"Everybody, please, calm down!" A policeman shouted to the crowd that had gathered. "We are working are hardest to rescue the hostages, but for your own safety, please back up."

Claire arrived at the back of the crowd, slowing down to a jog before stopping. She looked around. The police had cleared the streets around the Cerulean Bank, and a man in a suit was talking to someone in the bank through a megaphone.

"Claire!"

The black haired girl turned towards the call, and saw Tony hurrying over to her from his place in the crowd, Xavier next to him..

"You're safe." Tony sighed with relief once he reached her. "I was worried you were being held hostage."

"What's going on?" Claire asked, her eyebrows scrunching together.

"Some guy stormed into Cerulean Bank with a gun and is holding everyone that was inside hostage." Tony explained, looking back at the bank. "The police are trying to get them out of there. But it doesn't look like they're making much progress…"

Claire looked back at the Bank. The man in the bank had gotten his hands on some sort of megaphone and was talking to the police through it.

"I don't have a point to live anymore!" He was wailing. "I just want to end my pain!"

"He's insane…" Tony muttered after a few minutes of listening to the back and forth between the gunman and negotiator. "But still, I kinda feel bad for him. What do you think Claire?" Tony asked, looking to his side.

Only the orange eyed girl wasn't there.

Blue eyes began scanning the croud, looking for signs of the black haired girl. "Claire?" He called, hoping she would respond.

She didn't.

Tony looked down, noticing that Maxwell was still standing there, watching the Bank.

"Maxwell," Tony said, getting the poison types attention. "Where's Claire?"

Maxwell also looked around, just noticing that his lady wasn't there.

"Oh for the love of-" Maxwell muttered.

"I don't want to live like this anymo- huh? Wha-"

The man's voice suddenly cut off, and there were sound of fighting, and a gun being fired. The police didn't hesitate drawing their weapons and rushing forward into the building.

Claire carefully removed the pane of glass from the skylight and dropped down into the office, only making a small sound as she landed on the wooden desk.

Slowly and silently, she crept from the office into the main area, moving as silently as possible.

A few of the hostages looked at her in surprise as she entered the main area of the bank. Their hands were tied but only a few had their mouths gagged.

Claire silently pressed a finger to her lips. They all nodded, but continued to watch her as she grabbed some of the man's left over rope and began to sneak up behind him.

The man was standing with his back to the hostages and the girl who had snuck in. In his left hand was a megaphone, into which he shouted his nonsense. In his right, he held a hand gun, though his grip was lose and his arm was dangling at his side

Claire's steps were practically silent, slowly approaching the man. Keeping her steps silent was greatly more difficult on the tile floor, so that's where most of her attention was focused, though she kept her eyes on the man's back, just in case he turned.

Just one good kick to the back of his head, right in the precise spot, and he'll be out like a light.

"I don't want to live like this anymo-"

Just a little farther… Claire was now about a foot from the man.

Snap

Claire cursed herself for failing to pay attention to the floor. She was too focused on the man, and didn't notice the discarded pen cap on the ground. But there was no time to get mad at herself.

The man turned around, gun still by his side. "Huh? Wha-"

Claire didn't give him a chance to react. Quickly raising her right leg, she kneed him in the gut, causing the man to double over in pain.

The man gasped from the sudden blow, but quickly began to straighten up to try to point the gun at the black haired girl.

Just before he could do so, Claire grabbed his wrist, pointing it away from both of them and up. The gun fired, the bullet lodging itself harmlessly in the ceiling.

Claire twisted the man's arm behind him, causing him to cry out in pain and drop the gun. Kicking him in the back of his knees, causing him to collapse to his knees, Claire delivered a quick kick to the back of his head, knocking him out just as the police entered.

"Good, you're here." Claire said, her face as neutral as ever, despite the police's guns pointing at her, as she was the one standing. They lowered them once they realized that the one standing was a teenage girl instead of a crazed gunman.

Before any of the ploiceman could say a thing though, there was an angry shout from behind the officers. Several of them were shoved aside as an extremely pissed Ariados entered.

"Exactly what were you thinking?!" Maxwell shouted, almost shaking with anger as Tony and Xavier pushed their way in behind him.

"What if you had gotten shot, huh? What would have happens to your mission if you had gotten hurt?!"

Claire crossed her arms, looking at the arachnid. "I didn't get hurt, and I knew I wouldn't. Besides, who knows what he would have done to those people." Claire jerked her thumb towards the people behind her, who some of the police were beginning to untie.

Maxwell trembled for a few minutes, trying to control his anger, before finally sighing.

"What am I going to do with you?"

The policed asked Claire a few questions about what happened before letting her go. They seemed surprised that a teenage girl could take down a man with a gun so easily, but without any other explanations, they had no choice but to accept her story as true.

"We should probably head to Saffron now, before word of that incident spreads." Claire said, walking towards the edge of the city, Maxwell, who was still muttering in anger, beside her, and Tony and Exavier following behind.

Tony paused in surprise, though he kept walking. "You're awfully calm for just having rescued a bunch of people from an insane gunman with nothing to lose." He said, jogging to walk next to the black hair female.

She simply shrugged. "Honestly, I messed up severely on that. I failed to pay attention to my surroundings and thus alerted him to my position before I wished him to know. Though he was still little of a threat for he clearly barely knew how to use a gun." Claire stated, continuing to walk as though taking down gunmen was an everyday thing.

Tony was silent. She's so… casual about this. He thought as they neared the edge of the city to continue on their trek.

Though, she clearly has been through worse…