I tried mentally preparing myself, I really did try. I wasn't sure if the twisting and turning exposed in my stomach was the fact that I hadn't eaten properly in who knows how the hell long or the fact that I'm head on with an extremely unnecessary rifle. On my own.
"Don't move" He instructs me
That wouldn't be a problem considering I had no fucking idea of how to get out of this mess. There's always a way, I need to find a loophole.
Angus seriously needed to sort his shit out.
I was situated in a very hard position, there were three guys blocking my escape from this upstairs abanded base. Each one witholding a gun, one pointed towards the door, one pointed at the window and at very last, the rifle pointed at me.
"Who the hell are you and what are you doing with a gun?" That's funny, I asked myself that often.
I kept my mouth shut. Until it was cracked open by a major blow to the face by his fat fist.
My bored facade faded quicker than you could say 'kill'.
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20 Minutes Ago...
"Get in there Kyle! Before I kill you myself" Angus orders one the minions, "Bobby go with him, do what you need" He dismisses them to a death trap, "Hunter, Chase get your ass in there as well"
"Are you mentally disturbed Angus? Sending them in like that is plain suicide and not to mention plain stupid, what do you expect them to do when they get in there? You need an actual plan!"
The odd 10 men immediately stopped packing in there handguns to watch me with wide eyes. Although Angus' were laced with rage, also the black eye that I managed to snake in during the fight.
"Shut the fuck up Blondie, I'm in charge of this mission. I have a special job for you" He smirks knowingly
Hunter remains silent, along with the rest of them. It's frustrating me, how he can be so calm whilst Angus deploys them into peril.
"Guys we need to do this now" Chase informs us, I can hear people talking around the corner.
I'm yanked towards Angus as he drags me along the empty sidewalk.
"You're coming with me"
"What the fuck are you doing Angus?" Hunter yells out
Angus doesn't respond as he proceeds with pulling my arm out of its socket, soon enough we've turned a corner.
"Get off me!" I thrash at him
My position doesn't help me, I can't turn properly to defend myself because if I did my arm would probably snap off.
"You want a plan! You are to get in this back door, fight your way through and get rid of anyone in your sight!"
"How am I supposed to do that? I need a distraction at the least" I oppose
His eyes lower across my body. Chuckling to himself.
"Let me put it this way Blondie, you either take them down, or I'll let them take you down" He finishes, leaving around the corner
"Fuck" I mumble to myself, head in my hands
I can do this, coaxing myself I check my gun, 12 bullets. Tucking it into my waistband, 'kill or be killed' I convince myself.
I shove the door open.
Suddenly I hear the faint music become less faint by the time I reach the end of the hallway. I smell the tobacco coming from the room on the left.
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