By the way, to make this a tad easier, we are going to say that the U.S. Federal Reserve (which irl is more than one bank and just a bunch of complicated government stuff) is one big bank located in Washington State (not Washington DC)
All irl names are also taken from google and will not be used outside of this chapter, but if I got any wrong or there are any uncomfortable with their real name being used please tell me and I will change it asap.
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I was finishing up my shift at Walker Florist Shoppe in Eastern California. I had been working there for about 5 years and honestly I don't plan on quitting any time soon. My manager's good, the pay's decent, and the customers here are always so nice. Most of the regulars are shopping towards close since it is less busy, with the time being about 8:30. There was one middle-aged man whom I had never seen before. He seemed to just be walking around the store, occasionally glancing at me. I didn't think much if it, I mean maybe he just wanted help but was too afraid to ask. I kept going on my way, helping customers pick out or reach their desired plants and flowers until it was finally 9 p.m. I left my coworker, Judy to close, since that's her job tonight, and I walk out to my car. Before I make it to my car an old small car strolls up to me. Thinking I'm about to get robbed, I pull out my pocket knife I carry.
"Woah woah, I'm not here to hurt you, I'm here to strike a deal with you." The man in the car said.
"What's the deal then?" I asked.
"Have you ever heard if the Federal Reserve?" The man asked.
"Obviously, it's where the US keeps like all of its money." I responded.
"I'm offering 3 billion dollars for your help in a heist." He says in a low voice.
"Why me?" I ask.
"Because, Sykunno, you're you." He said.
Sykunno. There's only one place that I'm called Sykunno.
*FLASHBACK*
All I can hear is typing on a keyboard and the occasional sighs or inhales I make as I sit on my computer, hacking into the government database for fun. My friend bet me $100 I couldn't change the name of the president to 'Cheeto' on the front page, so that's what I was doing. Eventually, I did it. I pressed the enter key and waited. Eventually I got a discord notification of an image, the cover page of MyGov.gov changed to: "President Cheeto Overturns New Law that Prohibits Two Cars From Parking in the Same Spot!" What does that law mean anyways? But that's not the point, I want my money. Oh, who am I kidding? I snagged $1,000 of the website, he can keep his money.*END FLASHBACK*
"How do you know that name?" I ask.
"That doesn't matter, now will you partake in my heist?" He asks.
"Uhm, ok." I respond.
"Perfect. Meet at this location, and pack for a week minimum." He said, handing me a piece of paper.
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Corpse's P.o.VI've been running from those damned goons for 3 days now, and they almost got me a few hours ago. I don't know how I managed to escape them, but what matters is I did. Ever since I beat those rich fucks at the casino they've had their men after my ass. An old car slowly approaches me, and thinking it's those guys again, I run.
"Wait! I'm not here to kill you!"
I stop. My hand flies to the gun in the inside of my jacket, keeping a firm grip on it as the car pulls up.
"Have you heard of the Federal Reserve?" The man asks.
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Valkyrae's PoV
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Heist (Corpse Husband x Sykunno)
Fanfic8 people from around the United States are chosen by a man to take part in a heist. Not just any heist, though, the heist of a lifetime. They're robbing the United States Federal Reserve. For the purpose of the story, the United States Federal Rese...