The Re-Make

Part Eight

Part 8.

The drive to Sydney was long and boring, but what kept running over in my mind wasn't what just happened, but instead how I planned to get it. It seemed I was more passionate about killing then I was over the power I had gained. But once I realized this, a thought came to me, it got me thinking on how I might be able to use this power. Either way, I had no plan of leaving my old tools of the trade behind. I would of course bring a knife along in with me. I didn't want to do this the subtle way at all. I walked in the front door and said “Im breaking three men out. Don't try to stop me”.

Multiple men grabbed out their guns and aimed them at me. 

“Hands above your head and lay down on the ground!” one of the security guards yelled at me.

“No, I mean, No Officer” I said with a hint of a smile on my face. I had four syringed with Burtorphanol, and five guards. I knew this would be a fun night.