The day had turned out to be a warm one. Warmer than usual for this time of year. The only thing that was keeping it from being hot was the cool breeze that had begun to blow. KittyKat slowly walked down he sidewalk, watching the hustling and bustling of the busy city goers. She had only meant to step out for a bite o eat, but had ended up strolling in and out of every shop on this side of town. She was looking for something, but yet nothing all at the same time. The breeze kicked up again, swishing he bottom of her dress to and fro. It seemed to dance with a rhythm around her knees. Her brown curls fell gently around her shoulders framing her face, with an occasional wisp of hair blowing across her face. The grey in her dress made her eyes a more dazzling shade of blue then they normally were. Her feet were beginning  to ache from all the walking, but she had one more stop she wanted to make while she was still out. KittyKat had had a bad feeling his morning when she had left the house, but now she just shook her head at her own foolishness. It was a rather perfect day. She pushed open the heavy door leading into the bank. She made her way inside and approached the first available teller, She reached into her purse and pulled out her paycheck and handed it over. The teller graciously asked if she had wanted any cash back or would she just be depositing all of it. KittyKat pressed her ruby red lips together while she stood there deciding. She bit on her lower lip before finally speaking.

"I think I am just going to be depositing all of it today. I have no use for cash right now, and if I have it on me, I know I will just end up spending it on nothing."

The teller smiled and went straight to work taking care of her business. KittyKat reached out and took the deposit slip from her the teller as she thanked her and old her to have a nice day. She put the slip into her purse and turned to leave. Before she knew it she was on the ground. A large man with a mask on pushed her to the ground and began waving his gun about. "This is a hold up. Everyone stay calm and no one will get hurt." He shouted at n one in particular. KittyKat glanced around to quickly take in the whole scene. There was one other armed man standing near the door. A woman cowered behind her, bracing her child to her chest, who looked about four years of age. A few other people were scattered about  the place She looked around for anyone she could use as an ally in this situation should it go terribly wrong.

TheSandman had just enterered the bank moments before with one of his closest men who had to go collect some money TheSandman had saw what he recognised as a bank job and hid himeslf behind a piller to weigh up his options He was in the middle of it all and was far enough away from both of the men and in enough cover to not be noticed by either of the armed men he reached to his holster but his holster was empty he realised his gun was in the gove box in his car not 100yards away outside of the bank he looked around and noticed KittyKat laying on the floor. He saw her look up scouting the area he tried to get her attention yet he failed to do so. TheSandman had to do something drastic however was all out of ideas after him leaving his gun in the car.

Singer Had rode with TheSandman to the bank. Singer didnt go in with TheSandman but went into the men selling vegetables from there crates to pick up a few items for the house. As Singer turned around two men ran into the bank. Singer knew that only when people run into the bank its to rob it. His intial thought was to join the men then take them out and keep the cash but TheSandman crossed his mind.

Sorry Sir im going to have to come back for the food.

Calm collected not stirring up any ruckus Singer walked up to the bank window. He saw one man pick up KittyKat Couldnt quite figure out what he was saying he knew this wouldnt be good. Singer ran back to the car grabbed his gun and looked for TheSandmans finally he found it in the glove department. The two men were loading up the money but one had KittyKat and Singer didnt know what he was going to do with her. Singer put the guns in his pocket and tried to open the door It was locked Singer would have to go through the roof. Hopefully it wouldnt be to late by that time.

The man standing closest to her dragged her up off the floor by her wrist. "We need a little insurance, guess you'll do." He dragged her with him to start loading the bags of money. She glanced around looking for something or someone to help. Her purse lay lying on the floor, holding her gun. She panicked for a minute, feeling compleely naked without her piece, then she remembered she had last minue put a thigh holster on this morning and loaded up one of her smaller guns. Now she had to think how to get at it quickly.

TheSandman seeing the man pic up KittyKat the sandman stepped out of the shadows and pulled a cigerette out of his packet and lit it up without a seconds thought he walked over to one of the men and blew smoke in his face

'Is that man over there a coward' he said jokingly

The man at the door soon had his gun pointing at TheSandmans head telling him to get on the floor he stood his ground and as the second man turned around he saw the man confronting the large man in a suit he shouted for him to shoot him but the man at the door froze he had frozen not knowing what to do TheSandman thought to himself that the man probably didnt even know how to fire a gun let alone kill anyone

Are you going to shoot me or just look at me? TheSandman said

The man at the door now physically shaking told him to get on the floor the fear in his voice could be heard through out the bank

Singer Falls down from the roof and looks around Hostages Hostages everywhere. Singer looks around and sees KittyKat Held up A gaurd was to the right of him and the gaurd was by the door. Singer Crawled to TheSandman and gave him his gun and looked around. Singer looks at TheSandman and whispers

Brother if we die here i just want to let you know that i never liked your tuna cassarole. Im sorry. Alright im on you what do we do now?

Moments before TheSandman stepped out hed told SINGER to cause a distraction to distract the man holding up KittyKat TheSandman now armed had a new confidence that he didnt have before he was without his piece he slid his hand in his pocket and touched his weapon and a smile crept accross his face

'Are you going to use that thing or just look at it' TheSandman said to the man at the door

Click! a noise noone expected to hear as the man with the gun pulled the trigger with the gun pointed at Sandmans face he laughed gently in the mans face not breaking eye contact. Click! again the man pulled the trigger and nothing the man shaking more every second.

I didnt think youd do it good on you shame you fucked up and didnt load your gun though.

Thesandman ready for SINGERS distraction reached for the piece in his pocket and waited patiently

Singer didnt know what his Distraction should be many things had crossed his mind. For some reason he couldnt figure out what he should do. He looked up as the other guy was loading the money into the bag. Singer smiled at TheSandman

Your chicken alfredo was always good though

Singer leaped up and ran to the man lunging for him he tackled him they began wresetling on the floor. A knife emerged from the mans coat he put it to Singers chest and began yelling at him. Singer didnt enjoy being yelled at cause he didnt yell at the guy but he couldnt complain now. This was a great distraction and maybe Singer would Go down as a Martyr for his family. The Knife edged its way to Singers neck the man kept pushing down. Singer didnt know what the best plan was he was more of a lover than a fighter.They rolled around the bank punching each other in the head. The knife got lost. The man that held KittyKat was Stricken with fear he didnt know what exactly he should do. He put the Gun to kittyKats head and yelled To TheSandman

If you dont tell your friend to stop your pretty little friend here will die! Do you understand me?

The man knew who TheSandman was. He knew that SandMan ran this part of St.Louis so he knew he was in a crap hole. Singer couldnt stop fighting but he would if TheSandman said stop. Singer began reaching for his gun in the coat but that gun had gotten lost as well. Singer was nervous this man was much to powerful for him he had no plan on how to defeat this guy only to give a good distraction.

TheSandman stood and watched as SINGER tackled the man filling the bags the man hit the floor a fight broke out and KittyKat now had a gun pressed to her head the sandman chuckled gently a nervous laugh as things had just gotten from bad to worse he meant to cause a distraction so he too could hold a hostage however now he had lost his upper hand and had to come up with a new plan.

SINGER stand down! TheSandman said forcefully

TheSandman still had his hand on his gun thinking of something to do he saw SINGER stand up now he too had a gun to his head. there was now 2 hostages and only one of him he remembered reading about one of his forefathers shooting his way out of a war, he later died along with his whole family so that wasnt a desired outcome this time and didnt think the Godfatehr serotonin would be happy to lose one of his mades of Sandmans watch So how we going to play this TheSandman said to the man holding KittyKat. we are going to take the money and then we will leave, thats how it will go down and we will kill anyone we have to to accomplish this. TheSandman saw his accomplice lying on the floor blending in with the other hostages he flashed his piece towards Sandman and he smiled he finaly had an idea but who would he have him kill one of the people his friends and work collegues will more than likely die it was a choice he didnt want to make

KittyKat watched as the two men tried to help her out. Seemed like this mess was getting worse and worse. She stood there trying to come up with a decent plan.After a few moments flew by, seeming like an eternity, she knew what she had to do. SHe let out a long sigh and tried to get the attention of the guy holding her.

"I am not really feeling so good. Hard to tell if I am going to throw up or pass out."

She made a bit of a gagging sound like she was about to be sick. She felt his arms loosen a little in disgust. She then knew it was now or never. She made her whole body go heavy in his arms, making it seem as if she had passed out. He couldn't hold her up and she fell tumbling to the ground. In the process his gun was knocked out of his hand. As soon as she was on the ground she slid her hand up her skirt and grabbed her gun from her thigh holster. She ripped it out and took a shot at the kneecaps of the guy holding Singer. She just hoped this worked.

TheSandman still weighing up his options running through his head the men holding KittyKat and SINGER with a gun pressed to both of there heads TheSandman weighed his options up saving one or the other would result in on of them losing his life. TheSandman cluching his gun firmly in his pocket now saw something he'd hoped for since the whole think kicked of KittyKat falling to the groud out of her captors arms and taking a shot and putting a bullet directly into SINGERS captors knee sending him to the floor TheSandman acting out of instict pulled his gun out and putting one into the chest of the man that was recently holding onto KittyKa, the man hit the ground hard and his occomplice stood up and checked his pulse he was dying he pulled his piece out too and put one into his head to be sure. TheSandman turned to the now crying man behind him and pointed his gun towards him

'If you dont want to end up like your friends id put that gun down' TheSandman said forcefully

The man put the gun down and lay on the floor waiting to see what his fate would be SINGER now on his feet and now with his gun also drawn pointed it at the man laying on the floor bleeding from his knee where KittyKat expertly placed her bullet

Hearing loud police sirens from afar Champ started to become paranoid. What was taking so long him and his crew were supposed to be in and be out.

Champ stared at his watch. After another five minutes Champ exited his getaway car. He popped the trunk and removed his Springfield 22 Sniper Rifle.

Then removed a Thomson 42. which was safely hidden behind a cover. He than rushed over to the bank across the street from him.

Upon enterin he discovered the unmistakable scent of blood. He called for his friend who ran fleeing out of the bank.

Since his crew's motto was leave no one behind he emptied his Thomspon spraying each and every person in the bank including the tellers.

He grabbed the briefcase of money his partner had left behind an fleed to his getaway car.