WriterFreak001:

Here's the next installment! :) Be sure to check out my newest one-shot, "A Loving Family." :D

Also, please note that I have no experience in engineering nor in psychology, but I do whatever research I can and try to come up with plausible plot lines. I have no idea if the tech mentioned in this chapter would actually exist so… if they don't, feel free to stretch your imagination a little, lol.


Title | Kill Switch

Fandom | Scorpion (CBS)

Description | Paige, among twenty other people, is being held hostage by a band of thieves at a local LA bank. The team must figure out a way to save everybody without endangering anyone's life, but when the thieves up the stakes exponentially, Scorpion might not be able to save everyone in time.

Rating| This fanfiction will be rated M.

POV | Limited Third Person

Disclaimer | While CBS owns Scorpion, I am the owner of this masterpiece.

Claimer | I am human; there are bound to be mistakes. If you feel like something should be changed, you have the power to send me a review/private message. I can't guarantee if I'll change it every time, but I do read all of my reviews and all of my private messages!


Kill Switch

Written by WriterFreak001

Part Seven

~ SCORPION ~

Meanwhile…

Walter, after sliding through the window to sneak inside the bank, removed his comm from his ear to avoid further distractions as he bolted for the emergency stairs. He scrambled down two flights and almost lost his footing as he neared the second floor, but as soon as he recovered, he threw open the door and sprinted down a hallway, stopping suddenly when he locked eyes with Paige. His Paige. His exceptionally beautiful and incredibly brave Paige. The fearful look in her teary, red eyes pained him, and he wanted so desperately to run up to her and kiss her and tell her everything was going to be all right, but he had to play his cards meticulously. He had to play Hamzah's game, and if he hinted any trace of betrayal, Hamzah would surely kill Paige.

That was a premise Walter wasn't willing to risk.

"I'm here," Walter spoke with a touch of anger and desperation as he slowly walked into the room, finding Hamzah standing by the counter next to the phone with a gun trained on Paige. "Free Paige and let her leave. I'm the one you want."

Hamzah glanced at Walter perceptibly as he abruptly pushed himself away from the counter and briskly walked towards Paige, cocking his gun. Walter immediately blocked his path and held up his hands in defense. "Hey! Hey!" Walter backed up so he was directly in front of his girlfriend, refusing to give Hamzah any chance to harm her. "I said free her and let her leave. If you kill her…, all bets are off."

Hamzah was quiet for a moment, and Walter hoped he had actually gotten something through that man's deranged skull, but the moment Hamzah's eyes flashed open, Walter felt unnerved. Something was different. Off. There was much more anger and much more hatred seething behind Hamzah's glare. "I don't think I've made myself clear," Hamzah's voice was disturbingly deeper, and his accent shifted from Arabic to New York. Though impressive, Walter was really, really nervous about whatever the man was planning. He suddenly and swiftly unbuttoned his shirt and revealed a bomb. Paige instinctively covered her mouth with her tied hands, and Walter inhaled a deep breath. He knew the man was sick and crazy, but this was downright lunacy! Hamzah revealed a trigger, and before Walter could react, he pushed down on the tiny red button. Paige blanched, and Walter froze. "You have five minutes to make the transfer. I don't think I need to tell you what will happen if you fail."

Walter let out the breath he'd been holding and, with his hands still splayed out in front of him, he carefully stepped around Hamzah and dragged his feet towards the counter. Luckily, one computer was still on; he wouldn't have to use the one Sylvester's laptop was connected to. He had a plan, and though it was possibly the worst idea he had ever created, he had to do whatever he could to guarantee Paige's and their child's safety.

For Paige, he was willing to do anything.

~ SCORPION ~

Meanwhile…

"Dammit!" Happy exclaimed as she punched the table next to Sylvester's computer. "I can't get hold of Walt! He took out his goddamn comm again."

"This is bad," Sylvester opened and closed his hands as he paced about the sidewalk. "If we can't get hold of Walter, then he won't know about the bomb!"

"Not only that, but," Toby took off his hat and ran his hand through his hair, "if Walter says or does anything to piss off Hamzah, then he could trigger Hamzah to bring out one of his other identities, and if that happens, who knows what kind of shit he'll pull. One of Hamzah's identities might be even more a psychopath than he is, and if that's the case, then I have no doubt in my mind that one of Hamzah's other selves won't hesitate to trigger that bomb. We need to do something about this now." Toby touched his comm device and spoke quietly, "Cabe, what's your status?"

"We're about five minutes out. Bomb squad's on its way and should be approaching only minutes after us. Once we park, we're going to evacuate the entire school, send all the kids home before doing anything else."

"Good deal. Hurry, Cabe." Toby rubbed his temples and sighed, "Something tells me we don't have a lot of time."

"Uh guys?! Big problem!" Happy exclaimed from Sylvester's computer. "I managed to dig into those blueprints a bit further and found a hidden document detailing some unnervingly intricate stuff."

"What kind of stuff, Happy?" Toby asked as he raced over to the computer.

"If Hamzah pushes down on that kill switch, there will be no evacuating the school." Happy clenched her fists, preparing herself to punch the table again.

"What the hell does that mean?!" Cabe shouted into everyone's ears through the comm devices. "What do you mean there won't be any evacuation?"

"That kill switch isn't only designed to activate a timed bomb, but once the timer on the bomb is activated, it'll send out a signal to multiple pressure plates hidden throughout the elementary school. If one pressure plate is detonated, the rest will follow, and I don't think I need to tell you what'll happen afterwards." Happy ran her hands through her hair and pulled it into a ponytail before angrily slamming her fist down onto the table again.

"So what do we do? Just stand outside the school and do nothing?!"

"Unfortunately, yes." Happy nodded, still wanting to smash something else. "If you cause panic, children will be running everywhere, and if Hamzah activates the kill switch…"

"Got it," Cabe cut her off, not wanting to hear the rest of her statement.

"Look! There's Walter!" Sylvester pointed to the camera feed.

Toby leaned over Happy's shoulder and squinted his eyes as he analyzed the scene before him. "Walter's in defensive mode; he's trying to talk Hamzah down, convince him of something… probably to free Paige. Hamzah doesn't look like he's going to honor whatever Walter wants."

"He looks like he's thinking." Happy mumbled as she gripped the table to help her suppress her anger.

"He looks like he's sleeping." Sylvester blinked.

"Ohhhh no. Oh no no no no no." Toby clamped the sides of his head. "He's in transition; another identity is making its way out."

"Maybe this identity will be as harmless as a bunny," Sylvester muttered optimistically.

"Not likely," Toby shook his head. "Usually identities are created to deal with certain traumas or deal with certain unchecked desires. If Hamzah – the real Hamzah – wanted revenge and was willing to do whatever was necessary to prepare for it but wasn't able to go through with what he wanted to do, then, because of his condition, he would have most likely created another self to carry out his plans for him. Think of it as a… supercharged id without the ego and the superego in check." Toby paused when they all, in silence, watched Hamzah unbutton his shirt to reveal the fake bomb he was wearing to throw Walter off from realizing what his true intentions were. Toby knew what was happening, and the moment Hamzah triggered the kill switch, Toby grabbed his hair and groaned.

"Cabe, you need to contact the school's principal right now!" Happy kicked over a chair. "He just activated the kill switch, and if he releases the button before a pressure plate is detonated, then every bomb implanted inside the school will go off at once!"

And then, out of nowhere, the ground shook as a loud blast reverberated throughout the city.

They were too late.

~ SCORPION ~


WriterFreak001:

I know. Evil. Heheheheh.

I PROMISE THE ENDING WILL BE A HAPPY ONE!