Three men wearing long coats, black suits, black gloves, and kabuki masks – one wearing a red mask, one wearing a blue mask, and one wearing a purple mask – are inside of a van driving and loading their machine handguns. The diver dressed in a red kabuki mask makes a sharp turn and speeds down the street in Downtown Manhattan, New York.

The one in the red mask made another sharp turn, “Arriving in two minutes to our destination!”

“So, what’s the mark again anyway?” The one with the purple mask asked.

“We have a shortlist of boxes we need to boost at a bank and take cash deposits from the workups we read over. Nothing more, nothing less,” the one in the blue mask replied.

The one in the red mask scoffs at him, “Of all the places we could be hitting right now, this he has us going out deed hunting.”

“Well, it’s not about the money, it is about making a statement. You know, like a freedom fighting kind of thing.” The one in the purple mask rebutted while he is reading down the list and looking at a picture of a ditzy brown-haired girl with sunglasses.

Laughing at the idea, the one in the red mask barked at him, “A bleeding heart… Whatever, as long as he pays us, I don’t care.”

They are two minutes late, and they park right outside of the federal office building.

The three get out of the car and rushes into the front entrance of the building. There, the one wearing the red mask shoots and kills the guards on the floor, everyone screams, and panics. The one with the blue mask orders everyone to lay face down on the ground while the ones wearing the blue and purple masks are black blindfolds over their captives’ faces and tying their hands behind their backs with barbed wire so if anyone wants to wiggle their selves free, they will cut their wrists and bleed to death.

They found the same girl in the picture wearing sunglasses who works there, who specializes in… getting coffee and donuts was chosen to hack into the files to see the names of the people on the list that was given to her. By doing so, they could have access to people’s bank accounts and deposit box numbers that were on the list.

The one with the red mask drags the girl to where deposit boxes are, and one by one, he tracks them all down. Using a key wouldn’t work since they are time-sensitive. So, the one with the red mask takes an aerosol spray can that was filled with specialized spray paint. One by one, he tags only eight security deposit boxes he was looking for and labels them with the same symbol:

Afterward, he hurries over to the entrance with the woman and takes cover. He then extends his arm and snaps his fingers. The five symbols glow violently as the catch on fire and explode, blowing off the lids.

While the one with the red mask is with the woman gathering the materials, they have forgotten to tie up one other person, the senior supervisor who was hiding underneath his desk. The senior supervisor sneaks up to the one in the blue mask and shoots him in the back of the head with a shotgun, killing him before he hit the floor.

The one in the purple mask ducks down behind a desk for cover as the senior supervisor is shooting off rounds with his shotgun trying his best to go two for two. Six shots later, he is out of ammunition and out of luck as the one in the purple mask gets up and shoots him right between the eyes, killing him.

Meanwhile, the poor girl was reluctantly helping the one in the red mask pulling the deposit boxes in the duffel bags. Afterward, she drags the girl out of the computer room and notifies the handle on this smartphone, leaving a voice message saying it was done and to send in a new car.

Then, he received another text message giving him new instructions. Then, he meets up with the one in the purple mask in the hallway. Letting her hold one of the bags, the man later double-crosses his partner and shoots him in the stomach.

Then the one in the red mask points the gun at the girl, “I want to thank you for cooperation but… hey, I got to do what to boss says.”

“We do only what we’re meant to do.” As the girl tosses her bag aside and stands her ground.

Laughing at her, the one in the red mask recanted, “You calling me out, you little cunt? It’s like a rabbit challenging a wolf.”

“No, more like a douchebag… challenging an armored car,” the girl in sunglasses shot back with a smile on her face.

“Armored car?” the one in the red mask questioned as she backed away while taking her sunglasses off.

“What the fuck are you talk--?!” the moment the one in the red mask try to finish, an armored car crashed into the building and hit the one in the red mask sending him flying into a wall, killing him on impact.

The girl picked up the bags as the driver in the armored car honked the horn. As she walked to the car, the one in the purple mask, which is still alive and on the ground in pain, is clamoring for her. “It’s always the fucking insider with me, huh? Nothing is… is ever simple anymore. Someone always has to play the double…”

She turned around and smiled at him as he continues. “It had to be the bitch playing the double. You always tell us to be men… and have honor, but what about you, huh?! What the fuck about you?!” After hearing that, she walks towards the one in the purple mask and puts on her strawberry lipstick. She kneels over to the wounded man and takes off his mask, revealing to be a brown-skinned wolf boy with brown hair and yellow eyes.

With an evil smile on her face, she shushes him by putting her two fingers to his lips and replies, “I do believe it is not about making a statement. It’s about imposing one.”

Afterward, she takes off the brown-haired wig and sunglasses, she shows off her real self, having blood-red eyes and waist-length black hair with caramel brown and blonde peekaboo highlights. The gunshot wounded robber quickly put it together. She is the handler they were talking about. Then, she passionately kisses him on the lips and walks away.

As she walks to the self-driving armored car gets in and drives out of the bank. Suddenly the wounded wolf boy felt ill as he quickly started to run a fever and began to sweat profusely with his face turning beet red. Foaming at the mouth, he started convulsing as he began to die from the supposed poisoning.

Hours later, it was all over the news around the world about the supposed bank robbery. According to the investigation, the bank robbers didn’t steal any money outright, but the stolen contents inside a few security deposit boxes. Some of the victims claimed there was another girl behind the robbery, posing as a human. However, the girl or the armored car she got away in wasn’t found in the entire city.