An Unlikely Time

Chapter 11- Caught in the Act

I awoke at the feeling of warmth on my face. I was laid up against a tree. I hadn't slept in days. I felt like an insomniac.
I looked around. My chest hurt worse than before. Yesterday had been rough. I felt different somehow.
The snow had stopped falling, the sun was out again. I stretched, letting the sun warm me up. I looked around, letting my head fall.
I was alone.
I shrugged to myself, and I walked over to my bag, picking it up and throwing it over my shoulder. I was so tired, so sick of this shit. But I was gonna finish it.
Turning away from my small camp, I began to make my way to a building not too far off. I believe it was some kind of embassy that was made.
I saw the British flag flying in the air on top of it, along with the smaller ones that hung at the tall and long brick gate.
I knew what I had to do.
I walked over quietly, pulling out my seizure gun, which I had snuck into my bag when Rachael and I had left. I had almost forgotten about it. And what a great time to try it out.
I hid behind the brick wall, counting to myself. I turned from behind it, aiming the guns at the two soldiers. I shot at least four shots in each of them. They fell over, seizing harshly.
I walked over, taking my pistol and shooting them in the head. I put my gun away, looking at my ratted costume, taking the man and stripping him of everything but his underwear. I put the outfit on, then took a contact case out of my bag, putting in blue contacts to match the soldier.
I took his hat, promptly setting it on my head and grabbing his machine gun. I laughed. It was like a game.
I made it inside the embassy, looking back, making sure I wasn't being followed. I began to walk through the white halls, looking at the other soldiers, but proceeding with a march like stature. Not many of them paid any mind, only a few glanced in question, but shrugged and continued talking.
I chuckled, realizing my plan was working. I walked over to the wall, hooking up a small camera that could easily go unnoticed, and turned it on.
I knew I would come back, but now without a thorough plan. I still needed more assistance to finish this.
I walked away nonchalantly, shoving the small camera screen hookup into my pocket.
As I walked along, more people stared. I knew this meant my cover had either been blown or questioned. I reached into by pocket, pulling out my glock and shooting at a few, and began running.
They caught on fast. They began to chase me, aiming their guns at me and shooting. I was somehow lucky enough to dodge most of the shots.
Suddenly, I felt a slight pain in my foot, I had almost been shot, luckily I wasn't, but I had tripped in the process. One soldier grabbed me by my shirt and pointed a gun at my head.
"Any last words?" I stared at the soldier with some fear showing. But it disappeared quickly and I began to chuckle when I noticed one soldier holding a bat.
"Yeah. Nighty night soldiers." He raised an eyebrow, and suddenly was bashed in the head. The soldier smacked two other soldiers' heads and pulled out her gun shooting them before looking at me.
"Well well well... Looks like someone found a way into the system." I said to my friend. I was glad to see her. Alive, especially.
The soldier smiled and took off her hat, revealing her long hair.
"Yeah... They're so fucking stupid." I grinned.
She took my hand, helping me up and handing me a small .380. I smirked.
"Thanks for saving my life again, friend."
She nodded.
"No problem."
I looked around.
"Where's your mom?" She pointed outside. "She's waiting for us."
I looked back.
"What about the other soldiers?"
"Blocked the door with the Brit bat."
"Smart."
I grinned at her, following her outside. "Good now let's get outta he-"
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE YOUNG LADY!!!"
I turned, grinding my teeth.
I knew that voice.
I turned and saw my parents pointing guns at Rachael and Stacey. I jumped in front of them.
"Mom, Dad! Calm down! It's just-!"
"HUSH!" They looked at me, glaring. I winced at the look.
I suddenly noticed my mom was riding Zip, and Lucky was tied to a lead. The horse gave me a look of sympathy. I shook my head and sighed.
"Ok, ok..." I walked up, jumping on Lucky's back, and Rachael jumped behind me. Stacey got behind Rachael and we rode away. I grinned to myself.
I had expected my parents to find me. They were the perfect scapegoat.

Now the real plan would begin.