__________ POV Beru__________
I could hear screams and panic all around me as the robbers got through the banks front door.
Really, what a shitty heist. I mean, this isn't really my area of expertise. But I still took part in quite a few heists of this type.
I wasn't really in the planning department, but I was one of the main actors if you will. Our gang leader would organize a heist every 4 months all over the entire USA.
We all wore masks and had proper equipment. Some of these guys aren't even bothering...
One guy is really using an actual pair of stocking as a headpiece. This is actually a joyful occasion, I can finally say that I've met one of the stupidest beings alive.
Now comes fighting. Something I am actually good at. Even with guns, these guys would be hard-pressed to do anything to me in my past life, if I had proper equipment anyway.
But now I also have a powerful Exoskeleton and Sharp Claws. So this seems to be quite unfair to them honestly.
The only weirdo here is the guy that just bent open a secured steel grate and blasted through the door with his shoulder.
So, I'll be a bit more careful around him.
One of the stooges decided to start firing at the roof and he screamed for everyone to get on the ground.
Or tried to anyway, I was already on him by the time he raised his arm. I can't really cut people up, it wouldn't quite count as self-defence after all.
But I sure can beat them around a bit. My leg whipped around and struck his head with great momentum. I kicked him with my ankle, I also have claws on my feet after all.
The kick seemed to knock him off his feet, he hit his head into the ground and passed out.
But as that was happening, the others already took aim in a panic.
"M-MONSTER!! SHOOT HIM!" I think this guy is supposed to be the leader. Oh well, he reacted a bit slowly with his orders.
I was already onto the next person, although the muzzle of his gun was aimed straight at my chest.
By the time I saw his finger moving slightly, I already clawed at his weapon and made him drop it.
But I didn't kick him away or anything, I dragged him closer to me, putting him in between me and his friends.
And, just as my luck would have it. These guys aren't exactly good friends, as they all started shooting towards me in panic.
Completely disregarding the fact that they might get banned for friendly fire and team kills...
After a while of them shooting their already dead friend, they finally remembered that they weren't turrets, they actually had feet. So two of them started moving behind me.
I took that as a sign, threw the corpse I was technically forced to use as a shield at the people in front of me, temporarily stopping their fire.
Now, I could only take out one of the two people rushing to go behind me, they were coming from different sides, I chose to take out the one that was getting closer to the bank employees.
I didn't want a hostage situation on my hands, those are always messy. I drop kicked him with my claws.
I cut him a bit, but the situation is already escalating a bit, I don't want more people to get involved.
The group was formerly of 7 members. Now, two were out, one was killed. But now I am also in the open and not close enough to any of them for a quick takedown.
And I don't really want to use another one as a meat shield. Even if that sounds really enticing right now...
They all formed a firing line, including the one that was trying to get behind me.
I guess it's time to see if their lead can pierce my exoskeleton huh?
Spoiler. It didn't, they started shooting at me like maniacs. Thankfully, all of the employees were taking cover.
The only thing the bullets did was leave scratches on me, they also pushed me back repeatedly, the fight turned into me waiting for them to run out of bullets so I can finally approach them.
If I was a bit heavier the bullets wouldn't push me back that much, but I am a 5-year-old for fuck sake.
Eventually, I could hear the familiar sound of an empty magazine. The panicked ticking sound, the hurried breaths, it was all there.
It was my moment to strike, I don't want to wait for them to unload a few more in me, it might put even more people in danger.
I rushed at them with the greatest speed I could manage. I managed to slash one of them across the chest, my claws cut through their kevlar like butter.
I tried to hold back a little, not wanting to kill this one too. Although he will die if he loses too much blood before the medics get here.
I looked at the other three, the only one without a gun was the abnormally strong one, who rushed me, swinging his fist around like he was swinging a club.
His fist got larger the more he wound it up it seems. Really odd, but I guess I am an anthropomorphic ant, so I can't really complain much.
I managed to dodge to the side, his punch hit the ground and raised a lot of dust, breaking the concrete floor too. Ok, I guess. This one might actually injure me.
The other two also frantically searched their pockets, presumably to reload their weapons. I used one of the abilities I got from eating snakes.
Infrared vision, I could see them through the raised dust. I picked up two pieces of rubble and threw them at the heads of the only gunners left.
I may have given them a concussion each, but hey, play stupid games win stupid prizes.
Now the only one left is the big boy.
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