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"Shit fuck shit fuck shit, shit fuck shit!" Rock cursed under his breath as he landed painfully on the solid metal plating of the air ducts, his head colliding with the side, he started to crawl into the air ducts and through the maze of ducts. Rock came to a point where air vents appeared. Peering through them he could see people moving goods around, and farther back, what appeared to be a small boat. 'Interesting…So where are you Revy?' Rock thought as he continued to crawl farther back, finally reaching a point where the air vents went down. 'So there really are two floors to this son of a bitch!' Rock thought as he pushed his legs forward and let his feet catch the bolts of the ducts and started to lower himself slowly down to the ducts below and was immediately met with two options. Continue forward or down, yet another level. 'If I was a holding cell…Where would I be? First level, or the basement?' Rock thought, 'Stupid question, down we go!' Rock said to himself as he dropped down again, though this duct seemed to curve, after climbing down to the point where he couldn't use the bolts any more he lowered himself gingerly onto the duct and slid down it gently like a slide, turning on his stomach as he reached a point where the duct ended and a ladder began, he grabbed the last bolted edge and started to slowly crawl backwards, turning around at the end. Looking down he saw lines of boxes and a long line of iron bars. "I got you bastards now." Rock said quietly, looking around for guards. He reached down with one foot when he heard a voice. "Shit!" Rock thought anxiously, removing his leg and hiding again, looking down. From his position he could hear the conversations below. "Still no word from the Chinese Government on the girl?" One of the men asked the other. "Revy!" Rock thought frantically, as he strained to listen for the next piece of the conversation. "None, but if they don't hurry up, I say we kill her and dump her." The man said picking up her cutlass. "Nice gun though, she must be important to someone!" Rock growled, "Damn right" Rock said, tempted to pull out his gun and unload, but thought better of it, for several reasons, but mostly his own fear of pulling the trigger on the gun itself. The two men exited the room and Rock snuck down the ladder, dodging behind a crate and walking around towards the back near the cell doors. Rock ran quickly towards Revy's cage and whispered frantically. "Revy! Revy! Revy Wake up! Revy!" Rock desperately hoped she'd get up and she hadn't suffered to serious an injury, he could see they had bandaged her wounds fairly well. She lifted her head and immediately stumbled towards the cell bars. "Rock, what the fuck are you doing here? You're going to get yourself killed!" She said angrily. "Shut up, I just needed you awake, not to talk, Revy, can you stand?" She nodded as Rock flipped out his switchblade and inserted it into the large lock. "These are old ass cells!" Rock grimaced as he felt the lock switch click and he pulled open the doors. "Alright, lets get out of here!" Rock said, pulling her second cutlass out of his pants and handing it over to her. "They took your other gun with them. I think we're going to end up fighting our way out of here, from what I gathered, the first floor is all workers but we can't go back that way…The vent's won't support us both, and there are two huge drops as well as a curve that we can't both make it back through, so we're goin' out the front doors, there's a boat out front we can use assuming we make it that far." Rock grimaced as he looked at her. She pulled back the slide on her gun smiling, "I may not be able to run, but these assholes are going to pay for shooting me!" Revy said raising her gun and moving quietly towards the door leading to the main room of the basement. Rock nodded, "Damn right!" He said pulling out his own gun and sliding back its slide. "Are you sure that's what you want to do?" Revy asked, looking at Rock concernedly. "Hell no, but I'm not aiming, this is cover fire, Revy, you pick your shots, I'm going to reach around this door and fire like a maniac. That's the best you're going to get out of me!" He said, grinning at her, she smiled back manically, "Sounds good!" She said as Rock stood in front of the door, "ready?" Revy nodded, "Ready!" Rock kicked open the door with all his might and rolled sideways, both of the heavy wooden doors swung open and Rock reached around the side of the doors he wrapped his finger around the trigger and started to fire.

Revy was shooting the entire place, top to bottom. The reaction time of their enemy was slow; it took them a full three minutes to realize what was going on and return fire. Rock was unloading in the direction he saw the most gunfire coming from as Revy reached around the corner and shot happily. A bullet tore through the wooden wall to the left of Rock. The two of them were clearly standing in a safe zone, steel plated. The bullet however did not stop in the wall and tore through a crate next to him. "There has to be a God Revy!" Rock called as he kicked the rest of the crate open. Several semi-automatic weapons were lying on the floor surrounded by other random weapons. "They're really not good at keeping their supplies safe" Rock said as he picked up an FN Scar and threw it across to Revy. "What the fuck is this?" She asked as she held it confusedly in her hands. "Who cares, it's a gun, it shoots, just pick a target already!" Rock said annoyed as he too picked up a gun. Reading the barrel he learned it was a Sig 556 and reached around the corner. Pulling the trigger he let bullets fly and Revy started to laugh. "I think you're doing more damage than I am!" She laughed as crates, sandbags and several other objects blocking their attackers were destroyed. "Shit!! Rock, run they're bringing in the big guns!" She cried as a grenade landed next to Rock. "ROCK!!" She cried as he-without thinking, brought back his leg and swung, kicking the grenade as hard as he could away from him, back into the room. "Rock you idiot! What was that!?" Revy yelled at him, clearly scared at his idiotic action. "I wasn't thinking! Does it really matter right now?" Rock asked as he ran backwards grabbing Revy and jumping with her farther back taking cover behind the crates in the back, taking as many of the guns and their clips he could. Rock was just picking up an extra gun and running back when a RPG collided with the gun crate he had just been standing over, Rock instinctively jumped and was thrown into another crate. "Rock, are you ok!?" Revy called as Rock shifted under the pile of wood and bags of marijuana now surrounding them. "Shit!" Rock said as he grabbed Revy and dived to more fitting cover, the guns sitting behind them. "They have to actually come inside to get us now. As soon as you see the guy with the RPG, take him out!" Rock commanded as he collapsed against the wall. "Go! Up the ladder back into the air ducts, Revy, you have to get up there now!" Rock demanded as he picked up a gun and fired wildly over the crate. "I hate guns!" He cried, hating his own actions as he made them. "No Rock, I'm no"-You're doing what I say for once Revy, for God's sake get up there, NOW!" Rock roared causing Revy to stumble backward. "Ok, alright, if you think this will work!" Revy said climbing up the ladder and settling into the vent, the several guns strapped to her back resting against the vents as she sighted the door. Rock shook his head. I hate this, I hate guns, and I don't know if I can keep shooting blindly and get out of this alive! Rock shook his head again, no, no I refuse to use these god forsaken instruments in anything except a means of keeping them away, I'll spray them, but I refuse to aim! Rock decided, knowing that if any of his stray bullets caught someone it would make him any less guilty, but he had no intention of killing anyone, he could barely stomach the thought. Rock reached up his guns over the top of the crates and unloaded.

"Out of ammo…" Rock said quietly as he peered around the corner. Everyone seemed to be dead, looking up he saw Revy's hiding spot, but, no Revy. "Get out here boy!" A voice called from the center of the room. Rock looked up again to see a man in a pinstriped suit and a wide-brim hat. A gun placed to Revy's head, she was bound and gagged, kneeling in front of him. "Get out here!" The man commanded, Rock stood and walked towards the two of them. "Well, well, if it isn't the young man who won't even look at the men he's killing." The man scoffed, "Well I have good news for you, the two of you drove us out, but no worries, I ordered the retreat, I didn't want to hurt anymore of the bosses goods, on the other hand, one of you is going to die here, and the other one of you is going to die…Way out there!" He pointed towards the ocean. "Why?" Rock asked, his grip tightening on his gun. "Just in case, we might be able to get something out of you yet, perhaps, a little extra money somewhere along the line." The man said, pressing his gun harder to her head. "You have a choice to make, you can either walk out of here, get into the van parked outside and let my drivers take you away and live a little longer, maybe even get out of this alive if we can make a trade, or you can try to shoot me and see if you can get out of this warehouse alive. You should probably remember, this is the basement…we have two more floors of heavily armed men, how would you get out? Think boy, turn around and walk out of here now." The man continued, pulling Revy to her feet and putting her in front of him like a human shield. Rock and the man seemed to be about ten feet apart. "What's it going to be? Are you going to keep your morals and your life or are you going to risk blowing her head off?" The man before them asked. Rock raised his gun, aimed, and lowered it. "You know, you're probably right, it's probably better to keep my morals and let my conscious remain clear of having put a stray bullet in her." Rock turned around and took two steps away, "Except!" Rock shouted as the man drew his gun away slightly. "I forgot one thing" Rock said, turning around raising his gun and firing. The bullet colliding with the mans skull, dropping him like a deer. "I'm good at close range firing." Rock said, his eyes narrowed as he watched the man fall. Rock threw his gun as far away from him as he could, "Never again!!" Rock roared. Running over to Revy he quickly cut the ties on her hands and removed her gag. "Are you ok?" Rock asked as he picked Revy up and helped her stand. She had fallen when he shot her captor. "That…was an amazing shot, Rock." Revy said looking at him. His clothes were torn, he was bleeding in several places and his once clean-cut suit was now completely torn to shreds. "Yeah, like I said, never again." Rock said as he looked around, "I estimate we have about a minute to get the hell out of here and try to escape…We're in the basement, how hard do you think it'd be to get out of here alive?" Rock asked. "Suicidal." Was Revy's simple response as Rock grinned, "We've been having a lot of those kinds of situations lately haven't we?" Revy nodded, smiling back. Rock grabbed a gun from the floor, "When we get out, that'll be my last time." Rock said as he grabbed two smaller pistols and stuffed them in his pants as well as two fully automatic weapons as Revy did likewise. Rock stood and started walking towards the doors that had been torn to shreds when the RPG had struck it. "Rock…" Revy called from behind him as he was about to kick the rest of the door away. "Thanks…" She said, looking away. "Yeah, but I just invaded a warehouse alone, so for all those other times you saved my ass…We're even." Rock said as he finished kicking away the rest of the wood and stepped through. Revy smiled and ran after him.

Rock was standing in the middle of the main room of the basement. "Oh yeah, we're fucked." Rock said as he looked towards the stairs. "There's ain't a snowballs chance in hell we're going to make it out alive. Look how thin that staircase is!" Revy said sullenly. Rock grinned, "For an accomplished gunman, you sure don't know much about tactical warfare…" Rock grinned again looking at the confused expression now spreading across Revy's indignant face. "It was developed a while ago, but its said that a single man with a rifle can defend a small pass easily…until he runs out of ammo anyway." Rock continued, "The two of us can hold that staircase, these idiots are thugs, they'll all charge the stairs." Revy shook her head, "That would mean you have to actually aim, you don't get to spray this time Rock." She said as she looked nervously at him. "Don't worry, it's our ass or theirs, I get that, and if you think I pulled all this shit just to get taken out because I didn't have the nerve to pull the trigger and get you and I both killed, you're fuckin' wrong." Rock said angrily as he pulled out the two pistols from his pants and cocked them. "Ready?" Revy asked as she walked towards the staircase. Rock ran to catch up and nodded.

The two peered around the wall that the staircase was built around. Rock realized there was no one nearby it. "Damn…Hang on." Rock said as he pulled his guns up and moved quickly up the stairs. "Wait! Rock what are you going to do!?" Revy called desperately as Rock jumped up to the highest stair and unloaded his guns on the men nearest him. "Bastards!!" Rock roared as he continued to unload his entire magazine on both guns and jumped back down the stairs, landing next to Revy. "Get your guns ready!" He ordered as she pulled out her pistols and started to fire at the men who were charging down the stairs at them. "Rock what the fuck was that? Are you insane!?" She yelled at him angrily as she continued to fire her guns. Rock had managed to reload his pistols and was now firing up as well, not particularly taking careful aim. "Don't make me talk! This is sickening!" Rock groaned back at her as he continued to fire his guns, dropping the men as they came. "Well, you were right in any case! They're lining up!" Revy laughed happily as she continued to fire her guns readily, reloading when necessary.

"Shit!" Rock said throwing his pistols towards the men, having finally run out of ammo. Rock pulled one of his automatics around from behind him, the strap still around him as he aimed from the waist and started to fire again. "Nice!" Revy cheered as Rock sprayed the staircase, cutting them down. The two had progressed a great distance, both of them about halfway up the stairs, picking up the guns and ammo of the fallen men if it happened to reach them. Revy heard a cry from behind him as Rock fell backwards down the stairs, a bullet having caught him in the upper leg. "Shit!" Rock said, lying on his stomach halfway up the stairs. Aiming his guns he sprayed again cutting down as many as he could from his lower position on the floor. Struggling to stand he saw Revy walking backwards. "No! Stop damn it! Stay where you are, I'll be fine, my injury isn't too serious!" Rock barked at her. She immediately stopped and moved forward to her original position. She continued to fire as Rock grabbed his gun and used it to steady himself as he used the wall to move slowly back up the stairs, shooting from his left side as he went. Rock was soon leaning against the wall, moving forward. The men had scattered backwards and were shooting at them, trying to force bullets through the staircase supports. "Damn, this isn't going completely according to plan Rock!" Revy called aggressively as she shot over the banister. "SHIT!" Rock said as he saw a man near the back pull out a very large weapon, it appeared to be another RPG, but could easily have been something far more dangerous. Rock was about to stand up and spray, hopefully catching the man in the back and dropping him when a huge explosion tore open the front doors of the warehouse. Rock looked as the men were forced to keep up a firefight with Revy, Rock as well as the newcomers. "Now, Revy lets make a run for it!" Rock said as he helped her stand and pushed her forward, forcing her to run as fast as she could on her leg. Rock limped after her, walking slowly backwards shooting his would-be killers as he went. Rock dived behind a stack of crates and army-crawled as fast as he could to Revy's hiding place. "Look, if we go fast enough, we might be able to reach that boat!" Rock said, pointing to the far-side of the room. Revy nodded as the two pushed forward. Rock could see police lights and hear the sirens blaring as he realized who had struck the warehouse. Rock dived, pulling Revy back with him as an explosion overturned the boat, setting it on fire. "FUCK!" Rock roared angrily. "My luck can not suck this much!" Rock shouted. "Revy looked like she was close to tears, not of fear, but of frustration. "Where's your God now?" Revy yelled at him over the sound of gunfire and explosions. "Sleeping, apparently!" Rock grinned, not entirely sure how he was capable of cracking jokes. "What's in these crates anyway?" Rock thought suddenly, hoping it might be something they could use. Rock crashed his fist through one of the crates and felt a cool smooth substance run over his hand, the black mixture poured out. "Oil…Typical shit…" Rock groaned as he picked Revy up by her arm. "Run for the water." Rock said simply as he pushed her out towards the opening where the boat had been. Revy started to run as fast as she could as Rock limped after her. Turning around when he was close enough to the water he pushed Revy in with all his strength and unloaded his gun on the crates that had contained the oil while jumping backwards into the water. Immediately, the side of the warehouse erupted, blowing away a great deal of the support beams and setting the rest of the warehouse on fire. "It's going down, swim!" Rock commanded as he too started to swim as far out as they could. Rock led Revy around towards the other buildings that the cops had not bothered to secure.

Rock helped pull Revy out of the freezing water as they leaned on each other, limping towards the back of Pier 30. "Get in!" Rock said as he pushed her in the passenger seat and hopped slowly up into the drivers' seat. "You're losing too much blood!" Revy said as she looked at his leg which was now freely pouring blood. "Yeah, I'll be fine!" Rock said grabbing one of the bags in the back and pulling the gauze from deep with in it and pressing it into the wound itself. "That'll do for now" Rock said as he put the key in the ignition, and pulled swiftly out from behind the Pier, kicking on the 4-wheel drive and forcing the truck up the slope he had driven down. Rock peaked the hill and pulled onto the road, driving as fast as he could down the street, away from the Pier, and the fire. As the two started to climb the hill on the road a massive explosion ripped apart the Pier behind them, they could see the fire through the inside mirror, the entire night sky lit up for a single second. Smoke began to rise where the Pier had once been. Rock rose over the hill and streaked downwards, going as fast as possible as three fire-engines, several police officers and an irregular number of ambulances streaked by them in the opposite direction, sirens blaring. "We need to get back to the hotel…" Rock said as he drove swiftly through the city.

Rock skidded to a halt in front of the hotel and walked inside, the lights within seemed to be off. As Rock kicked open the door, raising the gun he had kept with him as Revy raised her cutlasses. "When did you..?" Rock asked as Revy smiled mischievously. "One of the guys on the stairs had it, that's why I insisted we move forward, I wanted my gun back, but it was empty." Revy flashed a toothy grin as she pushed both magazines back into place. "Whatever works?" Rock shrugged, pulling back the slide. Rock and Revy moved in side-by-side. The two made their way to the elevators and pushed the 'up' button. Revy raised both her guns as Rock did likewise. As the elevator opened the two stepped forward slightly. A scream came from within the elevator as the two lowered their guns. "What are you two doing!?" An unfamiliar maid screamed as the woman next to her put stumbled backwards, "You two…I remember…You had blood…" Said the hotel clerk in a disjointed sentence as Rock shook his head, "yeah, sorry about that" Rock shrugged and looked at her again, "why are the lights out?" Rock asked hurriedly, as though expecting something to happen. "The men who came in here earlier…Told us to keep the lights off…They're gone now though." She said, not looking at him. Rock nodded and stepped aside allowing them to pass. Stepping inside, Rock pressed the '4' button and raised his guns again. "She was lying" Rock said. "No shit." Revy scoffed as she leaned against the back wall of the elevator. "We're going to be seriously fucked if we don't hurry and get someplace safe." Rock said, readjusting the bag that contained all of their supplies on his back. As the elevator opened, the two stepped out, their guns held out in front of them. Rock and Revy made their way to their room and opened the door. "They were definitely looking for something…" Rock commented as he looked at their room which was now completely torn up. Revy nodded, closing the door and locking it, "don't turn on the light." Rock commanded as Revy nodded her agreement as the two pushed open the bathroom door and stepped inside, closing it and turning on the bathroom light. Having no windows in the bathroom, it seemed safe enough. "Let me see your knee" Rock said as Revy shook her head, "Do your leg first." She ordered as Rock, who saw no point in arguing with Revy when she looked so determined sighed in defeat and nodded. Pulling off his pants he pulled out the gauze and looked inside as blood continued to rush out. "It's deep." Rock said as he pulled out his switchblade. "Fuck this is going to hurt." Rock said as he poured alcohol into the wound and bit his lower lip as he squeezed the top of his leg, just above the wound. Inserting the knife he slowly twisted it and pulled the knife out. Reaching into the bag, he pulled out a pair of extremely long tweezers, making them look like very thin tongs. Rock pushed them into his wound as he felt the formation of a bullet in his leg. Pushing into the muscle of his leg he clasped the tweezers around the bullet as Revy looked on in utter amazement. Pulling the bullet slowly out he poured more alcohol into the wound, his lower lip now bleeding from the pressure he was putting on it. Rock picked up a large piece of gauze wrap and pushed it into his wound as well as put another piece over the wound itself. Taking up the medical wrap he wrapped his leg tightly. "Ok." Rock said as the blood dripped down his chin, he wiped it away quickly and pulled his pants back up. "Your turn" Rock said as she pulled down her own pants and allowed him to pour in a small amount of alcohol to clean the wound and put anesthetic on it. "Why didn't you use the anesthetic!?" Revy asked, dumfounded. "There isn't much left." Rock said simply as he put gauze over her wound and wrapped it. A long silence ensued as Rock fell backwards against the cabinet.

"How did you do that?" Revy asked, not looking at him. "Do what?" Rock asked confused. "You know that"
"Revy, what the hell is 'that'?"

"With the tweezers…."
"Pulling out the bullet?" Rock asked confused. She nodded. "Easy, I reached in, felt for something that shouldn't be three inches in my leg, and removed it." Rock said, shrugging. "Didn't it hurt?" She asked, looking pathetically up at him. "Well no shit it hurt, are you feeling ok? Did you get hit anywhere else?" Rock asked. "What? I can't be concerned without being sick?" Revy asked indignantly. "I guess, but it just doesn't seem like you, that's all." Rock said as he shrugged, moving to sit next to her on the side of the bathtub. "Do you think they'll be gone by morning?" Revy asked, nodding in the direction of the hallway. "Yeah, as soon as they realize that their warehouse blew up, they'll have no reason to stay around here, they'll be too busy trying to find their way back home." Rock said, convinced. Revy nodded as she and Rock sunk to the floor, leaning against the bathtub. "I'll stay awake…" Revy said her eyes closed as she hung her head. "No, I'll keep watch…" Rock said looking up at the ceiling. Rock waited for a response, some form of disagreement, but it never came. Looking down he saw Revy breathing slowly, her head hung forward. "Yeah, I'll keep watch" Rock grinned as he put his gun on the floor next to him.