BGC Episode 11: Live Wire
Priss barely got out of the way of the boomer's large blade, before she used her jet to fly up quickly avoiding a tentacle that shot out from the monster's right hand. The boomer shot more tentacles at her, as it tried to wrap her in its deadly web. She made a face, and air flipped out of the way. She back flipped, and then straightening her legs with the back leg thrusters output to maximum, she used her momentum to shoot herself toward the boomer; her knuckles pointing straight at the boomer's head. They connected with the huge blue giant's skull.
BOOM!
Priss blew the monster's head off, and quickly jumped off the trunk of the boomer, it made a grab at her, but she moved her body left, then right, then ducked, and knelt on the ground before she straightened herself up, and easily side-stepping from the boomer's desperate lunge. It fell onto the ground. But just before she was going to finish it off with her laser cannon, something warned her in the back of her mind, and she quickly ran forward.
Another boomer had made a grab at her head.
Priss quickly turned around, and saw 4 boomers slowly walking toward her. She bit her lower lip for a second, before rushing into the alleyway. Finding her motoroid (bike), she jumped on the bike, and kicked the engine to life.
Behind her, the jets on the boomers' legs and back came alive; orange-crimson flames shot out and lit the night air. They came at her just as her bike's engine roared into action, and her whole being lunged forward with the screaming machine that she rode on.
"Damn," she muttered. "I wish Sylia and the rest of them were here."
She rode through the narrow lanes between houses, running over trashcans, debris, dirty clothes, and other things. The boomer smashed through the corners and followed close behind her.
Clank!
Priss quickly glanced over her shoulder. Just two? What happened to the other two?
All of the sudden, she saw a couple of projectiles flying toward her from both sides. There was no time to think, she cranked up the engine, and lifted the front wheel…
KABOOM!
She felt the heat soaking into her back briefly, as the debris from the explosion scattered in the air around her. She quickly looked to her left and right; one boomer on the roof from each side was running somewhat behind her position.
"Shit!" Priss shouted when all of the sudden she saw the darkish blue water in front of her.
She didn't realize that she was near the sea.
She quickly yanked the bike toward her right, as the wheels protested with a loud screech, and changed their direction barely before the bike could fall into the sea.
From where Priss was looking, the sea looked like an abyss. She had no time to ponder, however, as the 4 boomers split into two parties, 2 chased her from behind, and the other 2 flew parallel to her on both sides, and then two boomers on her sides tried to slash her with their claws, which she ducked, and then she kicked at the boomer at her left before it got too close for her comfort. It growled, and backed off a little bit. Priss' kick had taken out another one before the one she just took out near the waterfront.
"Missed," Priss muttered. She quickly raised her right hand, and straight punched at the boomer at her right while trying hard not to tilt the bike toward it. It flew up.
This isn't working. All right then. Priss accelerated to 230 km/h; that threw the boomers off for a few seconds. She pressed the button, and the bike responded to her command by standing and opening itself to cover and combine with her hard suit. But because she rode so fast, the force of the suit changing and clinging to her hard suit on her body almost knocked the wind out of her.
"Oompf!" Priss exhaled involuntarily. Quickly, she used the newly armored hands to hold the buster rifle tight.
She stopped, and turned around. The four boomers stopped their flights, and landed on the ground. They formed a line, and slowly advanced toward her.
Priss took a deep breath. Although my motor slave is upgraded, so are these bastards. "Come and get some, ya fuckers!" She aimed the powered rifle at them.
All four boomers stopped cold in their tracks and raised their cannons and locked on her.
Priss's eyes narrowed. Her finger was on the trigger.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Linna sat in Sylia's living room.
"So, yeah, that's my decision." She took a deep breath. "We're still friends, and I'll fight with you."
"That was easy," Sylia said with a warm smile. Then her face turned a little bleak. "Considering the circumstances, that's brave of you." She closed her eyes as she sat with her arms on her sides.
"No Sylia. I think under the circumstance this is my best option." Linna tried to smile, but frowned instead. "I know I can trust you. You won't become Largo." She almost whispered: "Right…?"
Sylia shook her head. "Don't worry about it."
Beep! Beep!
Sylia quickly got in front of the communicator, and flipped the switch on, Nene's face filled the screen. "What's up?"
"Boomers sighted at the waterfront in district 7, and…" Nene seemed to wince. "Priss is fighting them by herself."
"What?" Linna raised her voice. "She is?"
Sylia quickly called Mackie, got a confirmation, and then she turned to Linna. "Priss took her suit and motoroid. She's gone to rescue Vision herself."
"But why?" Linna asked. "They're not best friends. I actually wanted to go myself, but…"
"You came to me first. That's a good idea." Sylia quickly took off her shirt. "I think she's trying to show us and Genom that she could do this by herself." She gestured to Linna, and then to Nene, who was still on screen. "Let's go get changed. Nene, we'll meet you at 68th Street near the waterfront." She rushed out of her room, followed by Linna.
* * * * * * * * * *
Priss tried to relax her body as much as she could before taking a deep breath. The salty air filtering into her helmet made her nose tingle. She ignored the sensation, and gripped the buster rifle tighter.
The four boomers had their cannons aimed straight at her. Their aims never wavered.
Priss chose to let out her breath and screamed: "Take this you mechanical freaks!"
A thick beam of light shot out from the nuzzle, and the boomers seemed to stop for a second, as the laser beam lit up a huge area around them.
"God damn!" one of the boomer swore, as it tried to get out of the way of the huge laser beam, but it was too late for him and the boomer on his right.
Grrrrr! Both boomers in the middle growled in agony as the huge beam enveloped around them, melting and annihilating them in the process. The beam shot through and around them, and continued to race forward, and disappeared into the distant air behind where they used to stand.
The particle of the buster rifle slowly dissipated. Priss shouted with joy: "Awesome! Now that's what I'm talking about." She immediately took aim at the remaining boomers, but found that they had scattered to the right and left of her, and were coming from either side.
A quick second was all she needed before she tossed the rifle forward, with her jet blazing in the cold air. The motor slave/hard suit combination she was wearing took her backwards with explosive speed, and two anti-personnel missiles shot out at the boomers with deadly speed.
Both boomer stopped suddenly, and held their huge cannon arm up.
BOOM!
The force of the explosion knocked the boomers backwards, but as Priss watched intently, they remained standing after the smoke cleared.
"Shit!" Priss cursed, and diving forward for the buster rifle, she quickly grabbed it. With a quick spin she had one knee on the ground, and she took aim at the boomer on the right before it could even move.
Click, click, click.
The buster rifle didn't respond.
"What…what the hell?" Priss gasped. She quickly looked up, only to see the back of the huge cannon arm of a boomer coming right at her face.
Smack!
"Ah!" Priss screamed as she was knocked backwards. She pressed her jet hurriedly before she could fall into the sea. She opened up the missile ports again, and more missiles shot out, but the boomers again blocked with their cannon arms, and the missiles had no effect.
The two boomers slowly advanced toward Priss, who took a few steps back. She quickly looked back, and saw the dark blue water.
"Damn it!" she yelled, and then popping out of the motorroid armor, she raised her fists. "Come on, ya sons of bitches!"
"Tuck 'n' roll!" came a loud sound behind her right after she heard a loud splashing sound. She obeyed immediately, right before two sharp tipped missiles flew past her. As she watched, the boomers tried to fly up and to their respective right and left, but it was too late.
"Oh sh…" Priss immediately jumped into the water, and rolled up while covering her head.
KAABOOOOMMMM!!!
Priss could feel a huge heat wave coursing through her suit, accompanying the tremendous shaking that she felt, even in the icy sea water. Then huge chucks of debris fell into the water, some hitting her. The force of the debris made her cover up her head a moment longer.
Right after all the ruckus ended, Priss shot through the water, and surfaced. With her head in the clear, she saw that a huge crater occupied where she and the boomers were.
"Fuckin' cool…" she said with a hoarse voice. Then she quickly turned to see Sylia with a huge cannon in her hands, hovering somewhere behind her above the water. "Hey! Sylia! You could've blown my head off with that one!" she shouted.
Sylia seemed to shrug. "Sorry Priss, but I believe I did tell you to duck."
"Yeah, but look at the size of this hole! If I hadn't jumped my body could've been blown to bits!" Priss protested. She lit up her jet, and jumped out from the water's surface onto the center of the crater. The seawater was filling it up.
"I did upgrade the hard suits, didn't I?" Sylia waved. "Relax already."
Priss made a face. She turned to see Linna and Nene standing not too far off on land.
Both of them ran up to her, and Sylia flew onto the land as well.
The four stood together.
Priss took a deep breath and turned to look at Sylia. "Look, I…"
"I understand, Priss," Sylia said quietly. "It wasn't easy on any of you."
The left corner of Priss' mouth moved up. She turned to look at the ocean.
Sylia turned her gaze to the other two. "How about you guys? Want to work together again?"
All four had their visors up.
Linna sighed. "Sylia, I've never liked or disliked boomers that much until last time Irene…" She shook her head. "Anyway, whatever Dr. Stingray did wasn't your fault. It…It's Genom who uses boomers for evil." She held out her hand. Sylia took it.
Nene smiled. "Let me help too, Sylia." She put her hand on top of Sylia's
"Ok! Howzabout we get going here? Vision can't save herself, you know." Priss put her hand on the top of the other three's. "We can talk about whatever comes next later."
"Let's go then, I think Miss Vision is being held in the research center," Sylia said.
"What? Not around here?" Linna said in surprise. "Then what were you doing here, Priss?"
"Eh? I was just tracking a couple of regular boomers and the military types, when they discovered me." Priss shrugged. "Come on! Let's go."
The four left quickly.
Meanwhile, the huge doors of the warehouse behind them opened up, and a truck with the words "Live Crab" on it side pulled out of the warehouse, and stopped for a moment, before going in the direction where the Knight Sabers went.
"It's our information," Kou murmured in the driver's seat. "We'll take out the Genom research center and burn their secrets to the ground.
The truck disappeared into the night.
* * * * * * * * * *
The Genom research center stood near the sea. Even though it was 2:30 in the morning, where in the out skirts of the area most of the lights were out, the lights in the center were brightly lit.
Two guards, each about 7 feet tall, stood grimly in front of the large sliding doors. As Nene scoped with her sensors she swallowed and made a face. "Sylia, these two are boomers, just as you thought, but here's the kicker: Laser beams, gatling guns, heat sensors, motion detection system all around the front gate, and the first floor, all the way to the elevator door." She turned to look at Sylia, and then glanced at Priss with her tongue stuck out. Priss glared at her for a second before looking back at the front gate. "So busting in from the front door isn't going to work very well."
Sylia smiled. "That wasn't my intention anyway." She pointed to the side of the building. "I assume there are sensors and anti-personnel systems on the side as well?"
"They're all over the building, I'm afraid." Nene frowned briefly. "Wait…um..." She paused. "There aren't many sensors underground, as far as I can tell, with all the electromagnetic interference generated by whatever they're doing in there."
Sylia nodded. "I thought so, go look around for a vent or cover of some kind on the ground, when you find it use our communication frequency to alert the rest."
The Knight Sabers scattered, after Nene murmured something about 'like a military installation.'
"Found it!" Nene said, and so everyone gathered around her.
They made their entrance underground.
* * * * * * * * *
"I'm not sure which room she will be in," Nene said. "But from analyzing the electromagnetic signals that the special brain scanner gives off…" She pointed at a room down the hallway on the left. "Probably that one."
"Right, and you weren't sure," Priss said dryly.
"Hey, I'm just doing my job here," Nene whined.
She had disabled the cameras, replaced the view with an empty hallway, and took out a few guards. "Oh the nerve you have, Priss! You stood by and did nothing, while I had to take care of these guys!"
Priss shrugged. "You moved in like a pro, and I didn't have time to react!" She leaned against the wall. "You're a natural!"
Nene frowned. "I want to thank you for that comment, but I'm not sure if you're just playing with me here."
"Cut the chatter and let's go," Sylia warned. To which both Blue Saber and Pink Saber said: "Yes, Miss Sylia."
They got to the door and Nene did a sensor sweep. "6 people. One lying down on a bed."
"No other way in?" Sylia asked.
Nene shook her head.
"Well, that's fine," Sylia said, then she turned to Priss: "Do your thing."
"About time!" Priss exclaimed. She kicked the door in, and charged right after. "Freeze!" She screamed with her gauntlet hand up, her laser cannon pointing at the men in white coats, who stared back in confusion, some in horror. A woman was lying on the only bed in the room, with a strange helmet attached to her head. She was wearing a green garb and barefoot. On screen, a strange scene was playing: a woman rushed into a room, then knelt beside a dead girl lying in her blood.
"Reika!" Linna screamed suddenly. She had been quiet till now. The woman didn't move. Linna turned to the men: "What the hell did you assholes do to her?" Her voice was shaking.
After a few kicks to the groin, and punches to the face, the Knight Sabers found out from the men in lab coats that Reika was relatively unharmed. The Sabers let out a few sighs of relief.
"Just…just give her some painkillers later…for…for the headache…we…we would…never hurt the patient…" the doctor said while holding his stomach, as he curled over. Priss's kick seemed to have done its worst. He passed out.
"Whatever." Priss put Reika on her shoulders. "Is that it? Let's go then."
The Knight Sabers all nodded in agreement, just when they were about to move toward the door…
"YOU WILL NOT BE LEAVING HERE ANYTIME SOON!"
"What? Who is this?" Priss looked around and said. All the Sabers immediately went on high alert.
The monitor had been blank after Priss picked up Vision from the bed, after taking off the strange headset from her head, but now it fizzled, and an image of sharp eyes under heavily furrowed brows appeared.
Sylia's eyes narrowed. "Quincy Rosencroitz," she said softly.
The old man's voice boomed over the speaker. "You will not leave here today alive, not after seeing my secrets. Neither you nor Chang's people will leave here alive…"
Sylia frowned. Priss shouted: "The…the Hou Bang's here?"
"These fools apparently followed you here." Quincy continued: "Do you think you can pass by our security so easily? Ha! I let you in! We have no use for Chang's daughter any more, you may take her if you wish…to hell!"
"Nice lines," Nene muttered.
"Shh!" Linna said.
Sylia looked around - all the exits had been blocked off by what looked like thick walls.
"Bastard!" Priss yelled, and handing Reika to Linna, she charged toward the door, swinging her fist, activating her knuckle bomber.
Bang! Kaboom!
The door didn't budge. Priss couldn't even make a dent in it.
"Try with all your might, Miss Asagiri! The next time when the door does open, your demise will come! As for Miss Stingray…" Quincy's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You would make an interesting specimen."
Sylia felt her body shake with anger she never felt before. She forced herself to calm down. "I won't be much use to you, I'm afraid. I'm a human, or at least I'm closer to a human then a boomer," she said coldly.
"No matter…" Quincy said darkly. "Just studying your brain will give me valuable information that I can't find anywhere else…" He paused with a smirk. "Enjoy your last moments together, Knight Sabers, for it will not last…"
Priss shot a few spikes from the rail gun in her hand at the screen. It exploded with sparks coming out of the hole in the middle of it.
Everybody was silent.
"We need to get out of here." Sylia said quickly. "Look for weaknesses in the walls, ceilings, corners. I don't intend to stay around and find out what's coming next."
A quick search by the Sabers revealed nothing.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Kou had silently congratulated himself when he decided to ditch the truck and follow the Knight Sabers into the sewage system of the research center. But he took a different route than the Sabers because he didn't want them to discover him.
Now, he wished he had followed them all the way.
"Where the hell am I?" Kou muttered under his breath as he looked around.
Every door was the same as the other ones.
"Kou!" static came through his communicator. "We're…under…" Kou spoke into the communicator: "Shin! Come in, Shin! What is it?"
"We…can't hear y…under…attack…boomers, large military boomers…heavy firepower…we can't…" The static drowned out the voice.
"Shin? What's going on? Shin? Shin!" Kou yelled into the communicator. He didn't care if anyone had heard him. In fact, he wished someone had. He looked around almost eagerly for signs of people, but no one came.
"Alright, that's it." He pulled out his gun, and walking toward the door on his right, he ducked to the right first, putting his ear on the door.
He didn't hear anything. Kou took a deep breath; he stood facing the door, took aim, and shot the opening mechanism. The door slid open quietly.
He froze. Boomers?
Kou looked down, and realized that he was standing over a balcony. Down in the pit area, there were many cylindrical tanks, filled with bluish/greenish fluid, with boomers immersed in them. Some tanks contained a whole body, some had only a head, some almost the whole body save legs, and some tanks only had brain-like organs.
He scowled at the sight of the creatures from above. Still holding the gun in his hand, he started to walk toward the other end of the balcony.
"WELCOME! FOOL! DO YOU LIKE MY PROPERTIES?"
Kou didn't even flinch. He immediately turned and aimed at the source of the sound. He wasn't surprised when he saw the old man's face on a large screen and the voice came out of two speakers. He figured that there wasn't anyone around but him.
"Quincy." Kou spat. "It's a shame that you're not here, or…"
"Or what?" Quincy's voice boomed over the speakers, as he smirked on the screen. "Are you going to try to harm me with such pathetic force?"
His face on screen was replaced with a battle between the Genki walking tank, and 4 giant boomers. The Genki was barely holding its own against the onslaught of the four boomers.
Damn! We upgraded our weaponry! Kou couldn't help but show his frustration, even though he quickly hid it.
Quincy apparently wasn't fooled. "Yes, that's the look I like to see on my enemy's face! Anger, frustration, despair! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" He paused, and seemed to be relishing Kou's reaction. Quincy seemed to lean back. "Well, no matter, I can't let you walk out of here seeing our secrets, anyway. But don't worry, soon you'll join your friends outside, and inside as well…I'm already taking care of the Knight Sabers and Chang's daughter…"
"You leave her out of this!" Kou couldn't keep a stoic face any longer. "Reika…Miss Reika has nothing to do with it! You deal only with me!" He swung his gun at the screen, to which Quincy laughed "Eh? Have I touched a nerve? How amusing! A common foot soldier interested in his mistress! Well, it really doesn't concern me. You will be seeing her soon…IN HELL!" Quincy laughed maniacally, as his face disappeared from the large screen. At the same time the tanks down below stirred, as Kou watched intensely, the tanks with completed boomers in them started to crack.
"Shit," Kou muttered. He started to run toward the other end. He got to the door; found it locked, shot the locking mechanism, and then without waiting for it to open by itself, he tried to pry it open. He could hear the sound of loud footsteps closing in on him.
Damn! Come on, come on! Kou thought frantically as the door slowly crept leftward…
* * * * * * * * * * *
The pounding on the door was getting louder and louder, as the Knight Sabers looked at each other with some uneasiness.
Nene was secretly cursing Genom, and Quincy in general. Damn that old fart! Why did he have to talk with such a smug grin on his face! "I say, Sylia…"
"Be quiet a moment, Nene, and let me think." Sylia interrupted her rather quickly and Nene could feel a strong sense of unpleasantness coming from her. "Oh sure…try to think with that noise…" Nene mumbled, and quickly turned away from Sylia's direction, not wanting to get another scolding look.
Sylia didn't seem to notice.
"How about that missile launcher?" Priss asked impatiently. "I was wondering why haven't you used it yet." She paused, and looked at Linna's direction. "Some of us could cover Vision while you fire that."
"I only had two missiles," Sylia answered succinctly.
"What?" Priss said loudly. "Two?"
"We weren't supposed to get into a heavy firefight here." Sylia paused, and looked at the door. "Stealth, remember?"
Priss snapped at her. "Well, that obviously didn't work, and it ain't gonna work now." She raised her gauntlet hand at the door. "Whatever it is that's knocking on the door and driving me nuts will come in anytime soon, but I'm not letting that thing get the upper hand." She seemed to tense up. "I'll surprise it by blasting open the door first."
"What about calling our motor slaves in here right now?" Nene felt that she had to speak up. Her voice quivered.
"Our signals can't reach them!" Linna snapped at her suddenly. "God, use your brain!"
"But…but…" Nene knew her face had turned red under her helmet.
Linna looked away for a second. "I'm sorry," she mumbled.
Nene took a long and deep breath. She walked up to her friend, who was holding Vision in her arms. "Hey, Linna…uh…she will be alright. We…we will get her out of here…"
"I know," Linna looked down at the still unconscious woman in her arms. "I've been…uneasy lately."
"Whatever it is, it's coming now." Priss' voice sounded strained."
"Everyone get ready." Sylia said quickly. She raised her right arm. "I'll take the point, Priss and Nene, be my wings. Linna, you take Vision and take cover under the console."
Linna looked up suddenly. "Sylia, I'll fight…"
"No, you protect Miss Vision…Reika." Sylia's voice was firm. "That's what we're paid to do. We promised." She turned around, opening her visor for a brief moment, and smiled at Linna.
Nene observed and couldn't help but smile. "Sylia, you're so cool!"
Sylia seemed to blush before she put her visor back in place. "Don't flatter me, and prepare yourself!" She raised her voice and turned to the door.
The door was torn and fell to the ground with a loud crash.
"What the fuck?" Priss cursed loudly. "But…they are…"
Four lean but mean and tall boomers with shiny and slick armor plating stood in front of them, each brandishing some sort of beam weapon. Nene frowned. Some of their bodily markings and design looked vaguely like the hyper boomers that Largo employed, but these ones were not thick and heavily built like them. They looked leaner, faster, and more deadly. Nene was reminded of Cheetahs and other predatory cats. Then she gazed at Priss, and Sylia's hard suits.
"Nice design," Sylia said coldly. "Since when did Genom build petit sized hyper boomers?"
"Nice design on your part, my dear Miss Stingray," the light blue colored boomer in the middle said with an oddly calm and soft voice. "After analyzing Largo's hyper boomers, Chang's all-terrain walking tank, and whatever data we got on you, we decided to make a special type of boomer…" Her voice got softer and quieter. "Just for dealing with you."
"What the!" Nene yelled indignantly. "You're a boomer! You can't have a nicer body than actual people!" She pointed at the lead boomer's body, which looked as if it was covered with smooth and flowing liquid metal. "That's not right!"
The boomer spoke coldly: "Who said I was a boomer?" She gestured to the three who stood silently behind her. "These are the advanced assassins made in female shapes, but not I." She pointed at Sylia. "Our design is vastly superior to yours!"
Sylia's voice seemed to grow colder. "I didn't think Quincy would approve of this, Miss Madigan."
"What?" The other three Sabers stared at Sylia for a brief second, before setting their eyes on the lead boomer.
"Very good, Sylia Stingray." Madigan clicked a button on the handle of her beam saber, and the light leaped into a curved sword, shaped like a Katana. She pulled the sword to her left side with both hands, with the tip pointing at Sylia, while pushing her feet apart, right foot forward, and left in the back. Her knees were slightly bent. "The chairman doesn't have to know, because you will die before me today." She pulled her body backwards slightly, and her legs acted like compressed springs, as her knees bent a little further. The tip of her beam Katana blade was pointing at Sylia.
The 3 boomers behind her readied their weapons: the red one's finger nails grew into beam claws, as her feet spread apart horizontally; the darker blue one lifted her hands, holding shorter beam swords. The index fingers and thumbs gripped the pummel end, with the pummels pointing toward herself, and the tips toward Priss; her back (left) hand next to her chin, and her right forearm across her stomach, right under her belly button, as she turned her belly to the side. Her right foot pointed forward, and left foot was pointing just off to the side. The dark green one whipped with her left hand, and a beam whip jumped out of existence, as she turned her body a little bit to the side. She was now facing toward Linna, with her left foot forward.
All four Sabers took a deep breath. Linna gently put down Reika under the console, and the Sabers spread out to face their enemies: Sylia's beam blade extended as she raised her arms up, blade arm in front. Priss stood like a boxer, with her heels slightly raised. She was ready to pounce. Linna raised her right hand to her face. She turned her face somewhat to her right, while gazing at the dark green boomer. Nene looked about her. With some hesitance, she pulled her elbows to closer to her ribs, and spread her feet apart.
Madigan and the 3 female boomers formed a row, as did the Knight Sabers.
The two sides stood wordlessly.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Kou felt like cursing his luck. But then again, he felt like thanking it.
The door opened just enough for him to quickly squeeze through the opening, and once outside, he pulled as hard as he could on the door to close it, and then he ran as fast as he could. He heard a loud metal banging sound behind him, which made him run faster.
He knew that door wasn't going to hold.
He tried not to run aimlessly, but there weren't any markings of identification on any of the doors. He thought about reaching for his communicator, but decided against it. I'm sure they can track it somehow. Anyway, Shin and the rest of them can't even help themselves against these boomers. He gritted his teeth. "Should've never underestimated him. That old fox." Quincy's face appeared in his mind. Well, at least we got his attention so that he's dealing with us more seriously. Kou grinned bitterly with some satisfaction rising in his heart.
"Is that…?" He turned and saw an elevator. He quickly ran toward it. Something told him to press for B-3. He was at B-5. The door opened, and he went in. A few seconds after the elevator moved, he heard a large boom below him.
Kou cursed his luck silently.
The elevator slowed down to a sudden halt, and the jolt almost send Kou falling forward. He looked up at the floor display. It changed between B-4 and B-3.
Something's grabbed the elevator cabin from under the floor.
Kou gripped his gun tightly.
It was time for him to make a move.