Chapter 16
Thunder Cat's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shalimar struggled to open up the door to the storage garage as Brennan was starting to lean more heavily on her. "Just hang on," Shalimar told him.
"What do you think I'm doing," Brennan joked gripping Shalimar's shoulder tightly to keep his balance.
Shalimar smiled and swung the door open, "shit."
"You can say that again," Brennan said looking down at the different styles of snowmobiles from Polaris's to Arctic Cats.
Shalimar slowly started walking with Brennan to the stairs making their way down the steel stairs to the bottom floor. She made it over to one of the snowmobiles and set Brennan down on one of the seats. He watched her as she went over to a rack full of helmets, pants, and supplies.
She grabbed some pants and a backpack off of the rack, she threw Brennan some pants. He laughed and slowly put them on. "What's so funny?" Shalimar asked not even looking at him, as she was trying to gather up supplies they might need.
"Oh that we have to bundle up, because it's so friggin' cold out," Brennan smiled.
"I wonder why he has this compound in the Arctic?" Shalimar replied putting on her own pair of pants.
"Hell if I know. I just can wait to get home and get some sun," Brennan whispered as his breath became shallower.
Shalimar turned and looked at him a pain expression on her face. "We'll get home soon," she answered and turned around stuffing more things in the backpack.
She finally swung the backpack over her shoulder and grabbed two helmets off the shelf above and made her was back over to Brennan.
Brennan swung his leg over for Shalimar to have a seat in front of him so she could drive them out of there. She was about to climb on and start the snowmobile up, when the door busted open.
"YOU TWO STOP!" one of the three guards yelled at them.
"Oh shit," Brennan said seeing them draw their guns.
Shalimar reached over and pulled Brennan off of the snowmobile. Brennan smiled as he braced himself over her as they hid behind wooden boxes. "Is this comfortable?" Brennan grinned.
"Well don't get to comfortable rocket boy," Shalimar chuckled, before machine gun bullets flew around the boxes.
Brennan sighed and climbed off of Shalimar and sat next to her with both of their backs up against the box behind them. "Now what?" Brennan asked flinching slightly as bullets tore up the box sheltering them.
Shalimar reached behind her pulling out the handgun from the back of her pants. "I really didn't think this would come in handy," Shalimar shrugged.
She pushed herself away from the box and propped herself onto her knees; she slowly peeked around the box to get a look at the men. Shalimar's head quickly came back as bullets aimed in her direction, and she slid back over closer to Brennan.
"All right there's three of them, and they each take turns on reloading there guns so it's continual fire," Shalimar explained to him.
"Oh great," Brennan said sarcastically, Shalimar just smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Brennan just gave her a strange look, "what was that for?"
"Just for being you," Shalimar smiled running her hand through her hair to get it out of her face.
Brennan repositioned himself quickly, so his breathing sounded somewhat normal. "So what are we going to do?"
"Ah…good question," Shalimar agreed. "I can't take a good shot at them, when they're aiming start for my head. I need a distraction," she glanced over at him.
Brennan gave her a sly smile, "why didn't you say so?" He quickly charged a spark of electricity in his fingers.
Shalimar nodded with a small smile on her face, before getting in kneeling position. She fumbled through her pockets in her jacket and pulled out the clips that she took from Zan, placing them down in front of her for a quick reload when necessary. "Ready?" she asked loading the gun.
"Yup," Brennan confirmed as he charged up some electricity in his palm.
Shalimar gripped the trigger of the gun, "now!"
Brennan turned on his side and threw streams of energy towards the men on top of the balcony. He didn't necessarily hit the men, but jumped them just enough to stop their gun charade. Shalimar quickly aimed up and finished out the clip in the gun taking down only one of the men, before the other two started shooting again.
Shalimar ducked down along with Brennan and changed clips, "well one down two to go." She huffed.
Brennan groaned and painfully gripped his side, concern flushed across Shalimar's face, "you ok?" She asked him gently placing her hand on Brennan's arm.
Brennan shook his head yes, "uh huh."
"Do you have enough energy to do it again?" Shalimar asked him.
"Ya," Brennan whispered.
"Ok, ready?" Shalimar asked him getting ready to shoot again.
Brennan nodded and gathered a small amount of energy as it was the most he could gather before passing out. He turned around at let the energy fly, sending it into the railing. Sparks flew, blinding the two men for a brief second giving Shalimar enough time to fire of the next clip at the two men. One of the men grabbed his chest, stumbled forward, and tumbled over the railing smashing into the boxes below.
Shalimar had to duck down again to reload the next clip giving the last guard time to continue shooting. "Well at least I hit two out of the three," Shalimar joked.
Brennan smiled weakly, "and two clips left, I think you can do it."
"Well we'll wait for him to reload, and that should give me time to shoot his ass down," Shalimar grinned slapping in one of the clips.
"No I can distract him with another bolt," Brennan explained.
Shalimar lifted on of her eyebrows in detest, "I don't think so, you need to save your energy for when we head out here." she nodded towards the garage door.
"But…" Brennan began to protest.
"No buts, I don't want you risking it," Shalimar explained.
Brennan gave her a questioning look, "why don't you?" He asked wanting her to tell him how she felt.
"Ahh…ahh," Shalimar started, but the silence of the guards' machine gun stopped her train of thought. Without any hesitation she propped herself up over the box covering them and squeezed the trigger. Brennan turned and watched; to his amazement Shalimar hit the guard with outstanding accuracy. Shalimar squeezed the trigger sending another bullet in the man's direction, she continued until the man slowly fell to his knee. Brennan looked over at her; her face has pure hatred written all over it. He moved over to her and placed his hand on her arm.
"Shal he's dead," Brennan, told her softly as she let out one last bullet hitting the man in the chest once again, before he finally fell over.
Shalimar lowered her gun and looked down at it, "I…I…don't know what came over me." She explained looking up into Brennan's eyes, her eyes filling up with tears. "It was like I blamed him for everything that happened."
"Hey it's ok," Brennan said pulling her into a hug. "Now let's get the hell out of here before anymore come," he suggested.
Shalimar pulled out of the hug, "lets." She stood up and helped Brennan to his feet.
He braced himself on her as she led them over to a snowmobile; he sat down on the back as Shalimar went back over and grabbed the backpack. "You mind wearing our supplies?" Shalimar asked Brennan walking back over.
"Not at all," Brennan said willingly strapping it onto his back when Shalimar handed it to him.
She ran over to the garage door pushing the button for it to open as she put on one of the helmets she had grabbed. A gust of snow and winded entered the garage, Shalimar eyes widened before turning around and heading back to the sled. Brennan was putting on his helmet, when Shalimar straddled over the snowmobile.
"These guys are so dumb," Shalimar huffed.
"Why?" Brennan asked before slapping down the shield over his eyes.
"They left every key in each sled," Shalimar laughed, turning the key starting up the Thunder Cat that she had chosen. She smiled hearing the engine roar, "it has a nice engine."
"What?" Brennan asked not hearing her over the noise.
"Never mind," Shalimar grinned, shutting the shield on her helmet.
Brennan saw her and did the same, and held on for dear life knowing she couldn't resist gunning in out of the garage into the blizzard like conditions outside. Sure enough Brennan was right, Shalimar clutched the throttle and the sled took off out of the garage with the door shutting behind them.
* * *
Abby ran down the hall with the three guards behind her, she slid to a stop in front of the door. She tried opening up the door, but it was locked. Riley, Shannon, and Vince stopped what they were doing and looked at each other in panic.
"I know that you guys are in there!" Abby yelled from the other side of the door. "If you don't open the door and surrender or I'm going to have to bust my way in and take you by force."
"If you want us come and get us!" Riley yelled.
Vince and Shannon whipped their heads in her direction. "Ri, she probably has a whole army behind her," Shannon explained.
"Shannon, you might want to go invisible before she busts the door down. Maybe you can surprise some of them," Riley explained.
"It'll be my pleasure," Shannon replied giving her a sly smiled before disappearing.
Abby eyes flashed feral and she lowered her shoulder into the door, taking it off its hinges. The four rushed into the room, where Riley and Vince stood there waiting for them.
"Where is Shannon?" Abby asked looking around the room.
"We don't know, we thought you might," Vince said sarcastically.
"Don't be smart with me," Abby explained with a hint of hatred in her voice.
Vince shrugged, "where's the fun in that?"
Riley just sighed, "so are we going to get this over with?"
Abby's eyes flashed their golden color, before she leaped in the air at the two. Vince grinned with pride as his glowed silver as his canine side took over his body, as Abby landed in front of him. "Boy this is going to be fun," Vince gave a throaty growl.
Abby crouched down and gave a slight hiss, "it'll be my pleasure in kicking your ass."
Vince's lip just curled up baring his teeth as he gave another growl. Before either of them could attack, one of the men dropped to the ground. Shannon materialized over his body, "that was funny."
"Get those two?" Abby demanded the two other guards. "I'll take care of him," Abby glared at Vince.
Vince opened his arms as an invite for her to hit him, "bring it on!"
Abby snarled and lunged at him; Vince copied her move launching him self in the air at her. They collided half way sending each other to the ground. Abby quickly through a roundhouse kick as she landed on the ground, to Vince's face sending him to the ground. Abby crouched down licking her lips as Vince propped himself up on this hands and knees.
He whipped a small trickle of blood from the corner of his lip; looking up at Abby he saw her expression. "OH…that's it," Vince said getting up on his feet. "My mom always told me never to hit a woman, but for you I'm gonna have to make an exception." Abby just smiled and began attacking him once again.
Shannon and Riley stood side by side, looking at the two big hearty men in front of them, as the men unlatched their guns and placed them on the ground. Riley glanced at Shannon, "shall we?"
"Let's," Shannon side with a grin.
The two girls stepped forward and began throwing punches towards the guard's guts, but they were easily deflected. Each of the girls received a couple of hits, which they were unable to stop. The guards were twice their size and the girls were getting tired. They had finally gotten a couple of good kicks to the men's heads, giving them a short break as the guards stumbled backwards.
"These guys are harder than I thought they would be," Riley stated.
"You're telling me," Shannon replied out of breath.
"Well at least Vince is having fun," Riley smiled, hearing him bark several times.
Shannon just giggled, "Well at least one of us is."
Riley looked over at her friend, "hey one of your abilities is propulsion, why can you use it?"
Shannon gave her a weird look, "have you ever seen me use it?"
"No," Riley replied watching the men come after them.
"Well…it's…not…pretty," Shannon told her in between punches. "And the fact…that I can't stop…myself could…be…another reason."
Riley just started laughing, but it ceased when the man whipped a backhand across her face. Riley grabbed the side of her face in pain; she quickly looked back at the man. "Now you've done it!" she said angrily.
Riley gathered up more strength and released more punches into the guards' stomach. Shannon glanced at Riley and she smiled as copied Riley's moves.
Vince looked over at the girls as he tried to fend off Abby; they seemed to be handling them selves nicely. He was getting bored the two were evenly matched only managing to get in a couple of punches.
"You're good," Abby huffed. "Too bad we did spar while you were still with us."
Vince just raised his eyebrow, "thanks I think."
Abby just grinned and lunged at him again Vince wasn't prepared for it. Abby grabbed him by the shirt and toss him over onto the computers.
Riley and Shannon turned to see what the crashing noise was behind them, forgetting about the men they were fighting. They saw Vince struggling to get up from the table that he smashed into. With out warning the two guards grabbed the girls, putting them both in headlocks.
Shannon kicked and squirmed along with Riley as they tried to free themselves. Riley struggled as best as she could but no luck the men were too strong. She glanced over at Shannon who was trying to signal for her to use her powers to get them loose, but Riley just smiled. "Shannon…have you…seen…Miss…Congeniality?" Riley asked as the man squeezed her throat.
"Ya," Shannon replied with a huge grin on her face.
"Now would be…a…fun time…to try…her talent…at the…end," Riley explained.
Shannon shook her head in agreement and giggled to herself, knowing what Riley wanted her to do. With in, seconds the two girls simultaneously began the sequence. The men crumbled down for the count as the girls stood over them, giving each other high fives.
"I knew that would come in handy some day," Riley stated kick one of them in the gut as he rolled around.
"Ya, but you could have used your powers and do something…geez!" Shannon said with a huff.
Riley shrugged, "where's the fun in that?"
Shannon just rolled her eyes, before she could reply they heard Vince, "AHHHHH!" They turned around just in time to see flying into another table. He slowly stood up, "help would be good!"
The girls rushed over and surrounded Abby who crouched down, "three of you against me. This should be fun," Abby smirked.
"Make that four," a voice came from the door.
Abby looked towards the door along with everyone else in the room. "Ashley? What are you doing?" Abby asked a little nervous.
"Finishing what I've started," Ashley replied walking forward drawing her gun pointing it at her.
Riley eyes widened, "Ash, what are you doing?"
"I'm ending this," Ashley said cocking the gun.
"Crawford will kill you if you do this!" Abby yelled at her.
"Not if he's already dead," Ashley replied then paused as Abby's eyes widened in fear, "and do you really think he would kill his own daughter?"
"What?" Abby asked shocked.
Ashley shook her head in disappointment. "I'm surprised for a feral you couldn't tell." Abby just looked at her completely confused. "See what I mean, you still don't believe me," Ashley just crept closer.
She stood right in front of Abby and pointed the barrel of the gun into Abby's forehead. Shannon looked at Riley with a nervous look on her face then back to Ashley, "Ashley don't do it, you'll be just like them."
Abby grinned, "you don't have the guts to kill in cold blood."
"Tell that to Zan and my dad," Ashley explained.
Abby gulped as a sly smile crossed Ashley face, before thrusting the end of the gun into Abby's head knocking her to the ground unconscious. She turned around to the other three, "for a feral she wasn't keen into her senses."
The three laughed at her comment as she walked up to them. "Come on let's get out of here. I'll take you some place safe," Ashley explained holding out her hands for them to take. With in seconds the vanished from the room, leaving Abby unconscious with the rest of the guards to find their own way out of the compound.