There had been a string of robberies lately, it had started out as small jewelry stores, but soon enough even banks were being hit. The connecting factor of these crimes, and the most unusual aspect, is that the valuables and money that were stolen were usually found only a short distance away, usually missing a few hundred, maybe a thousand dollars worth, of cash or gold. The police were baffled why someone would go to so much trouble of robbing a place only to abandon most of the loot so quickly, especially when they weren't being chased at the time it was dumped. Even worse were the lack of clues, not a single fingerprint or footprint could be found, the security systems had been ripped apart and seemingly crushed by some invisible force, leaving the police with nothing to even start with.
Tonight was a night like many others in New York, and as had become a relatively common sound, the sound of a bank alarm going off. The front of the bank seemed to have been completely ripped away, further inside the door of the vault had been seemingly ripped off. Every security camera in the place had been crushed into a tiny ball of metal to hide the work of the culprit. With the vault door gone the cash inside was floating in mid air, all gathering in a giant pile, before it started to move out of the bank. Infront of the cash there was the sound of laughter piercing through the alarms. It wasn't a malicious laugh, certainly not the one would typically expect from the kind of villains in New York, this laugh was more like...someone having fun, as if this were the most amusing thing in the world to them.
The villain who had called herself Mentala laughed in delight as she floated up into the air, the gigantic pile of cash following closely behind her as she flew down the street between the tall buildings of the city. A thousand dollars worth of the cash floated its way to her hand, the rest staying in a huge mass behind her as she counted what was in her hand. "Ahhhh, oh that was so much fun! Haha, oh it's just so easy! Such pathetic little security systems and those idiot police have no idea" The girl laughed again as the sound of the bank alarm began to fade behind her, the sound of police sirens just as distant, coming from the opposite direction. Once again it seemed like she was going to get away, and the girl simply did a spin around in the air as she floated along, laughing in delight once more.
Tonight was a night like many others in New York, and as had become a relatively common sound, the sound of a bank alarm going off. The front of the bank seemed to have been completely ripped away, further inside the door of the vault had been seemingly ripped off. Every security camera in the place had been crushed into a tiny ball of metal to hide the work of the culprit. With the vault door gone the cash inside was floating in mid air, all gathering in a giant pile, before it started to move out of the bank. Infront of the cash there was the sound of laughter piercing through the alarms. It wasn't a malicious laugh, certainly not the one would typically expect from the kind of villains in New York, this laugh was more like...someone having fun, as if this were the most amusing thing in the world to them.
The villain who had called herself Mentala laughed in delight as she floated up into the air, the gigantic pile of cash following closely behind her as she flew down the street between the tall buildings of the city. A thousand dollars worth of the cash floated its way to her hand, the rest staying in a huge mass behind her as she counted what was in her hand. "Ahhhh, oh that was so much fun! Haha, oh it's just so easy! Such pathetic little security systems and those idiot police have no idea" The girl laughed again as the sound of the bank alarm began to fade behind her, the sound of police sirens just as distant, coming from the opposite direction. Once again it seemed like she was going to get away, and the girl simply did a spin around in the air as she floated along, laughing in delight once more.