Chapter 11 - Over Coming the Odds

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The sound of the gun going off sent the family into a run. Diana pulled her brother down but it wouldn't help. The bullet would still hit him. Martin closed his eyes, waiting for the blow but one didn't come. He opened his eyes and watched as a man stood in front of him. He knelt down but Martin was in too much of a dizzy spell to realize just who had saved him. He heard Diana gasp as her hold on him got stronger. It was as if she was trying to protect him from the outside world. He closed his eyes and leaned into her, his breathing coming in short gasps.

"Di, what's going on?" His sister squeezed his hand but didn't reply. Martin, still watching through blurry vision, watched the man fall to floor holding his shoulder. Martin closed his eyes and opened them to find his vision clearing up. He looked at the man and almost screamed. Danny held him against her trying to keep him calm. He stopped moving and was too shocked to move. "Dad..." The man looked over at his son and smiled.

"It's just a scratch," he replied and pointed to his shoulder, "Nothing a few good days of healing can't cure." Martin didn't know what to say. He was too shocked to do much of anything at the moment, everything he had known flashing before his eyes.

"You...took the bullet..." Martin said slowly so his father could understand him.

"Yes. We need to get you out of here." Martin didn't move from his sisters grasp and felt something sliding down his cheek but he didn't care at the moment when he felt his world start to dance around again. Diana was looking at the doctor who had obviously gone off the deep end.

"Aw...what a touching family moment," the man commented, "Now how about we just get this over with Mr. Mystery before anyone else gets hurt." Martin closed his eyes and pulled on Diana's arm.

"I need my U-Watch for a minute." Diana gave it to him but he just couldn't seem to zero in on the tool he needed. Diana helped him and took the grapping hook. Martin aimed it at the mans feet and pushed. It circled his feet and with Diana's help, pulled the gunman down with a loud crash. A cart holding bottles of clear liquid fell and broke on impact spreading tiny shards of glass every which way across the floor. Martin's world dimmed in and out again as he felt something warm on his back but again he didn't care as he made sure

"No one..." Martin by some miracle stood, "Is going to...harm my...family...ugh." He fell down and used the stretcher for balance. Diana was up on her feet and helping to support him, "I...wont let you...hurt them."

"Neither will we," Shocked eyes turned around to see M.O.M standing there with a fair amount of centre agents. "Come with us doctor, you've done enough damage." The man merely rolled his shoulders and watched the head of the centre. She stepped foreward toward the man, her own gun pointing at him. "Weigh the options. There are at least seven of us against one of you. You only have one gun while we have seven on our side, chose." Martin leaned into Diana forcing both siblings to fall to the floor again. "Now I see the obvious choice quite clearly, don't you?"

"You think you can fool me?"

"How so? This is no trick." The man paled and dropped the gun, running as fast as his legs could carry him. "I want him captured," she told the agents. They nodded and ran after him while M.O.M went over to check on the family. "We can definatly get this fixed," she said observing Gerad Mystery's shoulder. She looked over at Martin, "You need to get a few good days sleep." Diana looked down and saw her brother breathing softly.

"I think he's already beat you to the punch," Diana replied.