Chapter 14

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Hayden stood still, frozen. Trying to decide whether to fight or surrender. These were elite soldiers according to Stan, but his instincts always told him to fight.

Hayden quickly raised the butt of the sniper rifle above his head and swung down. The front guard which he attacked was tall, white and had a brown beard. He caught the butt of the rifle with one arm, then he used both hands to throw the sniper to the side!

Hayden still tried to rip away the gun but ended up being thrown at the wall with it. He smashed hard into the wall and dropped his gun while accidentally knocking multiple guns and tools off the wall.

Hayden's face slammed hard against the cold, concrete floor with a thudding noise. Hayden's cheekbone burned and was instantly starting to bruise. He lifted up his head weakly and groaned.
"Alright boys let's secure the intruder"
The guard who had grounded Hayden said.

He heard footsteps coming toward him and reached inside his back pocket, not his waistband. But still, they thought he was reaching for a weapon.

"Freeze!!!" One guard called and Hayden heard guns clicking. He pulled out a small device given to him by Stan before the mission. He called it a panic button. "If you're in trouble, prioritize pressing this button. It was a small white cube a little larger than a die.

He repeatedly jammed the big red button on the face of the cube. "There's no weapon, but get that device!" The other guard called. Hayden quickly squeezed it in his hands and made it shatter so they couldn't find out where Stan was posted outside in the forest.

A guard reached him and grabbed him by his left wrist and lifted him halfway off the ground, waiting for the other guards help. Hayden reached into his waistband with his right hand and immediately capped the guard in the forehead with the pistol. As soon as the guard dropped to the floor lifeless, so did Hayden as the guard was holding him up.

"Oh Shit!" The other guard screamed as the main, bearded guard began fumbling around the area for a weapon.
As Hayden hit the floor the pistol clattered out of his hands. The guard with a weapon eyes through an iron sight on a m27 rapid fire assault rifle and began emptying his clip in Hayden's direction.

Hayden barrel rolled to the side in the sniper rifle that he dropped direction.
Bullets litters across the ground, ricocheting off of the cold concrete floor. Hayden grabbed the rifle and immediately started running to the door to the main facility.

The guard with the m27 stopped pursuit and pulled up his walkie and spoke into it "we have a situation 397 keep your eyes out for a teen male intruder, I repeat 397"

Stan POV

Stan was laying prone in the edge of the forest line in front of the black skull main base. He watched Hayden penetrate the wall and move in further with binoculars but once he went inside all he could do was wait.

Stan laid down humming an old song and fiddling with a blade of grass.

"You better not fucking move." A young but semi-deep voice said calmly behind him. Next to Stan laying down was him and Hayden's duffel bags. He heard multiple pairs of feet approaching him and crunching on the cold blades of grass.

He heard the young man who talked stop and look Stan up and down.

"Get up you wrinkley, shit."
He said. Stan got on his hands and knees, stood up with his hands behind his head and turned around.

He saw a boy teenager who was about 18 years old. He had many deep cuts on his flush dark tan skin. He had short black hair and sparkly blue eyes.
He wore a long furred trench coat made from some type of bear. It had a hood but it wasn't on the boys mans head. Behind him were two more people all around the same age.

There was a younger boy with headphones around his neck and a handgun at his side. He had black hair.
He seemed kind of familiar.
"Trey? Is that you?"
Stan asked.
"You know this dude?"
The leader asked, pointing a gun at stans head.
Trey shook his head lying.
Stan looked at the other person.

It was a woman. She was missing half of her left arm...

Stan gasped.

The woman had long black hair, it was sort of messy. She had shiny lipstick on and a m16 strapped to her back.

It was Ella.

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