Chapter 29

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We find ourselves near a huge building,right in the middle of the busy street.People walk here and there,busy in their tasks as they move onto the routine's work.Our jeeps line up at the side path as we all get off and head to different directions to clear the building and area.It's almost two in the afternoon as I rush to get the streets cleared.

Jones runs along into the building with the other officers to get it cleared,until I see Mike in between.That was very strange concerning the fact that he wasn't there before.I quickly shrug the thought away.Maybe I was imagining things.People become worried as the police clear the way.Children clutching their parents' hands run off to different directions as we make our way.
"Quickly...everyone clear the area," I yell towards them as they rush by in a hurdle.
I help an old lady cross the street,taking her to a secured area when suddenly a blast goes off at the roof of the large building.I cover my ears and drop sideways.

People scream everywhere as panic occurs while the officers make everyone go to safety and line up the area as they go inside the building,in troops to see the situation.There are screams,horns of the jammed traffic aside,people running everywhere.The sign of horror in everyone's eyes.

The gypsies launched an attack before time?

I help the women and children out of the place as they cry and hold onto one another,confused at what's happening.The building had already been secured by the Los Angeles officers,then how come the gypsies got in?

I load my gun and with a few officers behind,get inside the building only to find an immediate attack from them,covered in torn clothes,with rough faces and different sorts of weapons.
"Come on,we need to search for wounded people!," Grace yells.
I see a huge number of the gypsies already battling the officers that got here before me.One of them fires in my direction as I quickly dodge it.I move sideways trying hard not to fall on the dead bodies of some officers of Los Angeles as well as ours.Gypsies however,lie dead in a large number.

The toothless gypsy fires again,this time not at me but at Grace.She quickly dodges and fires back at him,making him limp.Bob,Mathew and Herald fight off the other gypsies meanwhile I hold them back too.Another of the gypsies launches at me,his dagger out as I block it and kick him in his groin,only failing as he jams my head onto a wall nearby,holding me by my hair.

Blood curls down from the side of my lips as he grips me hard.I try to unhold his grasp and kick him again sideways,hitting him hard in his stomach this time.He yelps and moves back.I find the opportunity and punch him in the face.He falls back groaning as blood curls down from his nose.
"Pity such hopeless creatures y'are," he says smirking,despite the pain.
I pick my gun from the floor and hold it at him.
"Maybe you would have to discover more,from somewhere else," I say sternly as I hold it against him and handcuff him,handing to the other officers to take him away.
Many more come out of nowhere as I fight and struggle through.Grace has a bruise and looks worn out.
"SUSAN!! LOOK OUT!," she yells.

I look back to see one of the gypsies,quite muscular,hit me with a steel bar.I gasp and fall flat on the ground,stunned as I cough up some blood and feel the tingness of pain as if my heart just popped out.He smirks as he nears and holds the bar in his hand.
"What is it up with you people? Tryin' to be smart?..Well,I gotta tell ya,that ain't gonna happen," he says and is about to blow at me again when quick as lightening I grab a chair and block his bar.
The chair breaks in two only.I get sideways and grab my gun.He notices it and grabs me by my wrist,jerking me to the wall.I hit it with full speed and gasp,choking.

My whole body hurts as the burning sensation rises behind my back,only to feel blood escaping down.I try to recover but he grabs me by my neck and holds me straight up.I kick and jolt trying to free his grasp from my neck.He only presses it harder and makes me choke.I twitch him sideways,taking a clean shot,elbowing him in the chest,as hard as I can.

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