Impure

11 - Break In - Max

They woke up to the sound of a gunshot. Max checked to see if Chloe and Freak were okay, and they were. "Stay down," Max told Chloe. She listened without argument.
He looked out of the hole in the door and saw a body laying down only metres away, "Somebody was shot. I'm not sure if it's diseased or human." Max told Chloe, "We'll check later." Chloe said. "Maybe we should break in, like you wanted to earlier." Max said, "You know, steal some supplies and whatever. Maybe figure out what's going on." He continued. Chloe sat there unsure for a while before replying. "Okay, we will soon, we just need to wait for that guy with the gun who shot him" she said, referring to the body outside, "to leave." Max nodded, "I'll keep an eye on him. I've got some food in my bag, prepare some breakfast." He said. Chloe did so.
He watched through through the hole for about ten minutes and the guard wasn't leaving, "Maybe he expects more of them. I don't know." Chloe suggested. "Hmm, maybe they know something." Max said. "Of course they do." Chloe said. "We'll find out about it soon too." Max said.
Chloe offered Max his breakfast. Just some bread with butter, still enough to get Max through almost anything. "Thanks." He said turning away from the hole, starting to eat his bread. "So what happened to your arm?" Chloe asked. "It broke." Max responded with a mouthful of food. "You don't say," Chloe responded sarcastically.
He finished his bread and turned back to look through the hole. "He's gone!" Max said excitedly. "Quick we should get going before he comes back," Chloe said. They opened the door and ordered Freak to stay. They walked through and over to the body. "Diseased." Max said. "Yeah, or really bad smelling guy." Chloe added.
They moved along the wall quietly without gaining any attention from any guards. "Good so far," Chloe whispered. They found a small gap in the wall that they would be able to fit through so they climbed through.
They were hidden behind a two story house, they entered through the back door slowly and scouted it. The bottom floor was completely empty and so was the top. "Should we find supplies?" Chloe asked. "Not yet," Max said.
"Not ever!" They heard a voice say, "Get down on your knees now!" He yelled, pointing a shotgun at them. Max did so with his arms by his side, Chloe followed. Max found a knife in his pocket that he was unaware that he had. He didn't show the look of surprise on his face in case he gave anything away. "Stay!" The man said angrily. As the man walked over towards what looked like a radio, Max removed the knife from his pocket and threw it at the men, hitting him in the back, killing him. "Charming." Chloe said sarcastically.
Another man, much younger, came running down the stairs yelling, "You killed me father." When the man got the bottom of the stairs, Max shoulder charge him into the wall, knocking him unconscious and dropping his body to the floor. "Quick, follow me." Max said.
They run into the kitchen and find a fire extinguisher. "Hold this," Max said, handing Chloe the fire extinguisher and running into another room. He came back in with a half full petrol can. "What are you doing?" Chloe asked as he took back the fire extinguisher. "Hopefully, saving our lives." He responded.
He started to let all the foam from the fire extinguisher out. Once it was all out he removed the cap and started to poor petrol inside it. Once it was full he screwed the cap back on as tight as he could. "Find me some matches." Max said to Chloe as he heard a knock at the door, "Is everything okay in there Harrison? We heard you yelling." Max swore under his breath. "Here." Chloe said, handing Max the matches. "Get some guards," Max heard the people outside yell. "Guards! Guards! Diseased! Intruders!" The person yelled. Max planted the extinguisher back where he found it and poured the rest of the petrol on the carpet. He used one of the matches to light it up. Then he heard the guards break through the door.
"Show yourself!" They yelled before noticing the fire. Max counted them on the spot, "Five!" He yelled before turning around and running after Chloe who had already started running. They ran down the hall and jump out the window at the end, landing in an alleyway. Max looked back and saw three guards running after him. "Yes! Two are going to die!" Max said, starting to run down the alley, away from the street.
BOOM! Max heard, and felt, as the house blew up behind him. He looked back and saw only two of the guards manage to get through the window. "Maybe three." He corrected himself.
They turned a corner and ran to the nearest house. Most of the houses were empty because everybody had gone to see the remains of the explosion. Chloe went to lock the front door but Max stopped her. "No. Locking it will give us away. Hide and wait until the guards move away and we'll find away to the supplies." Max said. "Okay, whatever you say boss." Chloe co-operated, speaking sarcastically.
"Chloe McDonald! Chloe!" They heard the voice speak, "He has a microphone," Max said, he didn't know what was going on as Chloe started to freak out. "That's my dad!" Chloe yelled running to the front door and opening it. Max followed.
They stared out at the street. Chloe's dad was nowhere in sight but a man with a microphone was, "That's not your dad," Max said, backing up into the house and pulling Chloe in with him. Guards started firing but none hit Max. He slammed the door and told Chloe to follow but she didn't listen. He looked at what she was looking at. A bullet wound in her left shoulder. "It hurts." Chloe said, "But I'll survive." She followed Max up the stairs.