Chapter 2: Things that go wrong.
Marcus POV:
In the yacht it was like a hall way that had doors on the walls that led to different rooms. I had no idea which room Hunter was in. By the look of the yacht from the outside I assumed that Hunter would be in the room at the highest point of the boat, which was about three floors. One of the doors opened so I hide in the closest room I could get the room was empty, my plan was to just neutralize anyone in the room but this was much easier. I went to the door a looked out the peephole and saw six men that had come out. They must have heard something because they slowly walked this way with guns aimed. I quickly looked around me and I saw that there was a vent that I could crawl through in the corner closest to the outer wall. I ran to it a pushed the vent up so that I could climb in. I managed to close the vent just as the six men walked in with guns. I would have to remember these people if I plan to get out of here alive. I crawled through the vents until I hit an end point where the vent shot straight up. I took this as a good way to get to the top floor and climbed to the top. When I reached the top there was a section that cut off it three directions. I picked the one straight ahead, as I crawled I saw a vent that I could get out off that would leave me in one of the hallways in the top floor, I knew that Hunter was close now. I closed my eyes for a couple of seconds and when I opened them the world seemed to be in a blue shade a perfect gold trail led me down the hallway and to the right (this is called eagle vision, this basically makes it so that you can find out where anyone is by literally lighting up the trail or by marking him/her so that you can find him/her). I ran up the hallway and to the right where I immediately ran into two men with guns. I punched the man in front of me which caused him to grab at his throat where I then kicked his knee inward causing it to shatter which gave me time to use him as a human shield when the other man tried to shoot me but just succeeded in shooting the other man. I pushed the dead man aside and ran to the other guy, the man raised his fist to hit me but I blocked his arm with my forearm and head butted him. This caused him to recoil back where I jumped up and missile kicked him sending him 5 feet backward. I quickly got up with the blood from the man's broken nose on my forehead. The man got up and ran like a mad man. Right as he got to me I side stepped, grabbed the back of his head and kicked his shins which smashed his face onto the floor, all the while caving his face in and creating a pool of blood and bone which covered the area of about 2 feet. By then more men were coming so I quickly ran down the hallway using my eagle vision which led me to a doorway that was made of bronze. I opened the door and casually walked in. When I walked in to the room I saw that someone was sleeping in the bed with the confuter covering their body. I locked the door behind me and proceeded to the side of the bed. I didn't know for sure if this was Hunter under the confuter so when I got close enough I pulled the covers off of the person. Hunter was not there, but a manikin was there curled up to look like someone was sleeping, he had known I was going to be here. The next thing I know there is a searing pain in the back of my head and everything goes black. I wake up and all around me there is an inferno. Hunter must have set the yacht on fire after I was knocked unconscious. I looked for a window but found nothing so I did the next best thing and ran through the door. The hallway didn't fare any better then the room I just ran out of, the walls were starting to crumble now and my path out of here was slowly closing. I ran down the hallway as fast as can vaulting and jumping over burning obstacles as they fell in front and around me, weaving in and out of different hallways before I found my opening. There at the end of this last hallway was a window but I didn't have much time to get to it because the ceiling right in front of it was about to collapse. I ran hard towards the window a broke my way through just as the ceiling collapsed cutting my calf as I fell 30 feet. When I made contact with the ground I shoulder rolled to lesson the force of the impact but my leg felt like someone had tried to put it through a wood chipper. Blood was starting to pour out of the wound now and the end of the ship was about 60 feet away. I tried to run but just ended limping at a jogging pace. When I got to the edge I could feel the flames tingle on my skin so I just fell off the edge and into the water. I struggled to get to the surface my leg both bleeding and throbbing. I reached the docks, beaten, bloody, and with my clothes torn and singed and pulled myself up to lay myself on the docks. I got one good look at the inferno that consumed the yacht before blacking out again.