Prologue:
"This is all your fault." She snapped, as they pressed their backs against the door in an attempt to keep it standing. "If you had just stuck to the plan-"
"Then we would've been caught much sooner." He interrupted.
The banging on the door grew more restless, extra force being used to try and knock it down.
"Our objective was to not be seen by anybody. To be out of here as quickly as possible, and not leave a trace. And now look! Because of your idiocy, we're going to be captured."
The man opened his mouth to argue, but shut it again as the pounding behind them increased.
"Ready?" The two of them froze. They looked at each other, both wearing the same expression: you didn't say that, did you?
The hammering stopped. They tensed, preparing for the worst.
"Ready." Another voice responded. With a deafening crash, the door toppled, leaving the pair to barely dodge the falling hunk of metal. Guards flooded into the room, and the woman fixed her counterpart a familiar look.
Why did I have to be stuck with you, her face seemed to say. I should've just gone by myself.
The man barely had time to roll his eyes before the security went for them.
Michael Smith was possibly the most normal seeming person in the whole of Ninjago. He basically woke up, ate, went to work, ate again and slept. He had no wife or kids, except a cat. Simple, average.
And that was exactly how he wanted it to be.
No one would ever expect lonely ol' Michael to be capable of illegal things. He was just another average joe, trying to live his life in peace with his stupid cat. The innocent bystander, if you will.
Except for the whole 'running Ninjago's biggest underground gambling scheme ever to be witnessed' thing.
Michael Smith was the most ordinary and yet the most powerful person in Ninjago. With hoards of money hidden away in private accounts, hardly anyone knew of Mike's alter ego, the owner of a vast monopoly which if the cops ever found out about, could get him jailed for life.
Michael kept his two lives seperate, with the precision and carefulness of someone who had been doing this for far too long.
But what did Michael even spend his ever growing fortune on? It was a good question, and many who investigated the Michael Smith case had been baffled by this very query.
Michael had had a plan. Secretly, he'd accquired this cash to buy large amounts of stock, which he intended to use (and did) to initiate the hostile takeover of several large businesses. One. At. A time.
Yes everyone, Michael was planning to take over the world. Albeit the world of business, but the world none the less. It could've been...catastrophic.
Maybe that was why Zane had been hired to take him out.
AN: Whale whale whale, look who's back.
So, a Pixane AU! I had this idea for ages but no idea how to get it started. Warnin' ya now, Pixal will be a little bit OOC. Okay, maybe a lot OOC. Sorry. I just was looking over season three and wondered what I could do with her character. Also, about the term, 'hostile takeover (using stock)'. It mightn't be entirely correct, mainly cos I only googled it like a few minutes before and hate business class. So so much.
Anyways, expect another update soon, and review please!
-Silver XD
