Chapter 8: The Unexpected I
Make sure to check my Patre.on out if you want to support me and want to read advanced chapters: Patre.on.com/voidness75
[10 Chapters in Advance on Patre.on]
...........
Chapter 8: The Unexpected I
...........
It was an ordinary day in Gotham. The bright sun shone upon its alleyway. However, there seemed to be a shadow that blocks a significant part of that light from reaching the skin of the living.
It was the shadow of corruption, fear, and uncontrollable desires. It's also the curse of depravity, sins, and immorality.
Yet even under such dire circumstances, there were plenty of people walking through the city's dark streets.
Among those people was a short old man with an ugly-looking fedora on his head. He also had pair of gloves on and a small shoulders bag, leather, and classic.
His grey beard nearly reached his belly. If the fedora and his glasses were taken from the equation, one can safely say that he's well attired.
His destination was right before him, Gotham bank. Used goods are a common thing in the world, but this bank was used more than every used thing in the world combined.
It was robbed, destroyed, fucked by bullets, etc more than one can count, poor thing indeed. Greed is quite the powerful desire, achieving horrible and miraculous things day by day.
Ralf walked into the bank calmly. He was quite old, and he had experienced, so staying calm wasn't that difficult, especially after staying with the absurd death-seeking Ian for months.
It has been two weeks since Ian spoke the forbidden words, since he became a heretic by telling Ralf to shave his beard.
There weren't many people in the bank as it's Friday and it's near to closing time.
He made his way to one of the tellers, a specific one. The chosen teller by Ian himself.
The timing was perfect, or perhaps preplanned. He was calm and collected as he reached the counter and slightly smiled at the teller.
He didn't speak but just handed the teller a piece of paper as stealthily as possible without acting strangely.
He even acted as he was speaking to the teller but said nothing, he can't let his voice be known.
The teller looked at him strangely before starting to read the paper. Nervousness and fear appeared on his face.
All the paper had was information and a few instructions. That information is what brought fear to the teller's face.
His house's location, his wife and children's names, school and work schedule, and a few more personal pieces of information... Too personal.
The group has observed the bank from afar, and they chose him as their target. They followed him and watched from afar, they also did the necessary investigation to get as much information as possible.
The teller took a gulp of fear before he was able to calm down just a little. He had started reading the instructions.
[Calm down. Don't scream. Act Naturally. Don't push the alarm else action will be taken.]
[If I don't leave the bank in a certain time period, action will be taken.
If my partners outside notice any suspicious activity, action will be taken starting with informing my colleagues that are next to your house, and Action will be taken.
Place all the money in an envelope. No chips. No dye packs else action will be taken.
If the police are informed in less than an hour, action will be taken.]
One of the most important things bank workers learn is to comply with robbers, trying to be a hero will simply get you killed or fired.
However, there is something called silent alarms which tellers and workers can trigger without the robber's knowledge thus thieves often find the police already waiting for them outside of the bank without them knowing.
There are also dye packs, rarely used nowadays but useful. It's a radio-controlled device used by banks to foil bank robberies by causing stolen cash to be permanently marked with dye shortly after a robbery.
Ian naturally took the precaution of that which is why he personally wrote the note and made sure to remind the teller of Ralf's partners, imaginary ones. Indeed, there was no one keeping an eye outside nor was there anyone near the teller's house.
Ralf took the envelope and put it in his shoulder bag then just walked out of the bank, slowly and calmly.
Despite having near blind faith in Ian, Ralf still couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief once he saw no cops outside.
He then made his way to an alleyway not far away with swiftness, he didn't run but just walked as fast as he could.
He walked to the side of a large garbage container, in a well-hidden spot. Everything was already prepared for him as he hid behind the garbage container and picked the things hidden in a black plastic bag.
A small container filled with water and a few tools and clothes. Indeed, it's time to get rid of the beard.
He started shaving right there and then with swiftness, his goal was to get rid of the beard quickly thus he naturally didn't do a good job but achieved his purpose nonetheless.
He made sure his hair and DNA only falls into the container which he closed afterward and changed his clothes then took off his gloves and put everything in the plastic bag, not leaving anything behind. He even put his shoulder bag in the plastic bag.
He then walked out of the alley from the other side with the bag in his hand, as if he has been shopping, and the lucky thing is that the area was safe from cameras thus his new look wasn't seen.
It of course wasn't luck. All of it was planned by the one who believes himself mediocre, not smart, and perhaps he's right.
It all didn't need much thinking because he spent most of the time thinking of how to make it more dangerous.
"Move and you're dead. Not just you but everyone in here." Ian spoke calmly as he stood behind the security guard.
It was closing time, and the guards were about to start asking the people still inside to leave only for one of them to do this.
The guard complied, nervous but confused because he was pretty sure everyone knows there are cameras in the museum.
The area they were in was isolated and the cameras didn't have a clear view of it but that didn't matter as it already
Ian added further, "I want you to slowly take your handcuffs and put them on your hands, make sure your hands are behind your back. Understand?"
The guard complied and did as told. Only then did Ian take the guard's gun and basically everything the guard can later use, especially his keys.
The guard was then knocked out though not before taking a faint look at the robber, a blonde guy with black eyes.
Those were the last things he'd later remember and what the cops will use to look for the robbers because directly after that, Ian took a black mask from his backpack and put it on.
It was at that point that someone passed by, and Ian could hear someone else telling him to leave with the former saying he has to go to the toilet.
That person was none other than Mike. He passed by Ian and took the keys handed to him then continued on his way.
Ian naturally took care of the guard who followed, so far so good. No one tried to resist, and not one bullet has left Ian's gun since he took possession of it.
They actually have several guns as every store they robbed had a gun inside.
The two remaining guards were soon knocked out as well, by Ian and Barney with no trouble whatsoever. That only happened after they knew the cameras were disabled by Mike, giving them ample freedom.
Ian made sure to remind Mike to get the harddisks or the memory cards as even though they disguised themselves, a lot of people in this world would still be able to find them despite that.
"Ladies and gentleman. I introduce you to the jewel of the world, the beauty of nature, the Russifer Diamond..."
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
VQuintessence
VQuintessence Make sure to check my Patre.on out if you want to support me and want to read advanced chapters: Patre.on.com/voidness75
[10 Chapters in Advance on Patre.on]
Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone