WriterFreak001:
I was going to write a New Year's Eve special, but I couldn't get what I wanted to write out on paper. :/ Perhaps inspiration will come to me within the next few days. ANYWAY, here is the next, long, overdue (sorry, heh) chapter of Kill Switch. I will be updating Poaching next so… look for it! :)
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!
Special Note:
I don't know if I've made this clear in other chapters, but… though Hamzah is from the Middle East, he has an American English accent because, after spending so long in the states, he dropped his native accent.
Kill Switch
Written by WriterFreak001
Part Eleven
~ SCORPION ~
Walter had a plan, but the odds were not in his favor this time. He didn't want to kill Hamzah, but if he had to, he would if it meant keeping Paige and their unborn child safe. He would do anything to protect his family. Absolutely anything.
Paige… Ralph… His child… They were all worth him going against everything he stood for in order to protect them. If he died in the process? So be it. As long as they were safe… That was all that mattered to him.
Nothing else.
Slowly, the genius crept down the stairs and spotted Hamzah struggling to open the vault where he had killed (supposedly) all of the hostages earlier in the day. Walter had the nerve to smirk and internally patted himself on the back for resetting the bank's security code when he scheduled the doors to unlock. Breaking into that vault, for Hamzah, would be completely impossible. Only Walter knew the new access code, and, if he had to, he would take it to his grave, knowing full well that Ralph or Sly would be able to override it in his absence.
To distract the man, Walter bravely spoke. Anything to keep him away from his pregnant girlfriend. "You won't succeed," he muttered in a chilly, dark whisper. "Homeland… the LAPD…, S.W.A.T. and most likely the National Guard are all outside, waiting to take you down. In a matter of minutes, officers will storm inside this bank and will kill you. You might as well give up."
"And if I don't?" Hamzah, responding way too calmly for Walter's liking, turned towards Walter and sent the genius an unnerving smirk.
Walter inhaled a deep breath and released it slowly. "If you don't," the genius pursed his lips, hesitantly reached for the sidearm tucked behind him, and pointed its nozzle towards Hamzah. "If you don't," he repeated quietly as he kept his weapon trained on the terrorist, "I'll have to stop you." Walter cocked the gun and carefully advanced Paige's captor. "And don't you think I won't," he spat as he carefully approached the burglar, "because I will."
"You can't shoot me if you don't have a gun," Hamzah replied quickly and quietly before kicking the sidearm out of Walter's hand and sending it flying towards the wall. Before the genius had time to react, Hamzah rammed his fist into Walter's stomach, and the impact sent him to his knees as he doubled over in excruciating pain and began coughing out blood. "And thanks to you," Hamzah's lips twisted to a smirk as he slowly made his way to the stairs, "I'm going to have some fun with that fucking whore upstairs."
Walter shot a glare at Hamzah as the psycho terrorist eagerly ascended the stairs, and by the time he was standing at the top of the steps, Walter found himself charging the man and knocking him over. "The hell you will!" He forced all of his weight on top of Hamzah before sitting on top of the man. With one knee pressing hard against the terrorist's stomach, Walter started blindly throwing punches at Hamzah. He didn't care what or where he was hitting, only that his fists were making contact with the lunatic's face.
He punched and he punched and he punched and he punched without holding back. Blood splattered from Hamzah's nose, but Walter didn't care. He wasn't going to let Hamzah free until he was either unconscious or… or… or…
"WALTER!"
~ SCORPION ~
Five minutes ago…
"Ralphy-boy," Toby, who was extremely worried about his friend, Walter, muttered as he hovered over the young boy's shoulder, "can you find a camera on the first floor so we can have eyes in there?"
"I've been looking for one for the past two minutes, but I haven't had any luck yet." Ralph, with eyes glued to the screen, mumbled quietly.
"The odds," Sylvester pushed up his glasses and turned his attention to Toby, "of it taking this long to find one, though, most likely means there isn't a computer on in the lower level of the bank." Sylvester sighed. "There's a less than 10% chance we'll find anything usable."
"Hang on," Happy suddenly glanced at the guys and cocked an eyebrow. "Ping Paige's phone…. If I remember correctly, she dropped it when Walter was still on the line. If it's still there and has some juice, we can use it as a conduit and listen in on what's going on in the lower level of the bank…. It's worth a shot, at least."
"Give me one sec," Ralph replied quietly and began tapping at the keys. "I'm in. I'm going to call the phone and then answer it with the manual override from the computer; we should be able to know what's going on in there in seconds."
The team stood still as Ralph contacted his mother's phone, and when he patched through, they all leaned in and focused on the background noises. For the most part, all they could hear were loud thuds and painful grunts, quickly deducing that Walter and Hamzah were duking it out. Then a voice spoke, but they couldn't quite make it out. Happy was about to suggest running a filter through the feed, but her thoughts were cut short when they all heard Walter screaming in pain.
And then there was nothing.
"Mom's phone must have died," Ralph slammed his hand against the desk and leaned back into his chair. He turned to look at the other monitor and saw could see his mother resting behind the counter. She was still catatonic. "We need to wake my mom up. We still have two minutes before the doors unlock, and a lot can happen in two minutes. If we can wake her up, I can walk her through overriding Walter's code and have the bank doors open sooner than Walter's five minute delay."
Cabe frowned. "Can't you just override the code from out here?"
"No," Happy, Toby, Ralph and Sylvester replied in unison as all of them glanced at the agent. "Overriding the code needs to be completed internally," Ralph continued as he pointed to the computer monitor. If we try hacking into the system and override the security code from the outside, the bank doors would most likely be prompted to go on full lockdown, and entering the building from out here will become virtually impossible."
"Then wake Paige up. She needs to know her son is alive, kid." Cabe placed his hand on Ralph's shoulder and smiled. "Now, if you need me, I'll be over there," he pointed to the SWAT team lining up at the door. "No way in hell I'm not charging in to save Walter and Paige. I'm going to show this Hamzah guy what it really means to piss Scorpion off." As the agent started to leave, Happy called for him, and he turned around when he heard his name. "What is it, Happy?"
Happy inhaled a deep breath and said, "Kick that bastard's ass."
Cabe smirked. "Oh, don't worry. I plan on it."
As Cabe walked away, Toby touched Ralph's shoulders and leaned over him. "Okay, so besides Walter, Paige will probably… most likely… respond to your voice, Ralphy-boy so you need to call out to her… make her realize you didn't die in that blast."
"Okay," Ralph quietly nodded and turned on the small mic connected to the computer. "Mom…? Can you hear me…?
~ SCORPION ~
"Can you hear me, Mom?"
"Ralph?" she blinked and rubbed her eyes before pulling her son into her arms for a tight hug. "Oh my God! I thought you were…"
"Mom," her sweet baby pulled away from her. "You need to wake up."
"What are you talking about, baby?" She combed her fingers through his hair and kissed the top of his head. She chuckled and said, "I'm wide awake."
"Wake up, Mom. You need to wake up."
"Ralph… I don't understand…."
"Mom!" his sudden shout startled her, and she fell backwards. "Wake up!"
"WAKE UP!"
Paige's eyes popped open, and she immediately sprang forward to the sound of her son's voice. "R-Ralph?!"
"Mom," Ralph's voice danced into her ears, and she rose to her feet, instantly remembering where she was. "I th-thought," she inhaled a deep breath and fought the urge to cry, "I thought you were dead."
"I'm fine, Mom," Ralph answered gently. "Now, there's not much time. Walter is in trouble, and you need to override Walter's code to open the security doors. If we don't get personnel inside the building, it could be too late when the doors open."
Paige combed her fingers through her hair and nodded. "W-what do I do? A-and where are you?!"
"I'm outside with Happy, Toby and Sly. Cabe is with SWAT, prepared to barge inside once the doors open. I'm communicating via Skype on the computer to your left. I have remote access to all of the computers, but I need you to override Walter's code because the override will have to come from inside the bank. You need to m—"
Suddenly, a loud, shrilling scream filled the room, and in seconds, Walter was knocking Hamzah to the ground. He threw his fists at him and punched him hard in the nose. He punched him and again and again and again, and as her captor coughed up blood, Paige knew she had to do something.
She had to stop Walter. She had to stop him before he ended up killing the man.
She needed to save him.
Ignoring her son's pleas to start overriding the code, Paige spotted the switchblade Hamzah had dropped earlier and picked it up. Carefully, she held it out in front of her and approached her boyfriend slowly.
He was still punching her captor, not noticing her presence. "Walter," she calmly spoke as she dropped the switchblade and fell to her knees beside him. "Walter?" He didn't respond nor stop punching the man.
And when she saw the lifelessness in Hamzah's eyes, she gripped Walter's shoulder and shouted his name.
~ SCORPION ~
WriterFreak001:
I'm not sure about this chapter…, but I'm pretty satisfied with it. :) There will be at least one more chapter left, and probably an epilogue, but I'm interested in hearing your theories about what will happen next! :D Please review! :)