Sorry I haven't updated. I had a lot of homework and stuff! Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter! :) x

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~Clive~

I cleared my throat nervously.
"Err.. Luke?" I tapped him Luke on the shoulder nervously. He turned roundd to face me and tilted his head expectantly.

"Yeah?" He asked, smiling slightly.

"I.. I just wanted to apologise for... Y'know... Impersonating you... and kicking a plant pot at you." I returned the smile, scratching the back of my head awkwardly. I could hear Laura snickering from behind me.

"Clive, If I hadn't forgiven you, I would never had agreed to be your stunt double guy." Luke shrugged. Laura's laughing stopped abruptly. She shifted uncomfortably on each leg.

"What?!" I snapped, looking back at Laura angrily.

"Uhh..." Laura murmured, quietly. "I.. Um.. didn't put him in any actual danger or anything... and it's not like I haven't given him other jobs, y'know. He's my apprentice in almost everything..."

"Laura..." I shook my head and sighed. "I don't want to put anybody in anymore danger for my sake, okay?"

"You think I'd let him wonder off into dangerous situations without training or anything?" She frowned and shook her head exasperatedly. "C'mon Luke. lets show Clive what you've learn't."
We followed Laura and Luke outside in confusion. To my surprise we found ourselves surrounded by SSSs in seconds. Laura nodded towards Luke. "You ready, Luke?" Laura grinned. Luke smiled brightly and nodded in response, ever the earnest apprentice he was. Laura made the first move. She swung her leg low across the soldiers shins, he fell over in his surprise. While she proceeded to kick him in the temple, another soldier pointed a gun at Laura's back. within milliseconds Luke had disarmed the gunman and shot him in the leg. "Thanks." Laura smiled quickly, before proceeding to knee the next soldier in the groin. Meanwhile Luke had a punch out with the remaining soldier.

"Told you we had to evacuate." Luke nodded affirmatively. He then proceeded to tie up his shoe laces, which had come undone during the fight. Laura adjusted her hair and tossed a pair of keys in my direction.

"We best get moving. They'll have called reinforcements already." Laura stamped on one of the unconscious guards intercom and pulled a helmet over her hair. She swung her leg over her motorbike and started it up. "Flora, you can ride with me. Professor you ride with Luke and Clive you're on your own. Is that alright with you all?" I walked up to my beloved bike. It was still in perfect condition, the green paint was still thick and the silver metal shone in the sun. I ran my hand along the bikes edge. I'd missed that bike. "C'mon, Clive!" Laura revved up her bike. I looked over to Flora who looked positively white, as if she was about to puke. Laura noticed this and said comfortingly "Don't worry Flora. I'm actually the safest driver in this group, believe it or not. I would've put you with Luke otherwise." Flora nodded appreciatively but continued to shake nervously. "Here we go!" Laura yelled. We were soon racing down the roads. It felt so good to be speeding across the streets, the wind ruffling my hair. I glanced in my wing mirror, only to see us being tailed by three different cars and one lorry. "Crap" I heard Laura mutter underneath her breath.

"Follow me!" I yelled and spun the bike down a thin alleyway. The others followed me. I knew for a fact that we no longer had the lorry, or the bigger of the three cars, to worry about. "Two down, Two to go" I laughed to myself manically.

"You're enjoying this?" Luke shouted over the buzzing of our bikes, glancing at me worriedly.

"Are you kidding? I've spent most of my life locked up or collecting police reports. This is the most fun I've had in years!" I replied, carefully dodging a bollard in the side of the road.

"Well, I'm glad YOU'RE enjoying yourself!" Yelled Laura, clearly scared of the small, speedy car that was fast approaching her and Flora. I decided to help them out a little. I slowed my speed down until I was just in line with the cars window. I pulled out a shot gun from my blazer pocket and quickly shot the cars tire, before speeding up again and passing the girls, Pausing only to quickly wink at Laura, who was smiling as brightly as the stars that surrounded us.

"Only one more to go!" I yelped joyfully. Luke smiled too, even though he was trying hard not to tumble into the wall, taking the professor with him. I guess he was still getting the hang of motorcycles. But the celebrations didn't last long. We were fast approaching a dead end. Miraculously, all the vehicles managed to halt to a brake just in time. We were all panting exhaustedly, when four men dressed in black stepped out of the long black vehicle.

"Get behind me and Laura!" Luke commanded, but the Professor had already grabbed a pipe to use as a fencing sword and I had armed myself with a shotgun. Flora cowered behind the Professor and Laura and Luke rolled up their sleeves, clearly ready for a punch-out. The men in black were the first to react, they charged at us each carrying a different weapon. Two of them held large guns, one held a sharp dagger and the other was wearing two knuckle dusters.

"We don't wanna hurt you or nothin, so if we could all just follow me and there will be no trouble at all." The one with the knuckle dusters spoke in a hushed but firm tone. His eyed flickered from Flora to Laura "Wouldn't want you pretty ladies gettin' hurt or anyfink." He said in his thick accent. His outfit was different to the others, tougher. He wore long black trousers and a black shirt. Four of the shirt buttons were undone, revealing a long purple scar down the man's chest. His head was shaven and he had a stubbly chin. A growl escaped my lips when he stepped closer to Laura, his fingers shaking as if he was itching to use his dangerous knuckle duster. "Ohh, what have we here?" He spun on his boots to face me. "Don't want me touching your precious little friend here?" He gently pressed the pointed knuckle duster against Laura's cheek.

"Don't you fucking dare you bastard!" Luke yelled at the man. The man turned to face Luke, but kept his hand pressed against Laura's face. Luke glared at him with all his might.

"I wouldn't startle me boy. My hand just might-" The man pulled his knuckles down across Laura's cheek, slicing it open. Blood seeped out of four open slits. My heart shattered as Laura let out an agonized scream. "-Slip" The man smiled evilly, displaying each one of his yellow teeth. That was when the fight broke out.