A different kind of heist


Their mark this time is a billionaire special collection. In the middle of the heist, (which they had to make after hours due to suspiciously weird security system the billionaire make) the team concludes that the host is too arrogant to and proud to even hire guards for his collection. He does have this high tech security system that gave them pain for a while. And that only the first layer, they successfully cracked the second, and almost blown their cover with the third. But they got stumped with the fourth. Sitting by the side, hidden from view of the camera, they brainstormed on how to bypass the fourth.

Later, a small commotion was heard. Curious, they peeked out and found three children crawling out of a tight vent that they could never get into (they're adults dang it, their body are not designed to crawl around in a cramped ventilation shaft). The children wore goggles and gloves. Keeping quiet, the two watches the kids scuffle around the wall, spraying the camera with... something. The beret wearing kid tapped a corner and a panel slid out; he quickly plugged a handheld device in. Bill and Dan were impressed, as not more than 5 seconds later, the door opened to the collection room. The three fist-bumped each other and walked in like they owned the place.

Feeling brave Dan and Bill decided to pretend as night guards and catch the kids. The children are obviously thieves.

Good news, they were kids, startled and unarmed.

Bad news, the kids ARE armed! The girl is STRONG! (Damn Boots!) The bereted boy PDA is HARD! (What is that object made of?) And the pale kid is FAST! (He managed to knock two adults down and tie them up in less than a second!).

Who are these kids?

Short story, they got defeated faster than they can even blink. And while they were tied up like idiots, the kids roamed the room, searching for… whatever they were searching for, ignoring the two struggling adults on the floor.

"I think they know that we aren't the night guards of this place." Bill whispered.

"You think? What's your first clue?" Dan asked sarcastically.

"Because you don't fit the bill of whom he hires to bodyguard his collection." The girl squatted in front of them, her purple eye mask-slash-goggle glistening in the dim neon light.

"We don't?" Billy confused face lifted. The girl smirked.

"Cute. No mister, you don't."

"Little Lady, if we don't match the type that mister billionaire hires then who would he hires? We like, totally fits the bodyguard type don't we?" Dan ranted, Bill nodding beside him.

"Nope." The bereted kid quipped nearby, holding his PDA around like it's a scanner.

"BEWARE!" A voice suddenly echoes and made the two spun to its source. They were shocked to see a floating man in front of the pale kid. "FOR I AM..!"

"W-what the hell is that?"

"Hologram? It gotta be a holo..!"

BAM!

The pale kid punched the floating man to the four of them, huffing in annoyance before turning back to search on the tablet in front of him. Bill flinched away as the blue now totally-not-floating guy croaked, "I didn't even get to say my name…"

"Oh shut up, in the thermos you go." The girl snorted and aimed a – thermos? - To the guy. Blue light enveloped him and – sucked him in like a vacuum as he screamed "I AM THE BOX GHOOSSST!"

Dan and Bill just stared at the spot now void of the – Box Ghost?

"If the fruit-loop wanted to hire a body guard, at least it's someone like him." The girl pointed at the pale boy, now prying out a gem out of the tablet. Wait… It's the same gem they're trying to get! Well, it's one of their main target other than the pile of gold right in the middle of the room.

"Over my dead body." The boy hissed, his voice echoing a bit. "No way I'm gonna work for the fruit-loop." He turned to the two adult tied up on the floor. "We got what we need here guys. Let 'em go." He nodded to the bereted boy. A tap on his PDA and a click later, two clump of metal rolled off the adult's wrists and right into the girl hands.

"Won't he notice that these would be gone by tomorrow?" the bereted boy asked, slipping a plate of gold into his cargo pants. The girl saw it and slapped the plate out. He whined about 'Just one!'

"These are stolen goods. We were just getting it back." The pale boy frowned at his friend, but shrugged it off when the girl started glaring.

"Steal from the rich, give to the poor?" The girl was still glaring; the beret boy whined 'I am poor!' "Not with those girlfriends of yours, mister." She snapped.

"Not really, it's stealing back from the thief, give them pain back for revenge." The pale boy spoke as the girl grinned, satisfied with his explanation.

"Pain? How?"

"Boom…" the boy smirked as he glanced back at the rich collection of gold and silver.

"And destroy all this? These are real gold man! We could be rich!"

"Dude, these aren't even the real thing."

"Riigght… counterfeits of counterfeits." he mumbled as he rolled his eyes. "…still made out of real thing though…"

"How about these two?" the girl pointed to the adults.

"5 minutes is enough. They can find their way out." And the pale boy walked off to stand next to the vent.

"Okay." Shrugging, the other boy and girl hopped into the vent. Dan and Bill stood speechless at the kids.

"Oy!" The pale boy shouted. The two adult turned their faces to him. "Four and a half, and take the elevator. You can reach the ground floor in less than a minute." He crawled in.

Two pair of eyes stared at the ventilation hole.

"That if you start running! Or you would rather be barbequed?" the girl voice echoed from the vent. That snapped Dan and Bill out of their stupor and scramble to the elevator.

In the elevator, "…Is that room really going to explode?"

"I don't know why I trusted those kids, they could be bluffing!" The elevator door opened, a lone guard sat nearby the door, nodding to the two of them before resuming sleeping.

"Seriously, I got stunned when those kids say all the items in there are counterfeits. I mean, won't we know if they are counterfeits? The billionaire even took in validators to confirm the authenticity of those things! Even the guys thought they were real!"

"Maybe they're just too good of counterfeits. They did say they're made from real thing, meaning that those are real gold." Bill stared at the sleeping guard, amused at the lack of security around.

"Who the heck is this gu…!"

BOOM!

The top floor exploded, making the area rain with glass, metal and objects from the 30th floor.

"Those kids are good." Bill quipped, earning a smack from Dan.


Virtual KitKats for whoever that could guess where Dan and Bill come from. Clue: Tv series and add the'y' in the end of their names. Ignore the trio, you know who they are.