S.A.S. - Book one: Secrets (Rewriting)

Chapter Two: Theft Escapade

"'Mseleni'? This is a hospital?" Flame asked, confused. She glanced at the red cross symbol above the sign. Trees and bushes surrounded the building, making a perfect hiding place for Red and Flame.

"I believe so," he said, looking out to the front door, the side door, and the roof. Each entrance had at least two guards guarding the entrance. "Jack said not to go through the front door, so that leaves us with two options. The roof or the side door." The roof would be easier to get into, but we would be noticed as soon as we left the bushes. The side door would be harder to get into, but there's more of a chance of sneaking in.

"I say..." Flame hesitated, deciding which to go through. "...The side door" she decided. "With your gauntlets, it shouldn't be too hard to get in."

True, I had forgotten about my gauntlets. Red led the way through the bushes, not making a sound. When they reached the guards, he took careful aim before two small, orange darts materialized in front of him and sped towards the guards. The darts hit, causing them to fall to the ground. Red checked their pulse. Good. They were still alive, just unconscious.

Flame opened the door while Red shot two more darts, tranquilizing the guards inside. He checked their pulse, nodded to Flame, and continued. They ran to a storage room, full of shelves of medicine reaching to the ceiling.

"Jack said we need something called, 'Penicillin', so keep looking" Red told Flame, then ran to the shelves, looking for the bottle labeled "Penicillin", starting from left to right, then moving down a shelf, going right to left. "Where is it? Where is it?" he whispered to himself, searching one row after another.

"I found it!" Flame called, Red running over to see. A grey bottle with the bright yellow label of "Penicillin" across it. "Now we need to get out of here."

Suddenly, shouts came from the hallway, and feet could be heard pounding on the floor as guards ran down the hallway.

"Over here!" called Flame. She was standing under a roof panel that was bolted to the ceiling on the other side of the room.

A gun fired, and Red looked back to the door. Three guards stood there. He could see that these people were not fooled by the way he looked, but looked rather surprised to see a foxlet standing there. Taking his chance, he fired three darts back, taking two down and slightly missing one.

"Nice try" the guard said in a familiar voice, "but you ain't gettin' off that easy."

I know that voice! Red thought, but before he could label the voice with a name, another shot sounded, barely missing his ear. Red turned to the roof exit, fired a single dart backwards, and leapt up to the exit. He barely heard the dart hit before he jumped again to the top of the exit, where Flame was waiting.

"The guards are gone, but there are plenty around the building, probably not expecting us to use the roof for the lack of getting down" she said worriedly, her face taut.

"You still have it?" Red asked, looking around

"Yeah, but we need a way out." Banging sounded from the bottom of the exit as more guards started the climb to the top. Red popped open the grate and looked around at the roof. Nothing but grey granite, and he knew that Flame was right. He crept to the edge of the roof, looking down carefully, so as not to get spotted. At least 10 guards were just on this side of the building, each with an automatic rifle.

Not good. He thought as he scooted back to Flame. Red motioned for her to follow him, and together they ran to the far side of the building. This side had fewer guards, but they seemed to be better trained. They wore different colors, had different guns, and had a knife on each leg. Great. Just great.