First off I would like to thank the few reviews that I got. I apologize for insulting anyone with using the word sign language. I do know how to speak in American Sign Language. I've been talking to deaf people for nearly ten years now. I obviously didn't explain the type of language they were using too well. I wanted a word that wasn't hand signs because I wanted it something a little less subtle than something like sport signs. It was meant to be their own language that they sign to each other. If it was meant as American Sign Language I would have capitalized the letters like I would every other language. I apologize again but they are not speaking in Sign Language and not in signals. It's something a little more than just signals. It's almost like spelling every word in Sign Language, but not. They use mostly one hand. I hope that clears it up. I'm horrible at describing body movements.

Anyway I'll fix it in further chapters, but I don't think they are going to be given a chance to use it in much longer. Not with how mean I am to characters. Onward to the next chapter.

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Chapter Two

Sirens could be heard in the distance, but the robbers neither worried nor cared. It was as if they expected and wanted the cops to come. The tallest robber moved over to one of the cameras and unplugged it. He did the same with the others. Just when everyone thought he was done, he fired several bullets into the ceiling obviously hitting the hidden cameras that he surprisingly knew about. Pieces of glass and machinery crashed to the floor. Several women screamed while the others ducked and held their ears. The four assassins remained calmed as they watched everyone else, but ducked slightly to not draw attention. Omi frowned and nearly got up when he noticed the elderly man grabbing his chest and gasping for breath. The teenage brunette girl grabbed the man. "Grandpa, are you alright!"

"He's having a heart attack!" Omi nearly shouted. He got up and started to move, but one of the robbers turned his gun on him.

"Don't move, Mr. Hero." The other robber who was just shooting the cameras rudely grabbed the elderly gentleman and the teenager obviously not caring if he causing the man to die. Dragging both of them, he threw them out the bank doors, sealing them back up before the police cars pulled fully into the parking lot. This left the four assassins and four tellers to deal with the four robbers. Omi noticed that a few men were helping the elderly man outside just as the one robber held a gun up to his forehead, refusing to let him sit back down with the others. Omi showed no fear as he stared back.

Ken squirmed nervously as he glanced back at Aya. He wanted to help Omi, but he didn't want to risk the others to get hurt. Aya subtly shook his head before glancing back up at the group now surrounding their youngest member. He growled unable to believe that Omi would move without thinking. He could have gotten them all killed luckily no one fired their weapon.

The tallest member reached to his waist and unhooked seven pairs of handcuffs, handing them to the others. He grabbed Omi's arm and pull it around his back, pressing it firmly. He placed a knife right by Omi's neck and glared at the others. "You will let my men handcuff you together or else this tiled floor would be stained red." Aya let out a slight growl, but it was low enough not to be heard by anyone other than the other two assassins around him. Within a few minutes all seven individuals were securely handcuffed to each other forming a large circle which would be rather difficult for them to escape.

The leader glanced out the door from where he stood still holding firmly onto Omi. Omi winced as he felt the knife dig into his neck. He assumed that the man was getting nervous and this worried the young assassin. He attached the last pair of handcuffs to Omi's hand so that it would be easier to hold him. The robber turned towards each other just as a loud, deep voice sounded from the outside. "My name is Detective McArther. I wish to speak with the man in charge. Please pick up the phone."

The leader pulled Omi over towards the phone as it began to ring. He pushed him on the ground grumbling, "Get used to being in that position." Omi whined as the man grabbed his hair and kept him sitting at his feet like a dog. "So what if I told you I already received my demands," the cocky man commented. He listened to the officer while he twirled his fingers around Omi's ash blond hair, causing the youth's stomach to churn. Something about this action gave Omi horrible vibes. He knew that it was never good when a man played with someone's hair in a way that was obviously not intended to calm someone's nerves.

Ken glared, watching the man with Omi. He wanted nothing more than to break free of these handcuffs and crack every finger in that man's hand for touching Omi like that, but he knew it was impossible not only because he didn't have anything to pick the lock, but because it could get them all killed if he moved in a way that the robbers didn't want him to. So Ken continued to wait there carefully watching all the men. What unnerved the assassin was the fact that none of the robbers looked nervous. It was as if they had a way out even though the bank was surrounded, and the only exit was through the front door, leading directly to the police.

"Fine! You want our demands. Get a pen and paper ready this is no joke. Get a deluxe large pepperoni pizza from the shop at the end of this block. You give us that, and I'll give up all but two hostages. Try coming in here would only result in everyone dying." The leader hung the phone up and tightened his grip around Omi's hair, causing the youth to hiss in pain. He leaned over and whispered something in Omi's ear that caused him to pale. The other Weiss members feared what the robber said. They knew that the last thing they wanted was to lose their youngest member. Aya ran his finger up his sleeve unlocking a device where he could reach in for a pin. He had enough of waiting and obviously didn't like the look on Omi's face.

One of the robbers walked over to the group, causing Aya to hide his pin. The man unlocked one of the tellers that was on the other side of Ken before relocking all of them together. He guided the frightened teller over to the leader and made her kneel beside Omi. The leader locked the two together just as the phone rang again. "Alright fine. I'll send them out in a few minutes. I just got to unlock them." He hung up the phone and glanced to his men. "Let's go." The four robbers moved towards the stairs, leading down to the safe, pulling Omi and the teller with them.

Aya quickly twirled the pin in his fingers not wanting them to do anything drastic to the two people that were obviously not going to give up for their "deluxe large pepperoni pizza." He stopped suddenly when one of the robbers turned to them. "Well you are the lucky ones. When those police come in after realizing that we aren't releasing you for that pizza, then you can go about your happy lives." He dropped a pair of keys at the top of the stairs before following the others downstairs.

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There we go another chapter. Thanks for reading please review. Hopefully there's no stupid mistakes in there. I'll check more closely this time.

Angel Dove