Hostage Part-2

Blonde leaped straight towards the lady who was held captive, in a blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, the terrorist with Howa type 20 in his hands was moving the muzzle of his gun under the lady’s skirt touching the female part of the body.

“ P-please . . . . Stop . . . . ! Someone . . . . “

The lady cried for help with tears.

“ YA BITCH! THIS FEELS GOOD RIGHT!? “

The terrorist exclaimed.

The Blond, on the moment, took another huge leap which pushed her till the terrorist.

She kicked away the rifle from the big guys hand which went flying Faraway right side of him.

After kicking the rifle away, she did a foot sweep which made the guy fall over.

On the perfect chance, Blond dashed forward then instantly back wards creating a momentum and took the lady away with her. The lady was saved but yet there was a troubled look on her face.

“ M-My kid! “

That’s right . . . . The kid . . . . It was all alone in the floor with no one around.

The rifle which was kicked away got picked up by another guy who seemed to be the companion of the terrorist.

“ UGH, THAT BRAT! “

The terrorist stood up from the fall and took out a pistol, aimed at the kid.

“ P-please save . . . . Save my kid . . . . ! “

“OI BLOND BRAT! IF YA WANT THIS KID, GIVE YA UP! “

He offered to give the kid back in exchange of Blond if you all just in case Wonder what in the world he said.

The situation is getting more worse and worst.

“ DO ANYTHING FUNNY AND THERE WILL BE A SEE-THROUGH HOLE ON THIS KID’S HEAD! “

The kid busted out in tears.

“ I’m! . . . . I’m . . . . Coming “

The Blonde said moving slowly towards the terrorist.

“ HANDS BEHIND YA HEAD! “

The guy screamed.

She kept her hand behind after that moving slowly forward.

“ BRO! YA GONNA ENJOY HER ALL ALONE!? “

The guy with Howa type 20 asked.

“ I’M NOT INTERESTED IN KIDS. DO WHAT EVER YA WANT.“

The guy with pistol replied back.

“ JUICEY ENOUGH! “

Peoples are were disgusted by the terrorists but did nothing in fear.

These guys are a bad news, a real one.

There must be someway to save them both . . . .

I examined their position thoroughly.

I saw the pistol properly this time and figured out the model. It was Desert Eagle Mark XIX 50AE. It is a powerful handgun with Action Express ( AE ) cartridge which is one of the largest and most powerful pistol cartridge available. The kid will surely die, even an adult would if got hit in an important organ. However, because of its firepower, the rate of fire is very low which would take more then three seconds to fire. It’s ammunition is expensive too being $20 each round so I don’t think he would shoot carelessly.

Desert Eagle guy at the middle aimed his pistol at the kid while his eyes glued at Blond. The guy with rifle on the right handed side aimed his gun at Blonde too. Some guys little far away at the entrance and emergency exit were blocking the way out.

“ REMOVE YOUR CLOTHES! “

The guy with rifle ordered.

The Blond froze at the moment listening him.

“ FOR KICKING BRO, YOU WILL BE OUR TODAY’S PLAYMATE! “

Disgustful.

Blond unwillingly was now removing the lower button of her Chinese martial arts clothes slowly.

“ FAST! “

Pistoled guy reloaded the pistol and aimed at the kid again his finger being beer the trigger.

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Reloading the round would take at least 2-3 sec. It’s the chance!

That was the opening I got.

“ Don’t . . . . shoot this kid . . . . !“

I came out of nowhere and grabbed over his Desert Eagle which startled him a little.

I quickly tried to snatch away the gun but failed at the end.

He pushed me back and backed off himself a little, pointing the gun at me by now completing his reload.

“ LITTLE BRAT! DO YA THINK YA ARE THE HERO!? . . . . MOVE AN INCH ANY YA DEAD! “

The pistoled guy’s aim was at me including the guy with rifle. Well that was the plan anyway.

I also managed to take a glimpse of the Blond and she was surprised or rather angry seeing now she has to save another civilian.

The guy with pistol looked at me and spit side wards.

“ Wicked Brat . . . . “

Who is he talking about?

You remember these guys has big dark aura coming out of him? The thing is, Only the dead spirits has dark aura. We human have auras of different colors and size. What it would mean is that he either is awakened sprite medium who has some relation with dead or he is dead himself.

You can also feel the presence of dead when you feel a cold chill behind your spine.

A powerful spirit case posses a body and live as the person. It’s unsettling to think a dead could live acting to be you. Imagine someone close to you turns out to a dead spirit acting to be your friend. Dead and the owner of the body share each others memories though whoever has more SP will dominate the other and will own the body.

Anyway, Awakened ones are very sensitive to aura and can pinpoint the location of the source easily.

However, I , ugh, have no aura so they didn’t noticed my presence. They could not expect someone without SP, would they?

I tried to snatch his gun taking my zero SP's advantage but failed as you see and his gun is pointed at me right now.

Blond is not bullet proof nor am I but . . . . If she dies she is dead.

She could save many more life, bring happiness to many more people and moreover, a girl's respect should be protected right?

Enough reason for me to die.

I . . . . Am saving two civilian right now!

“ KEEP MOVING BITCH! “

The guy threatened Blond still pointing the gun at me.

Now . . . . All that’s left is to make an opening for her . . . .

I started moving forward slowly stepwise towards the pistoled guy.

“ OI BRAT! DON’T YA MOVE! “

The guy with rifle should be focusing on me right now.

I kept moving forward ignoring his words. I don’t fear death, that’s not possible for me, but pain is the worst.

I felt many gazes at me and there was silence which was only filled with pistoled guy’s screams.

I peeked over the Blond and she had a terrified look on her face that’s probably because of me. To them it must look like I was committing a suicide.

“ BRAT, I’MMA SHOOT YA! “

I kept moving forward and was around 8 steps away from him.

“ TURN—AROUND! DON’T YA FEAR DEATH!? “

I was still moving forward as a result I was shot right on my forehead.

The bullet penetrated right through my head and hit straight into the arm of the guy with rifle who was exactly behind me, on a blind spot, a little far away which made his rifle fall while he screamed in pain.

I realized instant death doesn’t cause much pain. It was like my forehead felt numb and my body too heavy to even move.

This . . . . Should give her enough time.

“ Do . . . . It . . . . “

I whispered to myself falling with a smirk.

I saw Blond for a second but she was definitely terrified. Maybe it really is sad to see someone die even if he is a stranger.

She should fear her death not mine.

Blond leaped forward, again, and kicked the pistoled guy on head in a second very aggressively which made a loud sound. I heard some bone cracking sound too. It must have been painful.

There was a small pit because of the impact. I wonder if all Chinese martial Artist has such a brut strength.

He fell unconscious on the floor, blood gauging out of his nose and mouth also his eyes. His leg's bones were fractured, totally, and I don’t think he will be able to move for a good amount of time.

Police came charging inside just on the moment and captured all the terrorists by the entrance and the exit.

Those guys, they forget about the emergency exit seriously. It’s in the second floor by the way.

I was dead but . . . . I was not. I was able to here in a dream core way. Sometimes death feels just like a dream you may say.

Blond slowly came forward and took the crying kid in her arms.

The kids mother was in floor unable to stand because of getting shot in her legs and she was crying. She was not crying in pain but in gladness that her kid was safe.

“ Thank you . . . . Thank you! . . . . “

The lady cried.

Blond turned towards me with tears in her eyes and stumbled down on the floor after coming next to me.

“ I . . . . I was not able to save him . . . . The Tuna guy ! “

Tuna guy? It feels kind of lame but Well I too call her Blond so . . . . it’s fine I guess?

She busted out in tears just then I regenerated myself back.

“ Ugh, it hurts! “

I said scratching my head and waking up as if nothing ever happened.

There was blood all over my face which felt uncomfortable specially in my ears. The blood dribbled down from my forehead to ears and also got some blood stains on my cloths.

“ I wonder if bleaching removes blood stains. “

Blond was surprised, way to surprised to even spell a word.

She must have thought I was dead when she didn’t felt my SP.

“ Y-you . . . . “

She muttered.

“ . . . . It’s awkward . . . . “

End of chapter 4