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Kanata flew above the city feeling the air ripple across his body. He hadn't felt such freedom in a long time. A smile brought to his lips as he began to whistle as he glided side to side in the air. Finally his eyes set onto a potential target. A relatively medium sized building set in the wealthier part of town.

He leaned forward, dropping out of the sky and onto the sidewalk in front of the bank. A small scream next to him made his head turn. A child and mother disheveled and on the ground looked at him in horor. With a wink he looked at the mom and said, "You should leave." The woman struggled to get up before kanata reached out a hand and brought her to her feet wiping off her clothes.

The woman looked at the naked man in confusion before grabbing her child and running off. With a smile, Kanata turned his attention back to the bank, opening the front door before walking inside. The lounge was massive around 100 by 100 feet. Putting his hands on his hips, several people turned to look at him in shock and awe. 

Continuing to whistle he turned around sizing the door up and down before grabbing his sword sheath and thrusting it in between the handle and frame as a makeshift bar. Two armed guards walked up to him from behind pointing their guns at him slowly and in a loud voice they said "sir, please step away from the door with your arms up." 

A chuckle escaped his lips before raising his hands up into the air. "I'm here to make a withdrawal, no need for the gun boy's."With the snap of his fingers air exploded next to their hands, causing them to drop their weapons. Turning quickly around and stepping onto them before pointing his finger at the cameras "bang, bang, bang ,bang," he said mimicking the sound of a gun as bullets of air shattered the cameras.
 
"I'm in a good mood if you all just stay quiet and let me go into the back, grab what I want and let me leave. Nobody will die." Looking around, the people inside cowered in fear. With a heavy sigh he reached downward, picking up the guns and crushing the frames. Bits of pieces of metal fell to the ground as he dusted the metal from his skin. "So, I am in such a good mood today I won't kill you for that," he said before glaring his eyes towards the group of people. " But, don't try anything again or everyone dies."

Walking forward he grabbed the collar of the guards shirts and started dragging them. Every person he walked past he nodded his head in the direction he was headed to. Each one scared and in a panic rushed over to the back and sat in a group. The two guards struggled with all of their might pulling at their neck as the shirt choked them out. Their ragged breaths echoed through the room kicking and muffled screaming before they dropped unconscious and out of air.

Turning his head back to the guards he tilted his head to the side before crouching down and poking their bodies." Sorry about that. I haven't had to deal with normal people for a while. Last night I was able to cut loose and choke this wonderful woman. The way her body reacted to my touch was invigorating"

"I might be in love," he said, swooning while staring at the ceiling."It has been a long time since I last felt this way." Setting himself down into a criss cross he traced the ground. "I am working on a song for her to tell me what yall think." Coughing out loud he sang a few lyrics, "My lover is a serial killer,She don't need no trigger,Because I know she's heartless,She stole my heart, it's true." 

Stopping and looking around to see no reaction he glared at the group before they all started clapping hands in unison. A smile crossed his lips as he thanked them for the applause.

After talking about the events of the night before for a few moments longer he snapped his fingers and nudged the unconscious guard." You're a great listener. You must have lots of friends."A chuckle escaped his lips before standing back up and looking around the crow that gathered in the room. "So which one of you has the key I need for the vault?"

Impatience took over as no one stepped forward. Loud tapping echoed through the area as his foot sped up gusts of wind blowing for the bottom. "Really? Nobody has the key?" With a large heavy sigh he closed his eyes and listened to the heart beats of the people around him. Thump Thump Thump, everyone's heart raced but he focused on anyone who’s heart raced faster as he moved through them. Suddenly he found himself in front of a man sitting and staring at him with a small amount of defiance in his eyes.

"Would you like to tell the class why you decided it was better to not give me the key dooming everyone here to death?" Kanata’s eyes met the man as he leaned close to his face "What's your name?"

"Phil," he said with a quiver in his voice as Kanata’s hand laid on his cheek. Gently moving down to his chin two fingers holding the tip as his face became extremely close.

"I like you Phil. You're loyal and even when threatened with a force far greater than you. You still managed the courage to defy the fear you feel in your heart." Dropping his hand and spinning back into standing position, Kanata put his hands together next to his face. " Everyone a round of applause for his bravery." The room erupted in applause as Phil laughed, sweat beading down his face as relief washed over him.

 Then a loud thunderous explosion shook the room. Where Phil had sat lay a bloodstained corps as blood spattered onto the group around. Screaming in terror the people got up and began to run off towards the exit. The expression on Kanata’s face narrowed into a sour stare. Like looking at sheep. As the group reached each person pushing against each other fighting to get to the front and out. A woman struggling past two of the larger men grabbed hold of the sword that stuck between the handles. 

As her hand met against the sheathed blade she screamed "I got-" her words being cut short as a stream of electricity coursed through all who touched her frying them into a crisp. 
Shaking his head, Kanata saw a survivor at the back who didn't get electrocuted. Whistling Kanata walked slowly towards him. He watched the man scramble to his feet and began crawling over the pile of dead charred bodies screaming out "Someone help! Anyone!" His hands slammed on the glass as tears began pouring down his cheeks crying and begging for anyone to help him. 

"Sorry, nobody can hear you scream," he said as the man realized the words he was speaking didn't make a sound. In a single moment he felt pain erupt through his body before losing all sense of feeling. His eyes looked down seeing Kanata's hand jutting through his chest. Blood spurted from his mouth as he lifted into the air and was tossed aside. 

Soaked in blood kanata began smiling again thinking back at Ameliya and the night before. The whistling tune came back which now matched the lyrics of the song he began to create in his mind before grabbing his blade and looking around the room. "Fine work I say," he said as he made his way to the back and slashing through the vault door. Moments later he came back with cash walking back and forth from inside to the atm in the bank depositing the cash overseas. After a few tiring trips he rolled his shoulders back finding a suitcase and shoving as much as it could carry inside.

Walking out to the glass doors he placed a hand pushing out before hearing two screams. He quickly slapped his hand to his forehead before spinning around and speaking out loud " I am so sorry after you listened to me and everything I forgot about you. I guess that's love for yah. Ameliya on the brain and the heart." Pointing a finger at the first guard a ball of air shot out bursting his head into pieces before pointing it at the other and doing the same. With a large chuckle he brought the finger to his lips before blowing a gust of wind atop the tip and walking outside.