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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2010 22:43:16 GMT 2
Leon looked in the rear veiw mirror and cursed loudly, the bus was swerving in the road, then almost as if it was in slow motion it hobbled on its wheels before tipping, slding across the floor sparks, glass flying every where.
He clenched his hands on the wheel so tight his hands went white, he had cops on his ass still and anything he did right now ment trouble, he growled, silently thanking the gods he wasnt in his car before slamming on the breaks, twisting the wheel, his car connecting with the cop car at his side, it spun widly, and under Leons control he managed to righten his own car.
He spun the car around, his front end now directed back the way he had been running from, the other car had stopped, having hit the other cop car when it had spun. He didnt stop to see if they were allright, didnt think, Dom and Brian were in that bus, they had to get out, now.
He pushed his foot down on the gas, pulling of his seatbelt as he went, when he was nearying the bus, he hit the breaks, the car door swinging open jumping out before it had even fully stopped.
Smoke filled the air, and he swore loudly gas was spilling onto the road, sparks flying in the air.
"Move it"Leon shouted calling in the direction of Jack, before he rushed to the side of the bus, he passed a guy trapped under the bus, and winced, he was trapped, eyes closed, he past him, not sparing him a second thought, there was nothing he could do to help him.
Lucky for him, the bus had fell with the whole some where he could reach, he didnt wait, didnt think, just climbed through the gap, and fell to the floor below.
"Guys"He called, things may have been going wrong but he didnt not want them connecting the dots. He looked around, his gaze trying to find any one that was familar, Vince, Brian, Dom any one.
"Shit"He stated, his gaze landing on Brian, who was near the front of the bus, he didnt look good at all, he continued cursing as he mde his way towards hm.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Mar 17, 2010 0:21:44 GMT 2
Jack saw a flash of the cop car swerving his way just in time and slammed on the breaks right before it had a chance to ram his side. That was the second time he almost got ran off the road. "Shit, does this car have some kind of magnet I don't know about?!"
He trained his eyes on the cop car with a scowl. The pig was probably already planning his next move on how to be an annoying pain in the ass. He had to get rid of him and it had to be fast. His fist hit the steering wheel in frustration, not a good idea since it caused his barely healed fracture to play up, but that was the least of his worries. Unlike Leon, he didn't have the luxury to just speed off in order to shake him, he had to stick with the bus.
While he contemplated on what to do, he noticed that the car had one flat already, though it didn't seem to effect the cops driving. Yet. Of course Jack could always just give him one or two more. See how well that cop could drive then.
With a smirk, he pulled his gun out of his waistband, grateful for the life ammo this time, and lined up behind the cop car to take aim at the rear tires.The first shot whistled past the car, the second hit the left tire, third and fourth hit bumper and road and a fifth took out the right tire. Not bad.
As soon as the cop car started fish tailing, Jack shifted down to a lower gear to give the engine more power and, as soon as he stepped on the gas, the car shot forward, closing the gap between the two cars within seconds. With the front bumper, he clipped the rear of the squad car hard enough to make it spin out of control while his own car still pushed forward and straight past the cop. Jack grinned when he glanced in his rear view mirror just in time to see how the cop car bit the dust as it ended up in the dirt next to the road. "Suck on that!"
The grin faded fast though, when the sound of loudly squealing tires met his ears and his gaze shot towards the bus. The scene that was unfolding there was like something you'd only expect to see in action movies. The huge, heavy vehicle was sliding like a maniac and not only that, it was tipping. Fast. "O hell no..." Was all that passed his lips as he watched the bus sliding out in front of him, scraping over the tarmac on it's side like it was nothing, before it finally came to a slow halt.
Time seemed to slow down as he felt he couldn't move fast enough to get to the crash site. He brought his car to a sliding stop close to the bus, seeing Leon already entering the thing while he unbuckled, threw his door open and jumped out. He rushed to the hole, ignoring the bleeding guy trapped under the bus as he hoisted himself up on to the vehicle and followed in behind Leon. He didn't know what to expect to see inside. If they were ok. If his brother was ok...
As soon as he landed on the floor filled with shattered bits and pieces, he spotted Leon in the front of the bus and stepped behind him while worry painted his face. "Did you find them?" When Leon didn't answer immediately, Jack followed his gaze and soon his eyes landed on Brian. "Fuck! Where is Mia!" He kneeled next to his disheveled brother while he looked up at Leon. "We need medical help in here, man. Fast!"
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Post by Larry the prisonbus driver on Mar 17, 2010 1:02:57 GMT 2
Larry groaned when he slowly came to and blinked when something pricked in his eyes. With a wince, he lifted a hand up to his forehead to inspect what it was and found something warm trickling down his face. His hand trembled when he brought his fingers back down in front of his eyes to come to the conclusion that it was blood. His blood. Another groan escaped his mouth. What the hell happened?
He let out a yelp when pain shot through his leg as he tried to move out of his position, only to find himself stuck. He looked down to see his leg jammed between the steering wheel and his seat, a big, bleeding cut coloring the fabric a dark red. "O god... Somebody... Help..." His voice cracked with every word as he forced them over his lips. This was one hell of a mess to wake up to.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Mar 17, 2010 1:47:44 GMT 2
When the last pieces of glass had dropped and the terrible squeeking sound stopped Brian moved his arms away from his face. He squinted his eyes trying to get some orientation, which was hard in all the mess around him. Slowly he turned his head to see more distruction. He even could make out somebody, who seemed to be unconscious. How could everything have gone so incredibly wrong? This mess definetly wasn't part of the plan.
Suddenly he remembered that they had to get out of the bus as fast as possible without being recognised or leaving any evidence and, most importantly, including Dom. He tried to push himself up from his uncomfortable position when sharp pain ripped through his lower back. He groan and cursed at the same time. "Fuck. What the .?" For a moment he lay still waiting for the pain to subside but decided he didn't have time for it and tried again a bit faster this time. The result was that he couldn't help but cry out in pain and didn't really get anwhere. Something seemed to be stuck in his back. Desperately he looked around for Dom or Vince suddenly panicking. Brian could feel his heart beat in his neck. He needed help and he needed it fast otherwise he would be screwed. Just when he was about to call out he heard two familar voices. There weren't many occassions where he'd been happier to see Jacks face. "Get me out of here, man." He pressed out.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2010 9:55:23 GMT 2
Leon was vagually aware that Jack was rushing towards Brian just as he was, he was bleeding, glass having cut into his skin, and his face was creased in pain. He dropped down to his side, something was produing from his back, something which didnt loook good, he quickly spun his head, tryign to find Vince and Dom. A groan brought Leons attention to the front of the bus and he whipped his head in the direciton, the driver of the bus was pinned under the wheel.
"We need medical help in here, man. Fast!" Leon turned back to Jack nodding his head
"Keep pressure to it, i aint bringing her in here" He whispered towards Jack, he turned back to Brian and adjusted himself so he could see the wound, a large peice of glass had broken from the window and was protruding from his back.
He had listened to Mia enough times to know it needed to be left in, but at the moment that wasnt an option, they had to get it out, get the guys out, and then make sure every one was ok before they got the hell out of there.
"This is gonna hurt"He said placing his hand just below the glass, it wasnt as deep as it looked, it was just the placing, pulling it out was going to hurt.
"After three"He said, thankful he had worn glooves today. He gripped hold of the glass fragment and concentrated on making sure he pulled it out correctly.
"1....2"He gave a tug, pulling the glass free from the wound, his hand covering the wound seconds later steming the bleeding.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Mar 17, 2010 23:13:17 GMT 2
When Leon rolled him over slightly Brian couldn't help but groan. It felt like somebody had shoved a freaking dagger in his back. Why couldn't the damn vest be a little longer? "What the hell is it?" He pressed out between gritted teeth and, against his better judgement, added. "Pull it out." Something warm slowly soaked his waistband and it wasn't hard to guess what it was.
He heard his friends whispering something to each other but he was too focussed on trying to stay calm to figure out what exactly it was. 'This is gonna hurt.' Leon said and touched his skin causing it to sting. "Just fucking do it." Brian groaned. He put his hands on the seat in front of his face and held on to it. He saw how his own hands started shaking which probably wasn't a good sign. So Brian forced himself to focus on the small cuts on the skin of his hands. He turned his head to the side and saw Jack wearing a shocked and helpless expression. For a second his eyes rested on him. then he ordered. "Find Dom and Vince. Go!" Next thing he knew was that vicious pain shot from his back down his legs and up to his shoulders when Leon pulled whatever it was out of his lower back. He arched his back and dugg his fingernails into the cushion of the seat screaming out loudy. It seemingly took ages for his breathing to slow down and his eyes to well up.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Mar 18, 2010 1:03:32 GMT 2
For a moment Jack just stood there with a blank expression on his face and watched how Leon pulled the piece of glass out of Brian's back. He cringed a little, like he could almost feel the pain himself. That had to hurt like a bitch.
A second later he collected himself and nodded at Brian's command. They had to get a move on before any more cop cars showed up. He turned around, slowly making his way through the bus and scanning for a familiar face when he realized something. Vince wasn't going to be a problem, he knew what the guy looked like, but Dom? As far as Jack knew, he could be any one of these guys. Nevertheless, he had to give the search his best shot. "Yo guys! What does Dom look like?"
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Post by Larry the prisonbus driver on Mar 18, 2010 1:17:17 GMT 2
Larry could hear voices coming from not too far away from him. He slowly turned his head to the side to see the hijacker wounded and being treated by some other guy he'd never seen before. He assumed it was another one of those assholes, maybe even one of the drivers of those fucking cars. It didn't matter anymore though. All that mattered was that Larry got out of his crammed position and with his leg pinned, he needed help. Help he was willing to get it at any cost. He just wanted to see his family again.
Soon his gaze fell on his gun that had luckily ended up not far from him and he stretched his arm out to curl his fingers around the handle. With the hostility the wounded hijacker had shown before the bus had crashed, Larry wasn't going to take any chances on these guys. His arm trembled when he pointed the gun in the direction of the two and raised his voice as best as he could. "You. You need to help me get free."
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Post by Cops on Mar 18, 2010 1:20:32 GMT 2
A hissing sound and loads of steam told the driver of the first car that his vehicle was now useless. While his partner called for backup he smashed his fist on the dashboard. Then both of them got out and look at the long stretch of road between them and leons car they spotted the crashed bus. It would take them a couple of minutes to get there by foot.
Inside the second car one of the cops lifted his head from the stearing wheel. He had a large gash on his forehead. In pain he wiped at it and moaned. Then he checked on his partner, who was unconcious but alive.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Mar 18, 2010 1:30:29 GMT 2
At first Brian was too preoccupied to realize what was happening and who was talking to them. His hand wiped at his eyes to get better vision. In a distance of about 10 feet the crazy bus driver was pointing a gun at them. Brian's eyes darted around to see where his own gun had fallen. He spotted it not too far away underneath the next seat. Almost unnoticably he stretched his left hand towards it while he growled at Leon. "Don't do it, bro. He's nuts."
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Post by Dave the sneaky con on Mar 18, 2010 2:03:40 GMT 2
Unlike most people on the bus, cons and guards alike, Dave was one of the lucky ones. He hadn't been knocked unconscious, nor was he badly wounded. Just a few cuts and scrapes from the shattering glass from when the bus had tipped.
A little disoriented, he pushed the body of an unconscious convict off of him and slowly crawled on to his feet while he inspected the chaos around him. This was his chance. Nobody was watching him and the hole that had been cut in the roof was close to him. Real close. His eyes moved left and right suspiciously while he stumbled towards the hole, climbing out as soon as he reached it. He welcomed the fresh breath of air the moment his feet hit the tarmac, though he couldn't just stand there like an idiot for too long. He had to get out of here and fast.
Apparently this was his lucky day when he spotted the still idling car at the side of the bus. Sure it was pretty banged up, but it could still drive. Dave smirked as he sprinted towards it and quickly got in. He buckled himself up before he put the car in gear, stepped on the gas and sped off like there was no tomorrow.
Soon the car flew right past the two mangled cop cars while Dave waved at them, grinning like a maniac. "Goodbye suckers!"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2010 2:20:05 GMT 2
When the bus had rolled, Dom had tucked and rolled with it. He felt his skin become pierced by glass shards, and the blood run down his arms. When it stopped, he stood and examined himself. There were no large shards in him, just a bunch of tiny ones.
He tried to slow his breathing as he watched two figures move towards Brian. He didn't recognize the one blondie, but he did recognize Leon.
"Leon! Back here!" Dom called out. His voice was hoarse, and it came out as a whisper. He tried moving forward, but felt he couldn't.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2010 9:15:47 GMT 2
Leon hissed hearing the pain that came out of Brians mouth, he could see his hands turning white and shaking as he gripped onto the seat. The wound was stil bleeding preety heavily, they needed to get out of there and let Mia have a look at him.
"You...you need to help me out of here" Leon looked up at the crazy ass bus driver who was waving a gun in their direction, he shook his head, keeping the presure on Brians wound.
"Dont do it bro, he's nuts" Leon noded his head, he managed to work that one all by himself, but the guy was waving a gun at them, and looked to be in a hell of a lot of pain. He turned his head, seeing another one of the guards walking towards them.
"You go help him"He commanded "Now"He stated more firmly when the guard didnt look to be making any move to do so. He turned his head in the direction of Jack looking at him while he searched the bus, askign the obvious question, what did Dom look lke.
"Big Bald guy"He said, then heard his name being called "Or follow the voice"He joked laughing in the direction of Dom
"You right? man"He shouted before turning back to Brian.
"You good to move?" he quesitoned
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Post by Lee the second guard on Mar 18, 2010 9:20:21 GMT 2
Lee groaned as he sat up, his hands reaching for his head, blood was seeping slowly from a wound. He managed to pull himself up onto shaky legs looking around, everywhere, there was fallen cons and guards everwhere, smoke was billowing from the front of the bus, glass sparkling and crunching under moving feet.
"Christ all mighty"He whispered to himself as he looked towards the front of the bus more closely, one of the jackers was injured and being tended by someone he presumed to be the dirver of another car.
He walked towards them swaying slightly on his feet, he heard Larry moan out in pain and turend towards him.
"You go help him....NOW" Larry turned started towards the man as he spoke but nodded numly as he moved towards Larry.
"How bout we get you out of there"He said dropping his hands on the door and assesed the injuries.
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Post by vince on Mar 18, 2010 18:41:06 GMT 2
Vince woke slowly, his ears ringing and dulling the sounds around him. He blinked, his eyes swimming for a moment before finally focusing. His memory was a little fuzzy, but he remembered the bus, the spinning, then...nothing. He felt something wet trickle down his face and he lifted a hand up. He winced in pain, his fingers coming away damp with blood.
He rolled over and tried to stand up shakily, holding onto the fittings on the bus to pulled himself up. The world spun around him and he squeezed his eyes shut until his roiling stomach settled.
Fuck...he had a concussion.
"Guys..." he muttered, looking around for a familiar face. "Guys we gotta get out of here now."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Mar 18, 2010 19:31:56 GMT 2
For some reason his hearing wasn't so great right now. Leon's voice seemed damped. But Brian nodded at him in reply. "I'm good." With his one hand on the seat and the other one on the gun he tried to pull himself to his feet but failed halfway when his knees buckled. Brian had no idea how severe the wound on his back was but judging from the waves of pain and the warm,wet gush running down his back into his pants he'd say things didn't look too good. Nevertheless he pulled himself up again and kept his eyes on the driver and guard. After all this loony was holding a gun. Brian pointed his own gun at the driver and slowly hobble past them and away from them. "Stay where you are." He ordered in a calm, threatening tone. Then he turned to get a better look at the demolition. The picture that presented itself made him shudder. People were wedged, injured, unconcious or on the run out of the bus. For a splitsecond he gasped starting to wonder whether this was his fault when his eyes fell on Vince, who was coming towards him with his hands pressed against his forehead and blood running through his fingers. "Shit, no. Are you okay? Where's ...the girl?" He hung on to another seat, shot one look back at the driver to make sure he wasn't trying anything and then looked down at a prisoner next to him who gazed up at him pleadingly. His leg was awkwardly twisted. Instantly Brian tried to free him from his handcuffs.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2010 20:17:01 GMT 2
Leon reached out his hand to steady Brian, the wound wasnt deep but it looked like it had hit something it shouldnt have done, what with the amount of blood that was leaking from him. He to looked around at the carnage and sighed, there was so many people to help, but yet time was running out quicker and quicker.
He saw Vince walking towards them and he grinned madly, "You look like shit Dawg"He stated laughing ever so slightly, "I agree Bri we got to go now"He stated urgently when he saw him bend to help a guy from his handcuffs.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Mar 18, 2010 23:12:57 GMT 2
Follow the voice that should lead to a big bald guy. Jack nodded. That he could do. He moved faster now that he had a direction, stepping over cons and pushing past chairs as he made his way through the bus towards Dom. His eyebrows raised as soon as he reached the owner of the voice. Damn. Even though Leon's description had been simple, there was no doubt that this was the guy he was looking for.
"You alright, man?" His eyes did a quick scan for any major injuries, but as far as he could tell, there wasn't anything too serious. Just a couple of gashes. Painful, but he was sure Dom would live. Then, without any introductions from his side, he nodded his head in the direction of the others. "We gotta get moving."
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Post by Cops on Mar 19, 2010 10:20:03 GMT 2
As soon as the engine of one of the raiders cars came alive one of the cops pointed at the car. "They are getting away." He stopped dead in his tracks. "Let's follow them!" So both officers turned on their heil and ran back towards their vehicle, got in and turned the car to pursue Jack's car, which was now heading away from the bus. It wasn't Jack behind the wheel though.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Mar 19, 2010 10:48:09 GMT 2
Leon was right. They had to get out before cops wuld arrive, which wouldn't take long if the bus didn't radio from the next checkpoint. Brian stopped trying to free the man and turned away and muttered. "Sorry." He couldn't look the man in the eye when he left him behind.
He had to force himself to stay on both feet and struggle forward along the line of tipped rows of chairs and shouting cons. The expression on his face became icy. Brian could already see the hole in the ceiling, which was now on the left side. He stopped for a second looking for Jack, Vince, Dom and Leon, who was right behind him. "Hurry up!" He called at Jack. No matter how badly he wanted Dom to be rescued for him it was more important his brother would get out alive. Suddenly he felt something he hadn't felt so far. Fear. Not for himself but Jack. "Bro, c'mon!"
Brian was torn between staying and helping his friends and brother and trying to get himself out. He decided for the latter because he knew he wasn't going to be any help soon when the others would have to carry him out. So he took another step forward when somebody grabbed his leg and sent him falling to the side of the bus, which the large vehicle had landed on. It was another tied up convict, who growled at Brian to take off his handcuffs. He tugged on Brian's leg, who struggled to get away from the man. With icy grip the guy held on to his leg and didn't let go until Brian kicked at the guys hand with his other foot. It took three well placed kicks until he finally let go and O'Conner rolled onto his back and away from him.
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