Alex Stone
Yesterday was weird. Those two girls who have us the weapons described something that happened with almost each of the girls basically. They'd said that it was the same person but this person can't have survived one of those exerts. Let alone all.
However the first 'death' was weird. I could have sworn I'd heard it before but I don't know where.
"Alex? You okay?" Lillian yawns from beside me and I roll onto my side to look at her.
"I'm fine. It's time to get up and kick some ass anyway." I say with a smile and tuck a stray piece of hair behind Lillians ear.
She nods and rolls out if the bed. I can't help but watch her as she stretched in only a bra and underwear. She noticed and stuck her tongue out at me.
"Come on. Like you said. It's time to go kick some ass. We need to save our daughter remember." She says as she pulls on a pair of her clothes.
Swiftly I leap from bed and get into my gear. Lillian walked over and helped with my bullet proof under shirt that hid and was unnoticeable under othet clothes. She stood closer than she needed to be as she tightened the straps. "Make sure you bring both our daughter and yourself home in one piece okay?" She whispers as she stops and looks up at me.
Giving her a quick peck on the lips I smile. "I promise." Lillian smiles and walks from the room as I put on a shirt and jacket as well as grabbing and sorting out the two weapons I chose.
My favourite being a gun that shoots small bullets. But when the bullet enters the body it injects small metal wires into the body before exiting while making a much larger hole to the one it entered with. In other words it's gonna cause some serious pain and damage to whoever is on the other end.
Walking downstairs we all gather in the lounge. Lillian sat staring at a laptop screen. On it was a map and flashing red light. She turns and looks at me directly for a second before looking around at the others.
"Alex your job is to save Mary-Anne and make sure she's safe before causing damage. The rest of you cause as much damage as you please but make sure you look out for Alex and keep and eye on Mary-Anne also. While you're at it kill Macy. Even if she's dead shoot her some more. Avenge the people she's killed and gotten killed. Also make sure you all come back alive."She says as she stands and pus a tracker on all of us. As she did 17 green lights turned up on the map. In the same spot, indicating that it's us.
"Now go kick some ass." She smirks wickedly. As I leave Lillian quickly jumps in front of me and kisses me deeply.
"For good luck." She whispers before walking back into the lounge and sitting down.
Burning with anger and love I walk outside and get into a car. Macy will pay and so will everyone who works with and for her.We stopped at the bottom of the hill that rises up to surround the barn. "Alex? Can you hear me?" Lillian speaks through my ear piece.
"Loud and clear." I replied as I readied my weapons with the others.
"Be careful. This place is heavily guarded. At the top of the Ridgeline surrounding the barn are patrolling guards as thick as dried concrete surrounded in a layer of diamonds then iron and steel. Plus another layer of dried concrete." Lillian days and a I can tell by the tone of her voice she wasn't kidding.
"So you want us to kill them without them knowing that their dead or being killed?" I ask and the others eyes widen.
"That's impossible Lillian. Even for us." Crystal hissed and I hear Lillian laughing hysterically.
"Oh hell no. I want to keep you guys alive so I want you to get up the ridge so while standing you can see the shoulders of the bad guys, then lay down on your stomachs." Lillian snorts through laughter.
"Alright then. You heard Lillian. Lets do as she says." I sigh and we all start jogging swiftly and silently up towards the top of the ridge.
We stop when we can see the shoulders of the patrolling bad guys and lay down. Lillian wasn't joking. They're two rows thick and walking back to back with heavy duty weapons. "Now what." I hiss quietly and we all wait for an answer yet none comes.
I'm about to speak again when the sound of multiple helicopters gets closer. "Don't panic. It's just civilian helicopters." We all hear one of the patrolling soldiers say and we all hold back a laugh.
Looking up at the sky 4 helicopters come into veiw and fly over. As soon as they fly over the ridge they start shooting. Seconds later the patrolling soldiers are rolling dead down the banks. "That's what happens. Now hurry up before more replace them. Be careful." Lillian says and quickly we get up and race over the ridge and down the other side towards the barn.
More soldiers were racing in every direction while some shot at the retreating helicopters. "Thanks darling." I say and Lillian chuckles.
The others all cover me and bring down the soldiers as I crash into the barn.
Imediantly I'm met with guards. Swinging my gun I manage to crack open one of their skulls before ducking and shooting another three in their legs. All falling and crying out in immense pain. I spot Lillian huddling shakily in a corner and hurry over.
She jumps away and clings to a phoenix toy tightly. "Mary-Anne it's okay. Your mother told me everything. I know the truth." I say quietly.
Mary-Anne is quite for a second before running over. "Daddy." She leaps into my arms crying and I hold her close.
"Daddy? Your the brats father? I thought she was adopted." A female wit a french accent hissed and I put Mary-Anne down before turning. Standing there guns in hand was a pretty french woman who I just know is Macy.
"Oh she's mine alright." I snarl and Macy goes slightly pale.
Slowly I take hold of Mary-Annes hand before smirking darkly. "You Macy have done something very deadly. You've messed with the wrong people, the wrong friends, the wrong family, the wrong in general. Say goodbye Frenchy."
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