"Lock and load boys. It's time." A man said on the other end of a phone, "Hey Kaukugel, after this you want to get a drink? "
"Lets just focus on this first." A man with a skull mask said, behind a wall.
"He's right Jhon, we need to focus. We are the first people to comit a crime in 15 years." Another person said on the phone.
„Sorry boss." Jhon said.
Kaukugel prepared an M19A4 for the coming assault, „Ready." He said, placing black shades infront of his eyes. His entire body was concealed by any means of vision.
"Kaukugel, you start it up, we'll be in shortly" the leader said.
"On it..." he said, „EVERYONE ON THE GROUND NOW!" he fired a trio of bullets in the air of a mall. Almost instantaniosly, everyone hit the ground, all except the few that actually felt brave enough to make a run for the door, which were cut down in seconds.
"Anyone else feeling brave today?" He said looking around, "No? Ok then, no to formalities, I'm Kaukugel, and I'll be your captor today. So will everyone please take out your phones and hand them to the two nice gentlemen walking around with masks like mine. So how this goes, blah blah blah, you do as we say, you walk away with nothing more than a fright, don't do as we ask... well, you can see what happened to those stupid enough to make a break for the door."
The boss and Jhon walked around collecting the phones. One person caught Jhon's eye. He looked extravagantly rich, but he new that part of the Heist would come later.
"Okay, so how comes the part of the heist where we ask the person who is the richest to stand and step forward." No one stood.
"Oh come-on, we're not going to hurt ja. We just-„ An explosion took place in the middle of his statement.
"Rap it up, we got to go!" Jhon said, running from the window near the door, twofingers making a circle above his head.
"Fuck, boss, it's your call." Kaukugel said, directly to the person in the middle of everyone. He tossed his shotgun to Kaukugel. "Situation 2 oh 1, make it happen." I grabbed the fantasist one of all the hostages and shoved the barrel of the sawwed off R870 under his chin.
"Not a fucking word, or your brains go skyward, plazet?"
He felt the man's eyebrow move slightly upwards.
"Gah, plazet means okay." The man gave a small, single, nod before going back to his trembling.
"'Ey," Kaukugel yelled to the police, "You guys are going to back off, of this man's brains goes out the top of his skull, and from the looks from what he's wearing, he appears to be important to society."
"Gumball, the charges are placed, switch to threat 5 7 2," the Boss' voice sounded over the phone. Kaukugel let go of the man and brought down the shotgun only to reveal a detonator to the police.
"There is 1,000 pounds of High Explosives active inside of the building, you have 30 seconds to choose whether to let us go, or everyone here dies." He smirked, brought up the shotgun, and killed the man he just held not even ten seconds before.
"Your request has been accepted. Go, take your squad of malevolent people and leave." The chief said.
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"HAHAHAHAHA! WE DID IT! WE PULLED IT OFF!" Kaukugel said as he pulled off his mask, in a black Catilac, to reveal the blue fur that signaturilly belonged to none other than, Gumball Tristopher Watterson, "Boss, you need to start saying my name in German when we're out on these hiests, I had to kill the hostage because he heard my name, and speaking of deaths..." Gumball sqeazed the detonator he still had. A burst of light illuminated the area behind them as the explosives went off.
"Ba-Boom" Jhon said in the pasenger seat, taking off his mask to reveal dark Navy blue fur over his feline face.