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Nova City Bank, The Heart of Nova City




Made in collaboration with @Estylwen, @Crimson Flame, and @Goblininamech



It was payday. Finally.

”Power's been cut to the block, boss.” Came the voice through the walkie-talkie. 

Ethan grinned behind his half-face gas mask. The other half was his masquerade mask over his eyes, and the hood draped over his head. Masked Solaris was about make headlines again. This time, with friends.

He glanced to Pestilence and Pine sitting in the back of the van with him. They were geared up too, and ready for game day.

”Like we discussed, Pestilence, throw your gas grenade out the moment we enter. With their temporary blindness, Pine, I want you to ensnare all the hostages with vines. Then we break through the locked door, have Pestilence cut out the generators, and we plant c4 on that vault. Then, we rake in the cash, leave a dirty bomb for the heroes to play with while we leave.”

The van bumped along the road, before it screeched to a halt. Ethan spoke into his radio. ”All men, move out!”

And he pushed open the back of the van, leading the group out at a jogging pace to the front of Nova City Bank - the biggest bank in the entire city. It was surrounded on all sides by Solaris men in gas masks with rifles, with at least six vans watching the entrance and exits. And, discreetly on the side, was a getaway vehicle sitting under the office windows.

Ethan pushed aside the double doors, entering the lobby of the bank. Surprised glances their way turned into horror as he proclaimed loudly. ”Stick ‘em up, this is a robbery!”

Pestilence walked in the bank in his full regalia, right behind Ethan with his cane in one hand, the foot ball sized grenade in the other and a duffle bag that contained his ‘present’ for the heroes. As soon as everyone turned the grenade was already airborne and releasing its toxic payload in a pinkish fog. “Not to worry everyone, it's temporary you will be fine, trust me I’m a doctor.” He said as he used his cane to slide the grenade further into the crowd of people. All who breathed it in had their vision at first turn fuzzy, then blurry, before going completely black.

Poison Oak raised his arm, and thick thorny vines erupted from the floor and walls. The vines coiled around people’s arms and legs, pinning them in place. Of course some people ran and screamed in terror as vines grabbed them. Pine couldn’t help rolling his eyes. These people’s money supported the industries that were destroying the Earth. But when the Earth fights back, they’re the ones that scream the loudest. “Stay still.” Pine said matter of factly. “The vines tighten if you struggle.”
With a flick of his wrist, a particularly unruly vine pulled a bank guard’s weapon from his holster and flung it across the room. Pine turned back to Ethan. “The room is secure,” he said calmly. “No one’s going anywhere unless I decide otherwise. Now, let’s get this over with before the so-called heroes show up to ‘save the day.’”
Ethan looked in a satisfied manner, ”I couldn't agree more.”
And Ethan strode over to the security door. The one that barred the way to the vault downstairs. Standing in front of it in the gloom of the bank, a blue sphere of molten light appeared in his hand. He guided it towards the lock, steel melting away at an incredible speed. In a matter of seconds, the security of the door was finished and it swung wide for them.
”Shall we?” He called to Samson, Pine, and the contingent of men that had followed them in, duffle bags slung over their shoulders. 
They descended the staircase, meeting the hallway with its motion-activated alarms connected to the building's generators. The vault gleamed in the distance, waiting for them.
Ethan shot Samson a look. ”Time to shine, my good sir.”
“My pleasure. My furry friends, I think it’s time yall did your part.” He said as dozens of rats seemed to stream from the darkened corners of the bank and into the vents and hollow ceiling. The sound of skittering feet faded as they searched for and found the generators before only a few minutes later the rats had chewed through every wire connecting to or from them. “There you go, the path is clear.” Samson said as he continued down the hall amazed at how well the plan was working.
With the generators offline, the hallway was free to traverse. Ethan gestured to his men, who quickly shot forward. C4 was attached to the vault, and the men gave a thumbs up to Ethan, everyone moving back and taking cover.
”Moment ‘o truth, boys!” Ethan called out, ensuring everyone had taken sufficient cover, before he peeked around the wall. The timer finished, and a massive explosion took the vault. When the smoke cleared, the vault was dented and hung ajar. And, within the vault, were rows and shelves of cash and gold bars, ripe for the taking.
Ethan whistled, and gestured to his men again. They filed in with their bags, shoving cash and gold into them at rapid speed.
They were so close. Nothing could mess this up.

The lights flickered back on, momentarily blinding everyone as the alarm blared to life, filling the bank with a deafening wail. Red strobe lights spun wildly above, casting frantic shadows across the room.
Meanwhile, all police radios and scanners tuned in would hear the bone-chilling broadcast come in.
“Robbery in progress at Nova City Bank. All units, respond. Suspects are still inside. Officer safety is a priority”
Any hero listening in on the radio would have been alerted to the robbery unfolding before them. The bank would soon be surrounded, and the clock was ticking.
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