Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge
Chapter 20 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.
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Malpractice
Arriving at the hospital and reaching the correct room, Michael and Franklin were shocked to see Franklin was upright, sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Frank, what the hell?" Michael burst out. "You should be taking it easy, recovering."
Franklin shook his head. "I'm strong enough to get up. How can I sit still knowing Tracey's in danger."
Michael sighed. "Alright, you have a point there, but still..."
"You could be in danger too, kid, that's why we came here." Trevor explained.
Then, as if to prove Trevor's point, the sound of gunfire erupted and heavy footsteps could be heard, getting closer to them.
"Point taken." Franklin muttered.
Michael shook his head. "We don't have any weapons; only one choice; quick."
He gestured and they quickly took cover on either side of the door to Franklin's room. It did not take long for the door to open and three of the armed men burst in. Only to see no one about at first. Then, before they could react; all three were grabbed from behind and swiftly killed as Franklin, Trevor and Michael broke their necks.
They quickly took the men's weapons and ammunition and exited the hospital room, wary for any other attacks. It was certain now; these were indeed Merryweather goons hunting them down and now they had even gone as far as to attack a hospital, just to kill one of them.
Franklin shook his head.
"Man this is not what I was expecting when I ended up in hospital." He muttered. "They just had to put me in a room on the top floor huh?"
Trevor shook his head. "Don't sweat it kid, we'll work our way outta this, right...NOW!"
He yelled the last part as a group of Merryweather goons suddenly rounded the corner, forcing them all to take cover and exchange fire. It was while they were doing so that they suddenly encountered a problem, as suddenly the lights went out.
"Power's dead, fuck!" Michael cried.
He quickly took aim and fired quickly, killing two of the goons. Trevor took down another one. Then Franklin killed the last one and they regrouped, rushing down the corridor.
"Can't use the elevator now." Michael pointed out. "Then again, wouldn't have been a smart choice."
Franklin agreed. "True, death trap waiting to happen, guess we gotta take the stairs now."
"We're on the third floor. Get down to the ground floor and get the hell out." Trevor summarised. "I have feeling they're gonna be waiting for us though."
The others agreed. This was not looking good; things seemed to be going from bad to worse. Franklin had especially noticed something.
"I think I'm the one they're after." He remarked. "Those guys we just killed were aiming mostly at me. Plus we got these guns from the three that came specifically to my room."
Trevor paused for a moment. "Well, that makes sense; but now they've made their worst mistake."
Nodding and preparing themselves, the trio hurried towards the stairs, ready to head down.
Trevor's prediction proved correct; they had barely got down the first flight of stairs before they were ambushed by more Merryweather goons; unable to take cover they were forced to act desperately and opened fire. The salvo of bullets unleashed by the trio emptied their current magazines and forced them to reload. It also decimated their attackers, leaving the two injured survivors to flee into the third floor.
"C'mon, we can't leave them alive." Trevor insisted. "They'll attack us from behind."
Michael sighed. "If they live that long, T. But okay, better to be safe than sorry."
Switching to the handguns they had taken, Michael and Trevor entered the third floor and spotted their targets, quickly opening fire and finishing them off. Returning to Franklin they continued downstairs.
"You okay, kid?" Michael asked worried.
Franklin just nodded. "I'll be fine, let's just get outta here."
So they resumed their journey; pausing by the open doorway to the second floor. It was clearly an ambush.
"No choice." Franklin pointed out.
They nodded and so acted; taking Merryweather by surprise. They had been expecting them to just rush past and therefore be vulnerable to attack. Instead, Franklin ducked to the other side of the door, while Michael and Trevor used the closest side and quickly opened fire upon the assembled forces, making short work of them. Quickly reloading and readying themselves they finally got down the stairs and entered the main lobby.
It was then they realized that this had to be the last line of defence. A large force of Merryweather soldiers were here, blocking the exit and as soon as they saw the trio, they opened fire on them. This forced the trio to scatter and take cover, while firing back. However it wasn't going well for them, they were almost out of ammo and only a few of the Merryweather forces had been successfully killed.
"This is bad, we gotta get outta here somehow!" Michael cried from his cover position behind the reception desk.
Ducked behind a wall, Trevor agreed and admitted. "We don't have the means to kill them all...Fuck!"
Franklin was couched behind a row of chairs and quickly looked around.
"We've gotta just distract them and get out, that's it, there!" He cried.
He quickly gestured, getting the attention of the others and soon they saw their chance. Switching targets they soon exploded many of the fire extinguishers and even set off the sprinkler system, creating a large cloud, confusing the Merryweather forces.
Taking the chance they quickly regrouped and held on to ensure they wouldn't be separated before pushing their way through and getting outside the hospital. Hurrying to Michael's Tailgater; Trevor used the last of his shots to puncture as many tyres as he could on the Merryweather vehicles.
Once in Michael's car, discarding the empty guns, the trio drove off, making their escape, just in time. The remaining Merryweather forces found out about the escape but could not pursue and now had to flee with the police closing in.
But things were far from over yet, the trio knew that things wouldn't be over until they rescued Tracey and took the fight to Merryweather in order to finish things once and for all.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.