Chapter Twelve
Museum
Arwen and Leet pushed their way through the crowds of museum goers, ignoring the cries of dismay and irritation following them. Once they were inside the museum, a woman at the front desk informed them that it was ten dollars to get inside the museum, and five more dollars to see the special exhibit on feudal Japan. Arwen and Leet ignored her, and ran into the museum. Behind them, Agent Daniels stepped out of the line, speaking into his earpiece.
"They're going to try to get to the top floor," he muttered. "Seal off the elevators."
Then a confused man replaced him as he phased into one of the elevators, and hit the emergency red button that halted it. Johnson and Henderson did the same for all the other elevators.
Leet and Arwen ran through the enormous main hall, chased after by three pudgy security guards. As they neared five elevators, Arwen and Leet punched the silver "up" buttons on two separate elevators. Neither of them moved. As the guards drew closer, they hit the buttons on the other three elevators. Nothing happened.
"Shit," Leet muttered. "Stairs?"
"Of course."
The door to the stairwell opened, and Agent Daniels appeared, flanked by Agent Henderson and Agent Johnson.
"Or not." Leet and Arwen whirled around to see the three security guards approaching. Drawing in deep breaths, they punched and kicked their way through the guards, and began running to the feudal Japan exhibit. Henderson and Johnson drew their guns.
"Only shoot at the girl," Daniels ordered.
They both began to fire.
Arwen heard the gunshots, and glanced at Leet. "Keep running," she ordered. "I'll cover you."
"But-"
"DO IT!"
Leet continued to run, and ducked into the exhibit. Arwen whirled around, drew two Desert Eagles, and began to fire.
Leet, now inside the exhibit, glanced around and saw two katanas displayed inside a glass case. He tore off his jacket, wrapped it around his hand, and punched through the case, grabbing the two katanas.
Leet heard the firing stop, two dry clicks, and then several more gunshots.
"Oh shit," he muttered, running out into the open. He saw Arwen on the ground, and the three agents training their guns on him. He ran forward, ignoring the bullets whizzing by him, and then plunged both katanas into Daniels. He appeared mildly surprised, and then turned into another unconscious human, as Leet whirled around and quickly perforated Henderson and Johnson with his twin blades.
Leet ran back to Arwen, dropped his katanas, and knelt beside her. She glanced up at him, and muttered irritably.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Ow. Yeah, I'm fine." She struggled to sit up. "Just a few flesh wounds. Gimme your tie."
Andy took off his tie without questioning her, and she tied it around a wound on her arm.
"There," she muttered, allowing Andy to help her to her feet. "That should take care of it until we reach the real world." She staggered, and Andy grabbed one of her shoulders, glancing down at another bullet wound in her abdomen.
"That's nothing," she explained. "Just a flesh wound." She glanced at the three unconscious humans lying where the agents had been. "You took care of all three of them?"
"Yeah. Guess they weren't expecting me to come at them with a katana."
"You're talking as if it isn't such a big deal."
"It is?"
"Shit, Andy, nobody's killed three agents at once before."
"Well, nobody's tried it with two katanas." He picked them up, and offered one to Arwen.
"You keep 'em," she suggested. "I'll just stick with my guns." She produced two more guns from her jacket. "The stairs are probably clear now."
Leet nodded. "Probably. Let's go."
Arwen and Leet pushed their way through the crowds of museum goers, ignoring the cries of dismay and irritation following them. Once they were inside the museum, a woman at the front desk informed them that it was ten dollars to get inside the museum, and five more dollars to see the special exhibit on feudal Japan. Arwen and Leet ignored her, and ran into the museum. Behind them, Agent Daniels stepped out of the line, speaking into his earpiece.
"They're going to try to get to the top floor," he muttered. "Seal off the elevators."
Then a confused man replaced him as he phased into one of the elevators, and hit the emergency red button that halted it. Johnson and Henderson did the same for all the other elevators.
Leet and Arwen ran through the enormous main hall, chased after by three pudgy security guards. As they neared five elevators, Arwen and Leet punched the silver "up" buttons on two separate elevators. Neither of them moved. As the guards drew closer, they hit the buttons on the other three elevators. Nothing happened.
"Shit," Leet muttered. "Stairs?"
"Of course."
The door to the stairwell opened, and Agent Daniels appeared, flanked by Agent Henderson and Agent Johnson.
"Or not." Leet and Arwen whirled around to see the three security guards approaching. Drawing in deep breaths, they punched and kicked their way through the guards, and began running to the feudal Japan exhibit. Henderson and Johnson drew their guns.
"Only shoot at the girl," Daniels ordered.
They both began to fire.
Arwen heard the gunshots, and glanced at Leet. "Keep running," she ordered. "I'll cover you."
"But-"
"DO IT!"
Leet continued to run, and ducked into the exhibit. Arwen whirled around, drew two Desert Eagles, and began to fire.
Leet, now inside the exhibit, glanced around and saw two katanas displayed inside a glass case. He tore off his jacket, wrapped it around his hand, and punched through the case, grabbing the two katanas.
Leet heard the firing stop, two dry clicks, and then several more gunshots.
"Oh shit," he muttered, running out into the open. He saw Arwen on the ground, and the three agents training their guns on him. He ran forward, ignoring the bullets whizzing by him, and then plunged both katanas into Daniels. He appeared mildly surprised, and then turned into another unconscious human, as Leet whirled around and quickly perforated Henderson and Johnson with his twin blades.
Leet ran back to Arwen, dropped his katanas, and knelt beside her. She glanced up at him, and muttered irritably.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Ow. Yeah, I'm fine." She struggled to sit up. "Just a few flesh wounds. Gimme your tie."
Andy took off his tie without questioning her, and she tied it around a wound on her arm.
"There," she muttered, allowing Andy to help her to her feet. "That should take care of it until we reach the real world." She staggered, and Andy grabbed one of her shoulders, glancing down at another bullet wound in her abdomen.
"That's nothing," she explained. "Just a flesh wound." She glanced at the three unconscious humans lying where the agents had been. "You took care of all three of them?"
"Yeah. Guess they weren't expecting me to come at them with a katana."
"You're talking as if it isn't such a big deal."
"It is?"
"Shit, Andy, nobody's killed three agents at once before."
"Well, nobody's tried it with two katanas." He picked them up, and offered one to Arwen.
"You keep 'em," she suggested. "I'll just stick with my guns." She produced two more guns from her jacket. "The stairs are probably clear now."
Leet nodded. "Probably. Let's go."
