One Of A Kind (2ND DRAFT)

Murderer!

Dan and Kayla were dragged back through the corridor but past the door they came from. Dan was barely conscious but Kayla wasn't about to get back up and fight. She'd given up all hope. There was no way they'd escape now. It was over.

They were thrown onto lab tables in a large room. The men strapped one hand into the straps and let the rest of their body free. They both sat by the lab tables, each across from each other. Suddenly, Mr Falcon burst through and walked past them and onto the chair at the end of the room in the middle. It was the simple metal foldable chair he propped up beforehand and he sat cross legged on it. He clapped Dan awake and took out his shiny revolver, only shiny because of the small ray of light that beamed down onto him from the ceiling.

Dan jerked his head up from the clap and looked around, groaning in pain. Kayla's eyes had tears and had them streaming down her face. Mr Falcon sighed and checked his gun repeatedly, "Kayla...I don't want to kill you...what would Konnor say?"
"Depends if he's still alive." She said, sobbing loudly.
"Good point. Guess that's one problem out the way," he spat on the floor beside him and stood up, "I hate the boy so I'll let you live a few seconds longer." He wandered over to Dan and lifted his face up, glaring into his eyes, "pft, weakling. You haven't got killer in you. Not even got strength in you. Pitiful."
"You wanna see strength?!" Dan kicked Mr Falcon's gun into the air then hit his head on the table.

Mr Falcon fell to the side, holding his injured head as Dan loosened his hand from the table and wrestled the gun from another of the men. Kayla watched as Dan did this then kicked the man by her's ankle then his face as he felt to his knees. Mr Falcon growled with anger and got up, holding his eye, "little brat!" He began towards his revolver on the floor in front of him as Dan fought the man.

Kayla shoulder barged into Falcon, knocking them both over onto all fours and leaving them crawling to the gun. Unfortunately, Falcon got there first and hit Kayla with the butt of the gun, spinning it into shooting position and firing.

BANG!

Kayla fell flat on the floor, holding her bleeding left shoulder. Dan looked over and saw Mr Falcon holding the gun to her and took one strong swing at the man he was currently fighting. He then scrambled to his feet and stood in front of Falcon, reading to fight. Dan charged, screaming at the top of his lungs, smacking Falcon in the chin, causing him to fire his second shot into Dan's right shoulder. Despite the pain, Dan got back up and took a second charge at Falcon, headbutting his chest and knocking him back onto the floor. Dan took the gun from the floor and checked it. Two more bullets. Mr Falcon crawled backwards to the chair and put a hand on it, trying to stand up but Dan put a bullet in his thigh, stopping him and making him yell out in pain.

Dan grabbed Flacon by the collar and threw him up against the wall then got in his face, gun pointing to his heart, "shoot me." Said Falcon in disbelief of Dan actually having the ability to shoot. He continued pointing the gun to his heart, breathing heavily and ignoring the bullet wound in his shoulder. Finally, Falcon scoffed, kneed Dan in the stomach and shoved him back onto the floor, the gun sliding past Kayla. Falcon kicked Dan a few times then moved over to Kayla, pushing down on her shoulder. She screamed and groaned more and more loudly in pain. Dan had had enough. He couldn't take any more. He pushed himself onto his feet and tackled Falcon to the floor once again, they both rolled a few metres and Dan grabbed the gun again. Falcon was already on his feet before Dan was, kneeing him in the face and walking the pain of his wounded thigh off. But he had forgotten that Dan held the gun until he turned around to a gun in his face.

"You ain't gonna shoot...you. Haven't. Got. Killer. In you."
Dan put his other hand on the gun and stared down the sight, glaring, "try me."

As Falcon looked into Dan's eyes, he noticed it wasn't the calm, deep blue eyes of a boy he'd seen before. It was now a raging forest green of a man, not afraid to kill. It was at that moment, Falcon had experienced true fear of something. Dan pulled out a radio that'd been on one of the guard's belts and turned it on, "now, you're going to admit to everything. Everyone you've killed. Every drug deal you've set up." It took a little 'persuasion' but Dan got Falcon to admit to the murder of Kayla's Dad, Kayla's old boyfriend Konnor and a handful of other people. He also admitted to all the drug deals and raiding Kayla's mother's home and beating her into telling him where Kayla was. Afterwards, Dan played it through repeatedly to every radio in the building. But the satellite dish on the roof of the building caused it to play trough every radio in town. They heard Falcon admit to all his crimes before he tried to tackle Dan.

Dan stepped back and pulled the trigger of the revolver. The last bullet pierced Falcon's chest, tearing through his ribs and lungs to his heart. Dan threw away the gun and fell back onto the floor, staring at Falcon as he stood, barely alive, groaning almost silently, "dammit...you murdered me...you brat..."

After Falcon fell to the floor, Dan blacked out. His shoulder was pouring blood, as was Kayla's and they both had lost too much blood. If they were to survive, someone would have to find them. And fast.