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Content/Trigger Warnings
Murder
Wounds
Death
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𝟻. 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘
Wilbur was sat in his room staring out the window waiting for time to pass by faster but it didn't seem to. ''We'll be back home later tonight!'' Phil's voice could be heard in Wilbur's room, that was his que, his que to go commit crime. Just the way he likes it. Quickly he pulls his Apollo attire out from the vent and puts it on, only falling over once this time. It is a true record.
He opens the window, pulling rather harshly at the frame as it was very stiff and eventually the villain made his way onto the roof of the garage. Climbing his way down the vines on the side of it, falling down the last fifty centimetres because he is a clumsy, tall fuck whether he likes to admit it or not.
He quickly pulls himself up and brushes off the dirt that had gotten on his coat. He stares around making sure no one actually saw him climb out. Maybe he should've done that before jumping out of his window but luckily no one was out this late anyways. Now the plan was actually quite simple, he was going to meet up with Vulpes and Hypnos and rob the bank.
So just like that he went off to their meeting spot, the alleyway down the street of the bank. When he got there Vulpes was already there sitting on top of a fire escape.
''Hello!'' Vulpes greeted, Apollo got down from the stairs to get to his friend, ''Hey king, how are we doing on this fine evening?'' Apollo asked, fixing his blindfold, making sure everything is covered. ''I'm great, we have to hurry though Hypnos is already inside. He said you were taking too long and that he wanted to 'go to bed' '' Vulpes said, making little quotation marks in the air with his hands.
Apollo snorted at Hypnos's attitude towards the situation and followed Vulpes to the bank's back door. It is quite a weird idea to give a bank an unguarded backdoor, but really which villain would complain.They wouldn't. When the two entered they saw Hypnos already carelessly swinging a sword around -pretty close to some people's body parts but he didn't really seem to care much-.
''Apollo! my friend!'' Hypnos said walking over to them, The bank was quite empty except for some people that worked there and about ten civilians that just were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
''Hypnos, Did you send them to get the money yet?'' Vulpes asked, smiling, looking behind Hypnos to try and see if anyone was moving behind them. ''Nope I thought Apollo would like to do that for us'' Hypnos smiled pushing Apollo forward who was grinning ear to ear.
''Of course, of course I would be honored. Alright! Go to the back and fill these bags with as much money as you are physically able to, Bring them back to us and no one will get hurt'' Apollo's voice rang through the workers ears as they quickly took a bag from the villain.
Apollo snorted as he could already hear the doors to the bank burst open, just in time his 'friends' had arrived to watch him pull his stunt. Odysseus, Achilles and Theseus were stood right in front of him. Neither of them really looked like they wanted to be there, which could only be classified as fair as the brunette was about to pull a fun little stunt.
''Mon friends!'' Apollo announced throwing his hands in the air in celebration, ''You're just in time, here let me get ready!'' Apollo snickered, grabbing one of the hostages by the arm and pulling them up.
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