the gun out of his hands and slammed him and the
I forced tendrils to go after the clown and mummy, but they heard the scarecrow and zombie hit the desk, so they turned around just in time to see the tendrils coming towards them, they raised their hands and the clown froze one tendril and the mummy burned another one.
“Ah, I was wondering what your powers were,”
“Mike get the others, tell them we have company,” the mummy said ignoring me.
The one wearing the clown maske whose name was apparently Mike, ran through the employee door.
“You’re making a big mistake messing with us, we outnumber you,” said the mummy.
Without saying another word he shot out his hands and sprayed fire towards me like he was carrying two flamethrowers. I shot my tendrils up and wrapped them around the top of a column and pulled me up, out of the way of the fire. I made more tendrils come out of my jacket, put them against the ceiling, and pushed me towards the fire guy, straight into his spray of fire. The sooner I took this guy down the sooner people could get out of the building. I wrapped my tendrils around one another, melting together making a shield, so the fire couldn’t hurt me. I ran right into him, and when I hit him knocked me down, but I was able to roll around and land on my feet in front of him. He got up and pointed his hands at me, palms raised, but I was too fast. I ran up to him, hit the front of his throat, stunning him, grabbed his arm, spun around behind him,held his arm out, twisting his arm around his back so he couldn’t move or use it, grabbed his other arm that he turned towards me, and was about to shoot fire with keeping his hand faced away from me, but some people were right in front of me and were about to get roasted. So I pointed his arm up towards the ceiling right before he shot a huge burst of fire, blowing up part of the ceiling, letting huge rocks fall smashing the floor.
He rotated the palm of his hand he used to blow up the roof to my face, so I used my hand grabbing the wrist of his arm that just blew up the roof let go of his hand. Turned my arm around and swung my arm back to him to elbow him in the face. I threw my weight forward and used my hand that was holding his arm to throw him over my back and onto the floor. He was very slow, like I wasn’t expecting him to be like a black belt, but I was expecting at least some fast reflexes or more of a fight. He raised his arm toward me when he hit the ground, but again he was too slow, and I used the heel of my boot and kicked him in the face, knocking him out.
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