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17 years ago
"In five, four, three, two... 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 robbers stormed the bank not three hours ago and took an unknown number of hostages."
You and Luther were positioned on the roof of the bank. Luther began to run, smashing a window and falling through it in the process. You watched him as he fell to the floor.
"Idiot," You mumbled under your breath before using your powers to fly down to the floor, you created a shield as a robber started shooting at you. Extending one your hands out, you crushed the man. Calling out Luther's name, he grabbed the man and tossed him out one of the windows.
Diego ran into the scene, carrying his supply of weapons, "Guns are for sissies. Real men throw knives." He threw two knives, curving them to hit one of the robbers square in the chest.
The one robber left outsideclimbed onto the desk, pointing his gun at you and your siblings, "Get back, you freaks."
"Hey," Diego shouted, "Be careful up there, buddy."
"Get back now!"
"Yeah. Wouldn't want you to get hurt." Allison taunted.
Five teleported into the scene, scaring the robber, "Or what?" As he teleported away, the robber shot Five's previous spot repeatedly.
When he stopped, Five appeared behind him with his arms crossed. The robber brought up a stapler gun and attempted to shoot Five, whojust smirked at him, "Ooh! That's one badass stapler!" He knocked the stapler into the guys forehead, rendering him unconscious.
As Five hopped off the desk, you couldn't contain your laughter in anymore. Your brother gave you a questioning look, "What? What's so funny?"
"Dude, your voice totally cracked. Not exactly a badass." You continued to laugh, Allison joining in.
Five looked a little hurt, "Hey."
When you noticed you tried to say something, but Ben spoke up, "Do I really have to do this?"
"Come on, Ben. There's more guys in the vault." Luther told your brother.
Ben sighed, "I didn't sign up for this."
As Ben entered the vault, Luther turned to you, "Y/N, we need you get the hostages out of here, safely."
You nodded in response and moved to the center of the bank and closing your eyes—moving your fingers in intricate patterns by your sides. Red magic began to seep out of your hands and enter into the minds of the hostages. Their eyes glazed over with red, before they began to disperse.
