Chapter 1 - The Transfer (Revised)

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( Y/N's POV )





It was 11:48 PM, before midnight. Free running through the rooftops back to my Apartment wearing my usual dark-colored outfit. Steel-Toe boots, flexible jeans, a t-shirt, and gloves.




I had to have my equipment on me because the entire city is on curfew between 9:00 PM and 6:00 AM. It got this serious that the local Police Department are doing double the nightly patrol. That makes it harder for me to rob people blindly. But I had a very good reason though. I rob the rich to help the poor. Simple as that.





~Timeskip~




I was finally back in my Low-End apartment, 0112 S Rockford Dr. Apt 13. My phone was ringing from my pocket. I pulled it out at it was Lamar was the one calling.




Lamar: Wassup fool, where you at?




( Y/N ): Why are you calling me at this hour?



Lamar: Because homie I want to know what you took!




Oh right. I forgot that Lamar found out that I was Spectre. When word got out that someone is breaking and entering their homes to steal valuable items to sell or cash, they became worried. The man behind it was later titled Specter. And this deep sh*t Lamar wanted to be like me just to rob everyone. Guess he can't when I eventually broke into HIS house and robbed his money.




( Y/N ): Sorry Lamar. I didn't take anything tonight. I was just taking a stroll around the city. That and there isn't anyone around because of the city being in lockdown in night hours. As well as closing the stores." ( Y/N ) reminded.




Lamar: Well sh******t. Well you can always rob them in broad daylight!




( Y/N ): That's stupid Lamar. My victims will be awake and It'll be twice as difficult compared when they're asleep. Since the cops are on higher alert at night, they make it harder for me to break in.




( Y/N ): And did you wanted something else other then me robbing people?

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