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[Vol-1 Ends here.] Ch: 75 [Chameleon & a cat]
🕑 Added 2024-03-08 19:01:41 +0000 UTCI entered the bank through the usual vent. This time, I came prepared with an improved mask with an air filter. It will help me breathe without much problem in these smelly and dusty vents. After crawling through it for a few minutes, I came to the other end of the vent. I looked out of the grill. Humm... Looks like someone's office. I don't see those thugs in here.
I slowly opened the vent and webbed to the ceiling. Then, crawled my way out of the room. Below me were those thugs standing guard while three of them were cutting through the vault with some kind of alien gun. Looks like, they will cut it open in a few minutes. Well, are you hiding among them, Chameleon? Only one way to find out.
Should I just wait for them till they are done or should I just beat the shit out of them and then check their bodies? I'm pretty sure if he is among them, he will put up a fight or might just hide without showing his face. Then when the cops take them, with his money and power, it won't be that hard for him to escape. So, that isn't an option.
Should I just kill them all? No, no, no. Damn it! This urge to kill is getting worse. I need to control myself. Let's just wait and see.
Within five minutes, they cut the vault open and went inside with their bags. And they started filling their bags with cash. My eyes went toward the cameras and they were still working. Nice. Come on, where are you? Which one is you? I kept scanning the thugs outside guarding the place and took in every minute detail about them and the weapons they were carrying.
Approx. thirty minutes later, those three came out. Each of them, carrying two bags filled with money. Total six bags.
"Alright, guys let's go," One of them said.
They made their way out, but...
"Hey, newbie, what the fuck are you doing? Come on, let's go. The cops will be here any second now," Another thug yelled at the shortest one among them.
"Chill, dude. Don't worry. The cameras are active. You wanna get fucked up by the cops? Leave a car and go ahead. I'll erase the evidence you numbskulls left behind," the short guy yelled back with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
As the others were about to leave the building, I took out three sticky tracker and threw it at three of their bags.
The others left the building with their bags, while the short guy remained behind. Come on, show me that face already. After a few more seconds, he adjusted his belt and then opened his mask and outer clothes, revealing a cheap mimic of my spidey suit. Then he began to destroy the furniture, doors, glass... Fucker is destroying everything in his path while facing the cameras, announcing that Spiderman is doing everything. He even used the laser guns to shoot randomly everywhere. After that, he took out two spray cans and began to draw my Spidey mask symbol on the entrance door and over the walls, also facing the cameras while drawing.
I took out my phone and put it on recording mode. Then webbed it to the ceiling and jumped down behind him.
"Why?" I said with a casual tone.
The imposter jumped up in surprise, dropping the spray can in his hand. He was really surprised by the sudden intrusion.
"Why?" I took out my claws and began to approach him.
"Fuck?! Why are you here?" He screamed, his voice seeming flustered and desperate, "You shouldn't be here!" He aimed his gun at me and began to shoot.
I followed my tingle and dodged all the laser bolts as I rushed in, slicing off his arms with a single slice.
"Huh?!" His eyes widened as his arms flew in the air before his eyes with droplets of blood trailing after them, falling to his feet. His whole body fell onto his knees. "ARGGGGGG!!!" His agony-filled screams began echoing through the entire building.
"Why?" I threw the question once again in front of him, only this time the question held a bit of my anger, unlike earlier, where it had a slight tinge of amusement. His body was flickering as his shapeshifting got undone. Right now, he has a white mask over his face, "Dmitri Smerdyakov, why?" I pulled him up by his hair and ripped out his belt. His belt is the main thing here that helps him morph or roughly speaking a holographic technology of some kind.
"How do you know my name?" Chameleon growled through his teeth.
I threw him back to the floor, causing him to screech loudly once more in pain. I approached his severed arms that fell right before his eyes and kicked them toward him, making them stop right next to his face.
"Why?" I stepped on his severed arm as I repeated the question once more.
He is going to pass out soon. With the amount of blood loss, he is going to die anytime soon. But, who cares? I need a name. The one who put him up to this to ruin my reputation.
"Kingpin! He paid me to ruin you," Chameleon revealed as his lips started to shake with fear and eyes staring at the severed arms. "Just stop the bleeding. Please!" He begged in despair. He no longer gave a damn. He knows the position he is in is hopeless.
He's scared.
But why should I care if a villain lives or dies? Isn't it better if I let him die right here and leave his lifeless body for the cops to deal with? It is probably the smartest move to get rid of the problem right now, instead of saving his ass so that he could come back later to bite me in the ass. I ripped his mask open, revealing his real face. Ah! It would seem he is still a newbie. He has yet to go through that experiment and take that serum. Oh, well, better get rid of the bud before it grows.
I sliced his head clean off. His body shook for a bit, his hands trying to find and protect the area where his head had been severed, but stopped after a few seconds, the body then slowly stilled. I sighed looking at the fresh corpse. Blood was still oozing out of his open neck. The pool of red was continuing to grow.
I turned around and shot out my web to pick up his phone, webbed it over to me, then I went to the security room. I can hear the cops approaching from far away. They are just minutes away from arriving. The computer was already open, thanks to them. I just erased the part where I took out my claws and tortured him. Well, my phone was connected to my PC back at home. Ah! Technology these days, with a little tweak there isn't anything you can't do. So, editing it on my phone was pretty easy with the access to the software. I left just enough footage to prove that it isn't Spiderman who has been robbing banks, but a guy with shapeshifting technology who works with Kingpin.
I took his belt and went out through the same vent I came through. But as I jumped onto the rooftop, I saw no less than fifty-five cops rushing toward the building. Their red and blue lights were shining in the dark night. They have already arrested the ones I've left alive outside. With the vans I punctured, those thugs had to leave four bags behind, but they ran away with two bags full of cash.
Next, I tracked down those thugs on the run.
They didn't go that far. When I found them, someone had already taken them down. Their bones kinda seem dislocated as they lay in the alley, bags of money were safely stuffed in the dumpster beside them. I opened the bags and yup, the cash is still in there. I wonder who took them down?
I took the bags and dropped them near the police barricade near the bank. Gwen's father was there talking with two other cops. He saw me dropping the bags and didn't try to catch me. He just looked at me and gave a slide nod to thank.
Then, I web-swung through the city, making my way to my home. It's been a long day and I need a good sleep. But first a nice bath.
"Huh?!" My eyes fell on something shiny on one of the rooftops. I webbed there and sat down on my heels. Before me was a trail of golden dust, I followed it. It took me under the water tank. There was something shiny there. I threw a web and pulled it in my hand.
A shiny figurine of a Black Cat!
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Asura
Black cats here.π₯ All caught up Thanks for all the chapters π
