Perfect Weapon

Slowly I am about to retreat but a truck and a black car enter the parking lot . In order not to be noticed I get under the car I was hiding behind. They park the truck and car close to the back door. A woman dressed in a suit with a scroll in her hand gets out of a car parked next to the truck.

"Fuck you Torchwick! "

The woman shouts and throws the scroll to the ground.

Two men from the syndicate get out of the truck. They pay no attention to the screaming woman and walk up to the back of the truck. They open the back of the truck and pull out a large wooden crate.

They slowly move the crate next to the car under which I am hiding and slowly lower it. One of the men in the process of putting the crate down loses his grip which causes the crate to fall to the ground with a clatter.

"Watch it idiots, unless you want everyone here to die!!!! "

The woman's anger is directed toward the two men who quickly nod and go back to bring more crates. The woman in the suit start walks towards the guard so I turn my attention to the crates and the two gangsters an idea forms in my head.

I slowly crawl out from under the car and approach the crate.

'The lid is nailed on.'

I don't have time to think I strengthen my hands with aura and create an extra pair of hands from shadow . I rip off the top of the crate and immediately jump inside. Due to the lack of connection with the shadow, the clone hands slowly disappear however before they disappear they close the chest.

Pov 3 person

Two men from the syndicate move the last crate from the truck.

"That wasn't there? "

A younger member walked up to the first crate and looks at the crack on the lid.

"What are you doing back to work! "

Shouts a woman in a suit walks past with a museum guard . The two of them, the guard and the woman walk up to the back door of the museum. The guard takes out an ID badge and applies it to the scanner opening the door. The woman goes inside leaving the three men outside.

" Let's get this over with. "

Says a senior syndicate member as the guard walks past him and says.

"When you're done close the door."

The eldest nods as he walks over to the damaged crate.

"This one has a cracked lid "

Says the younger one.

"Don't say it out loud unless you want the boss to kill you for damaging the goods."

The elder says slowly lifting the crate from one side. The younger lifts the crate from the other side.

"Is it heavier? "

Asks the younger one.

"Don't talk anymore and work ".

Says the older one.

"What is the boss so angry about? "

Asks the younger one.

" About Roman. "

The older one says.

"About whom? "

The younger is confused by the answer.

"That's right you've been in syndication for no more than a year".

"Roman Torwich is the right hand of Lil' Miss ".

"The boss aspired to this place for years".

"However, this place was taken by Roman"

Said the elder.

"So she is angry about the position? "

The younger one says.

"No "

"She's angry about the fact that two days ago Roman took both Lil Miss daughters to the base of the parrot gang. "

"I don't know exactly what happeend however from the rumors it is said that Roman endangered both Lil miss daughters and without informing her, he set such an action."

" However, let's not talk about it anymore"

" Let's bring these crates down quickly to not piss her off more "

The elder says. To which the younger nods and silently helps carry the crates. However, both of them do not realize that the whole conversation was heard by the girl hiding in the crate.

(???) pov

"This is the last one".

'Follow me we need to move the truck from the parking lot. '

Says one of the gangsters. I wait a few minutes just to be sure they gone and slowly push the lid over me. With a bit of aura the already damaged lid opens. I move it to the side just enough so that the lid doesn't fall to the ground but so that I can get out.

'This is the basement under the museum '

The room I am in is filled with crates . I slowly look into the crate I hid in and only now thanks to the lighting am I able to see what is inside.

"Ammunition and dust! "

The crates were full of sawdust in which containers of ammunition and dust were stacked. I slowly look around the basement and see at least dozens of the same crates.

'If they all have the same contents.'

' Such quantities of dust and ammunition.'

'Are they planning a war ? '

I stop to think about it not why I'm here. I then look around for cameras and doors.

"There are no cameras but there are doors ".

I slowly move from cover to cover in case someone suddenly bursts into the room. I walk up to the door and slowly open it looking inside for danger.

Behind the door is a lobby with ticket counters on the left. On the right is the main entrance door. Behind the ticket counters is another door, across from me is a long corridor.

' There is no one and I can't see the cameras'

' Are the cameras and security only outside? '

I don't think about it and walk up to the door on the left.

'Locked'.

The door is locked so I walk toward the hallway.

"Where can she be? "

I slowly walk through the hallway to the left and right I can see display cases with old weapons from swords to knives.

'An old weapons display? '

'In this situation, something for self-defense would be useful. '

I start looking around for a weapon for me.

"I found one."

I walk up to one of the display cases and a smile appears on my face.

'Perfect.'