The phantom
Chapter 11: A casual evening
The sudden and loud rattling of the window force Vlad to wake up from satisfying dreams several minutes before the alarm clock went off making him groan in annoyance, his attention fell upon the frosted window and the blizzard on the other side.
It was beyond infuriating to know there wasn't a single day that went by without snow at some level which reminded him of his motherland, he didn't mind the cold nor the snow but having it every single day since his arrival two years ago was beginning to weigh on him.
The roaring engines of cars following by obnoxious honking somehow made it through the howling winds making Vlad wonder who was crazy enough to be out so early and with such horrible weather, on the other hand, was glad that he didn't have to be out there just yet.
Even during his army days, Vlad enjoyed sleeping in, whenever it was shivering cold. To be warm and cozy under the thick blankets was one of the very few guilt-free pleasures that he and Danny could enjoy to their utmost.
Surely, one of the many benefits of being a crime boss, so long the police didn't catch up to his activities or had to deal with an eager underling who wanted to take his position. And there was always the ever-present danger of criminal rivals.
It was then that he noticed his bed companion, little Danny was missing, the boy didn't have to go to school and just like Vlad also enjoyed sleeping in on weekends. Even though the boy had his own bedroom insisted on sleeping together whenever possible.
Sleeping naked, and often hugging the much younger boy was more and more common, though if anyone saw them asleep in the same bed undressed would clearly lead to the kind of inquiries that might have someone taken to an early grave.
Vlad had grown used to seeing Danny butt naked most of the time and no longer tried to get him to wear clothes inside the house, as it demonstrated to be a fruitless endeavor, nevertheless, would have to change their sleeping arrangements soon enough.
The man stood up yawing loudly while stretching his arms as far as they could reach. Only then could he see his naked reflection on the mirror overviewing the bed, it was one of the many bad habits he picked up through Danny.
The man then dragged his feet out of the bedroom and into the bathroom where the first thing he saw was a single adult magazine that had a blonde naked woman covering her privates with a guitar under the title, "Play Ghost" carelessly forgotten over the toilet making the man sigh out loud before splashing some water over his face.
Dress in his favorite silk robes and slippers was that Vlad walked closer to the living room only to have his nose assaulted by the delicious aroma of waffles. A smile long and wide was drawn on upon his face, even hardened criminals such as himself found an undeniable allure to homemade cooking.
"Right on time, Vlad. Breakfast's ready"- Danny said poking his head from out of the kitchen. "I'll get you some coffee."- the boy added with a huge smile before disappearing.
"Thanks, little badger."- Vlad replied while walking towards the table and seeing the television was on transmitting Saturday morning cartoons which Danny is very fond of.
Vlad couldn't help but feel a strange warmness within his chest in knowing that Danny way too often behaves according to his age, playing board games on cold evenings or out shooting hoops at the basketball court with Tucker, and finally spending an evening watching cartoons.
A couple of seconds later was that Danny came back carrying a steaming coffee pot and a couple of empty cups, Vlad couldn't help but blush madly upon laying eyes over the kid who was wearing a pink apron and a pair of matching bunny slippers.
His face turned even redder after the boy left the coffee pot on the table and turned around to fetch the rest of their breakfast revealing he was wearing nothing else and allowing Vlad to gaze over the boy's naked backside.
The way Danny sways his hips side to side on his way to the kitchen was almost feminine, hypnotic even yet completely unintentional, and only notable when naked. Anyone that saw Danny from behind would have easily confused the kid with a curvy girl despite his clear age.
By now, Vlad had more than grown accustomed to seeing the boy's naked body, and having his very pretty bubble butt swaying around the house was a treat, to say the least. If it weren't for his criminal background, Vlad would most likely have his head check-in.
Reading scientific and medical articles wasn't one of Vlad's priorities not even a hobby despite wanting to be well informed, but it was common knowledge among the public that being attracted to the same sex is a mental disorder, perhaps even a mental disability.
One thing that Vlad was more than sure of in the entire world was that ogling at the naked child even of the same sex was by no means normal on any moral level. Vlad then quietly sat down and took hold of the newspaper which Danny had picked from the front door.
As his hand reached out to the coffee pot noticed a sweating bottle filled with fresh milk resting in the middle of the table just next to the sugar and honey which made Vlad raise an eyebrow in a questioning manner.
"You went out to buy milk?"- Vlad asked feeling a little over paranoid.
Recently Vlad had seen the same car parked outside the club for a couple of weeks now, initially considering it a loyal client or simply a man who got a crush on one of the strippers, but none of his men ever saw the driver exit the car.
By the time Vlad ordered Danny to snoop around using his invisibility magic, the car was no longer parking in front of the club, yet could swear to have been followed by that same car at least once. Though lately hadn't seen the vehicle anymore.
Despite the worry and high possibility of there being a police stakeout watching his every move, both at the club and his house, Vlad was more concerned that Danny half-asleep walked down naked to the store to buy milk, that alone would be enough to have a detective and child services at his door.
"No, the milkman came over."- Danny replied while putting down two plates.
Vlad then recalled the boy mentioning something about buying milk from the local milkman who arrived every morning around six yet due to the cold either rang the bell for the house owner to pick up his dairy or leave it in a special box to avoid letting it freeze.
"Looks good, little badger."- Vlad said more relaxed know that he knew where the milk came from, and gaze over his plate
Danny smiled widely as he tossed his pink apron towards the couch and sits down on the wooden chair next to Vlad who glances over to the boy, he had to admit that it was hard keeping his eyes away from the kid no matter hard he tried.
The boy without a doubt is extremely easy on the eyes with his cute face and his nice round bubble butt that made more than one guy and a few girls turned around whenever Danny strolled around town in his tight jeans.
Even with the below zero temperatures, Danny never wore more than a thin leather jacket and skin-tight jeans, in a way, Vlad was glad to have moved to Amity Park rather than the warmer parts of the country.
It would have been a nightmare if they had moved to Florida or California as was the original plan had Skulker not being able to get them inside Andrei's crew. Though things out far better than expected, perhaps a little rocky at the start.
Vlad giggles at the thought of being arrested for allowing Danny to swim naked at the beach, or being called by the school due to the boy arriving in those strange hot pants best known as "Booty Shorts" that were becoming so popular.
Had it not been for what hung between his legs, Vlad would have assumed it was a cute girl sitting next to him. The man watched as the kid took a large unceremonious bite from his waffles allowing some of the honey that covered them to dripped down from his mouth unto his leg to which he gave no mind at all.
More honey was applied to the already drench meal making Vlad wonder if he wasted his time teaching Danny table manners as it was clear that the boy didn't pay attention given how he stuffed his face with waffles.
It was so very hard to imagine such an innocent-looking boy who enjoyed sweet meals and loathed to remained dress for long to be a cold-hearted killer, yet he alone had stirred up the criminal underworld and send a great many to an early grave.
Surviving impossible and overwhelming odds, taking Amity Park's finest head-on. Even building a sort of legend around himself as only Vlad knew about his magic, though Skulker had been acting strange since their last job together.
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Vlad didn't like in the least that they acted on their own accord and took a hit contract handed to them by a drug addict without informing him first, going so far as to murder an innocent family of ten with a rifle of all things.
Even when acting on his own, Danny made sure the corporation's interest came first. Allowing the hippie named "Sunshine" to take control over the farm and dealing with the werewolf problem meant an easier flow of marijuana and other natural drugs.
Transporting them was still an issue but it wasn't necessary to move tons of the stuff in a single go as was the case with Danny, just a few kilos once a week would keep the market happy.
Despite the triumph, Danny couldn't bring himself to tell Vlad the whole truth about the hit, keeping quiet about the werewolf biting him and nearly ripping his shoulder or being horribly slashed on the leg to the point of leaving his bone exposed.
Within a few days, there wasn't so much as a scar left behind from the attack allowing Danny to easily pretend that it was an easy job, thankfully, there is no such thing as a lycanthropy disease which kindly bothered the boy due to his desire to transform into a werewolf.
Though Skulker started acting rather strange soon after coming back to Amity Park, putting in extra hours at the gym every morning along with carrying a crucifix around and even attending church. More notable was his dislike of being left along with Danny which did his best to hide.
"By the way, Danny."- Vlad said catching the boy's attention, "I know your growing up and all, but can you at least hide your porn magazines after your done."- Vlad teased.
"I…uh… have no idea… what you're talking about"- Danny muttered as his eyes darted all over the place.
There was some relief in knowing his little badger was acting like an everyday kid during his private times, it was much better than having a paranoid and constantly angry boy like was the case with most of Vlad's colleagues.
He couldn't help but savor the irony of things, Danny had absolutely no issues in walking around naked in front of others and would even do so in public if the chance ever arose but was embarrassed about Vlad knowing that he was "reading" a porn mag in the bathroom which he forgot to hide.
Seeing that the boy was finally behaving like a kid his age and even "using" adult magazines mean that he's interested in the opposite sex which made Vlad feel somewhat relief. And at the same time couldn't help but feel oddly disappointed as well.
"Can't believe the school made us run that marathon around downtown with this damn weather!"- Danny complained trying to change the subject. "There was even a blizzard and they still had running around town!"- he continued while trying to hide his blushing face.
Despite being very athletic, Danny hated working out but especially abhorred gym class, much preferring to stay home watching cartoons or playing board games with Tucker who vomited halfway into the marathon.
Vlad and his crew didn't hold back on mocking the young colored boy for throwing up in the middle of the street and nearly passing out, yet managed to finish the race thanks to Danny who carried him the rest of the way.
"Breaking news! Another victim of whom the authorities have called The Chocolate Man Killer has been found near Persephone district."- the newscaster spoke interrupting Danny's cartoon rerun.
Both Danny and Vlad quietly turned their attention towards the television where a young brunet in a white suit was standing in front of what seemed to be an alleyway, behind her stood a large dumpster where police officers had gathered at.
The grainy television showed two men dressed in white hazmat suits carrying a small body out of the dumpster which they carefully place on the ground before another police officer forced the cameramen to back away.
"That's gotta be the fifth victim or so."- Danny said before finishing his coffee. "Damn coppers haven't even found that subway retard"- the boy added frustrated that Klemper was still at large.
Danny was still very upset that he got his pretty ass handed to him by a mentally challenged man. Worst yet was that he was unable to do anything about it, other than asking around for clues but so far had gained nothing.
The fat prick in pajamas seemed to live within the subway, the main problem was the many miles of tunnels and hundreds of stations in between, Klemper never stayed too long in one station for too long.
The police hadn't made any sort of public announcement either, and yet there was a new mass killer on the loose, though the authorities have started calling them "Serial Killers." The new task force was not able to deter such behavior.
"Just be careful out there, little badger."- Vlad spoke as the boy started picking up the plates.
"Don't worry, man, I got these."- Danny replied flexing his arms as he walked away though Vlad's eyes were glued to his round butt.
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Men and women hardly gave any mind to the falling snow that buried their feet in a thick layer, not even the constant heat coming car's exhausts help in the least though the rumor was that it actually made things worst.
Vlad sighs out loud as he and Danny exited his black sedan which was parked in front of a modest-looking store that had two posters of a boy and girl on their windows, Vlad wanted to further developed his relationship with Danny who held a huge toothy smile while walking towards the store but was ready to turn tail.
"Welcome to Little Stacy surprise!"- A blonde-haired woman greeted them with a smile.
Danny had commented about wanting to get new clothes and perhaps even a suit for their upcoming meeting with film director Jeremy Manson as he wanted to make a good impression on the man which made Vlad want to tag along.
Dragging Jeremy's drug-addicted daughter by the hair and even yelling at her wasn't a good first impression on the girl and only heaven knew what she told her father about Danny despite managing to "rescue" the insufferable brat.
"Don't get your hopes up, little badger. I doubt this wanna-be movie director has access to famous actors or big names"- Vlad told his little badger.
"Got it, dude."- Danny smirked as he pressed forward into the shop as it was clear that the boy was in his own little world as he marched down the clothing aisles.
It wasn't strange in the least to find Danny quoting lines from his favorite action movies mainly from a cop movie named "Dirty Harriette" which he watched constantly now that he bought a Betamax player.
Vlad wanted to take this opportunity to further developed his relationship with Danny and begun walking around the shop while the boy selected new clothes, it was the perfect chance to have the kid see him as a father figure, just in case, Danny was having the wrong kind of "love" for him.
The man tilted his head to the side as he unknowingly made his way into the girls' section yet his astonishment was not due to the section in itself, but what was on the racks and the mannequins which made him feel most uneasy.
Despite having a teenager parading naked around the house without so much as a care in the world, Vlad couldn't help but feel somewhat disgusted at the mannequin who wore a skirt far too short for the intended age.
Skirts that partially showed the mannequins butts and, in some cases, hardly reached half the girl's butt or were completely open back, followed by tops clearly meant for older women in a less reputable line of work, often with slogans such as "Still Virgin, Daddy's girl" and "Sugar Baby."
For a moment, Vlad thought to have taken Danny to the wrong shop yet saw several families casually shopping as if such clothes were the norm. Fathers or at least who Vlad assumed were the girls' parents carried baskets filled with clothes.
"Daddy! Buy me this one!"- a girl said stepping out from the changing booth.
Vlad's jaw nearly feels off his face upon laying eyes over a girl hardly older than Danny wearing a loose open shoulder pink dress with frails which in itself was normal, though as the girl twirled around, reveal the dress was open back and reached half her butt showing off her pink panties.
There was simply no way for any decent father to buy his teenage daughter such a ludicrous outfit. Sure, Vlad forced Danny to wear a thong and dressed him up like a girl once, but that was work-related.
The dress despite being childish in nature with its bright pink color, and many flowers along girly frails gave away the wrong message with the open back and overly too short skirt showing her butt which made Vlad nauseous.
"I'm sure your daughter would look lovely with this."- said a blonde saleswoman showing a pink G-string which the girl took as she locked herself in the booth.
"That was some funky outfit."- Danny said making Vlad jump on his spot.
The man turned his red beat face over to Danny and saw that he was wearing a beige jacket with a white turtle neck sweater, along with matching bell pants that hid away his favorite leather boots, all with their price tags still hanging which made Vlad sigh in relief.
Vlad was more than grateful the store had decent and respectable clothes for sale and not just the abominations the teenager was trying on in front of her family, for a moment, feared Danny would be sporting something similar.
"You look booty-ful"- said the saleswoman though Vlad didn't dare turn around.
"I don't know about that… what you called it? G-string?"- a male voice replied.
"Please!"- the girl threatens with starting a tantrum.
The man couldn't believe there were actual G-strings and thong leotards along with lingerie being sold at the shop, it made him want to walk to the store owner and knock his lights out, it was a hypocritical way of thinking given the fact that he owns a strip club and a few brothels.
At least Vlad's little badger, despite his nudist tendencies still had some degree of sanity, decency, and common sense when it came down to clothes, rather than the insane hooker-like dress the girl was crying about. The boy spins around showing his complete set which he and Vlad were quite proud of.
"Would you like to try our most popular model, miss?"- An Asian hair woman said holding a pile of clothes though also pulling out a brief chuckle from Vlad.
Before Danny had the chance to correct the staff member's misunderstanding, she took hold of his wrist and pulled him towards the changing booths while carrying a small pile of folded clothing that she wanted the kid to try out.
Vlad casually followed his little badger trying to ignore the ludicrous clothing this insane shop had on sale yet couldn't help but look over to the girl who finally convinced her father to buy her such an insane getup.
The booth suddenly opens allowing a frowning and blushing Danny walking out wearing the dreaded hot pants best known as Booty Shorts along with a pink top that left his belly and arms exposed making Vlad smirk.
More notable was the strange catchphrase in bright letters that read "Horny Unicorn" above the drawing of what seemed to be the head of a horse, though the so-called horn was far too oddly drawn, Vlad would even dare say it to be a phallus.
"You look lovely miss."- the saleswoman said before turning over to Vlad in search of his approval.
"It's running up my butt… Suka (Bitch)"- Danny complained making sure the woman didn't hear the last word.
As expected, Danny's bubble butt had taken most of the jean shorts making them seem more like sexy underwear than shorts. It was beyond entertaining to finally see Danny's embarrassed face, making coming to such an insane store all worthwhile.
(XXXXX)
The silence within the bank was borderline deafening only broken by the random footsteps of the guards on duty along with the discreet conversations between bank employees and customers accompanied by the sounds of typewriters.
Vlad placed his large hands over Danny's slender shoulders as they waited in line for their turn, the boy was sulking due to Vlad having bought the booty shorts outfit just to teased him but on the other hand, was glad to have gotten his new suit.
"What are we doing here, Vlad?"- The boy asked quietly as Vlad pressed Danny closer to him.
"Believe it or not, even I gotta pay taxes."- the man said, "Don't mess with the IRS, if they can get to Capone, they can get to me."- the man whispered to Danny's ear.
The "Corrupto Grande" first national bank is one of the most popular and highly used institutes in Amity Park, naturally, Vlad had to pay for the rights of his "legitimate" businesses though the only legit one was his strip club as all others were fronts which he wanted to keep.
It was surprising the amount of professionalism the bank employees showed when seeing the property title, not a smirk or inappropriate comment upon seeing the nature of the establishment, and made all details very clear.
Normally, Vlad would have his only accountant come to the bank and pay the taxes but had sent the man to verify the numbers on one of his brothels that had been delivering less in recent weeks.
Danny yawned loudly as he set his eyes over the bank's upper floor and saw through the windows that it was starting to snow all over again, all around where people clad in thick winter coats making him the only one with a more casual look.
"Hands up! This a raid!"- a man wearing a ski mask ordered at the top of his lungs.
The masked man looks towards the nearest guard who desperately tries to pull out his service revolver which got stuck on the holster and fired near his foot prompting the robber to shoot him with the Thompson submachine gun hitting him several times.
Four more masked individuals rushed in aiming their weapons around and demanding everyone to lay on the ground, though focusing on the other two remaining guards who were clearly too old for their positions, and just not willing to die.
People screamed and panic as the guards surrender their revolvers, dread begun to fill the bank as the gang leader fired his Thompson towards the ceiling demanding everyone to remain silent if they didn't want to meet with their creators.
Everybody slowly begun to quiet down leaving behind whimpers as they following the criminals' instructions to lay on the floor, women began sobbing quietly while men muttered curses under their breath.
Yet Danny simply looked over at the criminals who forced people onto the ground at gunpoint, though the boy and his companion followed the rest of the people's example before catching the burglar's attention.
"Don't do anything until I tell you."- Vlad silently ordered.
"Da (yes)"- Danny replied as he got on his belly.
The floor was cold to the touch, going through Danny's leather jacket with fare ease yet was hardly bothered by the cold. Vlad gently lay on top of him pretending to shield the boy from any harm, knowing all too well that no one would question why a father would use his body to protect his child.
Danny's attention was solely fixed on the five thieves roaming around, barking orders, and aiming their guns towards anyone who looked at them. Nevertheless, each one instantly lost interest in who they were threatening in favor of the next.
It was then that Danny and Vlad noticed two robbers remained were now standing guard in the middle of a scared crowd armed with what the boy recognized as an Uzi nine millimeters, a fancy weapon for common thieves.
The boy then shifted his attention towards the gang leading heading towards the second floor screaming obscenities and shoving people out of their offices. A handful rolled down from the stairs yet the criminal mastermind didn't care.
"Get the fuck out here now bitch!"- Danny heard a female voice yelled from within one of the offices.
It was then that a terrified overweight man in a grey suit holding his hands over his balding head walked out from the office, the sawn-off pressed on his back was enough to encourage him to walk faster.
The sudden sounds of police sirens froze the robbers on their spots catching everyone's attention before the gang leader rush towards the main door where he saw half a dozen squad cars parking in front of the bank.
"What the fuck man!?"- Sawn-off questioned loudly waving her weapon.
The police response time was far shorter than what any of the robbers had anticipated, even Danny was impressed by the quickness as hardly ten minutes had gone by making the boy assumed there was a patrol nearby.
"Stick to the plan!"- the leader said calmly taking hold of the manager.
The fat man was whimpering and begging for his life yet all his pleas fell to deaf ears as he was pushed into a hallway soon to disappear around the corner. The police were already outside but due to the hostages couldn't just barge in guns blazing.
"Eyes on the floor little lady"- One of the men carrying an Uzi ordered Danny.
"Poshel na khuy (Fuck you)"- Danny whispered as he pressed his forehead on the floor. "Ne devushka, suka. (I'm not a girl, bitch)"-
Despite the high crimes rate around Amity Park, bank robberies were almost unheard of. Most criminal activities were gang-related or in the worst case, mafia-related, but nothing so daring and complex as stealing a bank especially one as big as Corrupto Grande.
The police early arrival caught the bank robbers off guard who wasn't expecting them for several more minutes despite having open fire, Danny did wonder if they had planned to leave with the cash before the authority arrived.
It wasn't a secret by any means and perhaps even common knowledge that Amity Park police department left much to be desire especially considering their new reforms allowing the inclusion of women in so-called front-line duties, but Amity P.D. was far from incompetent.
Highly trained police officers and skilled detectives composed their main force, along with a rapid response to distress calls, though this last was mainly in the upper parts of the city as the lower parts such as East Town had a far more prolonged response time and almost non-existent in Rat Town.
"Goddamn it!"- The gang leader suddenly screamed catching everyone's attention.
Danny quietly watched as the man began talking in a whispering manner to whom the boy assumed was the second in command, yet couldn't make out what they were saying, nevertheless, wasn't good.
Even with his mask on, was fairly obvious that the gang leader was more than troubled given his body language. Yet his female underling seemed more composed as she replied in a more controlled manner.
"Mitch!"- Sawn-off girl ordered giving away one of her companion's names.
One of the men standing guard suddenly rushed towards the gang leader though didn't stop giving him a light nod with the head before continuing down the hallway, the second guard ordered everyone to stand up and sit near the columns.
"Get up, get down. Make up your damn mind."- Danny muttered as he was told.
The bank robbers had a goal in mind due to them not even considered taking the cash from tellers or bothered in taking money and other valuables from the clients, they were clearly going for the big bucks in the vault.
It was then that Danny saw the gang leader rushing towards the main door holding a large and thick chain with an equally impressive padlock meaning that this scenario had also been foreseen by the gang.
Danny knew these men weren't rookies or wanna-be criminals, they obviously knew how to handle their guns, a prime giveaway was how none of them had their fingers on the trigger to avoid accidental shootings.
The devil is in the details which a scared layman would not see by a long shot, yet for people like Danny and Vlad became fairly obvious as the minutes dragged on, the bank robbers had a martial step in their walk and held their weapons as a soldier on patrol would.
Not resting on their shoulders or hanging to the side but in front held with both hands and a strap to ensure it remained in its place, each one seemed ready to spring into action at moment's notice showing they had been trained.
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"How the fuck did this happened?"- One of the Uzi wielders spoke loudly as he put down a small bag on the floor.
On the floor was the lifeless body of the overweight bank manager, foam filling and coming out of his mouth with his hands clutching his chest tightly, the man's face contorted into a painful expression showing his blank eyes.
"Motherfucker had a heart attack."- the gang leader said. "How the fuck was I supposed to know this funky cheesedick was having a stroke."- the man continued.
"Doesn't matter, cops are outside and we're moving to plan B."- the bank robber said. "I'll try and get this bitch open as soon as I can."- he continued pulling out what seemed to be locksmith tools.
Good soldiers if that was the case with these men didn't always make for good thieves. They had a solid well thought out plan and execute it with precision but nothing was going accordingly, the police force arrived much earlier than anticipated.
The vault wasn't what they thought it to be as it was on a time lock, only opening at a specific time which none of them knew. To make it even harder, according to their locksmith it had three separate locks consisting of the time lock, the wheel lock, and the key lock.
"No plan ever survives contact with the enemy"- Vlad silently muttered as he peeks around the corner.
Danny raised his eyebrow as Vlad commented on something so unusual, yet he too peaks around the corner and noticed two men at the end of the hallway standing in front of a massive steel door.
Vlad had used Danny's magic to become invisible and made their way to the basement without raising so much as an alarm nor catching the attention of the bank robbers who while not amateurs weren't seasoned criminals.
Where other men saw nothing more than chaos, Vlad as the criminal businessman that he is saw a golden opportunity, one that couldn't and wouldn't be wasted no matter what, not with Danny by his side.
"Sure, you can handle it?"- Vlad asked lifting Danny's face. "You look a little pale."-
"Don't sweat it, dude."- Danny replied while putting a thumbs up. "It's groovy."-
The boy then turned invisible and made his way towards the vault which took up the entire wall creating a most impressive and even intimidating sight, the child questioned if he was able to phase through the steel door's thickness.
Danny had never before tried to phase through something so wide before, a mere wooden door was no match for his skill, even a concrete wall was something that he could walk through but perhaps this was out of his league.
"Can't we just break the wall and be done with it?"- The gang leader asked.
"Come on, sarge. This is a foot thick reinforced steel box surrounded by steel hard concrete, there ain't no way we're breaking in."- the locksmith said while putting on a pair of stethoscope
The boy passed his hand over the jacket feeling the Super Colt .38 handgun hidden underneath but knew it was too soon to start fighting and so pull up his jacket revealing something that was much more useful to him at the moment.
Hanging over his belt was not a gun holster but a brand new and nearly space-era portable music player called the "Stereo belt." A heavy music device that was slowly becoming one of the most popular and must-have items at Casper high.
Danny instantly became enamored by the futuristic device upon Tucker bringing it over one cold afternoon, the device completely replaces a belt and offered the finest sound quality outshining any and all other music players in the market.
The small cassette tape it required to work was so very different from Danny's long play records collection which he was most proud of. Small, light, and when combined with a pair of modern Ghost Pro 69 headphones became almost a religious experience.
His record player and Betamax video player were the most modern devices sold throughout Amity Park and yet this tiny little contraption outdid his massive wooden record player that took a whole corner of his house.
The thick and heavy leather headphones embraced Danny's ears completely canceling all other noise, a soft guitar solo began playing through Danny's headphones sending him into a blissful musical paradise for a brief moment.
"Come gather around people. Wherever you roam. And admit that the waters. Around you have grown"- Danny quietly sang along as the song started playing.
Soft footsteps became louder forcing both robbers to turn around yet saw nothing and no one coming their way, even so, the footsteps became louder and faster scaring both men. Danny took the leap of faith, his entire body past through the steel door.
The boy rolled on the floor yet his headphones and music player remained in place, Bob Dylan's voice continued resounding through the headset, Danny reincorporated himself as he continued singing a little bit louder while opening his arms.
"For the times, they are a changing."- the little demon finished.
Before his eyes were literal tons of money, all neatly packed into several packages reaching perhaps into the millions which made Danny feel most excited about. His heartbeats became faster and louder as he took hold of the duffel bags place over a metallic tray.
Before putting the money inside the duffel bags was that Danny traded his cassette and started playing "sunshine for your love." The kid danced his way towards the money parcels and eagerly put them inside the bags.
Every so often stopped his heist to give out an air guitar solo thankful that no one was seeing him, many, if not everyone would consider being trapped in a bank during a robbery to the worst possible luck yet for Danny and Vlad, was just the best.
"We're gonna rob these chums out of their robbery."- Danny recalled Vlad telling him as they were sat in front of the column.
It was then that Danny sat on Vlad's lap wrapping his arms around the man pretending to be scared as he was told what to do soon to roll to the side and vanished before anyone could take notice of his disappearing act.
Vlad is greedy and above all an opportunist man who wouldn't waste such a prime opportunity, he didn't consider himself as lowly as a common thief, but letting something this massively good just slide away would be the epiphany of stupidity.
Rather than having Danny turn him invisible and escape through the main door using the boy's devilish magic, instead had him venture to the basement and into the vault, all while the bank robbers were busy trying to get inside the vault.
There was no need for any convoluted planning or complex locksmithing tools, not even a blowtorch, not with Danny present at least. The bank didn't have the kind of protection to fend off paranormal threats as none had ever presented.
None of the monsters and demons around the world were interested in taking human money or valuables, just human lives, therefore, was no need to make use of strange contraptions, or so-called wizards and their silly incantations.
"And what do we have here?"- Danny said to himself skipping over to a wall packed with dozens of small rectangular doors.
The boy licks his lips as his slender fingers randomly pass over the small doors until randomly stopping at one, with a wicked smile tears off the nearly one-inch-thick steel door off its hidden hinges with almost no effort. Within rested a small metallic box containing small expensive jewelry that made Danny's eyes glimmer as a diabolical smirk grew upon his face.
Vlad quietly watched from his concealed position as the locksmith was working on the steel door wondering if the power drill the man was using would be of any good, he once heard about a plan to rob a similar bank during his first year working with Andrei.
It never came to fruition due to several reasons mainly the reinforced blast door which was a whole foot thick along and would need special equipment to breach along with time, then there was the need to escape from the police.
Vlad could only sneer at the fool who thought to be able to cut through the blast door using a blowtorch, along with finding the combination using a stethoscope, yet the blast door made a loud sound.
It was then that the vault door started to screech as if the internal works were being forcefully move making the locksmith fall on his ass and crawl back in shock, slowly but steady the vault massive door creak open.
"Do the hustle, baby!"- Danny cheerfully spoke before putting a bullet through the man's head.
Vlad steps out into the hallway taking a hard look at Danny who was carrying four duffel bags over his shoulders, the two shared a quiet glance as Vlad pulled out his Smith and Wesson revolver model 19 from out of his jacket.
With a simple motion of his head, Danny started following Vlad towards the stairs where the gang leader's voice demanded to know why his man fired off a shot, it was then that Vlad cocked his revolver.
"Police! Hands up!"- Vlad yelled out.
Without wasting a single second, Vlad fired his revolver forcing the gang leader to start shooting his Thompson gun towards the man who Danny made intangible, bullets passed through causing no harm at all.
"The pigs got inside!"- the leader screamed as he reloaded his weapon.
(XXXXX)
The police, news media, and eye watchers everywhere turn around upon hearing the multiple gunshots coming from within the building. Several cameras quickly aimed towards the main door and windows eager to capture a massacre for the six o'clock broadcast.
News crews were the first to press forward trying to get a better view of the action as civilians armed with snapshot cameras started taking pictures almost as if it was a street performance, without any care for their personal safety.
Only the metallic railing kept people from getting in the way of the police who were getting ready to raid the bank, the police negotiator had yet to arrive but the sudden change demanded a more direct approach.
"Sir, Swat and the AGTF just arrived."- an officer called out.
"About damn time!"- the police captain in charge of the operation replied.
Two large vans parked in front of the bank from which men dressed in blue police uniforms with tactical vests and riot helmets rushed out aiming their M16 assault rifles towards the bank while staying behind the protection of black steel shields.
A third black van with the AAGTF logo suddenly backs up towards the bank at full speed taking the swat team by surprise as this was not what was agreed upon. The vehicle crashed into the main door wreaking it completely and sending the chain flying away.
The van's door backdoors open wide as stun grenades were tossed in creating a loud bang along with an intense white light blinding everyone inside, men and women wriggled on the floor due to the pain caused by the stun grenades.
"What the fuck is going on!?"- the gang leader demanded to know as he pokes his out from out the stairs.
His vision was only blurred due to him being on the far end of the bank, even so, could see his two companions up front kneeling before several dark figures. The man's masterplan came to a crushing end.
There was nothing left to do, a swat team in front and at least one police officer behind him, they were surrounded. As his vision clear up, saw one of the black figures aimed his rifle towards one of his friends.
The gang leader saw with horror as his two companions were executed in cold blood, a gunshot to the head as the rest of the team help the hostages. It clearly went against all police protocols and rules to have just killed someone who had just surrender.
He wasn't going down like a dog and so opened fired emptying his Thompson submachine gun with a matter of seconds while calling out to his Sawn-off shotgun allied, the woman rushed towards him while the task force took cover behind the pillars.
Swat rushed in using their shield to both protect themselves from any incoming gunfire and to ensure the hostages made it out safely, dozens of police officers started to raid the bank while doing their best to rescue the people.
"The fuck is wrong with you people!?"- the swat commander asked furiously. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"-
"Our job"- one of the task force members replied coldly before moving towards the vault area.
The gang leader and his surviving crime partner cowered down in the basement, trapped like rats. It was only a matter of time before the Task Force came to kill them, the man knew their best bet was to be arrested by the police.
"Who the fuck were those guys?"- Sawn-off asked, "Space pimps?" she continued heading towards the vault.
The woman was the closest to the murdering officers who traded their black tactical gear once used during their first gang cleansing at Rat town for modern equally dark armor-like equipment along with circular helmets making them look like a cheap knockoff of a cosmonaut.
Their shock grew even further upon seeing their locksmith dead on the floor with his brain matter scattered across the hallway, their eyes slowly move towards the vault and realized its open but not because of the man.
The main reinforce bar and gears had a slight imprint similar to that of a hand, all going in the same direction as if someone had forced the door open from the inside which was beyond absurd. A loud click from behind them forces both criminals to drop their guns.
"We surrender!"- the gang leader said.
(XXXXXX)
Later that night, Vlad crushed on the couch letting out a long sigh of relief upon finally coming back home, he couldn't believe to have stolen a bank heist from another crew completely out of the blue though thanks only to Danny who did all of the heavy liftings.
The man wickedly smiles as he pulls out a large wad of cash from the duffel bag, soon he started to dump the money on the floor eager to count the payload. Even with his several businesses, it was the first time that Vlad saw so much money at once.
The hardest and most complex part of a bank job was always the escape, had the robbers done their homework right they would have known about the time lock and manager's heart condition then they would have gotten inside the vault. Then came the escape, fight their way out or come up with some overly complex escape plan.
Vlad didn't need any such planning as he's got a trump card at his disposal, his personal demon. One that can go through walls no matter how thick, Danny simply took hold of Vlad's hand and walked through the sidewall allowing both to walk over to the car.
"That's quite a lot of bread there."- Danny said coming out of his bedroom.
"Good thing those guys were complete fools and had a ridiculous plan."- Vlad spoke. "Hard to believe they actually thought a blowtorch was gonna cut through that much metal."- the man continued.
His eyes widen upon laying eyes over Danny who was dressed for a change, though not as Vlad would have wanted, the boy wore a pink top with the slogan "Horny Unicorn" and a pair of booty shorts along with white Go-Go boots.
Vlad had purchased said clothing as nothing more than a prank, to teased his little badger but seeing him actually wear it was disturbing, to say the least. The man quickly noticed something else as well.
Two black strings coming out from Danny's shorts over his hips, Vlad didn't want to know what kind of underwear his little badger was using and didn't want to ask but didn't take him long to imagine which one it was.
"Well, you did buy them for me so I might as well use them."- Danny said with a wink.
Vlad was glad that the boy was grateful towards him unlike other children who complain far and wide about their comfortable lives, but for Danny to actually use something so ludicrous was beyond his understanding, perhaps the boy didn't understand the practical joke.
"Going somewhere?"- Vlad asked looking at Danny.
"Yeah, I told you last night that Tucker and I are boogying down at the disco tonight"- Danny replied with a huge toothy smile. "Been practice my moves."- He added while doing the Travolta.
Before Vlad had the chance to utter a word, a loud honking could be heard. Not a second later was that Danny rushed out the door with a long coat in hand. The man just sighs in defeat as he focused his attention on the money.
The day had been far too productive and lucrative to have it ruined by misguided parenting, and Danny had more than earned himself a night of dancing even in such a ridiculous outfit.
"Have fun, kiddo"- Vlad said as he started to count his money.
"See ya in the morning!"- Danny replied slamming the door.
"Mind the door!"- Vlad said looking at the cash. His head popped up, "Wait! What! When are you coming back!?"- yet it was too late as the car was already in the distance.
To be continued.