Alliances Formed Chapter 5
“A little help would be nice!” Fantasy said, looking at the guards.
Super Shift replied with a laugh. “And miss seeing you die? I don’t think so.”
“You know, I always knew I was going to die,” Black Ninja said as he struggled to break free, “But I never thought my death would be this clichéd.”
“If this were a cliché, we would be attractive women and Dudley Do Right would show up at the last second to save us.”
“I highly doubt there are any Mounties in Yugostan.”
Before Fantasy could say anything, the sound of machine gun fire was heard and the guards fell. A man jumped out of the shadows as Super Shift ran away.
“Would a pissed of guy from New York be ok.” The man said as he cut Fantasy’s hands free and handed him the knife. “Cut him free. I’ll cover you.”
“Who are you?”
Fantasy cut the Ninja loose. “You know, we are really going to have to work on your obsession with asking for people’s names as they save you from life or death situations.”
The heroes moved to safety just as the train went by and picked up guns from the fallen guards. Within seconds, a battalion of Super Shift’s troops came rushing out of the compound. The three heroes opened fire, eliminating the first wave of soldiers. The next wave saw their friends fall and were prepared, taking cover as soon as they emerged from the compound.
Taking up defensive positions, the heroes did their best to complete their mission but they were out numbered and were forced to retreat. Running as fast as they could, they rushed towards a waiting van.
Reaching it first, the Black Ninja turned and covered his allies as the got in the van. After they were in, he started to climb in, only to be hit by a shot that took off his arm.
“Crap! They got explosive ammo in those things!” The man said as he pulled away.
Getting up from where he fell, The Black Ninja fought on, giving his new friends time to escape, only to go down from 2 more shots, this time to his other arm and his leg.
“He’s still alive! We have to go back!”
“That’s suicide kid. As much as I want to take out that son of a bitch, we have to get out of here. Your friend is willing to sacrifice his life to give us a chance to get away. Don’t let his death be meaningless.”
“He’s not dead yet, and where I come from we don’t leave people behind.”
“Why do I get the feeling I made a bad mistake saving you guys.”
The man spun the van around and slid to a stop in front of Ninja. Using the van for cover, Fantasy got out and ran to Ninja.
“How is he?”
“He’s losing a lot of blood.”
“Then leave him!”
“No! I have some psionic powers. Nothing to powerful, but it will be enough to stop the bleeding and reduce the pain.’
“Then get him in here. I just hope the Colonel can patch him up.”
Super Shift replied with a laugh. “And miss seeing you die? I don’t think so.”
“You know, I always knew I was going to die,” Black Ninja said as he struggled to break free, “But I never thought my death would be this clichéd.”
“If this were a cliché, we would be attractive women and Dudley Do Right would show up at the last second to save us.”
“I highly doubt there are any Mounties in Yugostan.”
Before Fantasy could say anything, the sound of machine gun fire was heard and the guards fell. A man jumped out of the shadows as Super Shift ran away.
“Would a pissed of guy from New York be ok.” The man said as he cut Fantasy’s hands free and handed him the knife. “Cut him free. I’ll cover you.”
“Who are you?”
Fantasy cut the Ninja loose. “You know, we are really going to have to work on your obsession with asking for people’s names as they save you from life or death situations.”
The heroes moved to safety just as the train went by and picked up guns from the fallen guards. Within seconds, a battalion of Super Shift’s troops came rushing out of the compound. The three heroes opened fire, eliminating the first wave of soldiers. The next wave saw their friends fall and were prepared, taking cover as soon as they emerged from the compound.
Taking up defensive positions, the heroes did their best to complete their mission but they were out numbered and were forced to retreat. Running as fast as they could, they rushed towards a waiting van.
Reaching it first, the Black Ninja turned and covered his allies as the got in the van. After they were in, he started to climb in, only to be hit by a shot that took off his arm.
“Crap! They got explosive ammo in those things!” The man said as he pulled away.
Getting up from where he fell, The Black Ninja fought on, giving his new friends time to escape, only to go down from 2 more shots, this time to his other arm and his leg.
“He’s still alive! We have to go back!”
“That’s suicide kid. As much as I want to take out that son of a bitch, we have to get out of here. Your friend is willing to sacrifice his life to give us a chance to get away. Don’t let his death be meaningless.”
“He’s not dead yet, and where I come from we don’t leave people behind.”
“Why do I get the feeling I made a bad mistake saving you guys.”
The man spun the van around and slid to a stop in front of Ninja. Using the van for cover, Fantasy got out and ran to Ninja.
“How is he?”
“He’s losing a lot of blood.”
“Then leave him!”
“No! I have some psionic powers. Nothing to powerful, but it will be enough to stop the bleeding and reduce the pain.’
“Then get him in here. I just hope the Colonel can patch him up.”
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