The following day
Thursday, May 22nd, 2014
The following takes place between Midnight and 2:00 A.M.
West Ridge
Dave did not get to bed until well after midnight.
Mindy was fast asleep. Carefully, he had checked the bandage on her arm, and it seemed okay; no blood was leaking out at least, but she did still look very pale.
Dave felt shattered, so he crawled in beside Mindy and quickly fell asleep.
The following takes place between 8:00 A.M. and 10:00 A.M.
West Ridge
Mindy awoke soon after eight and she sat up in bed.
Her left arm was throbbing, painfully. She felt the bandage, but she could not remember getting hurt. However, it still fucking hurt! Then, she felt an arm wrap itself around her waist and Dave started to nuzzle her neck. That incredible feeling helped to distract Mindy from the pain in her arm. She started to giggle as Dave's lips tickled her.
"You okay, gorgeous? I was a bit worried about you last night; you fainted once we got back here," Dave asked.
"I think so. I'm starting to remember the events of last night," Mindy replied.
She remembered getting hurt and crashing her Ducati – that thought hurt more than her arm.
"We owe Hawk, too. She came to help fight the ninjas and she helped me with you, when you collapsed," Dave said.
"I'll remember to thank her," Mindy agreed. "I need a shower."
"Yes, you do," Dave confirmed, smirking.
8:44 A.M.
The shower made a big difference; Mindy felt human again.
Mindy examined her combat suit and the damage. She would need to order a replacement top and she would need to do it that morning. She got dressed and headed downstairs as she was feeling very hungry.
"Hi, Mindy," Marty said.
"Morning," Mindy said in response as she sat down at the kitchen counter.
Dave dumped a plate, piled high with bacon and eggs, in front of the girl.
"Thanks Dave!"
09:48 P.M.
"You think you can still fight?" Save asked Mindy.
"We don't have a choice; I must fight," Mindy replied.
"Well, get some rest and let your body recover. I mean it," Dave lectured.
"I really love you, Dave!" Mindy said, hugging and kissing him.
The following takes place between 10:00 A.M. and 12:00 P.M.
Dave spent an hour and a half walking Sophia which did them both good.
The previous night had really worried Dave; he had almost lost Mindy. Thank God she had not been hurt badly. He knew that they took risks every time that they went out, but I could not lose Mindy . . . not again. At least running around with Sophia helped to distract Dave from the shitty week.
It really was turning out to be the week of hell!
The following takes place between 12:00 P.M. and 2:00 P.M.
West Ridge
When Dave got back home, Sophia went off to get a drink and doze on the couch.
Marty had already left in Speedy; he said he had some things to do and then he would meet them at the Safehouse, later that afternoon.
Dave headed upstairs to check on Mindy. She was still sleeping. Dave loved watching Mindy sleep; she looked so cute and no, watching Mindy sleep was not creepy.
13:02 P.M.
Dave woke Mindy.
She responded by pulling him into a kiss!
"You must have slept well; your hormones are definitely well rested," Dave responded.
"You got a problem with that, Ass-Kick?" Mindy asked, seductively.
"Right now? Not really," he replied, letting Mindy continue with her feelings.
The following takes place between 2:00 P.M. and 4:00 P.M.
West Ridge
Dave and Mindy both sat down for lunch.
They were in urgent need of sustenance after that morning's exertions.
Once they had eaten, they headed down to the Safehouse in the SUV.
The following takes place between 4:00 P.M. and 6:00 P.M.
The Safehouse
Mindy received a surprise call: it was on the Fusion number.
"Go!" she growled.
"You can drop the 'growl', young lady," a voice said and she recognised Jack Bay.
"Okay," Mindy replied, dropping the 'growl'. "What do you want?"
"We think we have pinpointed Chris's headquarters. We intend to assault it, tonight. Considering what we have been facing over the past week, some have requested your team be present. SWAT, specifically, want your input," Jack explained.
"We can do that," Mindy replied, a little surprised.
"If they only knew how young you really were. They know you're young, but not how young. If they knew, Kick-Ass would be fighting them off you," Jack laughed.
"Where and when?" Mindy asked, ignoring the last comment.
"I'll text you in the next half hour," Jack replied. "Thanks."
4:22 P.M.
"Dave, Marty! We have a tasking," Mindy called.
"What?" both responded as Mindy sat down in the briefing room.
She outlined what Jack had said.
"Let's get geared up," Dave suggested.
4:41 P.M.
As promised, a text arrived with a time and a place.
"Marty, email coming through showing Chris' HQ and our meeting up point. We meet up at 19:45," Mindy said.
Within a few seconds, an email arrived, with the exact location of Chris' HQ: it was off South Princeton Avenue and backing onto I-94 and I-90, in south Chicago. The team would meet the Chicago PD, a little over half a mile away at a warehouse, so they could all meet without tipping off Chris. Very few knew about the Fusion involvement to prevent leaks.
"Okay, the building has three stories and it has the Green Line running directly behind it. You'll need to leave here by 19:30," Marty said.
The rest of the afternoon was spent training and getting their gear together. The assault was going to be a major operation, so Mindy decided on some heavier fire power. They would carry their usual equipment, but for the assault, Mindy opted for the H&K G36C assault rifle. It was light and the weapon packed a good punch. She had shown the weapon to Dave some time previously, so she gave him a quick refresher.
Mindy took eight thirty-round magazines, while Dave carried twelve.
The following takes place between 6:00 P.M. and 8:00 P.M.
The Safehouse
Mindy had to admit that she was feeling nervous.
Teaming up with the Chicago PD – now that was something new. They ate a good meal and finished getting themselves geared up. They each had a bandoleer, loaded with magazines, which was quite heavy.
Due to the loss of the Ducati, they would have to travel on the Fat Boy.
7:28 P.M.
Finally, they were ready to leave.
Each had checked, double-checked, and triple-checked, everything. Marty performed a security sweep with the cameras and then Kick-Ass accelerated out of the Safehouse, heading north.
7:43 P.M.
They approached the warehouse meeting place.
The roller shutter went up, when they were just twenty yards away and they were able to drive straight in. In front of the pair were a pair of SWAT vehicles and several men in body armour who waved them over. Kick-Ass parked the Fat Boy and he and Hit Girl dismounted before heading over.
"Welcome! I'm Matthews, Team Leader," one SWAT Officer said, holding out his hand.
"Hi guys!" Hit Girl and Kick-Ass said as they shook hands with all of the SWAT officers.
The following takes place between 8:00 P.M. and 10:00 P.M.
CPD Warehouse
The next thirty minutes, or so, was spent going over the assault plan.
As they chatted through the plan, making a few changes, it was interesting to note that the experienced SWAT team were actually listening to a sixteen-year-old girl. However, Mindy supposed that her actions and previous accomplishments spoke for themselves. Very soon, an assault plan was agreed on.
A four-man SWAT team would gain entry, via the main door on the first floor of the target building while Fusion would assault from the side entrance. Cursory surveys had shown that the first floor was used only for storage. Chris was believed to be using the second floor and there were two staircases. One from the front and one from the side. The third floor was also believed to be storage and would be assaulted via a fire escape by the second four-man SWAT team, who would then gain entry to the second floor via the staircase.
Battle Guy would act as the communications go-between and he would be able to talk to both Fusion and SWAT.
8:15 P.M.
Chris' HQ
Fusion and SWAT assaulted the building, simultaneously.
It was dark, and between Fusion and SWAT they swiftly took out the four patrolling watchdogs, silently. Then, with a resounding crash, all three entry points were blasted open and everybody moved in. They gunned down any opposition as they entered and went up the stairs. As had been expected, resistance was strong. All three teams met up on the second floor, having waded through several watchdogs per team.
They soon found themselves pinned down in a large open area, just as many more watchdogs appeared from another part of the building and cut off all access to the stairs which led off the second floor.
8:27 P.M.
Chris' HQ
It looks like we might have fallen into another one of Chris's traps.
The watchdogs were well armed, and they seemed to have plenty of ammunition, which Fusion and SWAT did not have.
"Battle Guy! We're pinned down by Chris' watchdogs. Fusion and SWAT are pinned down; we're gonna need help and more ammo," Hit Girl called.
"Battle Guy copies!"
What a fucking predicament! Kick-Ass and Hit Girl were caught on the second floor with the eight SWAT police officers and they were surrounded by Chris' men.
'The bastard must be loving this,' Hit Girl thought, 'if he was watching.'
8:51 P.M.
Chris' HQ
The fight was not going well.
Fusion were pinned down and running low on ammunition. The SWAT officers nearby seemed to be in the same predicament, and they were doing their best to conserve ammunition. The escape route behind was blocked by about a dozen watchdogs with automatic weapons. The way forward had over two dozen watchdogs, again armed with automatic weapons. Hit Girl was firing single shots with her H&K G36C assault rifle and she was down to three, thirty-round magazines while Kick-Ass was down to four, thirty-round magazines. The SWAT officers were using AR-15 rifles and they were down to their last magazines, too.
It was time to call in.
"Battle Guy! Things are not getting any better! We need backup and ammo!" Hit Girl called over the comms.
"We're working on it!" Battle Guy responded, sounding out of breath.
"We?" Mindy called back.
"Never mind!" Battle Guy responded.
9:01 P.M.
The Safehouse
"That the last?" the girl asked, feeling exhausted.
"Oh, yes!" Marty said, breathing heavily.
"You look good, Marty!" she commented, checking out Marty's 'Battle Guy' costume.
"First time I've worn this in quite a few months. To be honest, I never intended to wear it again, but needs must!" Battle Guy responded.
"Let's roll, Battle Guy!" the girl said, climbing into the SUV.
9:17 P.M.
Chris' HQ
Second Floor
"Hit Girl, this is Battle Guy! You'll have backup in ten minutes, can you hold?"
"Do we have a choice?" Hit Girl replied, grimacing.
"If anybody can, Hit Girl can!" Battle Guy replied.
Hit Girl slithered over to the nearest SWAT Officer.
"Ten minutes! We must hold!" she bellowed, and the SWAT officer acknowledged, passing on the message.
The SWAT officers were down to their very last magazine each and Hit Girl was in the very same position. Kick-Ass was just inserting his last magazine too.
Then, she looked up; she could hear shooting coming from the floor above them.
9:28 P.M.
Chris' HQ
Third Floor
Bullets were flying everywhere.
As the group headed up to the third floor via the fire escape, they could hear the shooting on the second floor. They continued past, up to the third floor and as they entered the floor, they swiftly came under fire. Battle Guy pulled his Glock 17 and without hesitation, he shot the first two watchdogs before Murphy and Fellowes were able to provide covering fire with their AR-15 rifles. Marty and the girl shot the remaining watchdogs on the third floor.
Once the area was deemed mostly safe, they gathered together the loads that had been lugged up the fire escape, then Marty pulled out the industrial disc cutter from its bag and he started it up, before digging the cutting disc into the floor.
9:33 P.M.
Chris' HQ
Second Floor
"What the fuck!" Hit Girl shouted, hearing the screeching coming from over their heads.
The SWAT Officers were also looking upwards curiously. Suddenly, the ceiling gave way, almost directly over Hit Girl's head and as she looked up she saw a ragged two-foot by two-foot square.
"Hi!" Shadow yelled, happily, through the hole. "Catch!"
Where the fuck had that little bitch come from? Shadow and somebody else started dropping down equipment. First came three heavy packs, followed by two tins of 5.56-millimetre ammunition, each of which held one thousand rounds, plus two more ammunition tins. While Hit Girl was guiding the equipment down, Chris' watchdogs started to target her. Shadow hung down from the hole and she began firing her pistol into the watchdogs. Hit Girl ripped open the first two packs and she found ready loaded magazines for their G36C rifles as well as some grenades. Hit Girl then dragged two tins of ammo over to the SWAT team.
"Hey! Can you make use of these?" she asked, smirking.
The officer's eyes bulged open at the sight of two thousand rounds of life-saving ammunition.
"Fucking hell, Hit Girl!" The officer yelled, tearing the lid of one tin open and throwing the boxed rounds out to his team, who started reloading magazines as quickly as was humanly possible.
Kick-Ass loaded a fresh magazine into his assault rifle and opened fire on full automatic, keeping the heads of the watchdogs down, while the SWAT guys reloaded.
9:38 P.M.
Chris' HQ
Second Floor
"Fire in the hole!" Hit Girl yelled as she threw a pair of hand grenades towards the larger group of watchdogs in front of them and ducking down quickly.
There was a pair of deafening explosions and some of the watchdogs were no longer shooting, but there were still quite a few remaining. Hit Girl looked up at the hole, above her and she grinned at not just Shadow, but Battle Guy, in his full costume and a grinning Murphy, holding an AR-15 across his chest. Damn! This was the first time that they were all in combat together, fighting side by side with the Chicago PD.
Two of the SWAT team looked up in surprise at the explosions and their expressions quickly changed to approval before they went back to their frenzied magazine loading. The SWAT officers started to fire again, so Hit Girl opened the third, longer pack, pulling out one of her latest acquisitions and she passed it over to Kick-Ass. Kick-Ass put down his G36C and picked up the much bigger weapon, before pulling open another ammunition tin. This time the ammunition was not boxed, instead, it was in two hundred-round belts. Kick-Ass loaded the first belt and he stood up, opening fire on the watchdogs in front with the H&K 121 machine gun at his shoulder. The first belt was gone in about forty seconds with Kick-Ass sticking to short bursts, to prevent the barrel overheating. The SWAT guys were very impressed by the display of fire power.
The watchdogs, however, were not, as Kick-Ass was pretty accurate and anyway, the 7.62-millimetre rounds cut through any protection the watchdogs were using.
9:51 P.M.
Chris' HQ
Second Floor
When only four of the watchdogs in front of them remained, Kick-Ass turned his attention to the other group of watchdogs who were blocking the stairs to their rear.
Several fell under the onslaught from the machine gun. However, the machine gun fire finally ceased as Kick-Ass had used up the four available belts of ammunition. However, the weapon had decisively turned the tide of the fight. They had agreed a course of action with SWAT and at an agreed signal all would attack the remaining watchdogs and put an end to the fight.
"Hey, Kick-Ass!" Shadow called down. "Catch me!"
"What?" Kick-Ass asked, looking up.
"Catch me!" Shadow called again.
Kick-Ass put the H&K 121 down and he held his arms out. Shadow dropped down from the floor above and she was caught by Kick-Ass.
"Thanks, Kick-Ass," Shadow said, with a chuckle as Kick-Ass dropped her to the floor.
9:55 P.M.
Chris' HQ
Second Floor
"Are we ready?" Kick-Ass bellowed.
We got a thumbs up from SWAT.
"Go!" Kick-Ass bellowed.
At the agreed signal, Fusion and SWAT, stood up and advanced on the two groups of watchdogs, pouring bullets into the enemy.
9:59 P.M.
Chris' HQ
Second Floor
The last watchdog finally fell, and silence descended on the building.
The following takes place between 10:00 P.M. and Midnight
Chris' HQ
Everybody literally sagged, once the firing had stopped.
Everybody was exhausted; Kick-Ass, Hit Girl and SWAT. They had seized Chris' HQ, but as usual the fucking bastard had escaped. The SWAT leader came over and he shook hands with Kick-Ass, before giving Hit Girl a kiss. Hit Girl was shocked, but a little pleased and she felt herself blushing.
"Thanks, Hit Girl; you saved our lives. Without that ammo, we were fucking history," the SWAT team leader said with a smile. "Sorry Kick-Ass, you can kick my ass, all you want, but it was worth it to kiss Hit Girl."
"No sweat," Kick-Ass said, graciously, then more seriously. "Just don't get in the habit of it!"
The SWAT team leader laughed, before he shook hands with Shadow and then Battle Guy, who had come downstairs accompanied by Murphy and Fellowes. Battle Guy actually looked good in his costume. Neither Kick-Ass, nor Hit Girl, had seen him in it since the warehouse fight, the previous summer. Around his waist he was wearing a pistol belt and holster, with his Glock 17 pistol.
"You look pretty cool, Battle Guy," Hit Girl said, approvingly.
"It's a one off, Hit Girl . . . but I'm glad I could help," Battle Guy replied with a grin. "It felt good, though; I got to kill several of the bastards!"
10:32 P.M.
They packed up their gear and loaded to the SUV.
Hit Girl was impressed. The SUV had had its plates swapped and they now read 'FUSION'. She had been a bit concerned when she had first seen the SUV as somebody might try to trace the plates. Marty had also covered up the visible VIN numbers. They really needed to get a proper SUV for Fusion operations. Fusion actually received one hell of a send-off by the police officers and SWAT.
Marty dropped Kick-Ass and Hit Girl off, to pick up the Fat Boy, before heading back to the Safehouse with Shadow.
11:25 P.M.
The Safehouse
Once back at the Safehouse, Hit Girl turned to Shadow.
"What the hell, were you doing there, young lady?" Mindy asked, pulling off her mask and comms.
"Marty called me. He said that he needed help and that you and Dave were in trouble," Chloe explained, pulling off her own mask and comms, before clearing her pistol and stowing the weapon in the armoury.
Mindy followed her, watching as she handled the weapon both safely and correctly. Mindy was impressed; Chloe never made a mistake with firearms. Mindy really could not be mad with her; her help had been much appreciated!
"Thanks, Chloe," Mindy said, pulling her into a hug and getting a hug in return.
"Yeah, thanks, Chloe. You did really well, and I enjoyed you dropping in," Dave chuckled.
"We'll drop you off on our way home," Mindy said, looking at Dave, who nodded.
11:45 P.M.
They were all back in their normal clothes and the SUV had the correct plates.
"Marty, I'm going to get you some proper SWAT gear to wear, plus a proper mask," Mindy said. "No argument."
"Okay," Marty allowed. "Just for emergencies though."
Marty drove Speedy and he took Chloe home, while Dave and Mindy took the SUV.
Updated: January 2019