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THE HUNT
Chapter Thirteen
No Way Out
With a quick twist of his wrist, and a simple tug on the wire, Logan instantly felt the whirring of the exoskeleton come to life. He smiled smugly to himself and then tested it out. He swung his legs over the side of the chair and stood. After getting his bearings right, he was able to stand. Krit also exchanged a small grin at the sight before checking outside the door once again.
Two guards were coming down the hall and slowing as the approached the room. Both Logan and Krit saw the men coming and hid. Logan went into the small room where they had kept his exoskeleton while Krit hid behind the other side of the door.
"You wanna get some coffee?" One of the guards asked as they stopped in front of the room. Their voices were muffled by the layers of door between them, but they were close. Even if they looked into the window, they would realize Logan was gone.
"Nah, I'm fine. We have to check on Cale anyway." The other guard informed them. The door finally came open and both men rushed in as they saw the empty table and the restraints scattered about on the bed. "What happened here?" The guard asked as they approached the bed.
Suddenly, the first guard went to the floor as Krit hit him in the back of the head with his gun, causing him to groan as fell. He slumped to the ground and the other guard turned to face Krit, only receiving a blow to the face with the same gun. He fell on top of the other guard, both unconscious.
"Are you ready?" Krit asked as he glanced back to Logan who came out of hiding. He was staring at the guards on the floor with amazement; Krit did all that without a thought or breaking a sweat. "I move fast." He warned.
"I think I can keep up." Logan replied wryly. Both crouched down as Krit opened the door and peered out. He motioned for Logan to follow him before cocking a small handgun. The crept quietly down the hall and stopped at a storage closet. Logan was about to ask why, but before he could, the door came open and Bling stepped out. His face was a perfect reflection of Logan's when he saw the exoskeleton working again. Krit started down the hall again, Bling and Logan right behind him.
After a few more minutes of walking quickly down twisting hallways and long corridors, they came to a dead end, only one room left in the hall. Krit stopped and loaded his second machine gun. After he had prepared the gun, he led the other two to the door where a sudden gunshot was heard. All three winced away in surprise at the sudden sound before Krit hit the door's button and it whooshed open.
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Syl's grip tightened on the trigger, just another tug and a bullet would rip free of the chamber. Max's condition was worsening and she had to get her out of there before it was too late to help her and be impossible to take her to the car. Renfro looked just as menacing as she could imagine that she was looking, but more fear was behind her eyes than Syl's. Time seemed to cease as both Renfro and Syl stared each other down, neither moving, eyes locked without waver.
Suddenly, Syl's cat senses rang in her head and on instinct she reacted just in time as Renfro pulled her own trigger and tired to shoot Syl. It was too late, Syl was all ready in a mid air kick and dislodged the gun from Renfro's hand, causing the bullet to shoot a hole in the opposing wall. With a simple kick to the head and an agonizing twist of her wrist, Renfro dropped the gun and stumbled back until she fell and knocked her head on the marble, making her seem unconscious.
The door's to Renfro's office suddenly burst open and Syl sprang into her defensive stance, preparing her gun and aiming it at whoever would enter. She immediately withdrew as Krit, Bling, and Logan came into the room. The three of them stood in the doorway for a moment, taking the scene in before them, Renfro spread out on the floor, Max crumpled in the corner and Syl standing behind the desk with a gun loaded and ready. With their eyes locked on Max and Syl, no one saw Renfro wake up and slowly creep towards her gun on the floor. Logan went over to Max immediately, Bling and Krit not to far behind. He put her head into his lap and tried to wake her up.
"What happened?" He asked Syl as he continued to shake her gently. She wasn't responding, but didn't seem to have any injuries. A flashback to when he found her in the woods penetrated his thoughts at the sudden horrification.
"She had a seizure about fifteen minutes ago." Syl informed them, Logan breathed a small sigh, that wasn't the worse that could've happened. "She just dropped." Syl began to walk over to them, but her cat senses went off. Krit's did as well and was able to get a voice out in time.
"Syl, watch out!" He shouted. Another gunshot echoed in the room as Syl dashed behind the desk, barley missing the bullet that was fired. Krit and Bling also ducked behind various pieces of furniture in the room, Bling behind a chair and Krit behind a column. The bullet shattered a vase that was on a pedestal across the room, next to Logan and Max. Shards of blue glass shattered and sprayed onto them as it broke.
"Nobody move." Renfro ordered as she slowly rose from the floor. Blood was dripping from her mouth where Syl had kicked her and the side of her head was all ready gaining a bump from where she hit the floor. From the sudden noises and the action of what was happening, Max began to wake slightly, her eyes drifting. She knew that she was in danger and was trying to respond, but her body wouldn't allow her to.
"Logan?" She whispered weakly up at him, unaware of Renfro and the gun. He shushed her gently before turning his head back to Renfro. Krit started to make an advance on Renfro, but the gun was instantly aimed at him and caused him to stop in his tracks.
"No one move, or I'll shoot." She turned the gun towards Max and Logan before cocking the gun. Krit started to move closer and Refro snapped her head to his direction. "I'll do it. Tell me Krit, do you want to kill your sister, because that's what you're doing every time you take a step." She said warningly, Krit didn't answer but froze completely. Renfro's voice was unnaturally calm at a time like that, she seemed to know exactly what she was doing and felt no remorse for it.
Logan could see the strain in Syl's face. Her gaze was on the gun in Renfro's hand. She looked as if she was calculating whether she could get to it before Renfro could fire and she knew it would be a risky move. If Syl dove for the gun, Renfro might shoot and end up hitting Max or himself. If Renfro fired later, it would hit Syl and possibly wound or kill her.
"Don't do it." Logan thought, wishing that Syl could read his plea. Max began to stir as she regain some consciousness. She was glancing around the room and wincing every time she turned her head. Logan turned back to Renfro and stared at the gun that was now aimed at him and saw her applying a slight pressure to the trigger. He closed his eyes in a long blink and swallowed. He really didn't want another part of him paralyzed, or maybe even worse.
Suddenly, there was a quick motion from Syl's direction as a small dagger was unsheathed from her boot and thrown across the room, into Renfro's arm, making her drop the gun and stumble back in surprise. She clutched her wounded arm with her good one and backed up over to her desk. She slammed her fist against the red button and the siren started to wail again. Syl rushed over, tightened her fists so hard she knew they were white, and then delivered a mighty blow to Renfro's face. Renfro fell backwards and onto the floor again, tending to the new blood flow coming from her nose.
"Time to go, Maxie." Krit said as he rushed over to her and with little effort picked her up and held her in his arms. She felt like a rag doll, weak and dazed. Max tried to fight the overpowering urge to sleep, but it was becoming too much and she felt herself slipping unconscious again.
Krit and Logan lead the way down the hall with Syl and Bling right behind them. As they turned the corner, a heavy row of guards blocked their way, all standing still as more came around another corner and completely blocked their escape. As the four turned to see any way out, they found they were completely surrounded by Manticore guards that were steadily advancing on them.
Renfro found her way through the crowd of soldiers and up front. "Give it up." She said to them, somewhat out of breath. Then with a smile she added, "You're not leaving." The only sound heard was the dozen or so guards cocking their guns simultaneously and aiming them at the group.
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THE HUNT
Chapter Thirteen
No Way Out
With a quick twist of his wrist, and a simple tug on the wire, Logan instantly felt the whirring of the exoskeleton come to life. He smiled smugly to himself and then tested it out. He swung his legs over the side of the chair and stood. After getting his bearings right, he was able to stand. Krit also exchanged a small grin at the sight before checking outside the door once again.
Two guards were coming down the hall and slowing as the approached the room. Both Logan and Krit saw the men coming and hid. Logan went into the small room where they had kept his exoskeleton while Krit hid behind the other side of the door.
"You wanna get some coffee?" One of the guards asked as they stopped in front of the room. Their voices were muffled by the layers of door between them, but they were close. Even if they looked into the window, they would realize Logan was gone.
"Nah, I'm fine. We have to check on Cale anyway." The other guard informed them. The door finally came open and both men rushed in as they saw the empty table and the restraints scattered about on the bed. "What happened here?" The guard asked as they approached the bed.
Suddenly, the first guard went to the floor as Krit hit him in the back of the head with his gun, causing him to groan as fell. He slumped to the ground and the other guard turned to face Krit, only receiving a blow to the face with the same gun. He fell on top of the other guard, both unconscious.
"Are you ready?" Krit asked as he glanced back to Logan who came out of hiding. He was staring at the guards on the floor with amazement; Krit did all that without a thought or breaking a sweat. "I move fast." He warned.
"I think I can keep up." Logan replied wryly. Both crouched down as Krit opened the door and peered out. He motioned for Logan to follow him before cocking a small handgun. The crept quietly down the hall and stopped at a storage closet. Logan was about to ask why, but before he could, the door came open and Bling stepped out. His face was a perfect reflection of Logan's when he saw the exoskeleton working again. Krit started down the hall again, Bling and Logan right behind him.
After a few more minutes of walking quickly down twisting hallways and long corridors, they came to a dead end, only one room left in the hall. Krit stopped and loaded his second machine gun. After he had prepared the gun, he led the other two to the door where a sudden gunshot was heard. All three winced away in surprise at the sudden sound before Krit hit the door's button and it whooshed open.
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Syl's grip tightened on the trigger, just another tug and a bullet would rip free of the chamber. Max's condition was worsening and she had to get her out of there before it was too late to help her and be impossible to take her to the car. Renfro looked just as menacing as she could imagine that she was looking, but more fear was behind her eyes than Syl's. Time seemed to cease as both Renfro and Syl stared each other down, neither moving, eyes locked without waver.
Suddenly, Syl's cat senses rang in her head and on instinct she reacted just in time as Renfro pulled her own trigger and tired to shoot Syl. It was too late, Syl was all ready in a mid air kick and dislodged the gun from Renfro's hand, causing the bullet to shoot a hole in the opposing wall. With a simple kick to the head and an agonizing twist of her wrist, Renfro dropped the gun and stumbled back until she fell and knocked her head on the marble, making her seem unconscious.
The door's to Renfro's office suddenly burst open and Syl sprang into her defensive stance, preparing her gun and aiming it at whoever would enter. She immediately withdrew as Krit, Bling, and Logan came into the room. The three of them stood in the doorway for a moment, taking the scene in before them, Renfro spread out on the floor, Max crumpled in the corner and Syl standing behind the desk with a gun loaded and ready. With their eyes locked on Max and Syl, no one saw Renfro wake up and slowly creep towards her gun on the floor. Logan went over to Max immediately, Bling and Krit not to far behind. He put her head into his lap and tried to wake her up.
"What happened?" He asked Syl as he continued to shake her gently. She wasn't responding, but didn't seem to have any injuries. A flashback to when he found her in the woods penetrated his thoughts at the sudden horrification.
"She had a seizure about fifteen minutes ago." Syl informed them, Logan breathed a small sigh, that wasn't the worse that could've happened. "She just dropped." Syl began to walk over to them, but her cat senses went off. Krit's did as well and was able to get a voice out in time.
"Syl, watch out!" He shouted. Another gunshot echoed in the room as Syl dashed behind the desk, barley missing the bullet that was fired. Krit and Bling also ducked behind various pieces of furniture in the room, Bling behind a chair and Krit behind a column. The bullet shattered a vase that was on a pedestal across the room, next to Logan and Max. Shards of blue glass shattered and sprayed onto them as it broke.
"Nobody move." Renfro ordered as she slowly rose from the floor. Blood was dripping from her mouth where Syl had kicked her and the side of her head was all ready gaining a bump from where she hit the floor. From the sudden noises and the action of what was happening, Max began to wake slightly, her eyes drifting. She knew that she was in danger and was trying to respond, but her body wouldn't allow her to.
"Logan?" She whispered weakly up at him, unaware of Renfro and the gun. He shushed her gently before turning his head back to Renfro. Krit started to make an advance on Renfro, but the gun was instantly aimed at him and caused him to stop in his tracks.
"No one move, or I'll shoot." She turned the gun towards Max and Logan before cocking the gun. Krit started to move closer and Refro snapped her head to his direction. "I'll do it. Tell me Krit, do you want to kill your sister, because that's what you're doing every time you take a step." She said warningly, Krit didn't answer but froze completely. Renfro's voice was unnaturally calm at a time like that, she seemed to know exactly what she was doing and felt no remorse for it.
Logan could see the strain in Syl's face. Her gaze was on the gun in Renfro's hand. She looked as if she was calculating whether she could get to it before Renfro could fire and she knew it would be a risky move. If Syl dove for the gun, Renfro might shoot and end up hitting Max or himself. If Renfro fired later, it would hit Syl and possibly wound or kill her.
"Don't do it." Logan thought, wishing that Syl could read his plea. Max began to stir as she regain some consciousness. She was glancing around the room and wincing every time she turned her head. Logan turned back to Renfro and stared at the gun that was now aimed at him and saw her applying a slight pressure to the trigger. He closed his eyes in a long blink and swallowed. He really didn't want another part of him paralyzed, or maybe even worse.
Suddenly, there was a quick motion from Syl's direction as a small dagger was unsheathed from her boot and thrown across the room, into Renfro's arm, making her drop the gun and stumble back in surprise. She clutched her wounded arm with her good one and backed up over to her desk. She slammed her fist against the red button and the siren started to wail again. Syl rushed over, tightened her fists so hard she knew they were white, and then delivered a mighty blow to Renfro's face. Renfro fell backwards and onto the floor again, tending to the new blood flow coming from her nose.
"Time to go, Maxie." Krit said as he rushed over to her and with little effort picked her up and held her in his arms. She felt like a rag doll, weak and dazed. Max tried to fight the overpowering urge to sleep, but it was becoming too much and she felt herself slipping unconscious again.
Krit and Logan lead the way down the hall with Syl and Bling right behind them. As they turned the corner, a heavy row of guards blocked their way, all standing still as more came around another corner and completely blocked their escape. As the four turned to see any way out, they found they were completely surrounded by Manticore guards that were steadily advancing on them.
Renfro found her way through the crowd of soldiers and up front. "Give it up." She said to them, somewhat out of breath. Then with a smile she added, "You're not leaving." The only sound heard was the dozen or so guards cocking their guns simultaneously and aiming them at the group.