Chapter 15

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"That way..." Louis whispered, pointing to an open door to the left of the large building. The five boys had been de-briefed on the situation and then were taken to the building which the movement believed that 'The Powerful' were stationed. They were to go in and arrest anyone they find and the movement would deal with them themselves. The boys job was simply to attack.

It was 1am, the moon nowhere to be seen behind the dark clouds. The boys were all dressed in black clothing, making it hard for them to be seen.

The five boys snuck in silently, slowly shutting the door behind them. There was a faint light in the large warehouse, just enough for them to see. Their combat training over the years taught them to be on their toes and be ready for anything, and their senses had never been more alert.

"Maybe it's best if we split up." Liam whispered.

"We'll find people easier then." Zayn agreed.

"Listen, I'll take the south side with Zayn and Niall. Harry and Louis, take the north side." Liam said, looking up every now and then to make sure no one was coming.

"Sounds good... stay safe guys." Harry said before Liam, Niall and Zayn walked away quietly.

Harry and Louis silently trekked round the warehouse for ten minutes, searching for any people, but it seemed to be deserted. They couldn't hear or see anyone, and were starting to lose hope.

"Maybe no one's here, maybe we've got the wrong information..." Louis said, giving Harry a worrying look. Harry shook his head.

"They must be here. Let's go different ways. You take that side, I'll take this side." Harry replied, gesturing to a large gap between empty crates.

"Okay..." Louis said as he walked away, disappearing into the darkness.

Harry instantly regretted going by himself, nerves taking over him. Although Harry had managed to develop his powers to control others, he didn't believe he'd be able to do anything if he found someone and would crumble under pressure.

Suddenly there was a shout and Harry turned around to see two figures stood a few metres away. Panic rushed through his body, and he ran. Harry could've taken maybe one person, but two at the same time scared Harry shitless and the only thing he could think to do was run, and run fast.

"Get back here!" Shouted one of the men chasing Harry, but there was no way he was stopping now. Harry continued to run, setting a distance between him and the two people and happened to glance over a gap in between two storage units. Quick thinking, Harry jumped into the gap and held his breathe. Soon enough he heard the frustrated sounds of the men that had been chasing him.

"Who the fuck was that?" One of the men said.

"I have no idea, we better report it right now." The other replied. Harry stepped back out when he heard the footsteps had faded away.

Harry desperately searched for Louis, too scared to stay by himself anymore incase he came across any more people. Harry stopped and listened, and he was pretty sure he heard footsteps not too far away. Harry ran again, hoping to find Louis, but when he ran round the corner he ran straight into the path of one of the men chasing him.

"You!" he yelled. Harry's mind went blank and no matter how much he tried he couldn't seem to arrange his thoughts clear enough to use his telepathy.

"Get the fuck away from him!" A familiar voice shouted, and Harry turned to his side to see Louis running towards him. The unknown man saw Louis approaching and suddenly pulled a gun out from his pocket.

Harry's heart stopped, his focus on the barrel of the gun aimed at his head. He was stuck on the spot, his feet welded to the ground. This was it. The end.

"No!" Louis screamed, fear in his eyes. Louis lunged forward, and there was a loud bang followed by the thud of a body falling to the ground.

Darkness.

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