I have come to destroy your world, for I am chapter 10.

Heiduska: This chapter will probably tell you.

Everyone: The repeating "monkey" review was from a friend being goofy.

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If I owned Sly (Sucker Punch), I wouldn't have to say this. Oh, and the name, not character, Robert Johnson belongs to Gothic Meowzi.

Chapter 10 Running

Inspector Hayes walked down the street unaware of the enemy following him. Hayes passed by the last alley for the next half a mile or so, and the last busy street. The only car there was a cab. Then, his enemy made his move. He called the taxi.

"Where to?" asked the driver. Robert didn't hear it. He opened the driver's side door.

"Hey, you can't drive this!" The driver yelled. Robert smacked his head into the steering wheel. He dragged the driver from his seat and went to climb in. Now, Hayes had turned around when the driver yelled. "Hey, freeze!" he yelled as he drew his shock pistol. Robert turned his head toward him, but Hayes couldn't see his eyes. Robert climbed in the taxi, and started in the direction of Hayes.

"Whoa!" Hayes yelled "I said freeze!"

Robert hit the gas. Hayes ran behind a street lamp, and jumped away when the car came. Robert expertly hit the brake and curved around so he was facing backwards, while he changed the gear to reverse. He had gone around the light and forced Hayes to run for the next one.

"So that's the way it's gonna be, eh?" Hayes yelled as he fired his shock pistol at the taxi in three places: wheels, driver, and engine. Robert simply braked again so the car turned that Hayes shots all hit the side of it, and turned back to facing Hayes.

"Shit!" Hayes yelled as he dove out of the way of another charge. The car turned around in the same braking fashion, and headed at him again. It swerved this time making it hard for Hates to avoid. He did, but his shock pistol was smashed into the right headlight.

Even if he was an ass, Hayes was a smart, capable officer who knew he had to find a way to stop that cab before it could harm him. His conclusion was to take out the tires, somehow. He noticed a hardware store nearby. It was a two-way help. It would alert the police and no doubt have nails or something to pop those tires with.

Robert must have planned this move, because when Hayes ran for the store he was hit by the side of the car when it did a swerving stop. He was flung off into a trash can. In the long-run, this was a good thing, because inside was a board with several nails sticking out of it.

Hayes smiled. He picked up the plank and hid it in his jacket. He would need a little surprise here. He got up and ran over to the next street light, as the taxi headed for him again. He ran behind it, and waited. The taxi, once again, expertly steered Hayes away from the street light and into the middle of the road. Hayes hadn't noticed before, but he did now, that there was an alley right on the side of the road he had been forced from. An idea sprang into his head.

He ran to the opposite side of the road as the alley way, and waited. Not a moment later, the taxi came for him. He dodged it again but left the board in the way of the front tire, too close to steer from. The front left tire exploded, and the cab swerved into the middle of the road, shortly ahead of where the alley was. The car was shut off, the door opened, and a foot stepped out. Hayes sprinted for the alley, big mistake.

The car turned on again, there was a foot outside the open door, but the driver was still inside. Hayes was dead center in front of the cab, which immediately shot forward at Hayes.

Hayes was ripped from the street so hard, his shoes flew off. He was stuck to the front of the cab as the driver headed to a two way split, with a wall and trash cans as the direction they were going.

The taxi was totaled as it smashed into the wall. Hayes was killed as he tore through the trash cans and was crushed into the brick wall. His twisted body was in between what was left of the front of the taxi, and the wall.

Robert got of the taxi for real this time and looked at Hayes mangled remains. He chuckled and went back to the cab. He pulled out the keys, and used them to carve his message into the taxi door. He then left the poor detectives body as blood ran into the sewers.

One of Hayes friends, Inspector Downes, walked the same way Hayes had. He and Hayes didn't live far from each other. In fact, they had been friends since they were in first grade, and wanted to be cops together since they were in second grade.

He walked down the road, not knowing this was the road leading to one of the worst experiences of his life. It started when he found the cab driver unconscious on the ground.

"This is Inspector Downes requesting medical. I have an unconscious man on the ground with a bad head wound. I am pursuing on foot." He reported through his radio.

He continued down the street following the tire tracks that had been made whenever Robert hit the gas at Hayes. Speaking of which, Downes found Hayes shock pistol shortly ahead. He could only assume the worst, because he had called Carmelita a bitch, and everyone knew she had a stalker problem. That and his shock pistol was completely destroyed.

Downes continued his search for Hayes, to find his shoes in front of a plank with tire stuck in the nails on it. He ran after where the tire tracks were leading, and saw the destroyed taxi. He ran to it to find the message on the door. When he leaned in to examine it, he saw the worst sight of his life.

His best friend smashed between the cab and wall.

I know, he sort of deserved that, but not really. You'll still review me, right?