Here we are, with chappie TWO! I have a character that is probably gonna get some rabid fangirls coming up in the later chapters...and seriously, pay attention to everything you read from Chap. 3 and onwards, it can be deathly important.

MUAHAHA! I have this whole thing plotted out...it's gonna get pretty deep, much more so than the first story. Though I'm still totally sad about what I did to Eamon... ((starts bawling))... but it HAD to be done. Oh, yeah, just to let you know, Alex doesn't swear NEARLYas much as she used to in the first story...I didn't plan that, it just kinda happened! Though there'll be plenty of cussing later on, trust me, hehe.

Yaarrrhhh...READ AND REVIEW, my loves.
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The robbery went off without a hitch. Alex, Merrick, Pepp, and Joey breezed in with a few others, and waited as Xav took his post just inside the doorway. Then immediately, guns drawn, Merrick let off a single shot at Alex's command, and as screams broke out and people collapsed to the floor, Alex spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is no need to fear," she declared steadily, sending a calm smile at everyone. "It is simply Alex the Coyote, come to make a withdrawal."

She followed Merrick and Pepp to the counter, as Joey made his way to the back exit.

"Mr. Bank Clerk," Alex announced, easily leveling her gun at him and flashing him a warm smile. "Can you take out some money for me, please?"

"C-certainly," the old man stammered. As he turned his back and headed for the money slots, Merrick boosted Pepp onto the counter. The tiny boy slid with ease through the bars, and smiled at the startled old man when he looked back. Pepp hurried over to the gate and quickly slipped the bolt off, pulling it open.

Alex slid inside, tossing her gun to Merrick, who caught it and held both guns double, scanning the room sharply. The outlaw hurried over to Pepp and the old man, as they hustled into the back where all the drawers with the money rested. Quickly Alex whipped her bag forward, and opening it, both her, Pepp, and the old man began stuffing a hefty amount into the bag.

As she worked, Alex heard the bells of the door opening, and Xav say in a polite voice, "Sorry, ma'am, the bank's closed for the moment," and a woman saying anxiously, "O-okay, then, I'll come back tomorrow," as she hurried out the door. The outlaw grinned wide.

When it was full to the brim, Alex grabbed the bag and passed it to Joey, who, at her wave, scrambled out the exit and off towards their hiding place.

"Alex!" Merrick called. There was a worried tone to her voice.

Alex looked out through the bars, following the girl's direction with a gun barrell. "Oh, company!" Alex said, delighted. The sheriff, not to mention an assortment of other men, were across the street, taking cover behind posts and vehicles, their guns aimed at the bank. A deputy stood out in the open, and was announcing their rights and the fact that "they should come out with hands up" before "we open fire".

"Dorks," Pepp said, and Alex giggled as she grabbed a few more wads of cash, stuffing them into Pepp's and her own pockets. Then she turned to the old man, who stood with his hands up.

"Here, Mr. Clerk," Alex said, and stuffed a wad of bills into his belt.

The man's eyes widened. "But, Miss-"

"Call me Alex," she answered, grinning. He nodded, and muttered an astonished thanks.

She headed through the gate. Pepp slipped the bolt, then slid back through the bars, only catching his pocket for a moment, from the wads of money.

"C'mon, Xav, Merrick," Alex called, waving to them. The children scrambled out the back, and after hearing the back door bang shut, she counted to ten, before pushing open the door and diving through.

The sheriff and his men were too startled to fire, and she used this to her advantage. As fast as she could she ran straight at them, and as they involuntarily dived out of the way, she hurried inside the building they were standing in front of; it happened to be a saloon. As women shrieked and men yelled, she hurried upstairs, knowing the men would be after her.

When she reached the upper floor, she dove through a bedroom door, which was left slighty ajar. A man and woman were going at it heavily on the bed, and didn't even notice her. She threw a grin in their direction, then scrambling towards the window, she threw open the shutters, gazed down upon the building resting below, and dove out.

She landed on her feet, and rolled to absorb the shock, before racing along the building top. She did a flying leap over a street, landing with a slight stumble on the next building. When she reached the next street, which was very busy, she dropped down into the crowd; nobody noticed her, to her distracted amusement.

Alex traveled through the busy, crowded street for a while, stopping at vendors, but keeping herself virtually anonymous, until she figured a good enough amount of time had gone by. She hurried through a back alleyway, discovered where she was, and headed back to the building where the kids kept residence.

She reached their door, and knocked. There was no reply at first, but then the door swung open...only for her to be greeted staring down the barrells of two familiar pistols. But then she heard Pepp's voice cry, "It's Alex!" and the guns were immediately dropped, to reveal a sweaty-faced, grinning Merrick.

"We did it!" she screamed, as Alex entered the room and swung the door shut. Xav was slung over the couch, with Pepp resting on his stomach; Joey sat in the chair, with his legs thrown over one arm. Merrick returned to her position on the floor, where she had counted and divided up the money into two equal halves, and was now dividing one half into fourths.

Alex came over, eyed her pile, did a mental calculation, then smiled. This small bank robbery had come out with very large results. She grabbed her bag, which was sitting nearby, and started putting her half into the bag. "So, what are you gonna do with all that money?" she asked them.

"Well, we were kinda talkin' about it," Merrick began, "and we think we're gonna skip down and head for a city. Maybe December."

Alex smiled, as she finished stacking her money into the bag. "That's a good plan. I wish all four of you great luck."

And she snagged a bus into Lunaras the very next morning.
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Muahahaha...now it all begins...

"Conceited? I'm not conceited. Conceit is a fault, and I have no faults."

"I have just kidnapped myself. Give me $1,000,000, or you'll never see me again!" ---from a shirt I just bought a few days ago, hehe!

-Wolf