I'm back, and I finally got the time and will to write a new story. This time we will focus on an adventure story rather than a love story. There will, however, be hints and side stories of pairings. The setting and concept of the story will be familiar to anyone who's played the game "Payday 2". I won't mark it as a crossover fic, simply because I think the "Payday" fanfic readers will have no interest in this story. I also needs some OCs, so PM me if you got any (can't promise they'll survive though). In other news, I'm trying to revive the story "Imperator", so get hyped or whatever.

Now, without further ado:

-Everyone Needs Their Payday-

-Washington National Airport, 03.35PM-

-Shadow's POV-

"Welcome to Washington DC, gentlemen"

I heard my contact, known only as "Tails", tell me through my earpiece as we exited Washington National Airport. A new city, new chances. Hmph! Who am I fooling? This is going to be just as last time. Hell, It's probably going to be worse. A career criminal is what I've degraded to. Where did my pride go? My honour? Lost in the waves of time, I suppose. That also may explain why I'm teamed up with a socially awkward silver hedgehog, an overly noble cat and a wanna-be gangster echidna. One day… I might get out of this evil circle. One day… Sighing, I glanced over at my team before asking.

"So Tails, where is our pickup"

Never been a person for chitchatting. Cutting straight to the point have always been my "thing".

"Straight to the point as usual, but I'm way ahead of you; Since I know you disapprove of letting anyone drive you anywhere due to your lack of trust towards any living being, I had my associate park a SUV for you and your team to drive to your new safehouse. A real fancy car I might add. There will be a map with directions stashed somewhere in the car. Keys are already in the ignition. Enjoy! Oh, and Shadow? I left you a surprise in the trunk of the car, as you ordered"

I scoffed at his use of sarcasm. Of course I trust people! However, I don't think many people deserve my trust. Nevertheless, I nodded my head in approval; although this sarcastic bastard just called out my obvious social issues, I liked the idea of riding into DC in style.

"Understood. Disconnecting from the call"

-Silver's POV-

Ah, Washington DC. A city filled to the brim with opportunities. Alongside my superb team of heisters, we're going to turn this city upside down. Just think of all the banks that we'll rob, the jewellery we'll "borrow", and all the money we'll accumulate for our cause. I almost feel bad for the people living here. Almost like I don't want to steal from them… Nah! Who am I fooling? I'm going to steal so much shit I'm going to grow weary of it. No vault or safe is safe from me! In addition, Mister Gloomy over there just informed us that We're riding into town in style with a swanky new SUV. This is going to be fun. Really fun! Snapping back to reality, I turned to my team, throwing a celebratory fist into the air.

"Cry Wolf Washington DC, 'cause we're coming!"

-Blaze's POV-

Of course, the boy couldn't contain his excitement. Typical. Typical and unprofessional. He couldn't be professional even if his life depended on it. In every city we arrive, in every bank we enter… He should learn a thing or two from Shadow about keeping a façade and a professional exterior. Outbursts like these tend to get annoying worryingly quick.

"Silver…"

Shadow spoke up, scowling at him. He withdrew his fist, blushing lightly from embarrassment. He quickly made eye contact with the sidewalk. That'll make him think twice about doing that again… Bah! Who am I fooling? He will do it at the next chance he gets. Some things just never changes, I guess.

"Don't be too harsh now, Shadow"

He's scowl slowly disappeared into a simple, disapproving frown. Turing away from Shadow, I put a reassuring hand on Silver's shoulder. He looked up at me. I simply nodded, making him smile ever so slightly. Some things never change, do they?

-Knuckles POV-

Damn. It looks like half the team is turning into some sort of soft, love-story shit. Well, at least Shadow is as professional as always. I can't say the same for those two lovebirds over there. Silver And Blaze. It's bound to happen. And knowing our luck, probably in the middle of a shot-out or some shit. Aw, screw it. I'm "street" enough to carry the team in such a situation. Hell, I've always been the one to change the tide in any battle we've been. Being the team's brute, I take pride in that. I might not be the stealthiest guy around, nor have I been interested in any love story, but when there is ass to be kicked, I'm always around to dish out some punishment. I also see it as my personal duty to keep the crew tough and ready.

"Yo, Lovebirds! Another time, please; We got shit to do"

I watch with amusement as the two blush and retract away from each other. I felt a celebratory smirk was in order, and thereby prided my facial features with one. However, it didn't last long as I heard Shadow scoff and mumble something inaudible. I am almost sure it had something to do with "being unprofessional". Ha! Who is he trying to fool? Me and unprofessional are words that doesn't belong together. Shrugging it off, I decided that we had wasted enough time here.

"Alright boys and girls, Let's get movin'!"

-Safehouse, 05:27PM-

-Shadow's POV-

Parking the SUV after double-checking the map that we we're at the right place, I looked around; We found ourselves in front of an abandoned warehouse of some kind. Cocking my M1911 handgun, which "Tails" thoughtfully stashed in the trunk of the car, I turned towards my teammates.

"End of the line… Be prepared for anything"

Sharing some quizzical looks, they almost reluctantly exited the vehicle. They were probably wondering, as I did, why we had gotten an old, rundown warehouse of some kind as our safehouse. I stopped at the door, examining it carefully for any traps. Looking around, checking for any suspicious activities. When I had reassured myself that this wasn't an ambush of any kind, I sighed and reluctantly put my hand on the door knob.

"Here we go"

Opening the door slowly, checking every corner before breaching. Gun in hand, I cleared room by room, becoming more worried as I didn't find any signs of recent human activity; mainly a base of operations for us to plan our dastardly deeds. My worry hit an altime high when I entered a room and a phone in said room started ringing. I looked back at my teammates, who followed me in close pursuit. They signalled for me to pick up the phone, which I reluctantly did.

"…Hello?"

A few seconds passed without an answer. Growing aggravated as well as scared, I answered the silence with a question.

"… Who the hell is this?"

Glancing over at my teammates who, at this point, was also getting worried. They were looking around, watching out for any suspicious activities. I was about to put the phone down and run for it when the silence was broken.

"You should really put some mote trust in me, Shadow"

Letting out a sigh of relief, I answered him.

"This is exactly why I don't put any trust in you Tails… Now where is the safehouse you promised us?"

A hatch in the floor suddenly popped open, revealing a staircase leading to an underground basement. Cautiously I made my way down the staircase, expecting a police ambush to happen any second.

"Welcome to the safehouse. To give you a quick tour of the place; to the right is the armoury; here you can try out your guns and improve your aim. To the left is the planning room, where I inform you of your jobs and you can plan out how to complete them. Straight ahead is the vault. Pretty self-explanatory; you store your cash in there. I'll give you some time to get used to it, but tomorrow, you'll have your first "contract", if you know what I'm saying. Enjoy"

Putting down my gun, realising now that the feared police assault was never going to happen. Turning to my associates, I informed them about the current situation. They seemed quite relieved, and I couldn't blame them.

"Well, it's certainly better than upstairs" Blaze commented. And she was right, it was better, and most importantly; it was hidden. No one would ever be able to find us here, unless the others brought heat with them here.

"Close the hatch" I ordered. Silver was the one to follow the order, and promptly closed the hatch behind him after entering. Knuckles was the next to speak up.

"So… Where is our masks at?"

This was a good question. However, it had a simple answer. After searching for a bit, we found a crate in the armoury containing our masks, as well as some basic weaponry. Each mask was marked with our codenames:

Mine was "Dallas"; the patriotic red, white and blue.

Silver's "Wolf"; the soulless eyes of a monster.

Blaze's "Hoxton"; the kind face among criminals.

Knuckles' "Chains"; the face that the law fears.

We were the PAYDAY gang, like it or not.

"What do we do now?" Blaze asked. Another good question with a simple answer:

"We wait"

First chapter/prologue done. Excited or not, you tell me. I recommend you google these masks to get a better idea of how they look. Hoxton-fans are going to slaughter me for making him a girl in this fanfic, aren't they?

Due to lack of internet, I will not be able to follow up the story right away. However, in a weeks time, you can expect part two.

Anyways, that's my time, hope you enjoyed.

Until next time…