Scar pt.3

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"Thirteen thousand explosives." Falconice told him as they walked a small distance from the wall. "Thirteen thousand. Press this button and you'll get three million." She said, handing him the controller. Without hesitation he grabbed it and slammed a fist onto hit. She dragged him a few feet back, behind a rock, and covered her ears with her hands. He did so too, knowing that thirteen thousand explosives creating a boom will most likely KO his eardrums. He hunched down next to her and buried his face in the dirt. She looked at him funnily.

"What the fuck are you do-"

The explosion broke the rock in front of them. A shard smashed into Falconice's head and lodged itself in her forehead. He opened his mouth to warn her but closed it as dust got in it. He coughed and sputtered and when he looked up she was yanking the stone out of her head. He was a little surprised to see the wound immediately clean as soon as the shard was out. She caught his concerned look at snapped, "What? Let's go! I'm fine!" As if to prove her point she somersaulted to her feet over his head and ran the direction of the hole in the wall.

He followed her and was met with chaos. "Oh wow." He murmured, and nearly tripped over the duffel bag Falconice threw on the floor. He did a weird little hop over the bag and followed her, pushing his way past all the debris that littered the floor. A small smirk made its way onto his face. This was much easier than he expected. He felt eyes on him, piercing eyes and turned to follow the source and found a pair of blue ones staring back at him. It was from a girl, a young one, he judged to be about fifteen, sixteen, and she was in a glass prison. He shot her a small smirk and leant over to Falconice, who was stopping and scanning the clearing.

"So, our first person is Junkboy, right? Who are you going to look for? Or are we both looking for him together?" Hearing a guy come up behind him he drew a serrated knife from his chest pocket and spun and stabbed the person in his eye and drew another from his pocket and slit his throat, all with a grin on his face. This was fun. Falconice's lips curled into a smile as if it amused her and Scar tugged a bloody hand through his hair and rubbed his throat. Falconice danced over to a guard who tried to run and pulled a small Glock from her boot and shot him in the foot. He screamed and collapsed, clutching his foot. She leant over and grabbed his hair and tugged it painfully back. Scar walked over and wiped the knives on the sleeve of his jacket.

"Where are Junkboy and Loki?" Falconice snarled softly into the man's ear. He whimpered and pointed to a cell above the floor they were on, above the cell where the girl was. She looked up, narrowed her eyes briefly and nodded and shoved the guard down the stairs by his throat. His gun clattered out of his limp hand. Scar leapt over her to finish him off and she walked over to the girl who was in the cell. She glanced around and shot behind her, hearing the sound of a guy falling to the ground. It wasn't Scar, he could tell, because Scar didn't make that much noise. Sure enough, she turned around and an ugly man was falling to his knees and dying. Scar returned and she gave him a smile. "Help me up?" She asked sweetly, then stepped on his shoulders gracefully before he could say anything and leapt, grabbing onto the ledge above them, her muscles bunching. Scar grabbed onto her foot and she rolled her eyes. "If someone steps on my fingers right now I swear I'll fucking chop their fucking dick off." She muttered to herself and tensed up her leg and swung it, sending Scar catapulting into the ceiling above her. She used the momentum to flip herself over the railing and land on the designated floor in a crouch. Scar screamed and bellyflopped to the floor with a groan and got up slowly. "Find someone called Loki." She told him. He opened his mouth to say something but she added, "I'll double your payment," And he shut it and left. She scanned the cells and found a limp body and her senses tingles as she detected her friend. Sucking in her slim stomach she slipped between the cells behind Junkboy's cell, pressed her back against the wall and began pushing the cell with her feet. Wow this was hard.

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