"Hello Tommy." Nick said as he walked into the room.
"I'll kill you Nick, I swear I will." Tommy said, more droplets of blood sprayed out of Tommy's mouth as he spoke.
Seconds later, the door opened again and Colonel Juan Cortez walked into the room.
"You to? You're both dead men!" Tommy yelled, struggling against his ropes again.
"I'm... I'm sorry Thomas." The Colonel said, the grief in his eyes was real.
"No you're not! You know it! I did all those favors for you, I went out of the way to do all those stupid errands for you and you go and stab me in the back like this! I should have let those french bastards kill you when I had the chance!" Tommy screamed, ignoring the searing pain inside of his mouth.
"Shut it Tommy!" Nick swung his bat into Tommy's stomach, knocking all of the breath out of him.
Tommy gasped for breath. The Colonel turned his back away from Nick. Nick swung again, this time at Tommy's head. A huge gash formed above Tommy's right eye, more blood poured down his face.
Nick was about to swing again, but the Colonel stopped him. "Stop, I didn't agree to this. I wanted to do what we're being paid to do, and then leave. Beating him to a pulp wasn't part of the deal!"
"Fuck off Cortez!" Tommy screamed. "Don't try to show sympathy now! You stabbed me in the back, thats all there fucking is to it! Don't try to make it look like you care! Go ahead! KILL ME!"
"Thomas I-" The colonel tried to speak but Tommy cut him off.
"I want you to do it! Give the fucking bat to him Nick!"
Nick look unsure, but Lance grabbed the bat from him and put it into the Colonel's hands. Lance smiled.
The Colonel look around helplessly.
"You heard him, do it." Lance said, aiming his beretta at Cortez.
The Colonel dropped the bat and quickly drew his own beretta, aiming it at Lance. "No. I'm sorry Tommy, I know you can't forgive me, but I'm sorry."
The Colonel fired into Lance's chest twice. Lance was stunned, he dropped his gun in shock and fell to the ground. Two red splotches on his white shirt spread, growing larger and larger. The Colonel quickly aimed at one of the other guards and fired 2 more shots into his head. The remaining guard fired a shot at Cortez, hitting him in the arm.
Nick looked on, shocked.
The colonel turned his gun to the remaining guard and ended his life in a burst of bullets. Blood spurted from his arm as he walked to untie Tommy.
"What the hell are you doing pop!" Nick said, finally speaking up.
"I can't do this to him! He was my friend!" The Colonel replied.
"Fuck!" Nick ran out of the room.
Tommy stood up slowly after the ropes were untied, he was a bit dizzy from the loss of blood. He walked to Lance's body and picked his gun up. "Thank you Colonel."
"No problem Tommy..." The Colonel said wearily.
"You realize what I have to do, don't you?" Tommy said sadly. He walked up to Cortez and pressed the barrel of the gun up against his forehead.
"I understand. Do it." The Colonel squeezed his eyes shut.
Tommy fired a bullet into Cortez's head, his lifeless body fell to the ground. Tommy picked up Cortez's gun and walked out in the hallway.
To his surprise it was empty. Tommy began walking towards the set of stairs at the end of the hall. Then all of a sudden a guard ran up the stairs screaming, he was swinging a crowbar wildly. Tommy put two bullets into his chest and watched as he fell backwards and rolled down the stairs.
"What the hell was that?" Tommy asked himself.
He began walking down the stairs, guards began swarming around the dead body at the bottom. Tommy fired into the crowd randomly, several of them were killed, but many remained. Tommy felt the searing pain of hot lead ripping into his right arm and his left hip. He tried to ignore it for the moment and kept firing into the crowd. Another bullet entered his abdomin.
"Fuck!" Tommy screamed as he kept killing more guards. Finally they stopped returning fire, the smoke cleared and Tommy saw that they were all dead, their lifeless corpses littered the floor. Tommy limped down the stairs clutching the bullet hole in his stomach.Then he spotted Nick Cortez, on his knees with his hands in the air.
"Please forgive me, please! Don't kill me, don't! PLEASE!" Nick pleaded.
Tommy raised his two guns and fired two bullets into Nick's skull, spraying the floor with brains and fluids. He limped to the door, the guards were dead. Nick spotted a patriot parked in the small garage, he slowly limped over to it, he didn't know how long he could stay conscious, he hoped long enough to get to a hospital. He could only hope that the doctors could be bribed into not telling the cops that a high profile gangster from Vice City had just come in with multiple bullet wounds. Tommy found the keys already in the car. The engine roared to life as the key turned in the ignition. Tommy pulled out of the driveway, wondering what happened to the silent guy who had supposedly been in charge.
5 minutes later, Tommy pulled up in front of the hospital. He sluggishly stepped out of the car, still clutching his stomach and limping slowly. He tried to walk towards the door, but fell to his knees.
"Fuck... Come on Tommy... You can do this." Tommy muttered to himself as he attemped to crawl the remaining distance to the door. He collapsed, unable to go any further. He looked through the glass door and spotted a nurse running towards the door.
"Get a stretcher! Now, we got a wounded man outside! Hurry!" The nurse ran up to Tommy. "Are you ok sir? Can you hear me."
"Just patch me up, I'll pay everyone who sees me in there fifty thousand dollars to not tell anyone about this." Tommy said faintly. The world went black around him as he passed out.