March 13th: 6:00am
Michael sat in his room, planning out a heist that he was almost done establishing. He drank a bottle of beer, finishing the last sip and tossing the bottle under his bed, finishing the last touches to his plan.
He went to his closet, and took out 4 different types of guns, made sure they were loaded, and slung one over his shoulder, putting the other 3 in his belt loops. He snuck out of his room, and snuck to Chases room, creaking the door open slightly. He looked in, and saw Chase still asleep, under a heap of covers. Michael sighed and shut the door gently, and walked to the front door, putting his black boots on before heading out the front door, shutting it behind him. He ran to his newly bought Audi R8 V10 Plus, opened the drivers seat door, and hopped in. He shut the door, and began driving towards the bank, which was 5 minutes away. Michael cranked up some music, and nodded his head to the beat while driving, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. As the song finished, he pulled up to the bank, took out a black mask to cover his mouth and nose, smirking underneath the mask. He got out, and walked inside, music still blaring in the car, he took his gun off from being slung around his shoulder.
"EVERYONE PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" He demanded, raising his gun at the bank workers, igniting his arms in the pure black fire. There were only 2 people in the bank that were depositing money, or retrieving money, who both put their hands up.
Michael walked over to the cashiers, and demanded the workers for them to open the cashiers, which they did, quickly. They began handing handing money over to Michael, which he was stuffing in his pockets.
"$1000,$2000,$3000" Said Michael in his mind, as the number grew larger.
Michael's pockets were overfilling with money, and he ran out of the bank, hopping into his car and speeding down the road. Sirens could be heard in the distance, they were on their way.
Michael snickered to himself, he didn't even have to use his gun inside the bank. He sped around the corner, the sirens getting louder, an officer car pulled out in front of him, attempting to stop him.
"AH!" Yelled Michael, swerving the car to the side, avoiding the collision with the officer. He looked in the mirror above him, to only see 7 officer cars chasing him from behind him. He sped up, beginning to outdrive the officers, his car was faster than theirs. Michael undid his seatbelt, and began opening the sunroof while driving. He made sure the money was secured deep within his pocket once he opened the sunroof fully. He climbed up, spreading out his black featherless wings, with black horns on the end tips of them, and flew up, only flying up. He flew through the clouds, laughing to himself at his victory. He began flying in the direction of his house, taking off the black mask over his face.
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