The warehouse

Azure city_

Night.

A young guy wearing a black jacket slowly walked towards the main doors of an abandoned warehouse, with the moon above him. The moment he reached the doors to the bank, two tall thugs holding black guns appeared before him.

"Where do you think you're going, punk?"

'They sure seem like bullies.' Lucius silently thought this for himself. "None of your business, big guy."

The guard took a Glock and place it against Lucius' head. "You sure speak a lot for a jobless twelve-year-old kid."

Lucius shoved away the gun, grabbed the guard's neck and pulled him down to his height.

"Did I hear you say something?"

The other guard aimed the gun at Lucius and was just about to shoot when he grabbed the muzzle of the gun, crushed it and smashed the two thugs against the wall. He walked up to them bent down and grabbed their shirts.

"I'm actually nineteen."

He said this in a low tone as he knocked the guards out. He walked into the warehouse pocketing, until he reached a large room where there was a huge safe. As he walked towards the safe, a deep voice behind him stopped him.

He was just beginning to turn his head when instincts blew up. A strange aura appeared behind him. Everything suddenly switched to slow motion. He instinctively pulled his head, as a huge fist whooshed past his face. For the few milliseconds time stopped, Lucius made eye contact with his muscular target.

The dude was huge. His thick muscles bulged out like twisted cords. He was wearing a black tank top that clearly defined his great physique. The guy dashed past Lucius, surprised that his punch had missed. He stopped a few meters away.

"So, you managed to dodge my punch, huh? Not very many people can do that. Let's see what else you can do."

The man jumps forward only for Lucius to vanish. He stops and looks around him. He hears a low voice echo in his ears. "Behind you."

The muscular man's confident expression changes to panic.

A loud explosion is suddenly heard coming from the warehouse. The muscular man crushes into the walls of the buildings nearby. A fist suddenly lands on his chin, sending him to the sky. Lucius appears above him in a flash and punches him down. He smashes into the ground as gales of wind gush around the warehouse.

 Lucius slowly lands, then walks towards the safe. He breaks it open and views its contents, then taps the ear pod on his left ear. "Package has been secured."

A few minutes later, the police arrive, lazily inspect the area and leave. In one of the lead officer's notebooks, 'It was just a minor explosion caused by a gas leak. There were no casualties nor any signs of a battle, contrary to what civilians stated. There seems to be no need for further action at this point.'