In the city of Tokyo at Devin Bank. Terror struck.

"Nobody move!" A man dressed in all black screamed. "Get on the ground and no talking!"

A yellow flash streaked through the sky…

Three men in black emptied the vaults in the back. The leader and two other men walked around. A child shifted. A gun was pointed at him. "I said don't move!"

A women sobbed. A man walked up to her. Her ran his fingers through her hair, and grasping it, lifted her head up.

"Are you scared?" He wispered.

Tears started pouring down her face. "I said are you scared?" "Y-yes" "You should be." He pointed toward the leader.

"Didn't he say no talking". A smirk graced his face.

Faster, Faster ,Faster!

She sobbed harder. He turned the gun so that the nozzle was pointed at the side of her head.

"No!" A man screamed, leaping at him. The man dropped her head, causing it it make a hollow sound on the floor. She whimpered.

Then he punched the other man in the gut. Causing him to drop on the floor like a dead weight.

"Harry!" the women screamed.

So Close…….

"C'mon Jack! We don't have much time! Don't screw this up for us now!" The leader screamed.

Jack kicked the man on the ground.

"Go on, I'll catch up soon"

"Fine"

The four men ran up the stairs, onto the roof.

"Start the helicopters!"

"But what about Ja-"

"Jack made his own choice, I'm not about to let him ruin ours"

Found them……

They got into the helicopters. Starting them up they ascended into the air.

Jack smiles and started to pull the trigger back. "Bye, Bye Harry."

Helicopter? Soo old school. Some people watch to many of those Austin-powers-super-spy movie things

"What the fuck is that?"" Shit we're screwed"

Slowly pulling the trigger back. He was milking the moment. They women was crying hysterically.

Party time.

The glass windows broke, shattering into millions of pieces, flying everywhere. Jack jerked back, causing the bullet to miss its target. "What the fuck?" He ran outside looking up. He wished he hadn't. A mangled helicopter was thrown from the top of the building, hurtling towards him. He was frozen. Fear chained him to the ground. A spectator screamed.

"Fuck" Sakura is going to kill me!

He closed his eyes, waiting for the impact…Nothing? "Ohhh Foxy" A sugary sweat voice filled the air. He opened his eyes. The helicopter's face looked right back at him. He looked to the side.

Oh shit I'm screwed.

He saw a pink haired women wearing red. It was Scarlet, and she looked mad. "We're supposed to rescue people, Foxy, not hurt them." "You know I don-" "Well I know that the spectators don't like dying." Run!

Shit, Sakura looks mad. Wait is that guy trying to run? Fucking idiot. Wrong move stupid.

He ran to the car they had just in case something went wrong with the helicopters. So close. "Where do you think your going?" *Shit, I'm screwed.*

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All done. Sorry people, I don't think I'm going to finish matchmaker. I'll put it up for adoption. I ran out of ideas and how to finish the story. When I looked over my outline of the plot, it kind of sucked.

Okay, Why do they call softballs soft? They are not soft! I got hit in the head by a softball and it hurt like hell. So Not Soft!