Cynophobia

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We all stepped into the garage. Liam's older brothers were put in a jeep, both of the drivers were armed with guns. They had powerful bombs strapped underneath their shirts. The rest of the guards were Crashers armed with weapons designed to hurt the Cynoids.

I had my electric pole on my side. I rode in Vincent's jeep. Ray was in the back speaking to another Crasher. The other Crasher looked a little uneasy. He was about twenty and looked like he knew them. It would be odd, having to kill someone who's side you fought by many times.

We came up through the forest floor. When we were out, Ash recovered the trap door and went back inside. We started driving out to the city, the city by the bluffs we were attacked by.

I looked to Vincent, he was wearing his sunglasses again. It made him look more intimidating when I couldn't see his eyes. At his side I noticed something. He had a katana strapped to his side, but not just any katana. It was the same brand of katana my grandparents made in Japan, Ginkaze. It had a battery slightly bigger than mine on the blade, it packed more watts.

Vincent smirked when he saw me examining the sword. "I had Ash make one for me too. We raided an old Japanese shop about a week ago."

"I love that brand, its the ones my grandparents make," I said.

"No kidding?" he asked. "So you really are Japanese."

"Well I was born and raised in America, but they came to visit sometimes," I said. Sometimes they brought me gifts, like Rags. Even though Rags quality wasn't as good as the detail and strength of the swords, I enjoyed him.

The jeeps had to go around the forest that we took to get to the base. They couldn't weave through the trees like we do. I could see the cities large buildings in the distance.

"Do grenades even work on them?" I whispered.

"If they're strong enough. Ash messed with them a little, they're also emps. It shuts them down on blast," Ray said from the back.

We drove to the outskirts of the city. James and another guard hauled the two brothers out of the jeep, slicing their rope bindings. Vincent said if it looked like they were imprisoned, the Robarks wouldn't go for them. They were bloody and bruised from the beatings they received.

"You two have five seconds to run before we shoot the gun. If you run any other way except the city, I will break your legs," James threatened dragging them far away enough so the explosion wouldn't hit us.

The jeep next to us had the detonation box. They were waiting for James' orders to blow them up.

"Run!" James snapped. The two brothers got off their knees and started running into the city.  James got back into the jeep, all of the jeeps went into reverse and backed up. James took his pistol and started shooting into the sky to alert the nearby Cynoids.

We swiveled backwards so we could get away in time. I watched as they ran into the concrete jungle. I tried not to look away, I know Ray was struggling to watch. The other Crasher had his eyes glued to the floor.

A minute later, the Cynoids were on them. There were three of them. Two were German shepherd Cynoids and the third was a Great Dane. James waited a few seconds, their screams echoed through the city as their limbs were torn from their bodies. "Alright, end their misery."

The team next to us detonated it, the bombs exploded. Thunder echoed through the city and all the way into the woods behind us. The building next to them was destroyed, ruble and debris covered the mangled Cynoids and the bodies of the brothers.