The morning sun shone high in the sky marking it as mid-day however our story begins inside a boring old bank. Inside people milled around and stood in lines waiting to for their turn at the stalls while a graying guard sat on an old plastic looking half asleep. A man wearing purple stripped clothes and a toothy grin walked into the bank then observed his big debut. He took place in line placing his hands in his pockets with his grin never lowering even an inch. If the security guard was slightly more awake perhaps he'd have noticed the floating hand that suddenly appeared next to his holster, or perhaps even felt it grab onto his gun before flourishing and disappearing into nothing. Alex walked up to the bank teller with a grin which unnerved the young woman who none the less kept her professional look.

"So how many robberies?" asked the grinning man.
"Beg your pardon?" the woman replied
"This bank. How many times has it been robbed?"
"I assure you sir that your money is safe here"
"Doesn't really answer the question."
"Well as far as I'm aware sir this bank has never had an incident"
"SPLENDID. THIS'LL BE A FIRST FOR EVERYBODY!"

Chesire folded into himself and appeared behind the teller who was too shocked to run away before Alex put a knife to her throat. The doors crashed open as five men carrying old Tommy guns, firing them into the air to cause chaos and wearing card themed masks ran into the bank. The security guard rose quickly with a practiced gesture to his empty holster before he was smashed in the face by one of the criminals.

Chesire appeared on top of a teller's stall gripping the woman while his minions gathered everybody else onto the floor.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMENT A WARM WELCOME TO THIS SITUATIONAL SHOW. I'LL BE YOUR GREAT GRACIOUS GANGSTER FOR TODAY'S TOTALLY TERRIFYING TIME. I SWEAR IT'LL BE A MOMENT YOU'LL NEVER FORGET!!!... unless you have ptsd I guess but I'm not a psychologist "

@Skinner35@GreenGo@dnich1123

As Tobias was walking through the town, he heard the faint sound of sirens wailing as they zipped down the streets. They seemed to be heading towards the industrial part of town. So, he followed. He had his uniform and gear hidden under a trench coat, as he normally did, to decrease suspicion. Although, he didn't have a problem with his attire, nor his tools. But the police did, so he complied. He quickly cut through alleyways, and even through buildings to keep track of the quickly moving police cars. Then, he heard the banks alarm system ringing out. "Wait... No fucking way." He said with slight joy, he was finally going to do something interesting. He tore off his trench coat, to reveal his army garbs, and many weapons. He ran past the police, yelling back to them. "Don't worry, this'll be over shortly." Over time, he grew a relationship with the police force. If he didn't attack them, they wouldn't attack him. Besides, he did everything that they didn't want to, along with some other guy, but he didn't quite know the other guy.

He bashed through the door, pulling both of his Desert Eagle pistols. "Party Time."

@Skinner35
Inside the bank, Alex was alone in watching the bank with a bored look on his face as the woman he held started to cry. His eyes shot open and his grin returned as the door burst and a cheesy looking man tried to give a cheesy sounding one-liner,"Ohh Goody did you bring enough tea for everybody?" He shot back before throwing the woman at him and jumping into cover and pulling out a handful of knives.

"No... Wait, besides the point." He said as he caught the projectile person. "Civilians get out of here, I want to have fun." He yelled as he moved forward, covering behind a outing in the wall. He needed assistance.

@Skinner35
"Wait what point? Did you not bring any cake!" A voice shouted from behind the counter "How rude, Just absolutely rude. This is like that time my mother in law didn't bring a gift to my wedding. Course I don't haave a mother in law nor was I ever married but back to the topic. I mean here I am trying to give everybody a good time when one of my won't even bring snacks"

He came out from behind the outing, getting two shots off before going back. "Dude, do you always talk this much during fights?" He asks, switching his pistols for his shotgun.

Billy was in his apartment, enjoying a smoothie and the end of a Sherlock Holmes novel. After finishing the last page and sighing a satisfied relief, Billy turned on the television and kicked his feet up. He flipped through the channels, enjoying the senseless garble that came out of the box, a nice change from being in his head and stories all day "....But I thought....in all the gin...DAMN IT...shots fired..." "huh?" Billy turned back to the channel with the shots

"At The 3rd bank of the city, an armed forces member appears to be going head-to-head with a rogue mutant, witnesses have reported seeing the mutant teleport and do other alarming things, causing this reporter to wonder, could this be the menace known as The Doorway Man finally showing his face? I'm Ida Nomuch, for channel 312, back to you in the studio, Chuck...."

Billy immediately stood, he knew what he had to do, so after changing into his work clothes, Khaki pants with lots of pockets, a Doorway Man t-shirt he'd bought online, a long captain's coat he'd sewn a hood onto, and his sword, he sighed once more, looking down at his arms flecked as they were with various scars, "Maaann, I hate this part" He said, as he reached for his sword and began cutting his arm while thinking intently about the inside layout of The bank in question. A doorway began to appear as Billy's arm leaked its red vigor, the space between the posts a swirling mass of red, blue and yellow, and then, Billy stepped through. the whole process took less than twenty seconds, but it always felt a lot longer.

Billy's Doorway opened behind the teller counter...He knew he probably shouldn't have done that, but it WAS the safest place if shots were being fired. Crouching down, Billy looked around and saw, to his bemusement, A floating and smiling mouth.

@GreenGo
Alex was giggling in a high alcove like he'd just thought of the best plan ever. He'd removed his mouth to distract the gunman then he planned to drop kick him once the hero had charged behind the teller so confusion filled him when another man appeared suddenly. The mouth just frowned trying to puzzle what was happening right now before it spoke up with a grin "Why hello there Mr. Curly Locks. May I just say your hair is ABSOLUTELY LOVELY! Do you style it yourself"

Alex's mouthless body dropped down from the alcove at a diagonal angle, his feet impacting on the portal hero's side the force of which shot him across the back teller before gravity slammed Alex down onto the ground back first. Pain shot through Cheshire's lower spine and tailbone "GAAHHHHH! DEAR GOD THAT HURTS!!!" he writhed around on the ground for a few seconds before picking himself and dusting himself. Cheshire awkwardly picked up his mouth floating under the counter and placed it on his face.

He coughed in embarrassment for a second before striking a cheesy pose and giving his most boisterous villain voice "Ahh so a hero's fallen to my cleverly thought up plan..." He didn't actually know what to do now as he stared at the hero "I guess we fight now right?" Cheshire asked him as he pulled out a kitchen knife. Then Alex started cursing under his breath when he remembered he could fly and probably could have prevented slamming into the ground.

“A tip for you, Minnie.” Harley’s hands were flying over a pile of scattered tea leaves, meticulously picking out the ones that looked far too damaged for proper use. “If you’re trying to get anywhere, you want a bike. Your everyday car won’t cut it, and if you try going anywhere without one, then you’re just gonna wind up with the cops on your tail. If you don’t have a bike, you’re just better off walking. You getting me, kiddo?"

Delta had been given that little snippet of advice when she had first gotten into her vigilante career, and she had spent the past year or so begrudgingly saving up almost every single penny she had gotten from work to get her hands on a bike. She was nowhere near close to actually getting one, but it gave her aching feet something to look forward to, at least. The mutant was currently strolling the streets per usual, crowbar slung lazily over her shoulder, politely ignoring the bewildered stares shot her way as she went along.

Contrary to what the movies would lead you to believe, vigilantism wasn’t always just action packed battles and rock music blasting from some invisible stereo. It really mostly involved a lot of wandering around unless you had a real lead to follow.

Or until you were lucky enough to stumble across a crime in progress.

Like right now.

She was making her last loop around this particular block when the sound of bank alarms pierced its way into her focus. Eyes widening, Delta’s head snapped around to the building, allowing her to see several other merry costumes decking it out right smack in the middle of the place via window. Grunting a little, Delta hauled her ass over, slipped past the police through the doors, and tried to figure out who was doing what in all this mess.

Out of the three suits there, Delta had a strong feeling that it was the guy wearing cat ears, talking in the voice of a 90s era cartoon villain, and swinging a knife around that was the one causing the most trouble here.

Just a hunch.

Casting a glance to one of the other guys hanging around (by far the most well prepared, given the fact that he was toting around enough artillery for a small army), Delta turned back to the odd cat man and concentrated on channeling her power. Eyes narrowing with the effort, she drew the screams of the panicked bystanders from their mouths, pulled it into a neat little ball of invisible sound, and dragged it right beside CatMan’s ears before letting it pop. The effect would be similar to a flashbang going off, if the flashbang also somehow contained the ungodly shrieks of the damned.

Delta had learned quickly enough that, when it came to facing villains, fighting fair would just land you with a knife in the ribs more often than not. Better to pull your aces first before they could.

@JImFromTheOfice@Skinner35

@JImFromTheOfice

Answering without thing Billy replied "Well actually...Wait....OOOFF" Billy felt himself catapulted through the air as a sudden force hit him hard in the side and ribs, he landed roughly against the far wall and took a few seconds to get his bearings before getting up. He was just so used to being the one doing the surprising, that being on the receiving end of an unexpected dropkick had kind of knocked him off his feet. But he stood up, dusted himself off and drew his sword.

Billy looked his opponent up and down for the first time, facing each other as they were. There was definitely something vaguely reminiscent of Lewis Carrol in his appearance "Though I suppose I cannot help but go among mad people" the purple coloring, the wide smile, the eyes as large as houses and feline-esque, yeah, definitely like Billy just stepped through a looking-glass.

As the strange creature wielded the kitchen knife in his hand, Billy smiled, drawing his sword and his mind harkening back to the stories of audacious pirates and noble heroes outside the law, fighting and subduing great monsters, he adopted a stance.

"I guess we fight now right?"

"Unless you're too much of a scaredy-cat" Billy taunted

As he saw the new guy get kicked, a sound bomb went off a little to close to him, he was thrown back as he went temporarily deaf. "Dammit." He whispered as he got up. He turned around to see the person who cast the bomb. "Well, don't just stand there, take the cat out." He said as he pulled out his broadsword. "Medieval eh? I like it." He said all too happily as he hacked at the windows separating the lobby and the back area, it shattering to pieces.

@GreenGo

"Unless you're too much of a scaredy-cat" Billy taunted

"Ohh Cat puns, always a classic." Alex rushed at Billy with his knife until a shriek filled the room which caused him to flinch and momentary staggered forward almost crashing into the floor. Cheshire took a few hoops backward to create room away from the portal man and what he feared was a new threat.

@EchoicChamber
He blinked and wiggled his jaw, trying to restore the equilibrium in his ear and stop the ringing "Meep. meep. MEep" Alex made a weird noise until he was able to dispell the confusion. "Ohh two on one that's not very fair. You look like you two would make a good team. I can see it now, the adventures of pinky and curly". Alex contemplated his new Saturday morning tv and was about to say something incredibly clever to Mock the Sonic heroine until the original gunman started hacking at the teller.

@Skinner35
"NOW THAT ISN'T FAIR! THAT'S JUST THAT'S... GAHHHHHSKJAF:FKLNWAFIJEAISALEGIU!!!" Alex started screaming gibberish in impotent rage and frustration before his face gave a completely serene look. He ran his eyes over the three new heroes, weighed his options and was silent for a moment. Then Alex knew there was no helping it. He didn't want to do it but they all left him with no choice and the villain saw no other options. Cheshire gave a focused look, took a deep breath... Then he flung his arms at the heroes. One flew towards Billy and the other to Toby as the disembodied limbs tried to choke and smother the two men as a distraction. Alex armlessly jumped over the tellers with fear on his face and ran like hell towards the doors.

@JImFromTheOfice
"AH HANDS WHAT?" He yelled as random hands tried to grab him. He swiped then away fruitlessly. He just staggered back and got away from them. "Noise maker, get in here!" He yelled, trying to figure out how to suppress the situation.

Pandora was out doing a bit of window shopping dressed in her leathers, her hair seized up into two extreme Twin Ponytails and would have stood out anywhere she walked just for her style but then there were here eyes.

The Iris were bright pink and didn’t seem to glow but actually glowed with the energy of her ability which she could never turn off. People pressed themselves tight to buildings or fled to the other side of the street as she wandered along ignoring their baseless fears for she held them no harm only hoping till she found some release for her pent up energies the local law enforcement didn’t roll up and become pushy as it never ended well.

It was in such a mood that she soon found the local lawboys hunkered down behind their cars looking towards a bank as some others pushed the crowd of curious onlookers back.

The soul of curiosity Pandora surveyed the area for a spot from which to satisfy her need to look into what this was all about and after a few smooth Parkour like acrobatic moves she was sitting on a nicely placed fire escape that gave her the best view into the bank where a small battle was going on.

A man wearing garish purple striped clothes use some sort of selective displacement to attack two other men inside the bank as he fled towards the door giving her a good idea of who the villain was so trusting in her luck she decided he was the perfect person on which to expel her excess negative probability; all she had to do was wait till he was outside.

"Ohh Cat puns, always a classic."

"I find that...Wha..." Billy was confused, he hadn't done anything except stand there, ready to repel the attack of the strange creature and yet the Strange Cheshire-Cat-Man-Child-Thing (names in the moment were not his thing) had hopped back and begun to make strange noises, as if he had suddenly been deafened.

Everything happened very quickly after that, and Billy found himself a rather aggressive floating arm as the Strange creature began to race for the doors, Billy had to agree, under normal circumstances it wouldn't exactly be a fair fight, what with the punk-rock looking person that He'd suspected was the cause of the sudden deafening, however when one can remove and fling their arms at an opponent to act of their own accord, surely the rules should be adjusted.

"Someone Stop Him!" Billy shouted to no one in particular, tumbling over the counter and into the main area, trying to close the distance between armless-boy and he while thwarting the arm's choking attempts. Billy wasn't exactly sure how one fights a disembodied arm, there wasn't a lot of precedent in the books he read, but he suspected that he wasn't going to be doing it too much longer if he couldn't figure out a way to stop Cheshire (yeah...yeah that feels right)

As the Cat began to run away, he had to barrel back through the window, and run after him. "Hey, Kid. It's smarter for you to stop now." He yelled to the running villain. He seriously didn't want to have to put in all of his force to stop him, but he may have to. He sheathed his sword and sprinted, his veins turning a deep blue as he pushed his adrenaline. He closed the distance between him and the Cat boy.

As the Cat began to run away, he had to barrel back through the window, and run after him. "Hey, Kid. It's smarter for you to stop now." He yelled to the running villain. He seriously didn't want to have to put in all of his force to stop him, but he may have to. He sheathed his sword and sprinted, his veins turning a deep blue as he pushed his adrenaline. He closed the distance between him and the Cat boy.

As soon as the obvious villain stepped outside of the doors of the bank to prevent any of the police officers or bystanders being harmed Pandora became involved.

She leaped from her perch catching the outstretched arm of a street light to slow her decent and released her grip at the lowest ebb of energy so that she could land with a tumbling roll which ended in a standing position a few feet from him where she released a barrage of negative probability on him which landed with what seemed at first no effect but in actuality now cursed him with all the bad luck she'd been holding back all day.

The effect was spectacular as the sidewalk beneath his feet crumbled into sand and a water main broke sending a fountain of water powerful enough to flip a car straight up from under him.

@RumikoOhara@Skinner35
Just as Alex booked it through the doors he felt a heavy weight crash into him and he instinctively tried to use his flight to lessen the impact. This just made both Toby and Him fly out the doors even faster which made them crash through the swat team about to breach the bank. The hero and the villain flew into the street right at a passing food truck, however, Toby was lucky enough to push away at the last moment. Alex wasn't so lucky and the vehicle hit him as it tried to stop which sent enough force to shoot him forwards, his legs catching a light post causing him to spin horizontally in mid-air.

Cheshire only spun for a few seconds before he hit a brick wall behind an alley, comedically sticking into it before the sadistic bitch know as gravity dragged him down into an open dumpster which closed with a bang. Alex lay in a bed of trash, his body feeling like it'd just been hit by a truck which it did. He groaned in pain wishing he was dead when half a dozen officers appeared with pistols pointing at him.

It was a terrible day. Alex was contemplating what brought him here. Specifically, he asked himself why he tried to guard the front of the bank alone without any training when he had five completely capable mercenaries who seemed like they knew what they were doing with him. Part of him was severely questioning why he'd decided to become a villain when, meters away from his bed of trash, the bank exploded. "Ohh right... Distraction duty."

@GreenGo@GreenGo
Toby and Alex flew through the doors and a strange set of circumstances happened that neither Billy nor Minerva could predict. None of that really mattered to them because a deafening explosion racked across the building and caused it to shake. Within seconds, chaos filled the building as screams of terror were heard from the second floor. The screams of Women and Children, The hostages who literally nobody asked about that were in the first post.