“
You’re joking right? I’m Boomerang!”
“Still don’t know who you are, jackass!”
“
Yeah? Well that’s dementia for y’, you twat.”
The old man’s remark sent a small surge of anger through Fred Myer’s body. Over a year he had been doing this, and yet still people had no clue who the hell he was. Surely the costume was a dead giveaway. It was covered in Boomerangs after all! There’d also been footage of him on the news before, albeit him in cuffs and in court, although regardless that shouldn’t have given him some recognition. Regardless, this old fart was going to remember the name Boomerang after today!
After all, he was robbing the place.
Stepping back from the disgruntled pensioner, Boomerang turned to face the rest of the cabletied hostages, surveying the situation at hand. So far everything seemed to be going according to plan. Him and the rest of his motley crew; Shocker, Hydro-Man, and Speed Demon, had taken hold of the joint with no problem at all, gathering the staff and customers into the bank’s main lobby. Especially since Spider-Man was currently indisposed. Before hitting the place, Boomerang had waited until the wall-crawling bastard had been spotted and posted about on social media. Apparently today he was dealing with some kind of incident at some fashion company. Hopefully the punk was picking a better looking costume!
Although even if Spider-Man did many to finish whatever it was he was doing, Boomerang doubted that the guy would swing all the way out to Jersey City. Place was an utter dump! As well as an utter bore. Personally he figured that he was doing the city a favour by robbing the place. It would give the people something legitimate to complain about for once.
The loud sounds of metallic clanging from one of the bank’s back rooms caught Boomerang’s attention. It was seem that Shocker and Hydro-Man had managed to find a way to open the vault. A short cheer from them confirmed the fact.
They were actually doing it!
That thought soon disappeared from Fred’s mind however when the sound of a police siren rung out over the temporary silence. Someone must have pressed the silent alarm! Boomerang swore loudly as his eyes darted to the bank’s front windows. It would seem that this was going to get interesting.
As such, a burst of colour and wind rushed passed him, whizzing out of the bank’s door. It returned several seconds later, stopping next to him in the form of his colleague Speed Demon.
“There’s lots of them, Freddy” He said with a face full of glee. “Caught sight of one of the drivers too. Hot. So hot!”
While incredibly useful, Speed Demon was always an enormous pain the ass. Ignoring the speedster’s latter comment, he turned to reply.
“
How are Shocker and Hydro doing?” He asked inquisitively. When he didn’t reply, Boomerang scowled, before snapping his fingers in front of the guy’s now daydreaming face. “
Oi!”
“Oh..Sorrrry!” Instantly he disappeared, leaving a gust of wind in his place, before reappearing where he had been stood about a second later. “Yeah, they’re just packing up now.”
The news made Fred smile. All they needed to do now was make a clear getaway. As such, just as the thought was passing through his mind, the police decided to would be a good idea to arrive.
“You’re dead moron!” The old man from before shouted from where he had been cowering on the floor.
Boomerang rolled his eyes. Did he really think that he couldn’t take care of a few meesely cops? Whipping a boomerang out from his belt, he pointed it forwards towards the man.
“
You think so Gramps? Well you just strap yourself in and watch the show!”
With that, Fred flicked his wrist to the right, letting go of the weapon. The projectile whizzed through the air, smashing through the window and straight into the nearest police car, lodging itself into the car bonnet with a faint thud. Instantly, the exploding boomerang erupted in a flash of light and fire, sending the vehicle flying into the air in a ball of fire. The cops outside scattered immediately, most calling out in terror and fear. Boomerang just watched with a smile.
Not wishing to delay the mission any longer, he headed backwards towards the vault door in order to help the rest of his crew. As if on cue however, Shocker and Hydro-Man rounded the corner, duffle bags slugged over their shoulders and in their arms.
“Let’s bounce boss!” Hydro-Man said with a smile, as the two villains handed Boomerang and Speed Demon each a bag.
Deciding to take their lead, the four charged towards the banks entrance, towards both their freedom and the cops, whom had now begun to rallying outside. Luckily Shocker was spearheading the charge. Moving quickly, the quilt-suited man raised his right arm, aiming his gauntlet towards his targets. He fired, releasing a blast from his vibro-shock units, causing the bank’s remaining windows to shatter, as well as bring all the men to their knees.
“
Speed Demon.” Boomerang commanded as the group headed out of the doors and neared the now downed police officers.
“Got it Boomer.”
Instantly the speedster overtook the rest of group, rocketing into the cops at high speeds and knocking them backwards and into unconsciousness. By the time he had finished, the rest of the group were crossing the street towards their getaway vehicle, Boomerang laying down protective fire as they did so, launching boomerangs everywhere. Chucking the bags into the back of the van, the four of them crammed into the rusty old van, as Hydro-Man attempted to start the engine.
After several seconds of intense revving, as well as a couple of loud creaks, the vehicle lurched forwards. Gaining speed, the van raced down the road, the bank and the cops growing smaller and smaller in the mirrors.
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