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Chapter 2

Brian and his men walked into the entrance of Saint Janus hospital and Brian raised his stubbers to point at the receptionist.

"Do exactly as I say and you won't be harmed. If you don't," he fired at the ceiling causing people to duck, "I think you get the idea."

The receptionist nodded. "Get everyone out of the lobby, now!" The receptionist began to get everyone into the main hospital. "Rocko, you and ten guys hold the front, move the furniture to use as cover." Rocko nodded and began to entrench the gang members into the hospital. "Bruce, take a dozen guys and secure all other entrances, barricade them shut if possible." Bruce grabbed some guys and headed off. "The rest of you, get to the upper story windows and blast any Arbite who gets close enough." Grinning they headed for the stairs. With defence under control Brian went to were the receptionist had gone.

"Listen up people, we aren't here to harm you, if you stay out of our way. Docs are to continue treating patients. The rest of you are to stay out and if one of us tells you to do something you do it, understand?" they all nodded. "Good."

Brian went to a first floor window and looked out. The first Arbite squad had arrived, but didn't seem to see anything wrong. Brian decided to change that. "Fred, let them know we're here." Fred grinned broadly and hefted up his heavy stubber and let rip. The squad lost two men before they could get to cover. "Good, let's get this party started!"

The scrambled call was received by almost all of the Arbite forces in the area. Johnson's squad heard it and headed over to the hospital as fast as they could. Upon arrival they found half a dozen other squads and a medic team helping Gregory's injured squad members. Gregory came to Johnson. "The captain says you in charge of this one, you've had more experience in sieges than the rest of us."

"Me?"

"Yes you, what's the plan?"

"Umm…" Johnson had to gather himself, he had just been give charge of a serious tactical situation involving many innocents. There could be no screw ups. "Form a perimeter around the building, no one goes in or out. Get communications going with the guys inside. I want to know who is in there and how many are hostiles." Gregory nodded and went off to get it organised.

A perimeter was soon established and all civilians were cleared from the area. The group inside had been identified as Z warriors. Their leader was a man named Brian, and from what the Arbites could see he had dug himself in and was ready for the long haul. Arbite snipers could spot several people on the upper stories, but it was difficult discerning whether or not they were hostile. Brian was demanding the release of several prisoners, many of whom were murderers. Negotiators were busy buying him time, but he was unsure what to do. A frontal assault could result in many civilian and Arbite casualties, Brian had secured all entrances, so there was no chance of sneaking in and the building was too far away from any others to make a covert entrance via the roof. Johnson was at a loss as of what to do.

"Sergeant," called Blain, "up there." He was pointed at the roof of the building. A black figure could be seen. "It's him."

The figure met Johnson's gaze briefly before moving out of sight. Johnson hoped that he could solve this nightmare of a situation.

The figure had moved to the door for the roof. It was locked. This was not a problem for him as he grasped the handle and ripped it free of the door. He carefully made his way silently down stairs. Glancing to either side of him he saw the corridor was clear. Moving stealthily he made his way to the stairwell when he heard the elevator start up. Some one was coming to the top floor. Looking around he saw a utility room. Moving swiftly he hid himself while keeping a view on the elevator. The door opened and two men stepped out.

"You go that way, I'll cover this side," said one of them. The other nodded and they spilt up. Once the one who had spoken was out of sight he left the utility room and followed the other one. His target looked down either way of the T junction he had reached. Turning back to ask his colleague which way he should go when he saw a large figure running at him. Before he could make a sound the black figure spun and smashed his heel into the Z warrior's chin in a spinning kick. This broke the Z warrior's jaw and knocked him out. The black figure froze, listening to see if he had been detected. After a minute he was sure no one had heard him he lifted the unconscious man and placed him in the utility room. As he was closing the door he heard the other Z warrior returning. Diving into a near by room he rolled to his feet and looked around to see were he was.

Most of the occupants of the room were asleep, but one, a young girl was awake and staring wide eyed at him. He raised a finger to his lips. She smiled and copied, raising her own finger to her lips and giggled slightly. He moved to the door and closed it quietly.

"Who are you mister?" she asked quietly.

"I'm…" he paused, wondering what to say to her, "a friend."

"Ok, my name's Lucy, what's yours?"

"Call me Marius." He could not tell her his real name, so he told her the name of his old Sergeant.

"What ya doing Marius?" she asked inquisitively

"Hiding from someone," he replied looking out the window in the door to check if the Z warrior had passed.

"Is it a game?"

"Umm…" she clearly didn't know the building had been taken over by the Z warriors, "Yes, and you can play to. What you need to do is to stay really quiet and hidden. If they can't find you, you win."

"Ok, I'll be very quiet, they'll never find me." She ducked under her covers.

"That's a good girl, you stay there and I'll try and lead them away from you." He opened the door.

"Bye Marius."

"Good bye Lucy." He went out and closed the door silently behind him. Listening intently he heard footsteps to his left going away form his location. Following the sound he came up behind the Z warrior. Swinging at the side of the Z warrior's neck there was an audible snap as his neck broke. Grabbing the limp body he placed it in the same room as his friend before moving to the stairwell of the hospital. Glancing down he saw the way was clear and proceeded down to the next floor. Approaching to the door he heard two people talking. He looked out briefly and saw they had their backs to him. Acting fast he moved behind them. In one swift movement he smashed their heads together knocking them both out. Carrying their lifeless bodies he moved them into the stairwell where they would hopefully be undetected.

Prowling through the corridors he dispatched three more Z warriors. Doing a final sweep of this floor he came to the elevator when he heard it start up. Diving into a nearby room he moved to were he could see the elevator without being seen. One of the patients in the room sat up.

"Who are you? And what are you doing in here?" he demanded.

"Quiet!" hissed the black figure.

"What? Nurse. Nurse!" the patient began calling. The black figure quickly covered the patient's mouth, but it was too late, the Z warriors had heard and were approaching the room. Moving swiftly he applied just enough force to knock the patient out before charging into the corridor. A snap punch dropped one of the two Z warriors. The other raised his gun to fire, but the black figure grabbed it and pointed it upwards. The auto gun blared at the ceiling for a second before the Z warrior was silenced. The black figure paused and heard frenzied activity on the lower floors. Now stealth was no longer an option he drew his bolter and headed to the lift.

Brian heard the gun fire and began to organize people to deal with it.

"Bruce," Brian called over the vox net, "gather some guys and go and find out what is happening up there!"

"Got it." Bruce looked at the seven guys around him. "Come on, you lot are with me." They headed to the lift to find it was coming to their floor. They spread out and aimed at the lift doors. When the doors opened they all opened fire. The black figure had heard them ready their weapons before the doors opened and was crouching when they fired. The bullets went over his head as he returned fire. He quickly blasted four of them before launching himself at the remainder. Laying into them faster than they could react he dropped three and disarmed the last one. Bruce drew his long knife and circled his foe.

"Give up," said the black figure emotionlessly.

"Never!" Bruce lunged, but the black figure dodged effortlessly. Grasping the hand holding the knife his other hand grabbed Bruce by the throat. Lifting the terrified man off the ground he flung him into a wall with enough force to go straight through it. The vox caster that had been carried by one of the Z warriors crackled as Brian's voice was heard.

"Bruce, talk to me. What is going on?"

The black figure picked up the vox caster and activated it. "Bruce is dead, now I'm coming for you." Crushing the vox caster in his hand he re-entered the elevator and headed for the next floor.

Brian was starting to panic now. Whoever was upstairs would be here soon. He needed to gather more men. After a few hurried vox messages were sent he assembled all the men who weren't with Rocko guarding the front. He counted twenty. That meant that whoever this guy was he had already taken out fifteen of his guys. This guy was tough, but he couldn't face twenty men and win. All Brian had to do now was wait.

He did not wait long. The elevator doors opened and out stepped the black figure. It raised its bolter at the same time as it ducked, ensuring the first volley went over his head. Fast and accurate return fire dropped seven men before he was forced to roll into a near by room. He had taken two hits. One to his arm and one to his stomach. Checking them quickly he discovered they were superficial and prepared to engage the Z warriors once more. Crouching he leant round the door and opened fire. He hit six before the Z warriors pulled back. He reloaded before perusing.

Brian was now really worried. Whoever this guy was he would kill all of them. The Arbites were no longer a concern and he called Rocko's boys up here to support. The figure came round the corner and fired once more. Four more Z warriors were taken down before the remaining three, including Brian, could dive into rooms. He was about to advance when he heard footsteps behind him. Spinning he dropped the front runners before getting into a room himself to avoid the heavy stubber fire. All the other Z warriors wielding heavy stubbers had been taken out in his first volleys, but the one with Rocko were smarter and had used their fellow Z warriors as cover.

Johnson was about to organise an assault from all sides, with the aim of clearing the building as rapidly as possible. The guys inside had stopped communicating and that was always a bad sign. Suddenly the men guarding the front moved out of view.

"What do you want us to do?" asked Gregory.

"Hold positions." Gun fire had been heard from inside. Johnson had assumed that they were shooting hostages, but now the men from the front had pulled back he thought it may have something to do with the black figure he saw on the roof. It could just as easily be a trap. He decided to wait and see what would happen.

Brian glanced out from where he was hiding to see Rocko's boys aiming at the door of one room. Brian breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the assailant was pinned they could finish him. The heavy stubber guys kept covering the door, along with two guys who had triplex las guns set to full power. The remainder began edging towards the room carefully. They were about to rush in when the black figure rushed out.

He struck hard and fast knocking men left right and centre. The men trying to give cover fire could not get a clear shot. Moving to get a better shot suddenly one of the Z warriors in the melee was hurled at them, knocking them over. He was closely followed by the black figure. With four swift and accurate blows he incapacitated all of them. Of the men trying to rush him only five were standing. They opened fire as the black figure raised one of the Z warriors and used him as a shield. Charging at them he fired, dropping all but Rocko. Tossing the Z warrior aside he kicked the gun out of Rocko's hands. Rocko was a big guy, six foot six, but next to the black figure he looked tiny. Standing tall the black figure measured seven foot two and dwarfed his opponent. Rocko swung his club, but the black figure caught it and head butted Rocko. Staggering back Rocko let go of his club, which the black figure swung and smashed Rocko's skull.

Brian was moving back and pulled the two other Z warriors in front of his as a shield. Raising his bolter the black figure blasted the two of them aside. Brian shakily raised he stubbers and pointed them at the approaching black figure. But before he could fire the black figure grabbed the stubbers and crushed them. Staggering back Brian drew his axe and swung it in desperation. The black figure raised his hand and deflected the axe with his forearm. Brian stared in disbelief and the robes fell apart to reveal an armoured gauntlet. Brian's axe clattered to the floor as he sunk to his knees. This man couldn't be human. The black figure grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off his feet.

Johnson was getting worried. Lots of gun fire had been heard and there could be a lot of dead or dying civilians in there. Johnson had to decide, to move in or not. The teams were in position and waiting his command. Suddenly his mind was made for him. The body of Brian came crashing through a second story window and landed hard on the concrete. Johnson gave the signal.

"Move in, move in. All teams move in." There was a frenzy of activity as the teams entered through all the entrances. They quickly swept the building and confirmed no civilian casualties and one hundred per cent Z warrior casualties. Johnson quickly told everyone of the black figure he and Blain had seen on the roof. This was the second time he had interfered in Arbite affairs. Who was he, and what was his motive?

The black figure was on the roof and saw the Arbites entering the building. He decided it was best he wasn't discovered here. Turning to face the nearest roof he sprinted and leapt onto the next roof top. Glancing back to check he had not been spotted he turned and headed off to disappear into the poorer areas of Dakaan city. Unfortunately for him he had not spotted the one person who had been watching him. Rat scurried after him.