Bang and Burn 2: Compromised {Dreamnotfound}

Chapter 3

"So, when you pull back this part of the pen, the rubber band will launch it extremely fast," Toby explained as he handed a makeshift weapon to Tommy.

Tommy examined the broken pen. Toby had pulled the ink cartridge out of it out and turned it around in the plastic casing, then removed the spring and everything else so that the cartridge could move freely. He then wrapped a rubber band around the plastic casing and tied it in a way that would allow the user to pull the ink cartridge back and use it as a weapon. He also broke all of the other pens they could find and gave the ink cartridges to Tommy. He smiled at his new weapon. "Did they teach you this in class?"

Toby nodded. "Yep! Pretty cool, huh?"

Tommy launched one of the ink cartridges into a nearby box and cheered when he watched it dig a hole into the cardboard. "That'll work!"

Toby then grabbed a small mini-golf club and handed it to Dylan. "Think you can make use of this?"

Dylan took the club from Toby. "I can make anything dangerous."

"That's the spirit!" Toby said encouragingly. "Okay, lastly, I have Anna's weapon." Toby bent down and grabbed a hula hoop off of the floor and tossed it towards Anna, who caught it in the air.

"Okay, haha funny," Anna stated sarcastically. "For real, where is my weapon?"

Toby pointed at the hula hoop. "You're holding it."

Anna looked down at the pink hoop. "You've got to be joking!"

"I'm not," Toby responded. He grabbed the gun that Anna had seized from the man earlier and checked the magazine to see how much ammo was left. "I've got eight shots in here. That should be enough!"

Anna crossed xyr arms. "Okay, why the fuck do you get the gun? Dylan is the best shot we've got. Hell, even I'm better than you, yet you still gave me a goddamn hula hoop!"

"You two know how to shoot to kill. I know how to shoot to wound. We want these guys alive, Anna." As much as xe hated it, Anna knew he was right.

The four prepped themselves, then headed towards a second door that opened up to the back of the snack bar. They had agreed to take down the people after them before help got there so that things would go by faster. It also didn't hurt that it'd look good for them if they could pull this off. Dylan couldn't help but smile when everyone saw that four junior agents did an improvised mission independently. It was exactly what he needed to prove to Darryl and Zak that he could manage his own team. This whole thing was partially his idea anyway.

They made it to the door and opened it to find no one there. Tommy silently laughed when he saw the crowd of men still trying to knock down the door they saw the kids go through. Dylan pointed to Tommy and Toby and motioned for them to take cover behind the ticket counter. Having the two ranged weapons, they needed the most cover to fire from. He then grabbed Anna's hand and crouched down, dragging xem to an old Pac-Man machine. As soon as everyone was set in place, Dylan loudly whistled, getting everyone's attention.

"HERE'S HOW THIS IS GONNA GO!" Dylan announced. "YOU CAN DROP YOUR WEAPONS AND SURRENDER, OR PREPARE TO GET HURT."

One of the men laughed. "Come on out, kid! We just want to chat with you!"

"So you have chosen death," Dylan stated. "Good luck with that." Dylan once again used the ticket counter glass to watch reflections. He made out five figures, each one significantly bigger than the teens. But what they lacked in size, they made up for in skill and speed. They broke up into two groups, three of them heading towards Dylan's voice and two of them staying behind. As soon as one of them got close enough, Dylan swung the golf club down and tripped the man. Dylan then sprung up from behind the machine and swung at the closest guy behind him. The man caught the club and pushed Dylan back, pinning against a small basketball game.