Chronicles of the Unknowns: Division

Chapter 10

The soldiers nearby were watching us. None of them looked as suspicious as the commander and they all seemed curious as to what was happening.

"I can see why you wouldn't want a gun in my hands, sir," I said.

He looked surprised.

"I've already downed a giant Unknown with my bare hands. Who knows what kind of damage I'd do if I had an actual gun in my hands. Right?"

"So help me god," he whispered under his breath as he unclipped his assault rifle and handed it to me.

It'd been a while since I'd held a gun this big, but I managed. I walked over the Number 276. I wished I knew his name. I didn't like calling him as number.

I aimed the rifle right at his head. Taking a deep breath, I counted to three in my head. I hoped that Jason was close enough to realize what was going on and that he could communicate with the others. With a swift turn on my heels I made a 180 and fired rounds of shots into the crowd that had gathered around me.

Bodies hit the ground in piles. I could sense their life forces draining out of them. I dropped to a knee and took aim again. I knew the magazine wouldn't last forever. The commander was shouting orders to his soldiers.

"We've been infiltrated! I repeat! We. Have. Been. Infiltrated! Use your guns and kill this motherfucker before he kills us! That's an order!" he yelled.

I had the commander's gun in my hands. There was nothing he could do except hope that his soldiers protected him.

Bullets hit my body in plenty of rounds. It stung, but it wasn't too bad. Some of them went through my body while others became lodged inside of me. My powers quickly expelled any foreign objects and fixed up any damage that might have been cause.

There was a mixture of awe and fear in the soldier's faces. I never made any attempt to dodge their attacks. I simply stood there and took it and let my powers do that talking.

"It's going to take much more than that to kill me," I taunted.

Preparing for the ensuring fight, I took a deep breath. As long as the attention was on me, then the others should be able to navigate unnoticed. I had a feeling Delaney had found Ricky and if so, she needed to be able to get him out of here unscathed.

I was debating on whether to keep shooting or to charge into the crowd when I heard a grinding sound. Each soldier was pulling on their triggers, but nothing was happening. It sounded like their guns had locked up. Their weapons were yanked from their hands by an unseen force and then turned against them.

The soldiers eyes widened even further. My gun was still trained on the commander. His eyes locked with mine and the contempt he felt was tangible. If looks could kill I'd be dead right now.

We've found him, Jason's voice rang in my head.

I gave a nod.

Are we going to let the humans live? I asked.

There was a slight pause before Jason gave me his answer. Every gun that he'd taken control of, emptied all of their rounds into the soldiers that previous had them. The only one left standing was the commander. Taking a hint, I aimed my gun at him again.

Leave him. Let him tell his story. The humans need to know - we Unknowns are fighting back, Jason said.

Instead I slung the gun over my back with the strap coming over my chest. When I reached the commander, I gave him a nudge. He'd be sticking with us until we figured out what we were going to do next. The last thing we needed was for him to hit some emergency signal.