“So, a little birdie told me you three were planning a heist. Is this true?” The three girls in the trailer widened their eyes at the sudden intrusion of a little, black-haired girl.
She smiled. Pamonha got in position to attack her, while Fluegel stared at the girl with enmity. Nobody facepalmed. “I didn’t expect to see someone as infamous as you, as far as heists go. Your little birdie must be quite sharp.”
She raised a hand, stopping the Feral clone dead in her tracks, while Fluegel still stared at Walpurgis for the sudden intrusion. She was on board with the heist, but was not on their team, as of now.
Nobody smiled. “So, what if we are planning it? What if? What are you going to do, Walpurgis?” She recognized the internationally wanted villain.
There was no reason to hide behind a bravado or go in circles with her words. “Then, I want to shoe in. Can’t plan such a big heist without including this one, can you?”
Nobody smirked, her heart raced. “If you are offering yourself, then consider yourself in it. I was ready to discuss the plans with the girls. She is Pamonha.” Nobody pointed at the feral clone.
“And she is Fluegel. Be nice to each other, as we plan this big heist.”
Fluegel sighed as she crossed her arms. Pamonha nodded uneasily. “So, I have been tracking this convoy for the last year or so. It is a big one, about fifteen armored cars will converge today on one highway. We won’t have another chance, so we can’t mess it up.”
Nobody looked at her teammates. Walpurgis was baffled at how easily she was included, it could all be a trap for all Nobody knew, but she didn’t care.
Her eyes burned for something no one else could see, she stared beyond them all.
“Fluegel, make wings grow in the wheels and ceiling of the cars, flip them over, and then smash them on the ground. Walpurgis, use your magnetism to disable their electronic devices and security, that way they will be defenseless.”
Nobody looked at Pamonha. She smiled. “You will beat whoever comes out of the cars. Just don’t kill them, we don’t need any more death than it is needed.”
Fluegel whistled. Walpurgis mentally analyzed the situation. ‘Not an elaborate plan, not that it needs to be one. Yet, she knows our skills and quirks… it is as if she had previous knowledge of us…’ Her and Fluegel were internationally wanted, so it made sense for Nobody to know them.
‘What is the deal with the silver-haired one? She does not look like anything special.’ A thin tail, lanky and tall. She didn’t look like anything special, just another mutant.
‘Was she seeking us from the get-go, or did she get us here by luck?’ Walpurgis couldn’t tell what was coincidence, and what was planned.
“Well, I will get out and drive us to the place. Enjoy the stay.”
Nobody walked out and left the three girls on their lonesome. The trailer started to move.
(...)
Walpurgis stared at her “coworkers this mission. Pamonha seemed entertained playing with her hair, meanwhile, Fluegel was bored out of her mind. Maybe she should try and sparkle up a conversation.
“So, how did her… contact you?” She questioned the other two. Pamonha looked at her but said nothing.
Fluegel was a lot more vocal. “She found me in a dance club or something. A nice lizard auntie told me to be there if I ever needed friends and help. So here I am. She came to the table and smacked it hard, and said: Sooo, you want a job?”
Pamonha stared at Fluegel. She didn’t remember things the way she talked. They were a little more awkward and spontaneous.
“Well, she must have a pretty good eye for people…” Walpurgis sighed. “Well. Is she nice? She looked like an airhead, just letting me in…” Pamonha nodded, and Fluegel shrugged.
“Who knows? She is nice I guess. Nice is not enough for me, I hope she can help me put in a good show.” Walpurgis smiled. It was nice seeing someone who also did the gig for the thrill of the chase.
Meanwhile, Pamonha was dismayed. What was wrong with those people?
(...)
A few hours later, they were in place, in a tall building that overlook the highway. The sun was setting, and soon dark would fall.
They stared down the highway, as the armored cars converged. It was only about a few minutes before they would set to their ways. They were deceptively fast, and soon the highway would be filled with cars, even as the night fell.
“Fluegel dear. Your move, Walpurgis, follow after her. Pamonha, with me.” They moved on their own, each player with the script of their move.
Fluegel flew high and spread her wings wide, as spores few on the vehicles. Wings grew on them and forced them into the air as they flapped. Walpurgis came an instant after, she manipulated the magnetic fields to launch her at an incredible speed.
An invisible wave was released from her, it fried the electronics inside of the cars. Fluegel laughed as the wings on the vehicles stopped working, and left them to fall on the ground, many of them turned down or fell at weird angles.
Nobody smiled as her body became coated in metal, it exploded from under her skin and coated her into the image of a demon.
The ground underneath her cracked and almost caved in due to her increased weight. She rushed to the site where the armored cars fell. Pamonha landed after her and followed her suit.
A bunch of cars came out and surrounded the site. Soon the highway was blocked. It didn’t batter. “Hands up”, A special operations officer said, but soon he was met with a punch to the face from Nobody. Fluegel giggled madly as she released more spores, they landed on the officers, on their guns, and whatnot, and raised rose them to the air.
Walpurgis smiled and waved her broom, and then she moved like a bullet. She hit the flying officers like a projectile. “You, rip off the car's doors! I trust you, I will be joining the fun on this side!”
Pamonha was dizzy from the sudden order but obeyed as she rushed to the car doors. A defective clone or not, she was still a clone of Feral. She ripped them with ease and saw some officers trying to gather their bearings.
She gave them no time and smacked them with the red using her palms. They were knocked unconscious. She rushed to the next armored car.
The other officers opened fire against Nobody and the flying threats. Fluegel moved gracefully in the air, as she used Nobody like a cover. Walpurgis, however, had more sharp and restricted moves but moved so fast that the officers had trouble predicting her movements.
Like a mad bull, Nobody rushed against the officers. Her arms opened wide like giant clam-like claws, liquid like water, but still surprisingly sturdy and powerful.
She smacked multiple officers into the air, who quickly became easy targets for a flying Walpurgis.
Fluegel continued to wreak havoc against them, her spores taking their guns away as they suddenly grew wings, or she destabilized their postures with sudden flight from newly-sprouted wings.
Pamonha soon joined the battle. She threw a car door against an officer before he could shoot Fluegel. Suddenly focus firte changed to her, since she was an easier target, and didn’t seemed as resilient as Nobody, or as agile as Fluegel and Walpurgis.
Her skin and scale got dented by the shape of the bullets, but she resisted before rushing in. Guards flew to the air, her movements a flurry of furious blows.
Her heart started to race, she was lost but was happy. There were so many wings around her, it was all so pretty. She felt happy, and happy to fight.
An officer took a bigger gun, a sniper rifle. It was meant for taking targets from a distance, but they lacked that distance now. He aimed it at the foe made of flesh, and shoot.
Yet, a demon of metal stood in the way, the bullet barely made a dent in her tungsten body. She grabbed the rifle and snapped it in two, before headbutting the officer.
In a few seconds, the battle was done. She looked back as a gust of wind howled. Money flew into the air behind them. Now was the time to reap the prize.
“This was a hell of a mission.” Nobody laughed. Time to sack it all up, and go back to the trailer.
Fluegel laughed madly, as if possessed. Meanwhile, Walpurgis thought about how much it would improve her infamy ranking. Pamonha fell flat on the ground, gasping for air. It became so intense all of a sudden.
(...)
Back in the trailer, a sleeping Fluegel had taken spot of Nobody’s bed, as Pamonha struggled to keep herself awake. It left only Walpurgis, and Nobody up after their “little” heist.
“So. Who are you, really? You are no beginner to this, and you are clearly not someone new to fights. The way you knew the armored cars would converge there, my specialty and Fluegel’s… you hide something. Could you tell this little witch what it is?”
Nobody cast a side glance towards Walpurgis. “I’m nobody. I am a buried dagger who has no necessity of the past, and does not look forward to the future either.” Nobody answered naturally, as if it was a matter of course.
“Nobody? So you are Yamada Hanako (Jane Doe)? Ha. You say that, but you planned this and even knew how to get Fluegel into your little plan… How do you not look forward to the future, when you planned it so carefully? And went after those who could help you realize your plan?”
Walpurgis crossed her hands before mouth. “Yamada Hanako” had an answer ready. “It is to a better life in the present. Only the present matter. I am no actor at this stage, I’m a small-scale player who lives the way she wants. It is all that I care to be.”
Walpurgis half-closed her eyes. She felt no hesitation, lies, or second guesses in Yamada Hanako's words. She truly believed it. Her body showed no signs of lying either. She left a small laugh out.
“I see. Well, until new time. I hope we can meet again. Also, does your little villain team have a name?” Walpurgis got ready to exit the trailer, before casting one last look at Yamada Hanako.
She seemed thoughtful for a moment. “Chaos;System. I think it has a good ring to it.”
With a nod, she exited.