"Well you know what they say.. the equivalent to true love is that of two caffeine addicts with supernatural abilities stopping doomsday..."
"...Salem, who says that?"
"Me fucker!"
This is Jim Hellerman, reporting live for Channel 2 News outside of the Capital West Bank at Main and Sixth. A group of heavily armed men stormed the bank not three hours ago and took an unknown number of hostages.
"Hey, get them behind the counter!" A man shouted as the alarm blared loudly. He held his gun up at the hostages. "Now you've put me in a position where I gotta do something I don't want to do. Hm?" He scolded through his walkie-talkie. Then Allison skipped up to him. "Shit!" The man raged, putting the walkie away.
Him and Allison turned to look at each other. "Hey, get back with the others." He demanded. Allison smirked, looking him up and down. "I heard a rumor.." she whispered. "What? What did you say?"
Allison giggled, leaning forward with her hand near her mouth. "I heard a rumor.. that you shot your friend in the foot."
The man's eyes when white for a moment before he looked at his gun, and pointed it to another guy he was working with. "Hey, dude! What the hell- ah!" His friend cried out as the man shot him in the food, and accidentally shot through a glass window. He looked at the gun, and back at Allison in disbelief.
We just heard shots from inside the bank. It's uncertain if any hostages have been harmed in that.
"Up there!"
There's some movement on the roof. Possibly law enforcement.
Luther smashed glass, dropping down from the roof with it. He took one of the guys and smashed his head into a counter, throwing him out of a high window.
Looks like one of the armed robbers has been thrown from the bank!
"Guns are for sissies. Real men throw knives!" Diego shouted as he ran, throwing two of his knives and using his capabilities to change the direction of his projectiles in mid air, stabbing a robber on either side of his chest.
"Move Diego! Watch out!" I shouted as I dropped down from the ceiling on my string of web while upside down. I did a cartwheel, kicking one of the robbers down to the ground. I kneeled down and put one fit on his chest. "Sir, do you think I'm pretty?" I asked.
