Midnight, this is around the time businesses and houses would close their doors for the night. Planeptune, however, was not like that. If anything, Planeptune at night was even busier than during the day, with most of its big businesses opening around an hour earlier at eleven, businesses such as banks. Banks with, shall we say, strict security and officials running them. Planeptune Banking, as common and boring as its name was, was the largest bank in all of Planeptune, holding a combined 15 million credits behind its vault doors, just waiting to be stolen.
That's what a certain young man thought as he walked through the doors of Planeptune Banking, being the only one there due the bank just opening. Standing at 6'3" and being 22 years of age, the man had short dark blue hair that was combed back, which almost seemed to shine in the lights of the bank. His face had no freckles, wrinkles, or facial hair, seemingly as smooth as the tuxedo he wore, complete with a golden necklace around his neck. With his green eyes examining the inside and hands in his pocket, he made his way up to the front desk, where a woman typed on the computer in front of her. The man coughed to grab her attention, causing the woman to look towards him.
"Yes sir? May I help-" "Miss, forgive me for interrupting, but may I say that your eyes beautifully complement your hair?" The man interrupted her, his voice as soft as silk and sweet as honey. The woman stopped and suddenly gained a wide smile, her eyes turning into those typical anime hearts. She turns her whole body to him, leaning on her hands, "I think I'm in love~ Sweetie, are you single!?" The woman half asked and half yelled, the man smirked and grabbed her chin, pulling her ear to his mouth and whispering. "If you allow me access to the banks basement, I could be, but only for you darling~"
The woman, now putty in his hands, silently handed him the key to the elevator leading to the basement. "Be careful handsome, the vault is down there, but I'm sure you can't cause any trouble. Only registered guards of this bank can open it." The man nodded, and as he went to walk, the woman grabbed his arm, "Wait! What's your name beautiful!?" The woman pleaded. The man was silent until he chuckled, bringing his hand down on the back of her neck, watching as she fell to the ground unconscious. The man spoke after a few moments, grinning from ear to ear as he spun the key on his fingers.
"You can me Val."
With that, he walked behind the desk and waiting area, heading towards the elevator. Once he gets there, he sees three security guards standing, well, guard. With no hesitation, he walks ahead to pass them, only to get shoved back by the middle one. Landing on his ass, he lets out a groan and stands up, furious. Clearly having a short temper. "Listen here you piece of shit, this suit is worth more than you'll ever make in your life, so don't you fucking dare put your damn hands on me again, Got it?" After finishing his 'scolding' fit, he goes to pass them again, only to get shoved back again.
"Ow! You son of a bitch. I'll fucking end your life, so I suggest you don't EVER-" The guard, thinking Val was causing trouble, walked up and grabbed his arm, "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Before Val could say or do anything, the guard on the right put the middle guard in a headlock, while the left guard pulled out his suppressed 9mm out of the holster and took aim, pulling the trigger, the bullet going through the head of the restraint guard, blood and some bits of brain splattering onto the guard holding him before they let the body drop to the ground. Val stood there confused and shocked, until he suddenly smirked and laughed "Sonix! Apo! You guys got sent here too clean this place out too?"
The guards then took off their hats, the guard holding the gun was 20 year old, standing at 5'9" with short light blue hair and green eyes, dressed in a sleeveless black jacket, a dark blue t-shirts, jeans, black fingerless gloves, and red sneakers, a smile on his face as he twirled the gun around his finger. The one standing over the body was a 18 year old male standing at 6 feet with long black hair tied into a ponytail and yellow eyes, his face had no noticeable features, he just looked normal, both of them dressed in standard security guard uniforms.
Sonix, the one with the gun pulled, laughed and put his hat back on. "We're here to be backup, in case you fucked up the mission" He explained, Apo nodding with his hat back on his head. Val frowned "What do you mean "in case I fuck up the mission"? That's bullshit, because I could've done this shit by myself without any issues." Val explained with a cocky tone, shoving Apo out of the way and going into the elevator and using the key he got to open it. Sonix rolled his eyes and helped his little brother up, before going into the elevator with Val, Apo grabbed the dead guard and dragged him with him, joining in as they rode down to the basement.
"How do you think the others are doing?" Apo asked, Val just rolled his eyes. "I could give two shits what they do, I'm only worried about myself here." Sonix just shrugged and pulled his hat over his eyes, "So, why do you think Land of the Villains wrote us robbing a bank?" Val just sighed, "Who knows? Why the hell did he even write this whole thing in the first place?" Sonix just smiled and shrugged, "At least he didn't make his own character some overpowered Mary-Sue, hell he didn't make himself the leader of our group!"
Apo smiled nervously as the elevator rode down to vault floor while they continued their fourth wall breaking conversation, the doors opening once they reached their destination. Apo picked up the body and held it over his shoulder as him, Sonix, and Val walked ahead the floor, reaching the fault they were after. Apo held the dead guard in front of the eye scanner and put his hand on the fingerprint scanner, both accepting the guards data and opening the fault on its own, revealing the mountain's of credits hidden behind the doors.
Val smirked and took a step in front of Apo and Sonix, "Move aside ladies, this is all me." With that said, Val pulled out a small white wallet covered in all sorts of gemstones and pearls, probably being worth more than me and you will ever make in our lives, and opened it towards the credits in the vault.
"Black Hole Con Artist!"
Suddenly, a vacuum-like tornado came out of the wallet and began sucking every credit in, cleaning the vault spotless after about a minute. Val grinned and closed it, stuffing it back into his pocket, "We got what we came here for, let's go." Val turned and walked away from the brothers, who both shook their heads and followed him with a sigh, both speaking at the same time.
"What a cocky asshole."
About 2000 feet away, a crowd was surrounding a 17 year old teenager, his dark red hair reaching the center of his forehead, his eyes being a light shade of pink. He stood at 5'8", his face having nothing noticeable on it, except for the pentagram tattoo that went around his left eye. His outfit consisted of a dark green t-shirt and black jeans, a white jacket with small black chains wrapped around the sleeves, and pink tennis shoes with white laces. He had a strange pink acoustic guitar out and was playing, which was what was drawing the people over to him.
With a smirk, he stopped playing and looked around, the people were cheering and clapping, begging for an encore. The teen stood up walked over to someone who was in the audience. It was a male kid who was around 15 and 5'5", the kid was dressed in a ripped up black shirt with a squished eyeball on the front and red shorts with a black and white barbed wire pattern down the sides, on his forehead he had a pair of goggles on, his footwear was dark red combat boots that had a dried up red substance on the tips. His hair was light pink and eyes dark red, he also had a pentagram tattoo around one of his eyes, but the right eye.
"Tell me," The teen began, looking down at the kid, "Do you have any particular song you want me to perform?" The kid looked up and grinned, grabbing the teens arm before speaking, "Sorry, but I'm not much of a music person, Dictators Law." As soon as he finished, suddenly everything went black, white, and grey, and everything stopped moving. The kid smirked as he let the teen go, who rolled his eyes and smiled.
"Seriously Jan? You couldn't humor me and PRETEND to like my music?" The teen shook his head as he stored the guitar into his inventory. Jan just smiled and shrugged, bringing up his inventory and taking a neon green grenade out. "You should know me well enough Vill. I prefer the more exciting things in life. Music isn't one of my top priorities of things to enjoy." Jan grinned as he started playing catch with the grenade.
Vill just sighed and shook his head, his smile still on his face. "You mean torturing whoever you want since there's no consequences? How the hell are we brothers again? I still have trouble believing it." Jan just shook his head and grinned as he tossed the grenade into the air and had time around it stop, leaving it frozen in the air. He casually pulled the pin and pressed down the handle, the grenade not exploding due to it being stuck in time. "Don't act like you don't enjoy a little bloodshed every once in awhile, you can be just as twisted as I am sometimes."
Vill just rolled his eyes and smirked, "I suggest we get away before you resume time, unless you wish to be blown to hell?" He chuckled, walking away from the group of people and the explosive. Jan following beside him, grinning as Vill muttered "Traveling Musician" and opened a portal to a rooftop away from the group of soon to be dead. As both of them stepped through the teleport, they were about 650 feet away from where they previously were and about 400 feet above ground. Jan still having a perfect view of the soon to be murder scene in the center of a crowd of at least 50 to 65 people, thanks to his binocular goggles, and with even more walking past frozen. Vill stood on the edge while Jan sat down beside him, letting his legs hang off the edge.
Jan and Vill both grinned sadistically at each other, before Vill suddenly turned towards the place he was just at and shot his arms into the air at each of his sides before yelling out loud. "It's showtime!" At that moment, Jan laughed and resumed the flow of time for everything. Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard and screams of agony and fear filled the air. The grenade blast killed everyone surrounding it, as well as everyone in a 350 foot radius. The shrapnel from it traveling far across the ground and air, injuring and killing everyone within a 700 foot radius, with a few pieces even brushing past Vill and Jan.
The blast destroyed the ground and floors of surrounding buildings, causing them to slowly collapse under the strain of the destroyed floor. They tipped over and fell, killing or injuring everyone in or surrounding the buildings, some of them even fell into nearby houses and buildings, destroying them in the process.
Vill laughed and started to dance to the sounds of the destruction and death, using the sounds of falling debris from the broken building to help with his rhythm. Jan just laughed, swaying his head to the sounds of his and his brother's miniature makeshift apocalypse.
Vill soon stopped and smirked, "I think it's time we disappeared Jan, this should be enough to satisfy Vanilla. You don't even have to rewind time or undo this either, since this is just some random ass dimension we found that no one cares about." Vill chuckled and held his hand out for Jan, who took it with a smirk of his own.
Vill then jumped off the building, bring Jan with him. Jan laughed happily as if he we're on a roller coaster as him and Vill fell to their death, except they don't. Vill opens up a portal near the ground, Vill's grin growing longer as they reached closer and closer. "The show must go on after all!" And with that, the two psychotic brothers fell through the portal, the portal closing after they fell through.
Blue was, in the words of Val, a boring assclown who hated the feelings of joy and happiness because he had a 10 inch stick shoved up his ass. The reason he would call him this, being actually very simple.
Blue hated fun.
As in, he hated people having fun.
As in, he would ruin whatever was causing people to have fun, so they couldn't have fun anymore.
Which was why he was given the 'oh so special' mission of destroying a pretty popular strip club in this dimension's Planeptune, which was about 700 feet away from the bank and he accepted in a heartbeat. At the age of 20 and standing at 5'11" with a pair of teal eyes and long white hair, he was currently dressed up in a pair of jeans, a sleeveless white shirt, a pair of black tennis shoes, which was all underneath the long black cloak he wore with the hood pulled over his head.
These kind of missions were probably the thing that gave Blue the closet thing you could call happiness, he may have even cracked a smiled if he was feeling truly happy. Unfortunately, he was assigned a partner for this mission, thankfully it was someone he could tolerate long enough to complete the assignment.
After searching around, he turned towards his partner, "You find it yet Nick?" His partner, Nick, was a 19 year old male standing at 6'1", his left cheek having a scar across it, he had short light purple hair going down to his neck in the back and covering his forehead in the front and blue eyes. He shook his head, "No, it should be up ahead though, so let's just keep going.
It was, according to Blue, a long while before they found the strip club Vanilla mentioned. Nick rolled his eyes, "Okay, so what's the plan here? Are we going to get disguised and sneak in? Kill the bouncer and just go in guns blazing? Or are we going to-" He started asking about the plan, before being interrupted by Blue pulling out his trusty flamethrower from his inventory and burning the place to the ground with ease, walking away once the screams inside started and the building was in flames.
"...Well, that works too I guess." Nick commented before turning around and following Blue, "Doesn't this make our intro the shortest in this fanfiction?" Nick asked, which got a eye roll from Blue.
"I don't care."
At a café about 3000 feet away from all the others, Erik and Luka were given the chance to sit back and relax while waiting for the rest of the group to finish by Vanilla, which they accepted and began explored Planeptune. Both finding this small little café a perfect and quiet place to practice their art and drawings.
Ya know, since both of them are somewhat professional artists.
Erik was 17 and around 5'10", having short brown hair and orange eyes with a small pencil tattoo under his right eye. He wore a pair of black sweatpants and a white t-shirt with paint splotches covering it, white boots that had black ink splotches all over them, a pair of fingerless gloves and a white choker designed like a pencil.
Luka was 17 and was around 5'9", he had short light purple hair with a small white and black streak running along his hair and silver eyes. He wore a long-sleeved pink shirt with ripped up pieces of paper on the front and "Art Is Hard!" in rainbow letters, a pair of white shorts with small rainbow ink, paint, and pencil stroke lines running down the sides, and a pair of black and white tennis shoes.
Erik was currently leaning back in his chair at the café, drawing random objects on his drawing tablet with a piece of chocolate in his mouth. Luka was leaning forward and looking down as he drew a picture of a small cup of water in a small notebook, before smiling and mumbling to himself, "Creation Animation."
The drawing suddenly disappearing from the page and a cup of water appearing on top of the page, to which Luka smiled and grabbed the cup and drank the water. Erik looked up and rolled his eyes smiling, being around Luka was a great thing for him, he could stand next to him, draw with him, talk about thing with him, maybe hold his hand, kiss him, maybe marr-No! Erik stopped his mind and the narrator from speaking, his face now blushing a light red as he looked back down at his tablet, hoping Luka hadn't saw him blush.
Thankfully for Erik, a distraction suddenly made itself appear, as in a portal suddenly opening in the ceiling with Vill and Jan falling out and to the ground, Vill landing face-first and Jan landing on top of his brother. Erik and Luka both jumped at the sudden entrance of the two brothers, Jan smirking at Vill before jumping off of him as Vill stood up, now having a giant bruise on his forehead. "Sorry to drop in on your date so suddenly, but Vanilla told me to gather the others and take them to the meeting spot."
Without warning, Vill opened up another portal and suddenly grabbed Erik and Jan grabbed Luka, dragging both of them and their things through the portal with them.
The four of them appearing inside what looked to be an abandoned warehouse in Lastation, where the other five were already there waiting.
"Took your sweet ass time getting them Vill" Val said glaring, clearly not liking to wait. To which Vill rolled his eyes before replying, "Nice to see you too Val." Val looked around and sighed, "Now we wait for Vanilla, I can already guess what she's doing right now." Apo nodded and walked over to start talking to Erik, Luka went over to a corner and stood by himself to draw, Val walked over and started bragging to Nick about how much fun he had, which annoyed Nick because he didn't care and pissed Blue off, Sonix and Jan started talking about whatever the hell they would have in common, and Vill simply pulled out one of his instruments and started playing it away from the rest.
A boring wait that everyone found boring, hoping and waiting for something to happen, or for Vanilla to call them. Suddenly, their wish came true in the form of Vill's communication device ringing, which he answered and heard a familiar voice on the other end "Yeah Vanilla?"
"Yeah Vanilla?" Came the voice of Vill from the phone, to which the person on the other end of the communicator responded, "Is everyone at the decided meeting location?" After getting a sound of confirmation from Vill, Vanilla nodded and disconnected from the conversation, standing up and walking forward towards her target, University Station, the largest high school in all of Gamindustri, located about 350 feet away from the abandoned building the rest were waiting.
Vanilla stood at 5'7" and was 18 years old, her face didn't have anything noticeable on it other than her short orange hair reaching down to cover half of her forehead in the front and reaching her neck in the back with her purple eyes surveying the school and everywhere around it, checking to see if anybody was around to try and stop her, which no one was since it was still late in the morning. Her outfit consisted of a orange shirt, black shorts, a Love Live necklace, a black jacket, and some black and white tennis shoes with yellow laces.
With a nod, she turned her attention to the school and opened her inventory up, scrolling through all her items until she found what she was looking for, a container of gasoline and a molotov cocktail. She smirked and pulled both of the items out, holding each one in one of her hands and suddenly flew up into the air, landing on top of the roof.
Looking around, she found her target of interest, a vent on top of the school that was currently closed and locked up with a cover. She walked over to it and crouched, putting her items down and pulling out a lockpick. You already know how this goes, so let us just fast forward to the end of this, because I don't want to write a whole paragraph about Vanilla picking a lock.
With the lock gone and the vent opened, Vanilla got to work by pouring the gasoline out of the container and inside the vent, which if Vill's information was correct, this vent would transfer the gasoline throughout the entire ventilation system inside of the school.
After it was all poured in, Vanilla flew about 50 feet into the air with the molotov in hand, pulling out a lighter and lighting it up. With a laugh, she held it over the opened vent and let it go, quickly taking off as soon as she did.
After flying about 100 feet away, Vanilla turned around and smirked as she saw the once greatest high school in Gamindustri now go up in flames, the fire traveling throughout the vents inside and burning the place from the inside out. Vanilla laughed and flew away as the sound of police sirens blare into the sky, probably waking up anyone in a 700 foot radius.
With the sound of the sirens loud and clear, everyone at the meeting place was snapped out of whatever they were doing before, Vill rolled his eyes and smiled as Vanilla busted into the building through the roof, landing on the ground on her feet "So, time to bail out of this dimension?" Vanilla nodded and looked behind her, watching the fire and smoke from the burning school rise with a smirk.
"So, think we can get a reason on why you wanted to burn that school to the ground?" Apo asked, standing up from where he was sitting down. Vanilla simply gave the response of "I don't like school" and left it at that, looking at Vill "Open a portal to our base in that space in limbo or whatever."
Vill rolled his eyes "Traveling Musician" He said simply, a portal opening up underneath where Vanilla was standing. Vanilla quickly fell through it and ended up at their REAL base, Vill smiling as he jumped into the portal after Vanilla, Jan soon jumping in after his brother. Sonix was the next one to jump in, except he quite literally dragged Apo into it with him, so Apo was next. Val rolled his eyes and hops into it, followed by Nick, Erik, Luka, and Blue going in last. The portal disappearing after Blue jumped in, all of them leaving no trace of their crimes in that dimension, almost as if they were never there at all.
AN: Hello people who still read my stuff, Vill here. This little story right here is something I'm working on. All the people you just read about are ACTUAL people I know from a Discord Server I am a part of. Of course, they're appearances and personalities are different and altered slightly from what they actually are, the appearances especially since I've never seen these guys, and girl, before.
This is what I'll be focusing on for right now, since DemiDimension never wants to be finished it seems. There is no real story, at least not right now, maybe in the future. It'll just be us doing random shit we find funny or whatever we want to do in the Neptunia Universe, and sometimes we don't even do anything in it.
Everything written Like this is one of our powers or something else later down the line.
Shout out to all my Discord friends who will read this, probably. They might kill me for this to be completely honest XD Anyway, see ya next chapter!