Trouble

Killing Spree

"Put the rifle down and slide it across the floor to us. You are outnumbered, no use trying to put up a fight." I say to the men, pointing my small golden pistol at them. One of them laughed. "You're just a little girl. Set the pistol down before you hurt yourself." the man says to me. "A little girl? Would a little girl do this?" I ask, and shoot him in the head, watching the blood splatter over the men next to him. I smirk at their shocked expressions and look at them. "Am I still a little girl?" I ask. "That proves nothing." one of the other men say. "Oh yeah? Well I saw you checking her out earlier, and if she is a little girl, that makes you a pedophile." Zack tells him, raising an eyebrow. This was our plan and it seems to be working because nobody noticed Alex sneak in and over to Jesse, and carry her back out to the van. "Shut the fuck up before we kill you." the tallest of the men demands in a deep voice. "Oh, sweetie. You're gonna kill us? With one gun? When all of us have guns? Not a smart move, tsk, tsk." Jack says, stepping forward and cocking his gun, taking aim. "You don't have the balls to pull that trigger." the man scoffs. "Wanna bet?" Jack asks, stepping forward and raising his eyebrow. "Yeah, I wanna bet because as soon as you pull that trigger, you will be killed by us." the man replies, crossing his arms over his chest. "That's a risk I'm willing to take." Jack tells him as he pulls the trigger. A bullet whizzes across the room towards him and he ducks just in time as I pull the trigger, aiming at the guy who tried to shoot him. The guy goes down in a flash of red and silver and I let my arm fall. "Anybody else want to test me?" I ask them, raising an eyebrow. One guy opens his mouth to speak and a bullet pierces his head from the back, causing him to fall and reveal who shot him. "Shoot the rest of them and lets get out of here." Alex informs us, shooting another guy. Zack shoots one and Rian shoots the other in a deafening BOOM! that probably would have blown my eardrums out had I been any closer. I glance at them, smiling. "That's all set, lets get out of here." I say.  "Move out crew!" I laugh. "Shhh!" Alex shushes me through his laughter. We all cock our guns and step out of the room, moving down the hallway stealthily. "Okay, lets all split up and go to different rooms." Alex instructs and we all nod then creep down the hallway. I see a room that has a bunch of filing cabinets in it and motion that I'm going in. Alex nods and they all continue down the hallway, leaving me by myself. I enter the room and search for cameras. I shoot the 3 that I find and walk over to one of the cabinets, open a drawer, and pull out a file to read. HOLY JACKPOT! They're records of all of his "transactions" for the hit men! I pull out a couple more files and find the one about Jesse. I shove as many files as I can into my bag, including Jesse's, and pull out the walkie talkie. "Guys, I hit the jackpot, come back to the room I went in, and bring bags. Hard core evidence here! Hurry!" I whisper, just in case there is anymore guards that we didn't take out prowling around. I hear footsteps approaching quickly and find a hiding place in case it's not any of the guys. The door creaks open slowly and I hear Alex whisper, "Skai?" I come out of my hiding place. "Right here." I whisper back, walking over to him. A few more footsteps approach and we pull our guns, cocking them. Rian and Zack peek their heads in and throw their hand sup in surrender when they see the guns. Alex and I lower our guns and motion for them to come in and wait for Jack. While we are waiting I have them look through more files and shove any records they find in their bags. Jack comes in and I instruct him to do the same as the others while I stand guard, my gun at the ready. Turns out the guys all had either one or two others bags with them and they fill those too, emptying almost all of the cabinets. "Okay, guns at the ready and lets get out of here." I say, taking lead. We sprint out of the room and down the hallway. We reach the door and push it open, bracing ourselves for alarms. When there is none, we sprint to the van, slide the doors open and throw the bags and ourselves inside. Jesse smiles when she sees all the files and Alex starts the van, pushing the pedal to the metal and racing out of the parking lot. We made a clean get away and once we are a safe ways away, everybody starts cheering. A good end to a stressful day, I'd say. Haha, that rhymed!