Louis whistled lowly to himself, dropping the lightweight duffel bag onto the cold metal table that sat in the middle of the vault. He swung the keys around his finger, each individual one held an engraved number that correlated to the specific metal safes in the walls surrounding him. The blue eyed male walked up to a random box, looking at the engraved number on the metal box- 324. He nodded to himself, flicking through the metal keys until he found the right one. it was a bronze colored and a bit rusted. He licked his dry pink lips in interest as he pulled out the metal safe and placing it on the table. He smiled at the weight, opening up the lid and finding money bunched together with a rubber band.
The male quickly stashed the money into the duffel bag, continuing the same procedure with 3 other boxes, adding it up as he went. The light flickered in a blink above him as if it was a warning that someone would be showing up soon. As he turned, throwing the duffel bag over his shoulder , a large male approached wearing a navy blue SRO shirt with a shaved head and heavy looking eyebrows.
"Fuckkkkk" he let out a faked distressful sigh and dropped the duffel bag and putting up his hands with a smirk, his feather hair hanging slightly over his blue eyes- dimming them to an arcane deep blue. He almost looked a bit hellish with the smirk on his face only growing wider as the man pulled out a gun faster than he could blink as he suddenly moved his feet forward.
"Stay there !" the man spoke gruffly, keeping the gun aimed. Louis made a motion with his hands, putting them up a bit more.
"promise i wont. But.." In a swift movement he pulled the dagger from his back pocket, swinging the recently sharpened blade into the side of the mans neck. "I have perfect aim." He let out a short lived snort as blood ran from the mans throat, his brown eyes wide at the sudden moment, he soon dropped with a loud pummel to the floor.
He picked up the bag and knife in a vast movement, throwing it over his shoulder once more before heading to harry. His black and white Vans pounded on the floor, echoing throughout the empty corridors. He skidded to a halt, stopping in front of the taller male who stared at him confused for a moment.
"Dont ask, we gotta go. We dont need witnesses." The blue eyed boy spoke in a quick manner, keeping his words simple as he tensed, hearing sirens blaring off in the distance. Harry nodded, pushing his brown hair out of his face in a stressed way once more before turning to the people that were trapped and smiling- dimples out.
"Today's your lucky day, you all get to burn in hell" He pulled the machine gun from beneath his waist and pulled the trigger.
-----
Liam licked his lips nervously, closing his eyes as he rethought the situation he was in. Should he try to save Niall or just warn the others and head off. Of course, he knew niall would rather him leave- we dont get attached, we're not supposed to. He let out a breath he held in, keying his way into the department, his boots light against the floor. He knelt down, keeping his presence on the down-low as he focused his attention on the bustling of the officers.
" We finally caught the leader- shouldnt that stop it?"
"not really Jody, you see we've never got an actual description of the boys- only camera blurs. We need him alive to get info. Hes the one that constructs it all...but he never gets his hands dirty. so it was odd to find him doing his own dirty work here"
"well if hes gone and eliminated from the board... no more killings?" Jody asked, her voice confused,she was obviously a new officer.
The other cop let out a scoff, the thump of a mug hitting a table sounded throughout the place." You'll get it soon. He cant be placed in custody technically because he never killed anyone. I know- dumb right."
Liam shook his head, sneaking slowly past the room they were talking in and heading towards where he knew niall would be. He wasnt one for killing like the others, he doesnt wanna waste lives unless he has to. Maybe it made him seem more sensible and sane but he didnt mind being seen as a coward if it ended up in him not getting caught for a life sentence.
Sirens blared throughout the building, making liam pause in his steps. The hustle of boots against the floor made him panic, his heart thumping against his ribs. The brunette darted his way behind a wall, head low as he watched multiple feet pass him.
"We have 2 males, one tall with medium length dark brown hair, the other shorter. Blue eyes. At the bank east of us" an officer yelled, the sounds of guns clocking as they all proceeded out. Liam let out a breath, eyeing the ground "Fuck...shit." he stated once he no longer heard the sound of the officers, knowing who they were talking about.
The boy peeked over, taking a hesitant step out and heading to the room holding the blonde. He pulled his lock-pick from his dusty brown boots, clenching his jaw as he neared the handle and carefully manuvering the pick. He smirked, finally hearing the click of it being unlocked.
-------
I stopped with the timing, got too lazy oops.
YOU ARE READING
Serial Killer
Fanfiction"Okay, so why am i not allowed to smoke weed but zayn can?" "Because when you smoke, youd rather hug your victims and tell them its gonna get better. " Or Where these guys go around doing dumb shit like robbing people but as usual other conflicts...
