Heist

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Phantom was slightly excited for his newest heist. Actually, excited was an understatement. He was ecstatic! After all, he was actually hired. Hired! By the Samuel III Grace himself, to steal the jewel and protect it! Honestly, it was a huge surprise finding out that his daughter, Arianna Grace, was a fan of his, and he was more willing to put on a show than actually work for the graces. He worked for himself, and that was the final straw. Either way, he had accepted the job, he had all his gear on underneath a flawless dress, and he was ready to party.

As he went up to the gate, the guards immediately went up to check if he had in invitation, but stopped once he gave the two-three-two signal that the Graces had taught him to let him get in easier, as the signal let the guards know that whoever had made the signal, they were important to the Grace's plans and were to not be disturbed. Did they even know the power that held??? Probably not, if they were so willing to give it to me, thought Phantom as he made small talk with the high-class people whose heads were too large for his tastes, but you couldn't be picky when trying to blend in.

The Ballroom was huge, bigger than any museum room he ever had to go into. At least 15 crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The ballroom itself had silver lining around the tiles, which held a rose pattern made out of pink, white, and silver-the perfect place for a princess's birthday. With a glass dome showing the sky cut by Neo Hai City's skyscrapers, there was a huge staircase that was centered, leading to the second floor, where the food, tables, and servants were set. And in the middle, overlooking the dance floor, was his goal and the reason why he was here tonight.

Amy, otherwise known as the Violet Luck, was glimmering under the spotlights that were set above it. Set in a necklace surrounded by diamonds with swirls of silver etching all around the grand prize itself, the 1000 carat amethyst shined brilliantly. And he was going to steal it! Even if the job itself wouldn't be so difficult...He just had to jinx it didn't he?

Coming in the ballroom itself were a group of 6 heroes he recognized immediately, in...Actually well-designed dresses and suits??? Usually, their hero outfits were so gaudy and overused that he always had to stop himself from gagging. But they looked crisp and so...professional...and the heist!!! How could he forget about the heist!? Looking at his watch, he saw it was 8:45 pm; 15 minutes before the heist. He could do this. Striding up to the placement of the jewel, he took a quick look around, pausing only to flirt with nearby businessmen.

8:50: Phantom was next to jewel stand, where Arianna Grace and her two bodyguards were standing as agreed on with the plan made before. Giving the symbol to the three, they nodded and Arianna moved over to seem like she was just talking with another girl. Chatting with Phantom, he noticed that she had a symbol on her right shoulder-it seemed to be a VI pattern. Taking a peep at her bodyguards, he noted that they had similar tattoos-this time in an III and a V on their shoulders...were they part of a cult?

8:55: Pulling out several smoke bombs, he gave 9 to the heiress and kept looking around, noting a duo who seemed to watching the interaction between what, to their eyes, should be two girls chatting about mundane things (Arianna seemed shocked at the fact that Phantom actually knew about fashion-He was a phantom thief, of course he should know about style!) and Arianna turned around to give the smoke bombs to her bodyguards.

9:00pm.

Showtime.

An explosion of smoke suddenly surrounded the gemstone display case as Phantom changed into his outfit: A bright red scarf while wearing a long black coat, silver buckles, and a red brimmed outline, with a stylish white vest and tuxedo jeans and finally his trademark black wide-brimmed hat with a red feather sticking out of it, both hat and scarf hiding his face. He was standing on top of the case, enjoying all of the shocked looks-the heiress and her bodyguards were actually really good at acting, surprisingly-and cleared his throat.

"Hello, one and all!" Smirking, he was enjoying the rush, the thrill! Pulling out the huge necklace, he held it up for all to see while both superhero and civilian were still in shock. Leaping into the air and throwing his grappling hook onto the nearest chandelier, still holding on to the necklace as he zipped up into the air, causing the all of the crystals to rattle with vigor. Of course, the superpowered teen immediately recovered from their shock and both Angel and Luminary flew in an attempt to catch him, while the other four moved in to intercept him.

Flying through the air, he threw 2 more smoke bombs towards flying heroes, which both set off, allowing him to get the cable and almost get to the roof.

Keyword being almost.

At the last minute, an arrow with a green tip shot through the air and cut his cable in half, causing him to fall through the air at a dangerous speed-which was definitely not good considering his smoke bombs were begging to fade away-THAT WAS LUMINARY COMING STRAIGHT FOR HIM!!! AND WERE THOSE GUNSHOTS?!?!?!

In the midst of his panic, Phantom saw his saving light-a chandelier within grabbing distance. Twisting around mid-air, Phantom reached out his hand, feeling the sharp edges of the crystals stab him a little, but it was better than falling down and failing his mission. Flipping himself onto the silver plate that held most of the lights, he immediately turned around to see all members of the Truth Seekers jump or fly onto the other chandeliers surrounding him. To any other observers, it would have seemed like a hopeless situation: Surrounded by all sides, trapped within a hexagon. At least, to them. Not to Phantom, because there were more ways than left and right.

Looking down, he noted a rather slick asian man holding a pen, but it looked like a gun, considering that the tip was smoking.  Next to him, a rather...familiar...women was in the same pose. Phantom only knew about one place that held those pens, CWEA. What were they doing here? Did they think that he was such a threat to the point where they needed to send agents to his heists? Now that he thought about it...Not the time! Phantom needed to get out or get exposed, and the latter was much worse!

Tipping his hat to the 6, he bowed. They were ready to pounce on him, before one of the bodyguards-the tall one, who always wore a beanie dropped another bomb, causing smoke to spread across the floor. Phantom knew that the Truth Seekers would think that he would be trying to escape to the floor, so time to defy expectations~ by flying straight up.

Not literally of course. More like with acrobatics and the fact that he had a grappling hook allowed him to get to the roof at what appeared to be an inhuman speed-in reality, he was just really good at this kind of stuff. When the smoke cleared, he saw a table flying...

...towards him...

..Oh, thank the gods. Luminary managed to miss him by centimeters. But the dolt did cut something-years off Phantom's life. He'd have to tell NYX later about the fact that Luminary could now throw tables with startling accuracy, which she would not be happy about. He couldn't complain though, considering that the two of them was now afraid of trees because of Wolf and that soccer balls got a much worse reaction out of him.

Phantom, pretending that the table didn't phase him, stood up with his shit eating smirk on his face, wove a goodbye, tipped his hat, and bounded away into the night, his prize in his pocket.

He should probably get some kind of compensation for that. Maybe some kind of food would be nice...

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I bring you my longest chapter yet!

Next time, a new character appears!

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