Everything is Red

Chapter 7 - Where Have the Years Gone?

Herman stepped out of a metal vault with two bags of money in both hands, he tossed a bag to a man standing close to the entrance of the large vault.  He then tossed another bag to a man dressed in all black who wore a ski mask over his face. This man stood guard over a group of cowering people huddled near the vault with two other men surrounding them. The two other men similarly dressed in all black and ski masks held the people at gunpoint yelling at the people not to move if they didn't want to lose their head. 

Herman walked back inside the vault and up to a large fence that blocked off part of the large vault from the rest of the room.   He threw his fist back charging the electrical weapons attached to his hands and punched forward at the air sending a massive shock wave at the gate in front of him.  The gate buckled under the wave and went flying into the room it was protecting with a loud crash. Herman stepped over the crumpled gate as he walked inside, he looked around at the hundreds of drawers in front of him.  Herman began sliding each drawer open, grabbing the contents out of each of them.  Each one contained a different item in it, he grabbed jewels, gems, deeds and wads of cash from the safety security boxes.  By the time he was finished he had filled two more leather bags. He whistled at the other men as he walked out, they all followed behind him still watching the hostages with their guns as they backed out of the bank and into the street. Herman pushed open the doors and walked up to a parked white van that sat outside of the banks' entrance. Two of his men stood in the entrance holding the doors open still training their guns on the hostages huddled near the vault.  The men watched the people ensuring they did not sound an alarm or attempt to call anyone. Herman threw the bags he was holding in the back of the van as he held the doors open for the rest of his men to toss their leather bags in to the van. 

"Hurry up let's get going already! We don't know when the poli - " Herman yelled as his men threw their bags into the van, but was cut off by what sounded like music.

Herman fell silent as he looked around at the surrounding buildings, he could hear music faintly coming from somewhere above them.   As it grew louder and louder he pointed at his men to train their guns on a roof just above them.

"Is that We Will Rock You?" One of Herman's men asked with a quick glance at Herman while he still kept his gun trained on the roof above them.

"Why yes, random bad guy number 2, it is! Sung by the ever-lovely voice of Mr. Queen himself!" A man said through a megaphone as he appeared on the roof of the bank looking down at them. He was dressed in a red leather suit and carried two guns and a pair of swords strapped to his back.

"Do we really need to do this with the music? Listen I'm just as big a fan as Queen as the next super spider but this is a little much!" Herman recognized this voice as he saw Spider-Man appear next to the overly loud man with the megaphone.

"YES SPIDEY WE NEED TO DO THIS WITH THE MUSIC!" The man yelled through the megaphone at Spider-Man, causing him to jump back and rub his ears.

"Fine Deadpool, you get one team decision and this was your one free pass! I'm just glad it was this and not the alpaca sidekick you wanted to get last week." Spider-Man said shaking his head as he glanced down at Herman. "Oh hey, Herman!" Spider-Man said with a wave. "I didn't know you banked here."

Herman gritted his teeth as his fists started glowing with electrical waves.

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Wade grabbed the radio as he jumped off the side of the building as it exploded from the impact of the shock wave sent their way. Bits of brick and cement flew around him as it plummeted to the ground with him.  He shot a grappling hook at the side of the building as he swung down landing on his feet right in front of the two baddies that were guarding the entrance. Wade kicked the closest man to him in the chest, sending him flying back into the bank. He tossed the radio from his right hand to his left hand as he grabbed the gun out of the other man's hand, passing him the radio to replace the gun.