Name: Cheri Benson
Nickname: N/A
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Ethnic: African American
Skin Color: Dark Skinned
Hair Style: Long, black hair
Gazz woke up an unknown time later, in what looked like Cheri's apartment, his chest wasn't throbbing; she must have given him something for the pain. He raised his head off of the pillow it was placed on and could see his chest was fine, except where a scar would most likely form.
Cheri said, "Thank God, you're awake…You stupid fuck, you had to know the cops were watching me."
Gazz sat up and rubbed his hand over where the bullet hole had been on his back. He could feel the stitches but it didn't hurt whatever she had given him, sure made him feel good. He grinned, "I missed you; I had to see you."
Cheri walked over and grabbed his hand to check his heart rate said, "Sure, you haven't seen me since that whole cop murder and now you're just dying to see me, be honest you just wanted help."
Gazz chuckled, "I was sort of dying to see you."
Cheri gave him a light tap across the shoulder, "Don't act so fucking cool about it you could have died right before my eyes."
Gazz said, "I knew my sortie would save me, can I get a beer or some shit."
Cheri nodded and headed to the kitchen, as she grabbed a beer from the fridge, and looked out the window said, "Fuck, more cops, I thought they'd take longer."
Gazz said, "Shit," He stood up, "I need to get out of here."
Cheri said, "No way in your condition you can out run the police. Isn't like I have any epinephrine."
Gazz said, "So am I supposed to let them fucking take me?"
Cheri said, "Hell no, look, my neighbor down the hall is a meth head, if you got yourself jacked up on his product it would be like and epinephrine shot, you could out run an army."
Gazz grabbing his gun that was lying next to him said, "Fine but I don't fucking like it, you know I don't do that hard shit."
Cheri watching the cops enter the building said, "Ya, but you don't have a choice if you don't want to end up in the pen."
Gazz said, "I know." He was out her door stepping over the dead bodies of the cops he had laid out earlier; the pigs were slow to get here, even for the middle of the hood they had been extremely slow; some serious shit must be going on in the rest of the city.
Gazz kicked in Cheri's neighbor's door open and sure enough the guy was in the process of getting high. Bang, probably one of the easiest killings in his life the guy hadn't even flinched at the gun, acted like it was nothing and now he was bleeding all over his sofa.
He quickly jacked himself up, first time he'd used shit this hard and hopefully it'd be the last. A cop entered the junkie's apartment, guess he shouldn't have fired his gun but it was done and a couple of cops, he could easily handle. He raised his gun and blasted, as he bolted into the next room as several bullets barely missed him before landing in the wall. The fire from Gazz's gun was just to get him somewhere he could make the fight his own. He slammed the bedroom door behind him, and locked it shut. He smashed the window open and quickly scurried out. It may have taken the pigs awhile to get here but he could see why, a half dozen cops cars and a chopper in the sky, and all because he had now laid out several pigs who in all honesty had it coming. All cops where the same, criminals with a badge and they were usually far worse than normal criminals.
Gazz stepped out onto the fire escape and ran upwards to the roof, as he reached the roof he could see the two cops running up the fire escape after him. He sprayed a couple of rounds their way hitting one of them in the shin which caused him to fall forwards and with a loud thumb shatter his chin as it banged against the metal fire escape.
Gazz sprinted across the rooftop with the Choppers light following him with ever bound of his feet. He shouldn't be able to run this fast, that meth shit was some good produce, his heart was beating so fast, he should be in some form of pain from having to do so much exertion of running from over a dozen pigs a chopper but he wasn't.
He leaped over the 5 foot gap between two buildings, and as Gazz hit the roof of the building he rolled forwards, and used his hands to push himself forwards and began to run across the roof. The cops on his ass halted at the gap and fired at him as he quickly made his way to the fire escape of the building and with bullets going all around him from the two cops on the roof managed to run down it to get street level.
Three cops met him as he hit the ground of the alley; their guns were raised at him. Gazz quickly dove behind a garbage can as they opened fire on him. After murdering at least three cops, he knew there was going to be no prison for him, their orders were clear kill him, make him pay for his justifiable murders. Out of all the killings he had done, the cop ones probably had the best reason to it. One was to save Daniel and the other two was to keep himself from getting thrown into the bay with a bullet in his head.
Gazz leaned around the trashcan and fired a couple rounds, bringing one cop to the ground by sending a bullet tearing through his eye leaving a nasty bloody hole that gushed blood.
The cop's bullets hit the can which caused them ricochet everywhere, his gun clicked empty; he was fucked now, if he didn't get a new gun. Gazz leaped from cover and tackled one of the cops and quickly began to grapple with the man for his gun as long as he was close enough to the cop and they continued to roll back and fourth across the ally, he knew the other one wouldn't shoot.
He pulled the gun away from the cop slammed his elbow into his head knocking him out and twisted his own body into firing position and unloaded three rounds into the chest and stomach of the third cop who let a round off that flew harmlessly by Gazz's left leg
Gazz was quick to his feet and made his way out of the alley. Two more cops were waiting for him by their cop car, but he was ready; Gazz fired several rounds killing one of the cops with a shot that pierced his vest and punctured his lung. Gazz continued to unload as he dodged speeding cars as he traveled across the street and rushed down into the subway system. He turned a corner and pressed himself against the wall. As he heard several footsteps approaching, he peeped around the corner and seeing it was two more cops opened fire at near point blank range, they had to be no more than two feet apart. Brain matter sprayed across Gazz's face as one cop went down dead, while the other lay on the ground wounded moaning in agony. Gazz walked over to the pig and said, "Stop your bitching bacon." Bang two bullets into the head of the cop, he could hear more coming so he bolted down the hall, jumped the turnstile and got onto the subway that was headed to Bohan.
He sat down and caught his breath as the train began to move, he knew they'd be swarming the Bohan station when the train there but he had a plan, reckless as it was he was still high and had so much energy he felt sort of indestructible.
He went to the last car, and as they entered the bridge, smashed the window of the door open, and opened the door, he then rolled out. His shoulder took the majority of the pain but he remained pretty unscathed otherwise. He walked along the bridge for awhile and then climbed onto the railing. He looked down at the cool blue water and dived in. He then began his swim to Bohan.
Meanwhile when the train stopped in the Bohan station, Noose and over a dozen cops swarmed it, nothing was found but a couple of high passengers, and a few homeless people. It appeared a major cop killer had slipped through their fingers.
Author's Notes: Hoped you like the chapter, if you have any comments feel free to leave them. I'm not exactly sure how much action the next chapter will have or what I'm going to do with it. For now stay tuned for the next chapter
