Chapter I: In which Grease Lightning robs a Bank
He didn't exactly like his job. He didn't mean the side jobs of
being a bartender and a street magician. He actually enjoyed those. But he
wasn't exactly happy as a supervillain. He came from a family with a long
line of supervillains. He and his brother were strong like their father.
Their father was strong, but aging now. So, he had to take his place in
terrorizing the world until it bowed at the Ampora name.
What is this guy's name? Why, it's Cronus. Cronus Ampora.
Now, he had a job to do. He passed his brother Eridan who was
eating lunch. He made a passing remark as he passed. Cronus flipped him
off and made his way to the bank. The Ampora family was the wealthiest
family in the city. So, when the money came back from the bank robbery,
they'd keep half the money and the other half was used for lighting cigars
or as coasters for drinks. They'd probably regret it if they ever lost all
their money... Regardless, Cronus changed in the alley behind the bank.
His slicked back blonde hair turned black, his blue eyes turned a
pure white, and his double scars (Which were an initiation as a new
villain of the Ampora family) showed. His clothes turned into that of a
greaser. He had become Grease Lightning. He broke into the bank and
destroyed all electronics with his own electric powers. "All the money! In
the bags!" he said as he pointed a glowing finger at the tellers.
They did as they were told, especially since the silent alarms
were destroyed. But one crime stopper had alerted the authorities as her
adopted brother had gotten on the scene with the breaking news story. She
broke in the front and said "Stop right there, Grease Lightning!" He
turned around and grinned darkly.
"You're too late, Miss Teree." he said as he took the giant bags
of cash and shot lightning from his eyes at her. She jumped away and shot
her own beam of pink light at him. She then quickly appeared behind him
and tried to grab him, but he elbowed her once he spotted her. He ran to
the door and said "Before you ask, I don't hit girls, but I barely
consider you a girl." He then made his escape. Cronus noticed the sweater
clad reporter looking up at him. He was cute. But he had somewhere to be.
He landed in an alleyway near the rich side of the city. He
changed back in his normal outfit and handed off the money to a servant
before going into a bar. He had been clocked in the time of the crime as
an alibi. He then took his place at the bar and served people drinks as
well as flirting with some girls who weren't very amused. Then he saw the
reporter in his dumb sweater walk in. He had dark hair and brown eyes. He
was a bit on the chubby side too.
He came in with a slender young lady who looked just a bit older
than the reporter. She had auburn hair and green eyes. She was dressed
very well. They sat at a distant table, but then the reporter came over
and said "Excuse me! Barkeep? May I have a ginger ale?" he asked. Cronus
smiled and said "Ginger ale? Sure, but you look like someone who vould
enjoy a nice drink!" One thing that Cronus couldn't hide was his slight
Russian accent. He was born in the area and was there till he was five.
His father lived in Russia most of his life as well.
"A drink? Like alcohol? I don't drink." he said. Cronus offered a
small smile and said "Vell, ginger ale is fine enough." He then gave him a
glass of ginger ale. "Vould your nice lady friend like something?" Cronus
asked as he eyed the young lady. The reporter shook his head and said
"We're here for dinner." He then handed Cronus a five. "Keep the change."
The reporter smiled a bit and walked back to his table. He then started
babbling to the young lady before ordering dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets
after the girl ordered a nice pasta dish.
Cronus watches this guy from his place at the bar, but keeping
patrons entertained and with their drinks. The guy comes back and said "I
would like to pay you for the ginger ale and potentially asking for
another, mister...?"
"Cronus. My name is Cronus." he said as he gave him another ginger ale in
exchange for the money and the other's name.
"My name is Kankri. A pleasure."
"You may sit here, if you'd like."
"Maybe another time. My sister is finishing up and we'll be leaving soon."
"That's a shame. I vish you could stay..." Cronus said with a slight mock
frown. Kankri smiled at that.
"I come to this place every once in awhile. Maybe I'll come more often."
he said before returning to his seat with the ginger ale. This guy's
sister was staring Cronus down from where she sat. She was obviously not
pleased.
The other started talking up a storm before the two left. Cronus
sighed as they left as he cleaned some bar glass. He was going home soon
anyways...