AN: Boom. Another Chapter.
Chapter Four
The night air was cold. The altitude made it colder. The wind that Jason felt as he plummeted through the sky made it even worse. Adrenaline warmed him up though. Jumping from an airplane with no parachute would get a rush to the system though. The air above, below, and around Jason was filled with falling debris and bad guys.
The black suits helped the Morningstar criminals blend into the night sky, luckily, they all had the hideous red accents on their clothing, and enough ambient light to help them stand out. They were all in free fall to get out of the airborne hazards that were falling out the back of the plane. Jason was able to hear Shaundi still screaming.
Jason worked out what he needed to do in nanoseconds thanks to his brain working on an overdrive of fight of flight instinct, or fight and flight as the case was. He was going to grab onto one of the Morningstar, kill him or her, remove the parachute, and then grab Shaundi from midair. The plan was iffy at best, but unless one of the two cops gained the ability to glide in the next few minutes, there were no other options.
Jason repositioned his body to a vertical freefall to minimize wind resistance and bombed head first to the nearest skydiving gunman. The man was looking toward the ground and around him to avoid any collisions, but he paid no attention to what was above him. The man grunted in surprise as Jason slammed into him from behind and wrapped his arms and legs around his victim to get a grip.
The two men began to tumble around as they began to fight one another off. Jason threw fist as the man beneath him threw elbows. The blows were limited in their effect because neither could get a solid hit. As much as either man wanted to hurt the other, they both wanted to hold onto the parachute more.
The Morningstar gunman reached into his jacket and pulled out a .357 Fletcher and started to aim behind him and fire blindly at Jason. Jason grabbed onto a belt of the parachute and stared to move his upper body to avoid getting shot. Two loud bangs came from the barrel of the weapon, but failed to hit their target. Jason let out a small breath as he realized he hadn't been hit.
The Saints boss grabbed the gun and wrist of the man he was riding and twisted it out of the man's hands. He repositioned the .357 to get a proper grip. Then due to his close range and positioning, Jason just stuck the gun to the back of the gunman's head and blew his brains out.
With no more resistance, Jason unclipped the bad guy. He didn't even bother to watch as he fell away to put on the lifesaving nylon device. Jason clipped in and once again went into a vertical freefall. Now that he had taken care of a bad guy in the parachute, he could go save Shaundi.
A quick look around and Jason was able to spot Shaundi. The problem was that she was in the middle of more falling debris. Cars, crates, and various bits and bobs threatened to slam into her as it all made its way to the surface of the earth. Jason glared at the whole situation.
He fell faster than every one of the Morningstar around him. He tracked in with blinding speed and precision as he guided his bod to towards the falling woman. Jason didn't have time to be gentle with it as a car got within 10 feet of her, so he just slammed into her and held on tight as he carried her out of the way of the mass of metal.
"OhmyGodohmyGodohmyGod." Shaundi kept muttering to herself. She lost the breath and lung capacity to scream and was now hyperventilating and having a panic attack as she fell to her death. Or was shot to death. Or crushed. Any way she was screwed, and not in the fun way. Her only hope at this juncture was a miracle.
"OhmyGodohmyGod." She kept saying.
Out of the air and dark streak came bolting at her and made a hard impact with her. Shaundi started to scream again. Hoping that the shrill voice would scare whatever had a hold of her. The speed that she was dropping at slowed immensely as a massive filed of cloth opened above her.
"Ha Ha. I got ya'." Came a voice she recognized.
Shaundi looked up and saw the voice of the Boss. He had a victorious smile on his face while holding her bridal style. He knew that he had done something equal parts impossible and crazy. The shit eating grin on his face was because he was so damn pleased with himself.
"How you doin'?" Jason asked.
"I don't…I can't…I just…" Shaundi couldn't form a coherent sentence. She did the only thing that made sense to her. She kissed him.
Jason's mind short circuited. He expected a 'thank you' for his actions, but this was waaaaay better. Sure, the image of him locking lips with Shaundi had passed through his head several times in the course of the day that he had met her, but he didn't think that he would have gotten to do that this quick. Shaundi stopped and moved her head away to breath. Jason looked at her. She looked back at him. Despite the mayhem around them, Jason couldn't bring himself to focus on anything but her.
"BOSS! You saved me." Shaundi said exasperatedly.
"Well…yeah. What was I…" Jason started but was cut off by a crackle of gunfire. Holes started to appear in the canopy over them.
"Oh fuck me." Shaundi said.
Jason briefly thought about how fun that could have been, but then decided to start figuring how to solve their current problem of being shot at. "I've got an idea." He started, "But you're not gonna like it."
"What do you mean? What are you doing?" Shaundi asked now scared.
"Just remember that I caught you the first time." Jason said, and then unceremonially dropped her.
"ASSHOOooole." Shaundi yelled as her voice faded away.
Jason reached into his cargo pocket and grabbed a fresh magazine for the .357 Fletcher. He then reached up and unclipped the main canopy from the harness. Once again, Jason was in free fall. He rolled over on his back to look up and see the people shooting at him. Indeed, there were more Morningstar thugs still trying to kill him. Jason aimed his pistol at the criminals and started to fire.
Shooting a moving target while moving was difficult for Jason, even with his experience as a marksman. He had to dump most of a magazine just to hit the largest target. The man stopped shooting at him though, so the Boss assumed that he killed him. He then tilted his body to move through the air in order to get a better position on the other guys shooting at him.
Two guys in a tandem parachute fell slightly quicker than the rest, due to their increased mass. One held an SMG while the other maneuvered them into a good shooting position. Jason took a moment to admire the setup. It gave them greater firepower, because one guy had two arms to use the weapon and aim, and the other guy just had to focus on not crashing into the ground.
The Boss reloaded again and started to shoot at the greatest threat. The tandem duo shot back and Jason had to roll out of the way in midair to avoid getting shot. He grabbed onto a nearby sports car vehicle falling near and took cover behind it. Jason emptied the rest of the magazine and managed to kill the shooter/skydiver team. He let out a sigh as he reloaded once more and started to engage the other Morningstar that started to catch up.
The remaining skydivers panicked and started to pull their parachute cords as they cleared out of the debris. Satisfied that he was safe for now, the Boss rolled over and started to diver vertically towards Shaundi. She was only a few dozen feet away so she was far easier to catch the second time. Free from distractions, he was able to swoop in like a superhero and grab her.
Shaundi slapped him.
Jason starred for a second shocked. "What was that for?" he asked.
"That was for dropping me you asshole." Shaundi said. She then kissed him again. "And that was for catching me again."
Jason was now thoroughly confused. Was Shaundi ecstatic or pissed off? Was she attracted to him or did she hate his guts. Frequently, women confused the poor man.
Shaundi took note of this. "What's the matter Boss. Cat got your tongue?"
Jason shook his head free of his thoughts and focused. "Ummmm."
"C'mon. This whole bashful attitude isn't nearly as sexy as the confident Boss man you had on a few minutes ago. Say something." Shaundi encouraged.
"Ground." The Boss said as the two got closer and closer to the surface.
"What?" Shaundi asked confused. She couldn't really see behind her from her carried position.
"Get ready to tuck and roll." Jason said.
The two hit the ground below. They were in the middle of a nearly dead street due to the time of the night, so there was no one around to see the somewhat clumsy landing. Jason was able to tuck, but not roll due to carrying a woman in his arms. Shaundi meanwhile, with no experience skydiving and a awkward position just kind of flopped on the ground.
"Wooo!" Jason shouted as he got off the ground. "All right now that the imminent threat to life and limb has now passed. I can say that that was kinda fuckin' sweet."
"Speak for yourself Boss." Shaundi hissed as she lay on the pavement. "Everything kinda hurts from that landing."
"Ahh. Want me to kiss it better?" Jason asked only half sarcastically. He certainly wouldn't mind kissing everything on Shaundi, and she certainly seem to mind being kissed by him.
"Nah. Let's just get out of here before anyone shows up to kill us." Shaundi said getting to her feet and brushing herself off.
Jason pulled out his phone to call for a pick up from the Steelport Police and saw that he had a text message from Gat. Took control of the plane. Great idea dumping the cargo. The Stillwater flight tower said that is really shortened up the amount of landing strip needed to safely put the bird down. See you just as soon as I can get back. That may be a while, Chief Bradshaw is chewing my ass out again. Must be Thursday.
Jason texted back. Glad my plan helped. See you soon buddy.
Shaundi walked up and looked at the short conversation on the screen and looked incredulously at Jason. "You didn't mean for any of that stupid shit to happen."
"So I improvised. It's not stupid if it works." Jason countered and called the SPD dispatch.
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