Chapter 2: The heist
Dyna waited in the van while the rest of the crew staked out the place, she was handcuffed to the handle of the door. They needed her but they didn't trust her, she was lucky they hadn't killed her by now. Her usefulness outgrew her betrayal to them. She had tried to undo the cuffs as soon as everyone was far enough away not to hear her but Julius was smarter than she would have thought, no one else would have knew to put rubber sleeve on the cuffs to keep her powers from going anywhere. Her powers flowed through her hands and without that current she was powerless. She leaned as far back against the seat as she could, trying to get comfortable. She had just closed her eyes when the door slid open enough that Julius could slide inside, resting by her knees. She opened her eyes with a look of puzzlement that she couldn't hide. He leaned close to her and she instinctively moved back away from him. The growl he let loose stopped her as he grabbed her chin and forced her closer.
"Its your turn, there is a guard on patrol, maybe a few others in the safes. If we go in and kill him, then its bad for business and we won't get the money we want for this run. So overall its not worth the trouble to go full auto in there. We need this to go smoothly and for that we need you to go do this. But you try anything other than the job, then we will hunt you down and kill you. Do you understand?" She nodded and Julius took off the handcuffs, and moved out of the van so she could get out. She rubbed her wrists as she got out and stretched as much as she could before she was lead into the building. What they were looking for was in the underground vaults which was back through the guards section. It was held in a small cage, a simple necklace but it was worth millions of dollars apparently. Julius held out a gun for her and she shook her head and stepped towards the building. She didn't need it and she hated guns...absolutely hated them, more than she hated her abilities. At least those could be used to help people once she tried it out and mastered it but guns, all they did was hurt. They never should have been invented. She walked up to the doors, sliding in. She knew the cameras were down but she kept to the shadows either way in case they came back up or the guard saw her. She could hear him watching something as she approached the back offices. The door to get to the back was locked. She knew better than to try anything with it in case the man heard it and pulled the alarm. Looking around she jumped over the counter, landing on the other side. Her knee hit the floor hard, making a crack she thought the whole block could hear. The pain shot through her whole leg and she bit down on her lip to keep from calling out. It took her more time than she wanted to get back to her feet, stretching her leg out slowly as she did so. It still hurt but not as bad. She limped, each step getting easier as she moved into the back.
This is where the basic safes were but she wasn't interested in that. She moved to the side when she spotted movement in the back. When she peeked around the corner, the guard was down and two men were already moving down to the vaults. She cursed at herself. How had she not noticed them...how did Julius not. He always got to people when they were scoping out the place. It was his job to make sure no one else got in the way. She followed them down, staying as quiet as she could. She would let them break into the vault and then she would just grab the necklace from them. It was easy...or so she kept telling herself. It seemed easy but knowing everything else she had experienced, it sure as hell wasn't going to be.
Snart watched the men as they moved in and out of the building. He had to hold Mick back, the man was impulsive and this was a bad moment to rush in. He had another entrance secured just in case he was right about earlier. It was riskier because he could get spotted from both ends, either from his competition or the guard on duty. One issue was easier to take care of then the other.
"We need to get in there before we have to call this off and I really don't want to call this off...not again. This time I'll go out in a blaze." Mick growled under his breath, only Snart's arm pushing him back against the wall kept him from running in and ruining the whole plan. Snart was thinking quickly, he had called off the last heist because of these same people(he was 80 percent sure it was the same people.) He was not going to do so again, he just had to chance everything around slightly. He turned to Mick and nodded towards the other door. They had already had this discussion this morning.
"Do your thing to the door before they head inside and we can still get there first. After all we are much better equipped to handle the guard than they are. But don't let him raise the alarm. I am keeping you out of jail and myself of course."
"Of course you are. Lets get the jewel or whatever it is and get out of here." Mick moved to the door, pulling his heat gun out, he held it to the lock and pulled the trigger. The result was instant. Snart moved as soon as the flames were out, hitting the guard in the back of the head and dropping him to the ground. The keys were on the man's waist and he grabbed them, throwing them to Mick at the smallest sound of feet on the marble floors. A woman, the same woman from earlier was walking towards the door. Locked. At least that one. But it wouldn't take her long to figure it out. He wasn't sure he was ready to run into her, he had seen the man with her earlier. This was not the time or place for a rescue, it would end badly and she could get hurt badly. Better to let her do her thing and go after her later.
"You better not be thinking what I think you are...we don't have time for that. Let me get rid of her."
"No. Just get the vault open. We have a job to do." He moved back as she jumped over the counter, if he had been anyone else this would have been the moment to take her out. She clearly hurt herself when she landed and she was very distracted and not experienced. Why they would choose to use her? Besides as bait. Was beyond him. Mick moved into the vault first and Snart followed before she could see him. Now finding it without being seen was going to be harder than he planned. There was a lot more down here than the source had led him to believe. He stayed close by Mick, keeping him as far away from where she was looking as he could. Mick had a short temper and even on a leash it was hard to keep him in control.
"You still have that key?" Mick nudged him and pointed forward to one of the compartments. It had the same marking they had went over and it was locked. It was a good thing he did have the key. He moved past Mick, taking the key out of his pocket as he went and placed it in the lock. Turning it, the door opened and he looked in. Only one thing was on the selves, a small box. He looked over the room before stepping in slowly. This would be a bad time to find out there was an alarm system involved or any other kind of trap. He tapped on the box and examined everything around it before opening it. It was a necklace with a medium sized jewel attached to it, purple in color and from what he had heard worth millions. They would be set for a while and could lay low until the jewel was forgotten about. He could see a small cylinder buried in the felt just above the necklace. It was a sensor that would go off if it was taken through the doors or if the necklace was removed. He just need to trip it, which he didn't have time for with the woman in there looking for it as well.
"Mick keep her distracted but don't and I mean it, don't hurt her. I just need ten minutes at the most. And watch for any alarms...we have enough going on without that."Mick grinned as he pushed off of the door frame and moved out, pulling his gun out and unlocking the trigger. "This is going to be fun." Snart rolled his eyes, pulling a set of tools out of his back pocket and set to work on the sensor. Fingers working quickly as he cut it out of the fabric and looked it over, never moving it past the necklace. He slid a smaller needle into it, working carefully and slowly even when he heard the sound of Mick going crazy as usually.
Dyna followed them down into the vault, as quietly as she could. She stayed far behind them under she got down to the bottom. Looking around she began to explore as carefully as she could without being seen. She only barely knew what she was looking for, a box of some sort in its own vault. She turned the last corner and moved back into the shadows quickly. One of the men was standing there, he grinned as she looked over at him. She mentally cursed herself. She shouldn't have followed them, what she should have done was too have gone back up to Julius and have him send his men up down to finish this job. She was going to get herself killed if she didn't get out of here. She moved to run and jumped back when flames shot close to her. She could smell burning hair and she patted at her scalp quickly before looking at the man.
"Are you going somewhere sweetheart? Don't you want to play?" Dyna stepped out into the open, taking a couple steps back. She looked him over, focusing on the gun. It was a flame thrower, obviously. Much hotter than one she had ever seen. She felt the electricity play across her fingertips, she had a hard time with control in times where her emotions were heightened and fear was the worst. She was also angry, angry at everything that was happening. She shouldn't be here, she should be dealing with patients and living her life. Not being a slave to someone else and be in a situation where she could be hurt or killed. Her pulse picked up and she felt the sting as it jumped from her fingers to along the ground. She watched his eyes light up and he stepped closer, sending another blast of fire at her. She ran behind one of the selves, her static throwing containers across the floor. She kneeled down, focusing as hard she could on the floor around him.
"Nice gun...maybe you should put it down and walk away. All I want is what I came for, I don't want to hurt you." She waved her fingers over the ground barely touching the floor. His chuckle was just irritating, he was underestimating her. She touched the floor full on, a satisfied smile when she heard his scream of pain and he hit the floor. She walked over, kicking the gun away before leaning down to check his pulse. It was a little wavering but recovering.
"You should have just listened." Getting to her feet she walked to the open door, to find another gun in her face. This one was interesting in its own but she was tired of playing this game. "Hand it over...and you don't end up on the floor and possibly in jail like your friend. I just want the necklace and I'll leave." She eyed the box in his hand and watched him debate it over. The look of frustration past across his face and he motioned for her to come in the room.
"It's not a trap, there is a trigger in the box. If it leaves this room, the alarm will go off then we are both screwed. You worse than I think myself. Whoever you are working for, he doesn't seem like he appreciates failure. So you want this, you come here to get it." He put the gun down and stepped back. She debated it over carefully. He could easily kill her if she stepped into the small space with him or he could be telling the truth and she knew if she did go back without it, Julius was likely to beat her till she could barely breath. She stepped slowly into the room, watching the man very carefully.
"Let me see the box, I can fry the trigger." She held out your hand and he tossed the box to her. Her guard dropped as she caught and he pushed her up against the wall, the box, dropping to the floor. He held his arm over her chest, leaning his weight against her. The gun pushed against her stomach, her hand could barely move.
"Try anything and I pull the trigger and I don't want to hurt you. I would much rather help you. I saw the way you are treated and the fear in your eyes...you don't want to be where you are. So I'm going to give you the box and let you take it back to whoever is the man in charge but all I need is his name. I'll find him and do the rest myself. Hmm...what do you say? I'm sure you would much rather be in my debt than his. I am a much better person than I seem." He gave her a small smirk.
"And why would you do this for me. I don't even know you." She felt him relax and step back from her.
"Because I don't like seeing someone used and abused. Especially a woman, it irks something in me. So his name?" He leaned over and tossed her the box. She opened it, frying the sensor and taking it out and throwing it on the ground.
"Julius...I don't know his last name. But he leads a pretty big group and he keeps woman as slaves...or he did. I let them out...working for him is my punishment. What's your name? I don't like being in the dark about anything." She could hear footsteps and she knew it was Julius' men, giving her very little time for this.
"Snart...you can learn the rest later." Snart slipped back into the corner of the room and smiled at her. She exited the room, moving quickly past the man she had put down as he started to stir. She looked back, calling over her shoulder. "Dyna, if you care to know." Julius waited for her at the other side of the room and she winced when he grabbed her arm and pulled her quickly out of the bank.
"The cops are on their way. You weren't suppose to take your time. We'll discuss this when we get back." He shoved her into the back of the van, snatching the box out of her hands. She suppressed the urge to talk back, she didn't want anything broken. This man had a temper like she had never seen and even when she did what he wanted, it didn't seem to matter either way. She leaned back against the seat, throwing on leg over the other as she looked out the window.
Snart moved out of the room, kicking Mick in the shoulder lightly. "Get up we need to get going and be gone before the cops come. Your little game attracted too much attention." Mick groaned, pulling himself up slowly and grabbing his gun.
"I don't like that girl. Did we get the stupid gem or whatever?" Snart rolled his eyes and smiled before strolling past him and heading for the exit. He knew Mick would follow. It was better they discuss everything when they knew they were safe. Especially if the Flash decided to make an appearance tonight.
"I enjoyed her very much, especially because she knocked you on your ass...I'll tell you on the way home. Hurry up...or I will leave you."
"Sure you would." They slipped out of the building, walking past the cop cars as they sped by. Snart threw the pendant to Mick with a smirk.
"I gave her a fake, real enough they would notice. I thought about not but I like her. She has spunk and she's in a bad situation. I put a tracker in the other one. It will lead us right back to where Julius' little group is and we'll knock them down a couple and bring her back home with us. We could use another woman in the group. Give my sister someone to talk with." It was going to take more planning than he was letting on but he knew Mick would go with him, just for the fight. He may not be a good guy but he was easy to lead if you knew him well enough.
"Who says she'll stay?" Snart didn't answer. He knew she would. If she had somewhere else to be, she would never have been in the situation she was in. He knew what it was like to be around someone that controlling and you get out or never get in when there are better options. For her he was going to be the better option and even if she didn't stay. At least she wouldn't be with Julius, getting beat on and used.
"Dyna and I understand each other...let's just go with that and leave it be."
I am always welcome to advice about their personalities. Its harder to write out the lovely sass and the way that Cold talks in the show than I thought. I think I have Mick pretty much down. His isn't too hard.