Matt dropped the clip that he had just pulled out of his gun. He fumbled around inside his pocket but found nothing. 'damn, last clip.' Right as he was about to start to walk to the police station a B.E. car pulled up next to him. He pulled his trench coat up against his face to hide it from view. The officer approached him. 'fat bastard' Matt thought. "Sir I believe that you are under arrest for shooting off a fire arm in a pedestrian zone." He pulled out handcuffs out of his back pocket. "What the hell man!" Matt yelled at him, "A guy drove off with my vehicle!" He looked unimpressed. "Well then you should've came and gotten me, I would've stopped him." Matt smirked. "Yeah right you mean eat him?" With that comment the officer became enraged. "Listen punk come with me and be Quiet!!" Matt took a step back. "I don't think so buddy." Matt grabbed the officer's arm and flipped him on the ground. The officer frantically grabbed for his gun but found that it was missing. Unlucky for the officer, Matt had the gun and it was pointing at his head. "Give me your car keys" Matt said in a stern voice. The officer reached for his radio that was laying on the ground next to him. As he reached for it a shot sounded and the radio was a smoldering heap of metal and wires. By this time a group of pedestrians were watching the confrontation. "You'll have to kill me first before I give you the keys!" the officer yelled at Matt. "So be it." The crowd screamed as the bullet ripped through the officers forehead. In all the panic Matt bent down and pulled the key's out of the officer's pocket, twirled them around his fingers, and walked toward the car. 'Now to get my speeder back.'
'I can't believe I did this, I can't believe I did this' kept repeating in the mind of Ken. He was racing through the outskirts of the city in a stolen speeder loaded with ammunition and guns. 'I did need the money, that's why I stole the speeder, but now, what for the ammunition…' He pulled up side of an old warehouse and jumped out. As he was running inside a hand grabbed him on the shoulder. "Are you Ken?" The man asked. Ken's brow began to sweat. 'oh shit, it's the Joe's hit man' "Yes" He said quietly. Before the man could respond a car came to a screeching halt outside the building. The man turned and saw a figure in a black coat step out from the car. "Who the hell are you?" The first man asked. "Why the hell do you care?" "You have no business here." The man in the coat stepped forward, toward the parked speeder. "Yes I do." Ken eyed both men and darted off into the warehouse. The first man turned toward Ken and pulled out a .45, leveled it, and a bullet ripped through his head.
Matt ran pass the fallen body after the boy who stole his speeder. 'What is it with today, all I wanted is to get some ammo. He ran pass crated and boxes marked with a weird looking symbol. He slowed and looked at one carefully. It was the symbol of Dr. Joe's pharmaceutical company. "Don't move!" Matt turned around. A bullet ripped through the box next to him. Matt dove for cover behind some barrels. Another shot flew past his leg. Matt peeked over the barrels at the area where the shots had been fired. Another shot ricocheted past his head. It was that stupid teen that stole his speeder. 'Say goodbye little boy' Matt thought as he stood up. Two shots fired simultaneously. One missed. The other knocked a gun from the hands of an armature.
'Fuck!' Ken thought.
"Don't move or I will kill you." Matt said to the fool standing on a crate of boxes. The teen didn't move. Matt stepped out from behind the barrels. "Who are you?" "Ken" The boy replied, shaking in fear. "Why did you steal my speeder?" "I needed it to sell for money." Matt kept the gun leveled at his head. "Why did that man-" He was cut off by someone yelling at the entrance to the warehouse. Matt motioned for the kid to come down from his hiding spot. "Get behind the barrels." Matt instructed. The kid hid hind the barrels, rubbing his hand. Matt looked from behind the barrels. "Listen I don't know who you are but you're coming with me, just be ready when I come back." The kid tried to protest but Matt glared at him.
Matt ran off toward the entrance of the warehouse, slowing when he got closer. He pressed his body against the boxes as he saw a shadow appear from behind the crates. Reloading his .45 he aimed it in that direction. The shadow stopped luckily and Matt inched forward. He held his breath in long strings. Peeking around the corner he saw three men standing around the body of the fallen man. Matt saw a speeder parked right next to two of the men. 'Bye-bye' Matt swung his arm around the corner and shot at the bike. The first shot missed but the second hit the gas tank. The two men standing near the bike went flying, while the third was knocked down from the blast. Matt dashed past the fallen men and jumped on his speeder. Kicking it into gear he spun around just as the third man was beginning to stand. As Matt passed him by, the man pulled his gun out and fired at Matt. Two bullets missed but the third hit Matt's mirror. "Bastard."
"Great now I'm going to be captive of a crazed murder." Ken muttered to himself. His luck slowly became worse and worse. First getting tangled up with this Joe guy and now this. He just didn't know what this world was coming to. He heard an explosion and stood up to see what it was. He saw three men laying on the floor and the second man dash toward the speeder he stole. Ken ducked back down behind the barrels as he saw the one of the fallen men get up. Just as he did a shot flew past his head and hit the boxes behind him. He looked over at the opposite isle and saw his gun. 'I'm out of here' Ken got up and scurried across the isle way. He picked up his gun. It had a big dent in the side, and didn't look operational any more. Just then the second man pulled up beside the barrels. "Where the hell did he go?!" The man exclaimed. Ken got up and ran the opposite way.