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What is it with people and trying me?

I groan as I slam into the metal wall again. I reach over my shoulder to grab his head and smash it against the wall in front of me. He yells in pain before stumbling backwards and yanking my hair. I swing my leg round and kick him straight in the face causing him to yell in pain.

He lunges at me but I duck with perfect timing as he falls over his own foot.

A for effort.

In my bent down position I lift him over my shoulder, surprised at my own strength, before hurling him backwards into the wall behind me. I turn as he groans and see him lying in a heap on the floor.

"You fucking bitch." he groans, holding his head.

The elevator pings and I use all my strength to chuck him out of it onto the floor of the reception area.

The doors close again and I relax my back against the wall, looking at the blood dripping from the area where I smashed his head.

A new feeling floods my body.

A feeling of power and control, it fills me to the brim with confidence and I can feel my body tingle.

When you try to come for me I keep on flourishing.

It's a feeling I can't fight and I don't want to.

The elevator pings again and I prepare myself to walk out of the doors.

As soon as I enter the underground area I'm shocked. There are lines and lines and lines of guards in black uniforms holding guns and weapons while some are still storming around gathering things. At the front of this underground chamber is a man speaking into a microphone but I don't have the patience to listen to his words.

I sneakily make my way down from the heightened area where the lift is and head to hide behind stacks of crates. I peek my head out from above them and watch the activity but something catches my eye.

The box under my nose is full of guns and ammo.

How convenient.

I slip one gun into my jacket pocket and a whole load of ammo into my opposite pocket. There we go.

A shaft of light lands on me and I see the elevator doors open and Yoongi walks out with Namjoon.

Hold up.

What are they doing here?

Oh no.

They probably figured out I'm here and have come to find me. That body thrown on the ground floor was probably a hint.

Oops.

I analyse the space between us and how quickly it will take for them to move over here. It's the most obvious area so I would assume they would go straight for it.

I measure the time and distance it would take to get to the boxes at the front of the lines.

If I run fast, only a matter of seconds.

But I need to ensure I won't be seen which requires hiding.

About 45 seconds.

I can get to the first hiding spot before they get here.

I quickly, but quietly, scurry to the closest pile of boxes before rolling to the next. I take a peek at where Namjoon and Yoongi are now, exactly as I predicted; they're in my last hiding place.

To my minor worry it appears that they themselves are taking a gun each and ammo from the boxes.

Are they prepared to shoot me?

Close to my ear I hear chatter and look up to see guards walking down the gap between the boxes.

Oh shit.

I can either have them see me or have Namjoon and Yoongi see me.

I take that back.

I can either have them see me or go visit Namjoon and Yoongi who are already looking at me.

"Ari! What the fuck are you doing?!" whispers Yoongi and slam my finger over my mouth to tell him to shut up before rolling over into the spot where the passing guards can't see me.

"Get here right now, we're taking you back up." I shake my head at Namjoon's order.

"No, I'm sorting this shit out." I whisper back.

"I'll have to fucking shoot you if you don't get here right now." Yoongi practically loses his shit with me,

I look behind me, the guards are now gone. I'm in a safe position to make it to the front. "Then shoot me."

And with that I run.

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