Heist for the day

The street was in its usual state: bustling with activity. The sidewalk was filled to the brim with peoples, moving in both scenes. Everyone seems to follow the general movement, as if following a natural instinct. Next to the sidewalk, the road was packed with cars, all of them unmoving, stuck in traffic. In the middle of this pack of citizens, one man was strangely standing out from the crowd. Wearing a black pants, a tall individual was moving with a cold determination. His head carrying a black beanie, itself covered by a blue hoodie. Shielding his face from the preying eyes of the passer-by was a white mouth mask. People next to him would briefly cast worried looks at him and move a little faster, as to not be right next to him. However, their attention would only last short instant, realizing that there wasn't anything else special about him. You we're in America, crazier thing has happened every day and an individual wearing all those accessories weren't uncommon. The pedestrian was thus able to arrive without issues to his destination. Standing in front of him was an imposing white building, where at different interval people entered and left the building. Those people all wore different expression, some entered happy, some entered afraid, some would enter hopeful, but most of them left with their face looking like they gave up on life or something.

-Yep, seems like a regular bank to me !

He entered the building with a worriless path and was welcomed with the sight of neatly-arranged counter and lines of people waiting for their turns. Seeing him enter a security man approached him, his colleagues eyes following him. The security guard arrived in front of him, making a show of imposing figure and wearing a stern expression on his face.

-May I help you sir ?

-Yeah. I would to make a withdrawal, everything in the vault, please.

The security guard let out a chuckle and gave a look to his colleague. In response two of his co-worker arrived next to him, smiling mockingly to the other man.

-Alright pal, very funny. If you don't got business here, would you please leave ? People are working right now and we wouldn't want to make you leave by force.

The man responded with a sigh and grumbled something under his breath.

- What was that ?

As soon as the security guard said that, the man moved each one of his hands around a security guard's throat and lifted them off the ground. The third security guard draws his handgun and shot several bullets into the aggressor. However, the man just stood there, still holding the two other security guards, who were struggling to get off his grip. He then effortlessly threw the two of them toward him, sending the three of them to the floor. Still shocked the security guard felt himself grabbed by the collar and was lifted into the air like his colleague. He was welcomed by the eyes of his aggressor, shining a bright red light, that he could see coming as well from under his beanie.

-I said, "always when I'm trying to be reasonable".

Slasher then proceeded to draw his left arm blade and violently stab the man repeatedly.

so jeannie thought it'd be a nice normal day, she was visiting america she couldn't wait to go sightseeing. but first she had the actual reason she was there.

she was on a business trip for her daddy, she was a the bank to pick up some money for him. a research grant thingy or somthing from one of the university's he was helping over here .

sure it'd make more sense to do some online bank thingy but her daddy was old fashion and didn't trust machines to handle stuff like that preferring to do it in person.

jeannie didn't mind being a good little delivery girl if it meant a trip someplace fun. plus daddy might get her a new toy for doing a good job too.

so off to the bank she went, and it seemed normal well besides the odd man there was something odd about him the guards thought so too when they went over to him.

then out of the blue he attacked them? really why did the bank she went to have to be the one to get robbed? she really had the worst luck with these things. huh looked like the guards need help
plus she can't get daddy's money she came for if the banks was robbed.

hopeful someone will call the cops tell then she'll have to do.
umm actually stabbing people isn't reasonable at all mr. robot? or robbing banks you need a time out

if the robo robber was programed to have a sense of humour then the tiny blonde girl that looked like lost tourist with her i love new york t shirt and bag that had sightseeing maps sticking out of it. confronting him would make him chuckle

Slasher just looked at the young girl, unsure how to respond. What was that tourist saying after he just stabbed to death a man right in front of her ??? The other civilians in the bank just started screaming and running toward the exit, some just standing there, still in shock about what was happening. He shook his head and just let go of the limp security guard body. Deciding to ignore this avatar of weirdness, he started looking for an employee. He caught sight of one of the security guard he had knocked out, trying to crawl away from him. He lifted him by the back of his neck and started speaking to him.

-So, like I was saying, I'm taking everything from the vault and if you don't want to join your pal over here in the afterlife, you better take me to it. NOW !!!

The guard was visibly not in a position to decline, quickly nodding to his aggressor. Slasher just started walking in direction of the inside of the bank, following the direction of the cowardly security. The guard just looked at the girl, his eyes flashing a "Please, help me ! I don't want to die stabbed by an ugly half mechanical man" look toward her. Slasher then abruptly stopped in his track. His hand shifting from a blade to a some kind of sci-fi looking object, shining of a unnatural light.

-Oh and before I forget....

He then proceeded to turn toward the young girl, lifting his arm-blaster and shooting in her direction, a sadistic smile on his inhuman face.

oh crap! jeannie was surprised when the terminators blade turned into some kinda ray gun looking thing, she thought he just had a blade to worry about.

darn he must be one of them fancy shiny terminators. he'll be trickier than she thought to deal with if his full of surprises. no fair that's cheating changing you hand into stuff. she ducks behind a desk to get out of the way of his blaster thingy. hold n mister guard guy i'll get us out of this somehow.

After shooting in her direction, Slasher broke into a running pass, entering deeper into the Bank. That brat had dodged his blaster and while it wasn't a proof of imminent danger, he didn't want to waste too much time killing a random teenage girl. If she followed him, he would retaliate, but he didn't think she would actually try, that shot must have made her crap her pants. He kept following his hostage direction, telling him from time to time what would happen to him if he tried to trick him. He had encountered several employees, as well as a security guard, while he ran to the direction of the vault. Those that hide from him, he ignored, sparing them as he didn't have the time to start a slaughter, the cops might arrive any minute. But the people that came near him.... That was a different story. He tried to target his victim's vital organs, not feeling generous enough to spare them. Behind him, the wall was covered in blood, making the bank looks like it came out from a horror-movie. Soon he arrived in front of the vault, which was obviously closed.

-Well, time to go to work, now! Oh, and just in case...

Slasher let go of his hostage, letting him fall loudly on the floor. But before he could even stand on his feet, Slasher lifted his right leg high and let it fall violently on the man left knee. A great ,sickening, cracking sound , as well as a painful scream came out of the security guard body. The poor soul started rolling on the floor, holding his broken knee and letting escape whimpers from his mouth. Uninterested by this, Slasher took out explosives from his duffel bag and started placing them on the heavy vault door. In one moment a great boom will shake the door and let him access the wealth inside the bank.

darn robot with his crazy lasers. she saw one of them alarm buttons banks had and pushes it, yeah calling cops good idea right now to slow that bad robot down and save the bank people.

she grabs the guns from the knocked down guards maybe she'll have better luck then them with shooting at the robot. she hears a big boom boom. really he has bombs too, agh she wants bombs maybe that'd stop him. oh well can't help that know she see the robot entered the vault hey daddy and everybody else money was in there. she can't let him get away with that.

she see the guard and decides to try and help him get to safety before trying to stop the robot hold on mister i'll get you somewhere safe, the cops should be getting here i pushed the button you guys have under the desk seriously who everys desk that was should pushed it before they left. if they want leave us to deal with this all alone, they could call to for help first.