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SEVENTEEN YEARS AGO
In five, four, three, two...
"This is Jim Hellerman, reporting live for channel two news outside the Capital West bank at Main and Sixth. A group of heavily armed men stormed the bank not three hours ago and took an unknown number of hostages."
"Hey, get them behind the counter!" One of the robbers yelled to another. "Now you've put me in a position where I gotta do something I don't want to do. Hmm? Shit!" The man yelled into his wallow talkie. He looked around at the scene in front of him. Many people were huddled up in corners and behind the counter, looking scared out of their mind. The man sighed heavily. He was well aware of what was waiting for them outside. This was definitely not his original plan. He watched as more hostages were forced over with the rest when a young, school girl approached him.
He turned to her when he heard her steps. "Hey, get back with the others!" he yelled at the girl who stood there innocently, her hands clasped together behind her back.
"I heard a rumor..." the girl said quietly.
"What? What did you say?" The man asked, leaning towards the young girl in a threatening way.
"I heard a rumor..that you shot your friend in the foot" The girls voice echoed into the mans ear.
The man quickly turned to the other man that was standing over by the other hostages, cocking his gun.
"Hey dude? What the hell?" the man groaned and let more shots ring of of his own gun as the first man shot him, square in the foot.
"We just heard shots from inside the bank. It's uncertain if any hostages have been harmed in that" Jim reported to the camera.
"up there!"
"And now there's some movement on the roof. Possibly law enforcement."
A young, blonde haired schoolboy crashed through the ceiling of the bank, landing right next to one of the robbers. The boy quickly grabbed the robber, smashing his head against the counter with immense force before throwing him across the room. The robber flew through the window, crashing out of the building.
"Looks like one of the armed robbers has been thrown from the bank."
The first man looked around in shock as bother schoolboy entered the building.
"guns are for sissies. Real men throw knives!" the boy yelled before throwing a pair of his knives at the man and the young girl. It looked as if the knives were going to hit the two, before they quickly switched direction, pinning down another robber on the wall to their right.
