Sorry for the delay, but I'm going back to college tomorrow and I won't have time to do like 3 a day, so I will keep up and do at least 1 every night. Thanks a bunch for the reviews, defiantly make me write faster!
Disclaimer: Nothing good belongs to me, so this one belongs to Christopher Nolan.
"Maybe Yusuf will realise that we're not coming back." Ariadne said. None of them had worked all day. 4 days had gone by, and they had poured all their energy into this job. Today, they sat around, just waiting for something, anything to happen.
"I don't know, he might have his hand's full with your twin." Eames looked over at Arthur, who did not look up from his work. Eames shrugged and stretched out, placing his legs on the table and his arms behind his neck.
"Eames, this is not vacation." Arthur said disapprovingly.
"Cheer up love, I'm just trying to the make the best out of a bad situation."
"There is no 'best', name one good thing about this situation."
"….well…..I'm here for you." Eames smiled a big goofy grin. Arthur shot him a look as if to say; don't-mess-with-me-or-I-will-kill-you. Arthur muttered something under his breath, and Eames knew that he had found his source of entertainment during this ordeal. They heard a slight scratching noise and looked over to Cobb, who was playing with this totem. Eames sighed and reached into his pocket, where he received his totem. Ariadne looked over, to see him playing with it, throwing it up into the air and catching it again.
"Eames, why did you pick a poker chip as your totem?" she asked, with genuine curiosity.
"Well it's not as if I'm a bloody born again Christian. I like to gamble. It just happened to be there. "
From outside, they could hear a car pulling up. Probably Phillips or Nash, Arthur thought, and he clenched his fists at the idea of that scumbag. He had not liked him from the first day they met, but they needed an architect for the Cobal job, and Nash, as Eames said, just happened to be there. He heard footsteps walking to the entrance of the abandoned warehouse, and exited talk. He recognised one of the voices, but could not put his finger on it. Suddenly, gunshots rang out from the hallway, so loud that Arthur had to cover his ears. He looked around to see the others standing up, trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening. A person ran through the door, a small person. A small person with a gun?
"Yusuf!" Cobb yelled out. Yusuf ran through the door, looking as out of breath as he ever had been.
"Quick!…" he panted "Back to the car, we don't have time!" Arthur's reflex was to run, run fast, run away from Nash and this warehouse and the Inception they were being forced to complete. His legs started working but his hand was handcuffed to the chair, holding him back. He looked up to see the same fear in Ariadne's, Eames's and Cobb's eyes.
"Crap!" he yelled, trying to rip his arm from the cuffs. Yusuf threw him a gun, and he gave him a confused look.What the hell am I supposed to do with this? He looked at Yusuf who ducked behind the door, and 3 men walked in, armed with guns.
"Where is he?" they yelled. Arthur's instincts kicked in, raising his arm and shooting 2 of them in the head, while Eames, who had also received a gun from Yusuf, shot the other one in the chest. They fell onto the floor, undoubtedly dead. There was a moment of silence, but Yusuf sprung back from behind the door.
"Now! We have to go now before the others get here!" He aimed his shaky gun at Arthur's hand, and shot into the handcuffs, making them explode, realising Arthur. Arthur did the same to Ariadne and Cobb. After Eames was freed, Yusuf grabbed the PASIV from the corner of the room, with one quick movement. Within a couple of seconds, Arthur's legs had carried him from the hall to the car, everyone else in tow. He made sure everyone else was in before himself, and threw himself into the car. He looked into the driver's seat to see Eames grabbing the wheel.
"He's driving?" he yelled. No-one answered, and soon they were on the road, speeding at 90 mph, being pursuit by 2 other cars.
Arthur swung his arm out of the window, shooting at the tires of the first car, impressively, it hit and soon the car was being lifted into the air, and landed on the ground, smashing the glass. Arthur then aimed at the second car, which was serving, making it harder for him to hit. He aimed at the window, and hit it, smashing it into a thousand pieces, and stunning the driver. In this split second, Arthur aimed at the tires, sending it flipping and twisting itself into the road. Arthur looked out to make sure no-one else was following them. He sat back down in his seat, head counting to make sure no-one had been forgotten.
"Yusuf, where is the forger?" he coughed, reminding Arthur, that somewhere, was his twin. Yusuf took a couple of seconds to breath it out.
"I'm sorry, he got loose. Probably already back there." he said, motioning to where they had just escaped.
"Yusuf…" breathed Ariadne. "Thank you. That was very brave." Yusuf gave her a comforting smile as they sped down the road. Yes. Arthur was thinking. That was brave. Stupid and unplanned, completely irresponsible, but yes. Undeniably, indescribably, brave.