Falling Pieces

Train

"Okay, the train will pass from right there' Peter pointed below them on a train track. They were standing on a low lying cliff. It was covered in snow. "equipment working?" "yes" replied boom and the sound of a train's horn was heard. 

"Its showtime boys.....and girl," Peter said pointed towards Mikayla. 

"We don't need any heroes, you guys hold the goons off and I get in the control room and divert the train's path, And we stop the drugs," Peter said loudly over the wind noise

"1 2 -- and 3," and they pressed a button on their grappler and it attached itself to the cliff. 

The train passed from below them and they jumped down, cutting the rope at a desirable altitude thus free falling and landing on the roof. The high-speed wind felt like a thousand needles against his face. He turned around to see all of them had landed as well. Boom nodded at him and started cautiously walk the other way. After a while, he stopped, knelt, jumped down and grabbed a small railing. He busted the window and jumped in and there was a guard with his gun pointed at him.

"Woah Woah man calm down," He said, he quickly drew his gun and shot the guard hitting him in the chest making him fall. 

"Be my eyes 'flower'. Marcus the nickname is still not catching on man."

"Give it time dude. Alright go...straight". Peter followed the directions and ran forwards reaching a thick metal door. "alright open this door." "done" Marcus.

It was a massive control room with hundreds of monitor up on the wall. He took a step forward and BAM! he was slammed in the head with something solid. He stumbled forwards falling into a table. 

A person was wearing a lab coat stood there, He was pale, bald and rather skinny. "WHO ARE YOU?!?!" his hands trembled as he held a gun pointed towards Peter holding a metal pipe in the other hand. 

Peter flipped the table making a sort of cover for himself. The person shot twice before running towards it and kicking it but nothing or no one was behind it. He twisted to look for him but he didn't see anything. He walked around the gun held out his hands still trembling. Peter sat beside a small console but he couldn't sit there for long. He took off his jacket. He was wearing a bodysuit below it with some armour. The person saw him and shot. He ducked out of sight again. Sliding out he kicked the gun out of the person's hand. The person glanced at the gun but ran towards Peter jabbing at him. He received a blow to the face. Grabbing his nose, Peter also threw a punch missing and receiving a blow to the stomach. The person slammed the pipe at his armour leaving a dent. He stumbled back a little panting but the person attacked again and put him in a headlock. Peter tried fighting it but he couldn't. A realization hit him. He reached his shin, slid a small dagger out and with all the power he had left stabbed the person in the knee. "GAH!!!!" he let out leaving the hold of peter. Peter hit the floor. He grabbed the pipe twisted and slammed the person's knee making him fall back. Peter pulled out the knife from the person's knee and stabbed him in the eye. 

He gasped for breath before he fell and lay with a glassy look in his eyes. Peter threw the knife away and laid on the ground. "Flower to Jones come in" he heard in the earpiece

"I'm here," Peter said panting"alright finish the job man...over" He sighed and got up grabbing his stomach and walked over to the massive surveillance screens. There was a mirror and he looked at himself. His hair now more ruffled than ever, his armour with holes and some blood dripping down his face. He wiped it quickly and looked around at the screen. He searched for a while before seeing Mummy talking to someone. He clicked on the enable audio button. He was greeted by a peal of shrill laughter.