If We Go Down Then We Go Down Together (Talenny)

Talon - Everything's Going Great

I drag Penny's unconscious body into one of the suites. Damn, she's cute when she's sleeping! I think, grinning. I activate my disguise again, as I will need the security cards that come with it.

I walk out of the room and swipe one of my security cards to gain access to the rooms leading up to the cockpit.

After a while I reach the cockpit door. I take a deep breath and swipe my card. ACCESS DENIED. C'mon! I'm meant to be the President's security guard! I gotta have cockpit access! I sigh before short-circuiting my disguise once again.

I pull out my laser knuckle grip and push it forwards sending 300 volts of electricity crashing into the titanium door. It buckles and falls with a crash, but not before one of the pilots activates the emergency security alarm.

'Fucking hell.' I curse. This is exactly what I needed.

I put my knuckle grip away and take out my trusty and beloved gum gun. I shoot a barrage of the stick, pink, double salt licorice stuff at the hole where the door once was, completely blocking it from access. I glare at the pilots before speaking in a growl.

'You are going to land this plane.' I command, pulling out my pistol. It's not an actual pistol, it's a stun pistol but they didn't need to know that. The pilot makes eye-contact with his co-pilot and I could've sworn I saw her nod. He steps protectively in front of her, blocking her from my view, and I scoff.

'Land the plane, chivalry ain't getti-' I'm cut off as a scream of pain escapes from my lips. That co-pilot wasn't hiding, she was loading a fucking gun. I grit my teeth before shooting them both in the head -no, they're not dead. I'ms till not a big fan of murder. They're knocked unconscious.

I look at the gunshot wound in my left arm and curse in pain. I'll get medical shit done later, I gotta focus on the plan. Also, why the hell is it always my left arm? I ask myself, before taking off my purple hoodie and tying it around the injury.

I lose my balance as the plane shudders violently. AUTOPILOT DISENGAGED. The speaker system tells me.

'That's just bloody perfect.' I snarl at no-one in particular.