PROLOGUE:
I shot both men in the foot. I had to quickly react. The adrenaline in me couldn't hesitate the fact that I was out numbered. Dammit! I thought to myself as I found out that I didn't have any more clips for my gun. One of the men was walking towards me as my back was against the wall avoiding the bullets swiftly going towards my direction. I studied the guard's movement. As soon as he came at a close distance to me I had tripped him and knocked him out. I took his .50 caliber and aimed at the men attempting to shoot me. They both had stopped shooting. I assumed that they were dead. I walked towards the men's dead bodies that were laid down on the cold floor.
Luckily one of the men had a clip for my gun. I took it, cocked my gun and proceeded to complete my objective. I opened a door that had leaded me to a empty hallway. The only thing that was there were cubicles. I heard a sound. It was the sound of footsteps. I took cover to one of the three sided cubicles.
I thought there was one person, but as I turned to see what the sound of the movement was I found out that there had been about three men walking around, searching the perimeter for me. Two of the men had gotten close to me. I wasn't frightened, but I sure as heck wanted to break their bones. I could keep myself from not making a scene and letting the other man be aware that his men had died, because I knew that he would call back up. "Oh well these guys are going to die soon anyway" I murmured to myself silently. I shot both men in the chest, one of the men had noticed me and before he could even reach his radio to call for backup I shot him dead between his eyes.
The anger inside me couldn't control itself. I hadn't noticed that there was a fourth guard! Before he could react to my appearance and the fact that his so called friends were head I had punched him in the stomach. He fell down to the ground. I decided to kick in his face. He didn't move and I didn't really care.
Out of a sudden gun shots were being fired everywhere. I had swiftly dunked down. My back was against a wall. I reloaded my gun and started shooting were the bullets were coming from. "Come out Daniel, I'm not scared of you and your measly weapon!" The man shouted. I didn't respond. I just had shot the son of a gun, while he reloaded his gun. He fell to the ground trembling "I-I-I-I-Its n-n-not o-o-o-over" He said knowing that those were his last words. "For you it is" I responded.
I found a door that had a red sign that showed the word Exit. I walked towards it pushing the doors handle. I found myself out side of this fourteen story building. There was a Helipad, but no helicopter. It was dark at night, while small lights had beamed from the floor.
Out of a sudden there were about twenty elite black ops agents that came from helicopters. I was surrounded. Then a tall man wearing a formal suit came up to me saying "I have been expecting you Mr. Hunter".
"How the bloody do you even know my name, matter of fact why are you even here? I thought I killed you ten years ago!" I said. "Well Mr. Hunter I have many men who I hire to, well how do I say this? Oh yes... take my place for a while" He said. "Wait a minute your Nathaniel Henderson and you just pick innocent civilians to take your place as decoy's to think you dead when they die!" I stated.
"Ugh, take care of him quietly. I'll talk to him later" Nathaniel said. A lady had walked up to me. "Hello, my name is-" She had hit me with the bottom of her pistol. I couldn't even finish my sentence.
I fell to the ground, as my face was on the pavement. There was one thing I knew. The fact that I was knocked out.
