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Post by Joker on Feb 3, 2011 17:25:34 GMT 2
Walter let a low grumble out of his throat. "Jack get in the car..." He said slowly and regretably, "Who is your boss...?" Walter asked standing slowly and lowering his gun, four on one he didn't like the odds. Why did he let Faye loose before it was all over? He stepped by his knife and looked it over for a moment the gun resting by his side. His mind was racing a mile a minute, he had a million choices to make and the worse time limit ever. Jack couldn't pull the trigger and walter didn't want to turn him into a murderer. 'Game over?' He asked himself in his mind, no the bomb was deactivated even if they called the phone it wouldn't matter. The second car had Faye in it, at least he knew where she was. His cold eyes glared daggers at the man in front of him, the distance was too great to cover it. He might be able to squeeze a shot or two off before taking a round. But the problem he faced now was at who? Four guys, the imediate threat to him? The imediate threat to Faye? He knew what he had to do, he had to figure out who these guys worked for first. If the boss was Carter, Walter was going to make damn sure they never got paid. If it was whoever brought this damn bomb into play Walter was going to make sure all hell rained down on whoever snitched him out, regardless of his personal risk he still lived by the SEAL creedo.
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Post by Car two on Feb 3, 2011 18:25:12 GMT 2
The man laughed and shared a look with his partner, who gave one quick jerk of his head, and headed towards theback of the ar."My boss isnt your concern, driving the car to the destination is" He rose a brow as he thumbed the tiggar, his dark eyes cool as he looked over at the navy seal.
"Four agaisnt what, one, cus w bothknow the kid hasnt got it in him" With a smirk her heard the window behind him shatter and he didnt have to look overhisshoulder to know that the back window had been put in reigning glass overtheyoung woman.
"How many shots do ya think you can get of, before my partner shoot her, i prefer my odds more then yours" At the angel his partner wasat,there was no way Walter could get to him, without moving and thesecond he moved, he was going to shoot.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Feb 3, 2011 21:39:36 GMT 2
Brian had been sitting outside Walters place for only 10 minutes but those were ten minutes too much. neither Dom nor Jack and Walter had shown up. The cop was nervous as hell and simply couldn't bare waiting any longer. Worried he was pacing back and forth in front of the door. He had pulled a hoody over the vest which made it uncomfortably hot on a sunny California day. Another glance at his watch confirmed that they were running 15 minutes late now. "Fuck, where are you?" He asked nobody in particullar before he pulled out his cell and dialled Walter's number.
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Post by Joker on Feb 3, 2011 21:50:17 GMT 2
Walter didn't flinch as his phone rang, "Mind if I answer this?" He lifted the phone and checked the number then lifted it to his ear, "Yeah hun," He said calmly on the phone, "nah just chilling at the sand ocean. You know that one place where you saw baldy pull that neat trick with the semi?" Walter dropped the subtle clues that something was wrong. "Nah we just decided to stop and check with a couple pretty ladies." Walter could only hope Brian got the clues. "I love you too baby." he hung up and looked the man squarely in the eye. "My girl, always calling at bad times. Now tell me who your boss is and if you know what's in the trunk. His foot shifted slightly back and left just behind the handle of the knife.
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Post by Car Two on Feb 3, 2011 21:53:55 GMT 2
The man laughed as he looked back at the man infront of him, "FUnny, see we have her place checked, she wont be getting near a phone any time soon"
With a breath he gave a small nod, not moving his gaze away from Walter, his partner smirked and with a quick move, readjusted his postion and fired once.
The sound of Faye's scream echoed around the area and he rose a brow, "Next time its gonna be somewhere worse then her leg, no in the car and drive"
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Feb 3, 2011 21:57:17 GMT 2
*He's nuts* brian thought to himself until he understood Walters clues a second later. They made him uneasy but as he listened closely he understood something about girls which could mean Mia and Faye and something about a 'semi'? When Walter hung up Brian bit his nail for a moment until he though he might know where his current location might be. It didn't take him long to hop in the Skyline and speed down the road, cutting corners, running red lights and cursing at all the chicks checking their reflection in the mirror while driving awefully slow and the old people crossing the road. Honking and staring out at the road with tunnel vision he got closer to the area as fast as he could.
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Post by Goons on Feb 3, 2011 22:10:35 GMT 2
The passenger of the first car war about to pass out from the pain in his leg and had crawled away from Jack. He was now leaning against the tire of his car with his back. What the others didn't know was that he was fumbling for a knife, which was attached to the chassis in a box close to the tire.
His partner used the distraction to pull out his second gun from his ankle and get some distance between Walter and the other guys, who he didn't know either, and himself. In a flash he lifted the gun and aimed it at Jack just to keep him where he was.
From somewhere he could hear tires squeeling and thought to himself. 'Great this is going to be a mass event.'
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Post by Joker on Feb 3, 2011 22:37:59 GMT 2
Walter lashed out throwing the phone at the man's head pivoted and slammed the knife with the heal of his foot into the downed man's neck. Using the moment he placed a round in the rookie hitman's head and as the body fell he didn't flinch. "Look at your two dead friends. The last man who took Faye hostage died in a puddle of his own blood and he was in a hell of a better position then you. You and I both know a dead hostage is a bad one. And so fucking help me, I'll hurt her to kill you." Walter could feel the remaning weight in the magazine, one round. In the edge of his eye he judged the distance between him and the fallen man's gun.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Feb 3, 2011 22:56:56 GMT 2
The hit man watched his partners lifeless body hit the ground in horror. His hand finally got a hold of the metal box behind the wheel, opened it and pulled out the knife. Obviously the younger guy was just as shocked as he. With his last energy he pulled himself into the car and onto the driver seat.
Brian had been circling the indicated area at top speed until he finally spotted the group of people in the distance. Pushing down on the gas he closed the distance and slid to a stop near the death match. he didn't trust his eyes when he spotted two bodies on the ground and Walter going off like a Hurricane. At least Jack wasn't one of the bodies-not yet! Ducking down low Brian crawled out of the car, fumbled his gun out and thumbed back the safety. Unfortunately Walter and his counterpart were about to have a duel right in front of him any second while whimpers could be heard from the car only a few meters away.
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Post by Car Two on Feb 3, 2011 23:31:58 GMT 2
The man showed no emotion as he lookde back at Walter, the pretty littlethings cries had becomewhimpers, as she desperatly tried to keep the pressure on the wound, with a smirk he looked over at Walter.
"Either way she's dead" He stated, readjusted his aim to her head, "Now i assure you i can squeeze the triggar before you do" He kept his face cool. "She dies, we still have two hosttages, i like my chances"
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Feb 4, 2011 1:30:39 GMT 2
Jack flinched when the shot rang through the air, tearing right through his sanity. Only less than an hour ago he'd been told she was fine, safe, and now he had to listen to her heart wrenching cries for real. Not feigned, not drawn out of her with movie props and mind tricks.. All.. real..
He blinked back his tears and emotions as he ducked down to the forgotten 1911 lying in the sand only centimeters away from his foot. He was not going to let this happen to her. He'd already let her get hurt, he was not going to let her die.
His hand barely shook anymore when he took aim at the son of a bitch. The man was too focused on Walter to even see him, 'the kid who didn't have it in him', as he pulled the trigger more than once in pure anguish and rage. The first bullet hit it's target in the shoulder, the second tore effectively in to the chest.. He didn't even see where the rest went as he continued to fire until he heard nothing more but a mere click from the gun. Empty..
The weapon dropped from his hand and his brow furrowed absentmindedly when he finally pushed out a breath, unaware he'd been holding it the entire time. If it wasn't for the adrenaline keeping him standing now, he was sure he'd collapse right on the spot by now.
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Post by Joker on Feb 4, 2011 7:04:05 GMT 2
For once in a very long time Walter was surprised. He blinked as the man fell unsure what just happened his eyes darted back and forth before it came to rest on Jack, his arms out stretched. Walter jogged past the car with the surviving man in it. "Stay." Was all he said as if he was commanding a dog. He knelt before Faye, "God dammit Faye!" He said in anger as he pulled a small white packet and tour it open shoving her arm to the side and pouring the Quick-clot over it. The stuff was powdered pain but it would cover the wound wnd keep her from bleeding out. "Jack, get your ass over here." He unholstered a spare magazine full of ammo and left it on the dirt before walking over to the car and ripping the man out by his hair. "Start talking." He threw the man into the dirt and stepped on the hand with the knife.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Feb 4, 2011 13:23:06 GMT 2
Jack closed his eyes for a moment before he opened them again when Walter's voice pulled him back to reality. What had just happened? Had he really.. It didn't matter anymore. His mind was set on Faye and her well being. She was all that mattered to him.
He jogged toward the scene with quick strides, keeping the man out of his vision as much as possible. It was done. No turning back and no regrets. When he knelt down next to her, he could finally manage something close to resembling a smile for the first time in days. His hand rested softly against her cheek. His thumb slowly and carefully brushed away her tears while his brow furrowed in concern as he looked at her. He couldn't bare to see her like this. It more than broke his heart and he would hate himself forever for having been stupid enough to drag the both of them in to this mess, her paying the biggest price instead of him.
"Baby, I'm so sorry.." He whispered, glad that his voice at least stayed somewhat even. His eyes traveled down toward the now powdered gun wound and his frown became deeper. He was no doctor, but.. He turned his head, looking over his shoulder toward Walter.
"Shouldn't we call a fucking ambulance or something?"
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Post by Joker on Feb 4, 2011 14:11:38 GMT 2
Walter looked at Jack then at Faye. "Get her in their car and get to the hospital. If they ask she was shot in a drive-by. Stick to that story no matter what. And do not come back this way." He shoved his heel into the man's hand till there was an audible pop of knuckles being dislocated.
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Post by Goons on Feb 4, 2011 17:20:10 GMT 2
Unable to comprehend that all his partners had just been killed in one big blow he cried out in pain when his fingers were dislovated. No doubt this man would kill him if he didn't give up a name. "I have no name, just a number I dial. i never get to see him. Everybody just calls him shadow. the numbers 555-38127." He spat and immediately started begging. "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm as good as dead anyway."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Feb 4, 2011 17:28:28 GMT 2
In disbeleive brian watched his little brother shoot one of the man in the shoulder, chest and finally head looking angry as never before. When the man dropped to the ground and Brian was sure not to get shot by anybody he stepped out and ran to the car where Jack was holding Faye's hand. A brief look and her sobbing told him that she'd been shot. So he pulled out his phone and called dispatch to send an ambulance asap. He gave her a weak smile. "They'll be here in a few minutes Faye. You'll be alright." If only the same thing could be said about Mia.
A second later he was next to Walter and heard the name 'shadow'. He muttered. "Sounds somehow familiar." With a swift move he pushed Walter aside before he had a chance to do any more damage and slapped cuffs on the guys swollen hands. "FBI, you're under arrest." Then he turned the guy onto his back and spotted the wound on his leg. "Before I send you off to prison I have one more question." His shoe was placed on the man's injured knee. "Where's the other woman, dark long hair, pretty..." He pushed down harder until the guy started whining. " I don't know, man!"
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Post by Joker on Feb 4, 2011 17:50:05 GMT 2
Walter sneered when he heard the ambulance called. "God damnit, three dead men and your going to call attention to us... Fan fucking tastic. If anyone asked you guys came up on a shoot out." He looked down at the injured man, "You say anything other then that and I swear to god they havn't built a prison I can't get into." The threat was clear. "I need to get this car out of here. In thirty minutes be at Carter's I'm going to drive this bomb down his god damn throat!"
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Feb 4, 2011 18:02:15 GMT 2
Brian was pretty irritated by Walter. " I know you play by your own rules but I'm still a cop. I'll have to explain this somehow anyway." he swallowed when he heard prison being mentioned. At least it would be him inside this time....but at the same time he didn't want Jack inside. In a low vice he added. "It was self defense. And that's all I can say about it." He shot a worried glance over at Jack and yelled. "Bro, you gotta get out of here before the ambulance arrives."
then he turned his attention back to Walter and held his arm. "You what? Did you say bomb? You can't-Mia might be there or do you know where he keeps her?"
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Post by Joker on Feb 4, 2011 18:54:19 GMT 2
Walter looked Brian up and down for second before retrieving his ammo and gun then began wiping the goons gun down after emptieing the spare round. "Okay, I'll find out where by the time you get there. Don't ask questions and if it's a mess...It's because I'm doing my job." He got in the car and quickly peeled out back towards the highway, he had one stop to make. He was going to Carter's he was going to be dressed for war.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Feb 4, 2011 19:48:30 GMT 2
When Mr. Hardcore wiped the gun down and then left brian there with a cuffed but wounded guy just to jump into a car with wielded shut trunk Brian couldn#t help but shake his head. "hey, man, you're bleeding." brian added as Walter sped away wondering whether they man even noticed that he'd been wounded.
He petted the guy on the back. "Stay put if you want to make it out alive." Then he walked over to Jack and Faye and reached for her arm. With his index finger he felt for her pulse. It was there but pretty weak. His eyes wandered up at his brother's pale face and he could see that he was struggling to hold back the water. Briefly he smiled at him to encourage him when sirens could be heard somewhere in the distance. "Do you really want to be here when the ambulance comes? You don't need to be in my report and Walters not going to say anything either."
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