I'll just go ahead and leave an extract here, let you guys mull on what's going on, what's going to happen and such. I will say this, the next 600 ish words happens over a space of about 30 seconds:
His gun
swung up the stairs and she moved to the door. It was locked. “Locked,” she
whispered. McCallister nodded and Charlie joined him at the bottom of the
stairs. “I’ll lead?”
“No problem,” he said.
“You can always go first.”
A single laugh filled the room and
Charlie set her foot on the bottom step as McCallister said, “I’ll let you get
shot first.”
“Thanks Lieutenant.”
“You’re welcome Captain.”
She shook her head and continued up
the stairs. A lot passed within the next few short seconds. The first thing
that registered in her mind was the sound of something tumbling along the
floor. By the time she’d looked down the stun grenade had already gone off. Her
eyes burnt and her ears were ringing. She couldn’t hear anything, couldn’t see
past the bright lights that danced in her vision and fell to her knees from the
shock. Before she felt the effects begin to wear off she felt a foot connect
with her stomach. The air was forced from her lungs and she fell flat to the
floor. She managed to avoid smashing the goggles into the floor and her face,
but she couldn’t stop the foot that slammed itself down on the side of her
face.
Black spots danced through the
fading white dots and she could hear somebody kick somebody else somewhere
behind her. Somewhere in her dazed mind she could hear a tiny voice shouting, “Captain?
Captain!”
There was another flash and bang and
Charlie winced, pinched her eyes shut and groaned. She tried to open her mouth,
tried to tell Hunter to back up, to be careful, but her voice was having
trouble. Gun shots rang out, their echoes painful stabs to the back of her head
and Charlie squeezed her eyes shut.
She stretched a hand out, trying to
find her misplaced weapon. Her hand patted nothing but cool metal and she
deviated her hand towards her thigh holster. As her fingers brushed the warm
metal of the handle, she felt somebody hover close above her. The goggles were
ripped away and in the pervading dark she couldn’t see much except for a pair
of bright whites staring down at her.
There was another flash and another echoed
bang that rattled inside of her skull. The eyes were still above her and she
focused on them as she slipped her hand further down the grip of her gun.
Then the eyes turned and she caught
the faint outline of a person looking down at her leg. Charlie pulled on her
handgun, managed to gather it in her hand and swing her arm towards the person before
a hand slapped hers down and pinned it to the floor. Charlie went with it,
rolling her body into the person and collapsing above them in a heap. An elbow
was driven into her face and connected with her chin. Her teeth chattered
against each other and her head throbbed that little bit more.
Somebody shoved her body back and
her dazed mind couldn’t catch up with the action. Her head fell against the
floor with another knock and the black spots grew larger in her vision. She
tried to pull herself back up, but there was a foot on her chest and some
mumbled voices.
She
found her own voice again and managed to get out a, “Hunter?” before a foot
slammed itself into the side of her head again. This time, the darkness took
over her vision and she gave in to the pain, letting herself sink into
unconscious bliss.
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