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6:00. 6:00:01. 6:00:02. A man with long, streaming black hair and a rough beard walked through the airport. His cell phone rang. "Hello?" The man rasped. "Are you in yet?" "You'll know when I'm in." The man shut the cell phone and jammed it into his coat. He continued walking, until he reached security. The man took note of three security guards. Two men, one female, all armed with Berettas. And a soldier in army fatigues, complete with MP-5 slung over his shoulder. The man walked through security. BEEP! BEEP! The metal detector went off. The man withdrew a Game Boy. "Sorry fellas, forgot to take it out of my pocket." Male Guard 1 approached. "Sir, we're gonna have to check you with this." He pulled out a long stick that was used to detect metal on a body. He ran it up and down the man- and got a series of beeps at the guy's hip. The guy, in one fluid motion, grabbed the gun, held it to the Male #1's head, and used Male #1 as a shield. He then yanked a Beretta handgun from the holster on his pocket and shot the soldier in the head. The soldier collapsed, his life's blood spewing from his head with each heartbeat. BLAM! BLAM! Female Guard collapsed, blood splattered onto the wall behind her. Male #2 shot his friend in the chest, but the attacker killed Male #2 easily with a well-placed bullet. The Attacker then grabbed the MP-5, slinging it onto his shoulder, and took the Berettas. They were the same kind he had. He put the clips on his belt and reloaded his Beretta. Then the Attacker walked further into the airport. He fired a shot into the air. Security came running, and prepared to open fire. The Attacker shot three guards quickly, and the rest were taken out by sudden waves of gunfire from the gates. Attackers in each gate wiped out security. "Ladies and gentlemen, this airport is now under our control. Everyone gets to Gate 5-A now!" The Attacker yelled. The crowds were slowly hustled forward. A man looked at his wife. "Jake? What's going on?" "Jane, it looks like the airport's been taken over." The man's son looked scared to death. "Daddy? Are we gonna die?" "No, Aidan. We'll be fine. CTU will be getting wind of this." Jake Bauer shot a look at the captor. A guard walked out of a store and headed towards the Attacker. "Hey, Nick, how'd it go?" The guard asked. The Attacker, Nick, looked up. "Hey Johnny. Thanks for giving my friends the weapons under the chairs. Saved my ass." The guard grinned. "And it looks like we have a celebrity among us, doesn't it?" Nick glanced at Johnny. "What the hell are you talking about?" Johnny gestured with his weapon. Senator of California David Palmer was trying to remain unnoticed in the crowd. Nick glared. "David Palmer! Come here!" Palmer gulped, and began the walk up to the terrorists. "Hello Palmer. On your knees." Nick put his gun to Palmer's head. The 50 goons behind Nick were grinning. "Kill the bastard." Nick smiled. "Shut the hell up, retards." He smiled at Palmer, who was kneeling before him. Then he pulled the trigger.
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6:00. 6:00:01. 6:00:02. A man with long, streaming black hair and a rough beard walked through the airport. His cell phone rang. "Hello?" The man rasped. "Are you in yet?" "You'll know when I'm in." The man shut the cell phone and jammed it into his coat. He continued walking, until he reached security. The man took note of three security guards. Two men, one female, all armed with Berettas. And a soldier in army fatigues, complete with MP-5 slung over his shoulder. The man walked through security. BEEP! BEEP! The metal detector went off. The man withdrew a Game Boy. "Sorry fellas, forgot to take it out of my pocket." Male Guard 1 approached. "Sir, we're gonna have to check you with this." He pulled out a long stick that was used to detect metal on a body. He ran it up and down the man- and got a series of beeps at the guy's hip. The guy, in one fluid motion, grabbed the gun, held it to the Male #1's head, and used Male #1 as a shield. He then yanked a Beretta handgun from the holster on his pocket and shot the soldier in the head. The soldier collapsed, his life's blood spewing from his head with each heartbeat. BLAM! BLAM! Female Guard collapsed, blood splattered onto the wall behind her. Male #2 shot his friend in the chest, but the attacker killed Male #2 easily with a well-placed bullet. The Attacker then grabbed the MP-5, slinging it onto his shoulder, and took the Berettas. They were the same kind he had. He put the clips on his belt and reloaded his Beretta. Then the Attacker walked further into the airport. He fired a shot into the air. Security came running, and prepared to open fire. The Attacker shot three guards quickly, and the rest were taken out by sudden waves of gunfire from the gates. Attackers in each gate wiped out security. "Ladies and gentlemen, this airport is now under our control. Everyone gets to Gate 5-A now!" The Attacker yelled. The crowds were slowly hustled forward. A man looked at his wife. "Jake? What's going on?" "Jane, it looks like the airport's been taken over." The man's son looked scared to death. "Daddy? Are we gonna die?" "No, Aidan. We'll be fine. CTU will be getting wind of this." Jake Bauer shot a look at the captor. A guard walked out of a store and headed towards the Attacker. "Hey, Nick, how'd it go?" The guard asked. The Attacker, Nick, looked up. "Hey Johnny. Thanks for giving my friends the weapons under the chairs. Saved my ass." The guard grinned. "And it looks like we have a celebrity among us, doesn't it?" Nick glanced at Johnny. "What the hell are you talking about?" Johnny gestured with his weapon. Senator of California David Palmer was trying to remain unnoticed in the crowd. Nick glared. "David Palmer! Come here!" Palmer gulped, and began the walk up to the terrorists. "Hello Palmer. On your knees." Nick put his gun to Palmer's head. The 50 goons behind Nick were grinning. "Kill the bastard." Nick smiled. "Shut the hell up, retards." He smiled at Palmer, who was kneeling before him. Then he pulled the trigger.
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