The Capture

chapter.27 "bombs?"

-Justins POV-

The guys and I are sitting in our cars, watching Lopez and his men stalking through the rooms of the house. wondering how we know? well stupid of them to be loaded together in the room with most windows. dumb shit, this is going to be easy.

"we going to go now?"

David asked propping his head into the front where I was sitting in the drivers seat and Alex in the passenger. I exchanged a few glances between Alex and I then glimpsed back at Lopez's house once more.

"lets go."

we exited the car as did the other from their cars, I'd say I have about fifteen guys with me tonight.. some got sent back due to business but I know Lopez doesn't have close to as many as we do. it was around midnight so it was pitch black. we made our way across the bristled feeling grass and got to our positions. I gripped my gun out of my pocket and made sure there were enough bullets in it to get me through the front at least. I cocked it back and turned my head seeing Alex trying to sneak through the side window. this son of a bitch..

"Alex the fuck you doing? you're going to blow our cover. get down!"

I yelled in a whisper.

"I see Lopez.. if I shoot him now then we can handle the others after. he is the one we want dead."

he climbed through the window making him not in sight any longer. jesus.. this kid is going to be the death of us. I hold my gun out in my hands and walk along the corner of the house and see Lucas and Devin nodding their heads as a ready cue.

"GO!"

I shoot the glass of the front door making the top shatter to glistening shards. I reach in and unlock the door and get inside. already seeing three men standing there like they just saw a ghost. I pull the trigger sending their bodies to the ground in a heap. I walk further into the house and see my men already getting into it with the other guys trying to fight their way through. I shake my head from the distraction and turn down the hall until I was knocked to the floor with the back of a gun. before I could regain my vision I got punched across the face.

"think you could get by me huh? sneak in my house... try to kill my men.. this is where I come out to the top."

the defying voice beams through my ears making me open my eyes, my blurry sight soon comes to a clear as I see Lopez standing above me with a devilish smirk spread across his face. I move my leg making it come in contact with his soon causing him to fall straight on his back. I pick up my gun that fell on the floor but see it get kicked down the hall.

"fuck the guns Bieber. lets settle this fair play."

I stare up at him and stand to my feet sternly coming to a equal level. I throw a punch but his hand caught it, I release my other arm to strike him and indeed it did. I kneed his gut making him lean forward in a way giving me a easy chance to smash my fist to his jaw then another to his nose. the sound of bone crunching filled my ears. I felt a stinging pain on my side that sent shocks all through my body. I clenched my teeth and saw I had a knife lodged into my side just below my rib cage. I cringe at the sight and gripped the handle of it, taking the metal out as fast as I could bare. just as I got it out I got a punch that doubled me over choking for air. I fell to the floor staring up towards the figures in front of me. I saw two guys start to pounce on Lopez making him fall to the floor just as I did before. the sound of gunshots busted through the thick air. I could feel a presence hover over me tapping my face with the back of their hand.

"Justin man- get up! GET UP!"

I got myself up to a sitting position and saw half of Lopez's members dead on the floor without a breath left. I raised myself up and saw it was Alex and Eric who took down Lopez. I stared at his beaten body and grinned. that fucker deserved to die.

"YO MARCO WHERE ARE YOU!?"

I shouted taking another gun from my pocket and loaded it up ready to end this all. When I didn't hear a response I started thinking to conclusions.

"go check the other rooms for more people. I'm checking upstairs."

I ordered more serious than ever. he nodded and ran off to do as told. I stepped up the stairs holding my gun out in front of me cautiously. once I reach the top step I focus on the four doors leading to rooms. I open the first one and see it is empty. I step towards the next door and heard ticking. ticking? clocks tick... but it was more of a room full of clocks? I grab the handle and jiggle it but it wouldn't budge meaning it was locked. I backed away but only to come towards it again with a powerful kick making the middle of the wooden door break a streak. I pushed a couple of the broken pieces out of the way only to see the room was loaded with all kinds of bombs.. I focused in on the timer and saw it was counting down from two minutes... one minute fifty nine... one minute fifty eight... one might fifty- I widened my eyes and turned on the soles of my shoes and made a break down the stairs only to be caught by a man who seemed to look his early twenties. he slammed his bulked fist to my stomach then attempted to throw one at my face but I quickly span him around into a headlock and pulled out the knife I had in my pocket and slit his throat making his body limp. I dropped him to the floor and ran across what seemed to be the entertainment room and made my way over to where my guys were fighting with the two men that were left.

"LUCAS! GAVIN! WE GOT TO GO!"

"JUSTIN I DON'T HAVE MY GUN!"

I patted my pockets and noticed I didn't either. all I had was my knife and ammo. I look to my right and notice a gun laying on the floor. I pick it up and pull the trigger striking the two men straight in the head, their bodies fall to the floor almost immediately.

"Thanks man.. now why do we need to go?"

right when he said that I remembered the bombs.

"EVERYONE OUT!!!!!! NOW! WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO START QUESTIONS, JUST LEAVE GO NOW!"

I yelled in a rushed tone and bolted for the front door with what seemed like most of my men following straight behind. but before I could make it in the car a erupting boom consumed the air with the vibrant fires of red and oranges clashing together building up into burning clouds. I dove to the hard ground and covered my face and head with my arms as best as I could. I could feel the heat illuminating off the explosion and the foggy smoke seeped by me. I could hear the sound of the house falling to bits, along with the pieces being blown around coming in contact with the objects surrounding it. after a decent amount of time I could sense the burst was over. I uncovered my head and tilted it up seeing Lopez's house now in smithereens and crumbs but you could notice the left over walls and furniture that was flung across the yard. I sat myself up and stood and quickly a shock waved through me. I groaned placing my hand on my side remembering the stab I had gained in the house during the fight. my shirt was stained with red and it spilled on to my pants of course you couldn't tell since I was wearing black but I could feel the dampness of the crimson leaking. I used my other hand to grip my head as I felt a sting. Must have gotten a cut when I fell.. I look around and see my men starting to stand up and some still huddled to the ground. But what startled me the most, was seeing Lopez across the other end of the yard with Madison in his grip and a knife held at her throat threatening to cut. Am I imagining this?! I am sure we killed Lopez... And was in the house when the bombs went off. Right?