The Huvark Experiment

Chapter 10

Henry's POV

I was terrified. I was about to be executed, and there were now only three days until the virus being released.

The door opened. It was Georgina. "Come on. I want to shoot you." I happened to notice that she was on crutches.
Steve nodded at them. "Someone shoot you?" Georgina slapped him (Because Steve had shot her during our escape attempt).
We walked excruciatingly slowly to the execution room. Eventually, we arrived in an sixth floor (out of seven) room. Simon was inside. "Henry. Steve. We will have to do this quickly. I have to plan a war. I fear I will be under attack within a few days, and there is no reason why a warning shot cannot be fired against me today."
For some reason, I trusted his judgement.
I noticed the five men with rifles standing in front of me. A fresh wave of terror washed over me. I began trembling double strength.

These men, who I didn't even know, we're about to shoot me and kill me.
The terror built up inside me. The terror turned to anticipation.
And the anticipation turned to anger.

And the anger gave birth to newfound strength.
I pushed the terror away into a dark cupboard that was full of sheep and old colour photos of Henry V deep inside a dark metal cupboard of my head.

[Listen to Pirates of the Caribbean while reading this part.]

And I took a step forward.

And I threw myself at a guard. The stakes couldn't have been much lower- five armed soldiers against two unarmed teenagers.

The guard fell over backwards in his shock. I punched him in the stomach. All the other guards aimed their guns. I twisted round to look at them, and jumped off the guard just in time to avoid getting riddled with bullets. "Ow my face! Please refrain from accidentally shouting me in the face in the future. Thank you for listening."

Just after I attacked the guards, Steve charged at one guard's back and jumped on. He put the guard in a headlock, wrenched the gun out of his arms and threw it away.

I was in luck. The guards were armed with assault rifles- too long to effectively use in close combat like this.

I was standing next to a guard who was lying and groaning on the ground. Steve was having a fistfight with another. Three guards remained for me to fight. Simon was still standing awkwardly in a corner, wondering what do when an execution turns into a fistfight.
Fortunately, I was now full of useful Tesco-bought adrenaline.

I assumed each guard only had two bullets because that was all they'd need. I picked up the fallen guard's gun and quickly aimed it at a random guard and fired. The gun was heavier than I had expected so I missed.
A guard fired a bullet back at me. It grazed my arm and I jumped back in shock.

I aimed the other bullet at Simon Brown himself. The bullet grazed his wrist, but still drew blood. He cried out and left the room. "Coward!" Steve shouted at him as he left.

Steve had miraculously beaten the guard he had been fighting, without even obtaining a broken nose, and returned to my side with a gun. One bullet remained.

Steve shot a guard in the chest, well clear of the heart.

The other two smiled evilly and pointed their rifles at our chests. We had no chance of surviving this.
Their fingers curled round the triggers.
And then Simon's prediction came true. The warning shot. In this case, the 'shot' was a missile.

The missile hit just before we would have been shot. It had indeed been launched as a warning shot.

It hit the wall of the Huvark Lab at the approximate level of the ceiling of the room next to us. Looking back, that was very helpful.