''Come on, help me lug this sonofabitch!'' I grabbed his legs, Kenny grabbed his arms, and we picked him up and placed him in the tank. ''Drop some of this shit...Perfect. Close it up...Great, let's go.'' We hopped in the car. ''So, what's our next score?'' ''I don't know, man...I mean, maybe if we had another guy, he'd a have an idea, but-'' ''Fuck you.'' ''Listen. I'm tired.'' ''Well, go take a nap, I'll drive.'' ''No! It's...I'm tired of this. Robbing banks, shooting at people. I got a family, Vince.'' ''I have a family, too. 150 ain't gonna last you long.'' ''We all do, but I have a wife, and she...She can't raise him by herself. Duck ain't...He ain't right in the head.'' ''Shit...'' ''Listen, you and I have become very rich men from all this. How about we start something...Legal. Like a business, buy a franchise, hell, get your father in on it, we could triple our profits!'' I thought about it. It sounded like a good idea. Maybe...Maybe it was time to hang this shit up. ''That sounds smart. I mean, we pool our profits from the heists, we could probably have over a mil to work with!''

I checked my mag once more, put it back in the rifle, and pulled it back. Time to go. I walked through the door, guns blazing. There were three guys ahead of me, and I dropped them in a hail of bullets. Two guys came out from behind a corner, and I shot them with ease. People started coming out of the rooms, right into my bullets, it was a fucking bloodbath. After I was sure it was clear, I got out of there before they turned. As I walked up the stairs, I ran right smack into two guys coming to check out the gunfire. I shoulder checked the first guy, and shot the second guy. The first knocked my gun away, but I dodged a punch to get behind him, and pushed him over the railway, down the narrow stairwell. I picked up a fresh gun, and Got into the eighth.

''Goddammit!'' Even from the locked room, I could still make him out. ''Go! Go now, kill them! Put a fucking bullet in their brain!'' Could it be Vinz? Impossible...Or maybe... The door suddenly burst open, and Naka forcefully pulled us all out. ''Alright, change of plans, we have to go now.'' As he pulled me through the door, I looked back at Alex. Wait, the gun! I elbowed Naka, pushing him into the wall. ''Alex, the gun!'' He seemed confused when I asked him, but then had a look of realization. He pulled out the gun I handed him, and passed it to me. Naka reached out a hand, and intercepted it before I could grab it. ''Bad girl!'' He spun me, and pushed me into the wall. ''I think you need a punishment!'' He pistol whipped me with the glock, ignoring the cries of Clementine and Alex. He hit me four times, before he holstered the gun. I had to fight the urge not to pass out. He pulled out a walkie talkie. ''Anyone who isn't dead, make your way to the helipad. Time to leave.

I finished up the ninth floor, and heard a very loud commotion above me. Sounds like hundreds of footsteps. As I advanced to the stairs, Jimmy and Rich climbed up the stairs, and immediately grabbed me in a hug. ''We fucking did it!'' We shared a laugh. ''That we did. One more floor, guys. The three of us can clear it easily.'' We walked through the door to the tenth floor, and was greeted by...One guy. We aimed at him, and he put his hands up. ''Whoa! Wait, wait, wait! You want Naka, right? He's outside gathering everyone to leave. He has the girl too! He's fucking crazy, he's gonna get us all killed trying to kill you!" I sighed. ''Get out of here.'' He ran out into the stairwell.''Sure that was a good idea?'' ''Rich, my friend. We only have one target. So, that a way.'' We ran down the hall, and burst through the door to the helipad. Three, fucking, helicopters, were waiting. ''Vincent! Fancy seeing you here. I have to admit, I'm impressed that three of you were able to kill my entire fucking operation.'' ''You're saying it like it was a challenge, mate!'' He squinted his eyes. ''Jimmy?'' ''You're damn right. I'm tired of this shit, Naka. It ends tonight.'' ''Ah, so we got the three fucking stooges. What's your name, over there?'' We turned to Richard. ''Fuck off.'' ''Your parents must've been high when they named you. Anyway, I don't know if you noticed my fifty fucking soldiers here,'' He pointed to the wave of angry guys with guns. A combination I'm not excited to face. ''So, you can run off with your tail between your legs, or I kill you, and take these little kids. And especially...Your precious little girlfriend.'' I looked over at Sam. Even from this distance, I could see that pale fuck holding her up. Blood leaking from her forehead, painting her face.

''You fuck!'' ''Maybe tonight. Listen, I'm very impressed, honest, so I'll make a deal. I'll have them put their weapons away, and fist-fight you. Richard and Jimmy can't help you. You're on your own. If you win, you get them back. If not, well, we know what happens, don't we. I'm positive I know how this'll end.'' I looked over at my companions. ''Rich, Jimmy, if things get bad, head inside, and get out. We have no other options.'' Jimmy looked like he was about to protest, but Rich put a hand on his shoulder, and pulled him into the building. ''I accept!'' ''Good! Start!'' I stood in the middle of the roof, and they all circled me. Fifty people. No guns...Okay. I took a deep breath, and closed my eyes. I could hear them moving around them. I waited for the sound, the soft scrape of a footstep towards. As soon as it came, I opened my eyes. I ducked down, and pushed my body into the guy's legs, taking him down. I stood up, and elbowed the guy behind me. They all tried to get me at once, and managed to get me down to my knee. I was getting pelted with blow, after blow. I felt on the ground, for anything. A piece of glass. I found a piece of glass. It was jagged, making it a perfect shank. I stabbed a guy in the leg, then another in the chest, then another chest, then a leg, and started to stand up, swiping wildly. I managed to catch two guys in the neck, slitting their throats. I turned to another guy, and stabbed him through the eye. The glass broke as it stabbed him, making it even more painful for him, but I now have no weapon. I jumped up and grabbed at the ledge to the roof of the stairwell, and pulled myself up. I surveyed the scene, multiple people lay on the ground, clutching their stomachs, or just flat out dead. Seven guys on the ground, so 43 still trying to kill me. They tried to jump up and grab at my legs, so I looked around for something to fight with. At the edge of the roof, there was a small metal pipe, so I'll need to run fast to grab it. I took a running start, and leaped, landing on the guy on the outer circle, and pushed myself up running after the pipe. I grabbed it, and immediately turned around and swung it. It hit someone in the face, and he fell to the ground. Someone else came up, I poked the pipe into his stomach, doubling him over, grabbed him by the collar, and swung him off the roof.

Three guys came up, I hit the first one, hearing a sickening crunch as he fell backwards, but the two others grabbed it before I could follow up. I pulled it back, and as soon as I felt them trying to pull it from my grasps, I let go, sending them falling backwards into their friends. Another one came up, right into my fist, and I tripped him as his momentum carried him forward, off the roof. It was time to move before I joined him. I charged into the group again, punching at anyone I could. One of the guys had my pipe, and swung it at me, but I ducked. He managed to hit three guys behind me, and I charged into him, sending him to the ground. I picked up the pipe again, and swung it at the guy next to me, hitting him in the neck, and dropping him. I ran forward, trying to escape the group, and turned around to look. The group was thinning out now. Maybe about...Thirty, twenty five left. That's when I remembered the knife I picked up from Jimmy! I pulled it out, and faced the group. One unlucky fellow tried to perform a jab, but I slipped the punch, and jabbed it into his neck. I pulled out, and ducked a hook, coming up and stabbing him through the chin. I squared up to two guys, and ducked the first one's punch, slicing at his body, and stabbing the second guy, right in his crotch. Five guys soon came up to me. I stabbed one in the chest, and received a kick in the back. I dropped down, stabbing it in the guy's leg, and pulling it up, carving his leg and hitting an artery no doubt. I was kicked in the chest, and that threw me on my back. The whole group was on me now. They were kicking, and stomping, and punching. I tried to stab someone, but I was stomped right on my wrist, and I dropped the knife, and it slid across the roof. I tried to reach for it, and was kicked in the face because of it. Someone got on top of me in a mount, and started raining down blows, as the others cheered him on. This is it. My vision got more, and more blurry, until all I saw was darkness.

I got rocked. His punch sent me sprawling across the ropes, and the ref held him back. ''1! 2! 3! 4! 5!'' In a rush of adrenaline, and probably the last of my strength, I pulled myself to my feet, and hung on for the next ten seconds, blocking his hooks and uppercuts, trying to land a knockout. The bell rung. I groggily walked across to my corner, and fell into the stool. My trainer stepped into the ring, and knelt down beside me. ''Come on, Vinz, this is the last round! You gotta finish it here, no way we're winning by decision.'' I panted heavily. ''C-coach, he's too fast-'' ''No, he's not! That's just how you perceive it! You think you're losing, but that's just that. A thought. He's slow. Look at him, and think he's slow, since you wanna think so much. Are you gonna stand up, put your mouthpiece back in, and let him have his way with you? Or are you gonna stand up, put your hands up, and go knock his out?...''

My eyes opened up seemingly by itself. My brain was on autopilot. I grabbed his wrist as he went to punch, and turned it, all the way around. His screams of pain only fueled my adrenaline. The group seemed shock by the sudden loss of their comrade, and I used the hesitation to jump forward and grab the knife. I stood up immediately, and dug the knife right into a guy's heart. Someone tried to pull me back, but I turned around, and jabbed my fingers in his eye, pulling it out, and causing the group to jump back. ''You wanna fight, right?...Step up.'' Three guys tried to take advantage, but I grabbed the guy's hook in mid air, and slit his wrists open. I ducked down, spun, and stabbed a guy in the chest. The third guy, tried to get back to safety, but I grabbed him by the back of his shirt, and stabbed him repeatedly in the back. Ten guys left...They didn't seem as eager to fight, now that I came back. I rushed forward, jamming the knife into a guy's jugular. I was pushed from behind and fell on the ground. Some guy who managed to find himself a brick, jumped on top of me, driving the brick down. I avoided it, barely, and pulled the guy down. I latched my teeth to his neck, and bit down hard, pulling back, and ripping out a piece of his neck. He fell back, moving his mouth like he was trying to say something, but was unable to. The last eight guys seemed stunned by my sudden ruthlessness. I stood up, and looked at the last eight. ''Here's where we stand. You could end up like this guy, and die. You could walk back into the hotel, and get lit up with bullets, or you can pick the easy way out...'' I cocked my head behind me, off the roof. While they thought it over, I charged forward, slicing and dicing, dropping four guys, and killing two others. The last two guys jumped back. ''You have...Five seconds. Pick your poison. 1.'' They looked at each other. ''2.'' They started to sweat. ''3.'' One of them threw a weak willed punch, but I easily avoided it. I pulled him forward, and stabbed him repeatedly in the chest. The last guy started to back. ''4.'' He reached the end of the roof. ''5.'' I faked a stab, but that was all that was needed to send him flying off the roof.

I dropped the knife, and turned to Naka. ''You have, no idea how tedious that was.'' ''Maybe not, but it was fucking fun to watch. Alright. Deal's a deal.'' He dropped off the air conditioning unit he was standing on, and threw Sam. She rolled on the floor, and rested on her back. Alex and Clem immediately rushed to her side, trying to wake her up. Naka took out a walkie talkie and spoke into it. I couldn't hear what he was saying, and I probably would've blown his brains out, if the adrenaline hadn't left my body. After he clicked it off, two helicopters flew away, and one closed in the roof. ''I'll leave yours here. Follow me, and it'll end bad for all of you. This was an impressive showing. But, I knew how it would end, anyway. Here, take this. It explains most things.'' He took out a crumpled up piece of paper, and threw it at me. I caught it, just as the heli landed. He hopped in, and flew away. ''Oh! And by the way!'' He yelled over the sound of the copter. ''You might wonder why I didn't kill you! Well, this showing here, it's gonna help us develop the new you! So, thank you, Vincent. You just helped me move my plan forward! Toodles!'' The bastard flew away before I could say anything. As he left, Rich and Jimmy came back outside. ''Well, that was fucking awesome, mate!'' ''What's in that paper?'' I walked over to Sam, and picked her up, bridal style. ''I'll read it in the copter. Come on, time to go.'' Alex and Clem walked extremely close to me, probably afraid I would leave them again. As we boarded the helicopter for the second time, I thought about recent events. So, me, a normal human, just took out three floors of a hotel, fifty highly trained soldiers, with just my fists, and some knives, and I let my arch-nemesis fly away and escape. What the fuck is my life. I started laughing uncontrollably. Rich looked back suspiciously. ''Um...Where we headed?'' ''I don't know. Let's fly around till we see a boat, maybe it'll have some fuel. We'll live on the sea.'' He nodded and started it up. I opened up the crumpled piece of paper, and I'm sure that even Naka could hear my scream of terror as I read the letter.