Hazy Day Heist

It wasn’t often that Central City had foggy weather, but when it did, it was quite interesting to see— this was due to the climate in the North being rather cold overall, fog was sometimes more like floating blankets of snow. Most locals found it a joy every time, but it didn’t exactly distract from daily life…

Except this time. This time, something about the coveted unique weather phenomenon was off.

Many citizens would be completely unaware that something wasn’t quite right and simply went about their day. One individual in particular, Nero, on the other hand found himself a tad unnerved with several clumps of fog up in the sky.

After taking Pankaa to daycare earlier in the day, the man had some important business to attend to; just a quick trip to the bank, the grocery store, all those sorts of things. Having sorted the main orders of business out, Nero made his way to the local mall to purchase a little gift for Pankaa; some new Hopping Heroes merchandise had released the day before and Nero wanted to reward Pankaa for taking a shine to daycare and making some friends his own age (as awkward as some encounters may have been at first).

Upon entering the mall, the blankets of fog outdoors thickened in a weird manner, gaining a weird mauve tint for a small fraction of a second.. It was as if for a moment they pulsated— breathed, even. Nero caught this out of the corner of his eye through a window. He narrowed his eyes for a moment, but that sudden oddity didn’t repeat itself. “... Man it’s like the Blood Moon is staying late this year or somethin’.” Nero idly mused, making his way further into the mall.

The doors behind him swung open, and some fog rolled in— at this moment most of the crowd jumped out of surprise a bit, hurrying along their way. Nero looked over his shoulder, and when he did a gang of gaudily dressed goths. They all strolled in like they owned the place; and perhaps that was exactly what they wanted to convey because most of them brought out weaponry. The one at the front of the group— and no doubt their leader— was a short female white owl Zoan wearing a black long collared coat, black cape with a crimson velvet underside, chokers and belts with spikes, the works— to top it off she had a flashy masquerade mask over her eyes. “Wonderful denizens of Central City, by the glory of the Blood Moon, we, the Revenant Bandits lay claim to this shopping centre~ Now you have the esteemed honor of being part of this great heist~!” The group did a flashy pose together as they sauntered in, ready to cause some trouble.

While many were threatened and confused, Nero was simply annoyed. The Saiyan let out a sigh, turning around fully so that he could size up the band of edgy thugs. “Okay, so, ignoring the fact that the Blood Moon has already been gone for about a month... Did you ridiculous twerps honestly think this was anything close to a good idea?” Not to mention openly announcing a heist was catastrophically stupid— Nero severely doubted this group could pull off a fantastical distraction to secure a robbery in plain sight as they no doubt thought they could. As everyone else shuffled away to avoid the encroaching gang, Nero stood alone, outnumbered... Probably outgunned too, but these thugs would mess with him at their own peril for they would be foolishly getting in the way of a father getting his child a gift!