The automatic doors behind him closed, he stridden along the wall looking to the rooms to the side. The place was abandon but look like it had been in use from the minute he walked in door. He continued down the hallway that seemed endless while carrying the girl in his arms, which spiked his energy. Charlie phone began rattling and ringing in his pocket, he laid down the girl against one of the walls and flipped out his phone.
Chalk: "Yes"
Tank: "Get out the something is wrong"
Charlie put the phone back in his pocket, pulled the girl up onto his shoulder and kept running deeper into the building. He found a room surrounded with green tiles on the ceiling, floor and walls, in the centre was a hospital bed with tables with tools on them. He laid the girl onto the bed. He stood there for a second staring at the girls beautiful face, he was amazed by it but then the sound of heavy boot blurred it out of his mind. He just knew cops or agents were coming but dreaded the thought of agents. He began looking for a weapon, any sort of weapon for him would do, he rummaged through the implements table and found three knifes, sparking in the light above. He took a position in a corner of the wall of the door, placed one knife's blade in between his thumb and index finger and the other knifes in his left hand. He crouched down and waited for the cops to arrive. One walked backwards and once outside the door leaned his head Charlie was alert and spun the knife in his direction, it cut into his flesh and fast enough to go through his bone and piecing his brain. All life in the body disappeared and it fell to the ground. Chalk stood up and slowly step-by-step stepped to his left then yet another peered in with his gun at the ready. Charlie quickly threw a knife into the forehead of the cop making him fall dead on top of the other cop. He flipped the last knife into the right hand.
Chalk heard mumbles and crackling sounds but caught the words "back up". He slowly crept along the floor to the door, peered out and saw three cops crouched near the wall. He spotted a Beretta in first guy's hand. Chalk spun his last knife at the cop's wrist and as it struck the man's wrist quickly shot up realising the gun and a few drops of blood. The Beretta twirled in the air and landed into the palm of Charlie's hand, he snapped his left hand to the bottom and turn the up to an upright position, he pulled back the trigger blasting out a round to the first guy's head, he fell forward and Chalk let loose another bullet into the second cop's head, he then fell forward.
He except to see the third guy sitting there shaking but was surprised to see the guy aiming his MP53 at Charlie's forehead. Chalk shoot out a round but was exchanged for another in his left side of his stomach, but with such accurate placed bullet, Chalk's bullet cut through the eye of the cop. Charlie flew back into the door ripping it off its hinges and dropping the Beretta on the ceramic floor tiles.
He pulled himself onto his hands and knees and crawled to the MP53 on the floor, picked it up and warped the strap round his back. Then headed back into the room with the girl picking up the Berettas along the way. He got in the room and leaned against the wall, counting and reloading the bullets of the guns. He pulled out two full clips of the Beretta's and chucked and away the gun, he placed the clips next to his cell phone in pocket, then leaning forward and swinging the MP53 onto his back. He picked up the two other Berettas and placed one in each hand.
The heavy sound of guns alerted him more but couldn't move too well with his injury. He then unloaded the left Beretta, placed the magazine in his pocket and threw away the gun. He held his wound and staggered to his feet then trotted to the door. He peered round the edge of the door to see a new police force recognisable by the sign on their chest, S.W.A.T. The team drew closer and closer pulling back the loaders on the primary weapon: Benelli shotgun and the MP53 sub-machine guns.
Chalk counted ten members put his arm straight in front of him and fired off five rounds not hitting any target. He drew it back and placed his left hand under to support it. He fired another four rounds at one target; cutting into his head, he was eliminated for good. He then fired another five bullets at his next S.W.A.T target. But the cop stood still and began aiming, but before his trigger finger was pulled back enough three bullet landed into his flesh. With the last grasp of his life he pulled the trigger as he fell, unloading a slug into his mate's head.
Chalk spun in behind the door and unloaded the empty clip onto the floor then inserted a fresh full clip.
Chalk: "Three down!"
The spun out again and fired off the entire clip at three opponents, all falling dead to the floor, heads bounced and guns rattled as the landed on the floor. He spun back in again and plopped his Beretta in his empty holster. Pulled down the strap around his body and grabbed the trigger handle with his right hand and barrel with his left. He peered out and saw the two remaining cops crouched down with their bullet-proof shields in front of them, he moved his head back in and his back again. He stood there thinking.
Chalk (thinking): "Bullets are no good"
Charlie frowned and continued to think.
Chalk (thinking): "I need cover or any explosive"
Chalk: "Crap"
Chalk thought for a plan rambling in his head, and then caught 1.
Chalk: "I give up!"
S.W.A.T Guy: "Come out with your hands up"
Chalk didn't move, just kept the gun up and waited. Then he looked to his left and saw a few fragmentation grenades. Bent down and picked them up. He then peered out seeing them still in a protection position. He had no way of getting the grenades to explode before they would run away.
A clink sound at the back of his ear caught his attention, he turned and saw three smoke canisters being thrown throw the window and towards the cops. Chalks plan was saved he rolled down a few frag grenades, turned in and covered his ears. The sound of the grenade still penetrated through his hands. He looked out and saw them all dead after the smoke faded away. He looked over to the window and saw a black figure climb throw the shattered window.
