Unceal Crow: I Am A Monster (Completed)

XVIII (Last Chapter)

   This will be the last chapter of Unceal's origin story. Thank you all for reading this. This means a lot to me.

Play the song above as you read the "This Can Not Be Happening" and "Somebody must pay for this" Thank me later. <3

   Look at this beautiful bank. They really keep this part of the city really clean. No debris anywhere, nobody sleeping on the sidewalk, there isn't any gunshots, you see kids walking with both parents, this is very beautiful to see. Very uplifting, you know? Time for a little remodeling.

   "We storm in the bank, this big bank only has one guard, two people beat him up, tie him up, and throw him in a corner. Don't worry about the cameras, the world need to see us. The rest of us will handle the people behind the glass." I tell everybody as we approach the doors. This is it. This is my time to shine.
   "Are you all ready? It's our time to shine." I say as I kick in the doors. I kick the door in and everybody freezes in place. All eyes are on us now. Their eyes quickly fill with horror as they see two of my men beat this poor guys brains in. I kind of feel bad for the old bastard.

   "Alright, everybody don't panic, okay? My name is Unceal Crow. I'm not here to hurt anybody, But I will hurt somebody if that person does not follow my instructions." I explain to the crowd of people.
   "Your Jenna and Adam's boy." An older lady says out loud.
   "Ding, ding, ding, you're right do you know what you have won?" I ask. The lady just looks at me.
   "No answer? Okay, I'll tell you anyway." I pull out my gun and shoot the lady in the head. The whole bank starts to scream. Cries fill the entire room. I shoot into the sky to shut everybody up.

   "Oh, I forgot to tell you all I hate the mention of my parents. I'll advise you not to bring them up ever again." I say as I climb up onto a table In the middle of the room.  "Now, everybody in here is one of the main reasons why Clarksville is the way it is now. Everybody in here knows Tony Russo runs this bank, and you people still come here in put money into this bank knowing that Tony takes everybody's money bit by bit. You all openly support a mob boss, who works with a pedophile that pedophile being Doctor Nathan Leo, and I bet some of you people sent your own kids to that pedophile for "treatment"."

   The room is now quiet. Nobody is saying anything. Everybody is looking around the room. I guess this is what commanding attention feels like. It feels fresh, it feels new, and it's so exciting! It feels good to be king!

   "Open up the door!" I hear one of my men say to the bank teller. The guy behind the glass shakes his head "no" with a smirk. "Open up or I'll blow your fucking head off!"

   "It's bulletproof you idiot. I swear you criminals get dumber and dumber by the day and the cops a be here soon." The bank teller explains as he flips off my guy.

   I smile and get off the table. I head towards the two. I reach into my jacket pocket "I would say the cliche thing here. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way." But you already picked one." I say pulling a hand grenade out.
   "This glass here is bulletproof but it isn't grenade proof. I pull this pin here, and throw this grenade back there when the police come they'll be trying to put you back together. So open up the door!" I explain to the guy.

   He looks at me contemplating on what to do. I start to see sweat form on his forehead. It really isn't a hard decision honestly, if I was in his shoes I would most definitely open the door.
   "Okay I see you're having a hard time deciding on what to do." I say to him as I turn around to the rest of the people. "Since our good friend behind the bulletproof glass isn't being a nice boy and making the proper decision. I'll make it for him." I pull the pin off the grenade. Everybody gasp in shock even my own men gasp.